Deceitful Lies [18+ MATURE CONTENT]

CHAPTER 8: DATE NIGHT

** ANYA’S POV **

I still could not believe if I heard David correctly ‘Did he say that he wants to spend the weekend with me?’ I pinched my arm to check if what I heard was true or if it was just my dream “Owww… I am not dreaming!” I muttered to myself nursing the place where I pinched myself.

“This is really happening. David… is actually going to take me out on a date” a happy grin was plastered on my lips at the thought of us going out on a proper date and he sounded so different than he usually does. His voice was so gentle and there was a softness in it there never was before and it felt good yet strange coz for the first time in forever he actually called me ‘Love’, which of course he never ever did, not even in my dreams.

I am happy yet scared that all this, might just be the happiness of a day or a moment and nothing more than that. That when tomorrow comes all my hope and happiness will crumble to the ground like that of a tower of cards. The night was long as I was not getting a wink of sleep and just as I was about to fall asleep my phone pinged.

David – “Are you asleep?”

‘What is he doing up so late? Is he finding it difficult to sleep just as I am? Or is he regretting being sweet with me and wants to back off now?’ There were so many questions muddling in my brain that I was scared of responding to him and was gripping my phone tight when my phone vibrated again in my hands.

David – “I guess you are. I just wanted to see if you were awake don’t panic about the message. Goodnight again love”.

‘Okay, now that really is weird coming from David, not to mention that this is the first time that he has actually messaged me, on a weekend, when he usually would get pissed with one message from me on weekends when he is working away from the city. What’s happening to him? Is he finally feeling guilty for ignoring me for so long? I must be going mad to even think of the possibility of that’.

I looked at my phone for a few seconds, which I swear almost felt like minutes, hours even, “Hey, I am awake”.

My phone pinged almost instantly letting me know that he was out there hoping rather waiting for me to respond to him.

David – “Hey, hope I didn’t wake you up”

‘He is showing concern, for me? There is definitely something wrong!’

Me – “Is everything alright?”

‘I know it’s stupid of me to ask my husband, who for some unknown reason is showing concern towards me and is being sweet and romantic but tell me, what would you do if your husband was the same as mine? I sure hope he isn’t!’

David – “Why wouldn’t it be?”

Me – “It’s just, you have never been this sweet to me nor have you ever messaged me like this”.

David – “Can’t a husband be sweet to his wife and message her when he feels like it? I didn’t know it was a crime to be loving to one’s own wife!”

That definitely brought a smile to my lip as I giggled into the darkness of the night that no longer seems lonely “You are being weird. Anyway, what are you doing up so late? And how is your work going on?” ‘s**t! I just hope he is not going to get pissed at me for asking about his work!’ I was waiting with bated breath for his whiplash of an answer.

David – “Work’s been good and so was my day. There is nothing weird about me messaging the woman I am in love with who has been the only one for me ever since I first laid my eyes on her”.

‘He is flirting with me and how!’ “I don’t know what it is that you are on but am sure as hell loving this David better”.

David – “Oh, baby, this will be the only David available for you to love, my love”. 

Me – “I have no complaints about it!”

David – “I was hoping you wouldn’t coz I would be at a loss if you were to have any complaints. You know how I am when it comes to my ‘client’s satisfaction’ and you are my client for forever”.

Me – “You are oddly being cheeky tonight. Tell me what’s on going on it that devilish mind of yours right now”.

David – “Doubt you will like it, love!”

Me – “Try me”.

David – “But first, tell me what you are wearing”.

I looked down at myself and the dress that I am wearing which is a silver-grey lace satin backless short dress that is held together by thin straps that criss-cross at the back. The lacework is in black, contrast with the silver-grey color of the dress that ends mid-thigh.

Me – “The silver-grey nightgown, one of the many gifts you gifted me on my birthday, why?”

I was playing innocent acting like I didn’t know where the conversation was heading. I was waiting for his message but instead his name was flashing on my phone screen and my heartbeat picked up doing a somersault in my chest and our conversation picked up from where we left off and the temperature of my room only got hotter, making me, shed the only piece of clothing I had on while my husband’s voice-guided my fingers to all the places he would be worshiping if he were with me right now. His every moan and his every s****l grunt were turning me on pushing me closer to my peak along with the dirty words that were slipping past his lips ‘Oh dear god! He has me wrapped around his finger’ but what was more endearing was what he said as we came undone.

** DAVID’S POV **

I was not planning on having phone s*x with my wife but I just couldn’t stop myself and since I promised to give her all the love she deserves, what better way than to start with this phone call right now!

