Turn off the phone

You turn the phone off. You kick it across the room and sink to your knees, submitting completely to the previously unthinkable as the words from the text resonate in your head, making your insides melt "I will have you" is all you can hear, over and over. Forcing you to admit to your self that you you want him too, you want him to have you, to show you what real lust feels like. To have a man willing risk it all to have you, instead of a husband who wont risk a thing! You push your chest out, amplifying your cleavage in the sexy nightgown, looking up at the door....watching and waiting, ready to do as you're told, fighting the fear and letting excitement win out. "Why is he taking so long?" you ask yourself in your head, worried you might lose your nerve and wondering if you should have sent another message. But you are soon put out of your misery when the bedroom door swings open. A tall dark figure stands silhouetted in the doorway, he would tower above you even if you stood, but from your position on the floor he seems like a giant. Breathing deep and slow you look up at him, your resolve is firm, your decision final. You are going to cheat, you are going to cheat on your husband, you're going to let this stranger...this criminal have his way with you and you are going to love it!