The image of her dressed in that sexy little number started to wake him up. The way she was moaning touching herself was enough to make him stand in attention ‘I am so whipped! I never realized this before but right now hearing her voice was enough to make me realize that her voice is enough to turn me on’.

I closed my eyes over imagining being with her, I was telling her what I wanted to do to her and how. The image of her touching herself and pleasuring herself with her fingers was more sexy, sensual and even more erotic than the best porn money could buy.

My hand wrapped around my arousal stroking him while imagining her pleasuring herself with her fingers that I believe are now lost in her tight wet core and boy is it erotic, just imagining her doing that ‘I am going to make her pleasure herself and make a show of it for me’.

“I love you more than anything, love” those words slipped past my lips just as before we climaxed and this time for the first time I didn’t have to try hard to say those words to her, this time for the first time I meant every word of it and this time for the first time in forever I feel complete, like a puzzle that finally came together with its missing piece ‘I am so stupid. All this time, I have had the woman, that’s every man’s dream, and yet I had to go and screw it all up. For what? For some weekend fun that too with a woman who is already engaged to be married to the guy, who also happens to be my wife’s boss. It could not get any more f****d up than that!’

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As promised, I got back home only to find my wife dressed in a yellow A-line V – neck short yellow satin dress that was hugging her every curve perfectly. She looks beautiful and is an epitome of elegance yet sinfully sexy, a rare combination to find in a woman, that I failed to see so far.

I realized I was staring at her for a bit too long when she cleared her throat with a look of uncertainty “Am I looking bad?”

On closer inspection I realized that she was not wearing any bra below the dress as it didn’t allow for any, this surprised me as Anya’s never been one to be comfortable dressing up this way when she comes out with me or maybe I never got an opportunity to see her dressed this way since I never took her out anywhere. I walked closer to her cupping her cheeks as I brushed my lips gently on hers feeling her shiver slightly “You… are looking… absolutely perfect. Never doubt that about yourself, love”.

She had her eyes closed as she released her breath slowly before slowly opening her eyes as my left-hand thumb caressed her right cheek. Leaning in I placed a small kiss on her forehead “I can see that you are not wearing any bra… are you not wearing a panty too? “ I whispered seductively biting gently on her ear lobe. ‘Remember, you decided to change for good so stop acting like a s*x-crazed maniac’ I chided myself gathering my wits about pulling away from her “We should get going now. We don’t want to be late for our dinner reservation” I finish off with a wink.

After driving around the city for about an hour we reach the restaurant. Anya gasps in surprise after looking at the name of the restaurant, she turns towards me, being seated in the passenger seat of my red and black Bugatti Chiron Sport “How… how did you get the booking, the tables are booked like for a month in advance?”

I pull over near the entrance handing my keys to the valet. Placing a hand over the small of her back I escort her inside the restaurant. We were soon shown to our table “Welcome to the ‘Queen of Hearts’. Here is your menu” he hands over each of us with a menu “Enjoy your night” with that he walks away.

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Once we were done with our dinner it was time for her second surprise for the night so we got inside my car, Paris has no shortage of places when it comes to surprising your love, but she surprised me as she whispered “Can you take me to that club you told me about?” this is the first time she has actually asked me for something ‘What a thing to ask for, especially when I am trying to become a better man, a man worthy of having you in his life’ I was debating on whether or not to oblige to her request, since it’s not something to be proud of, when I felt her hand take hold of mine “I wanna try and understand this world of yours that you don’t want to show me when I know that you are a Dom, you have already shown me the dom in you just... not the world that fascinates you” she then caressed my cheek looking intently into my eyes gripping my very soul with the intensity she was looking at me with.

I sighed leaning into her touch closing my eyes over “My world… the world that I WAS fascinated about is not going to be what fascinates me anymore”.

She seems to have understood what I was trying to convey to her, she cupped both my cheeks turning me to look at her “The man that I fell in love with was not a romantic but yet he is willing to try and change for me, after being married for 4 years, the reason as to why the sudden change came over him? I don’t know nor do I want to know but I do know this that if you are willing to change for me and step into my world, I could do the same… for you, the man I love with all my heart”.

Her every word was only increasing the guilt in me ‘She has always given me her all, and all I have done? Is take it all from her never returning it’.

A food for your thoughts ‘if she gets to know what I have done to her, to us, will there ever be an ‘us’?’ thinking about it ‘Will YOU ever forgive the one that’s betrayed YOUR trust?’ do let me know.