Arriving back home with both of my kids, I look at them as I sit them down at the kitchen table. "Now, neither of you can tell mommy that daddy got Taco Bueno for dinner," I said as I laid the bag on the kitchen table and got each of their respective food items out.
"If you do, daddy is going to be in big trouble with mommy," I say as I look at both of them. Shepherd just eyes me curiously and shrugs before digging into his meal. I really have to say, I may love him the most just because he acts so much like myself.
Junia keeps eying me and I chew on my lip. She is a little Kate in the making. "But why will you be in trouble?" she asks me, her blue eyes wide with wonder.
I sigh and stare her down, "Because mommy wears the pants in this marriage," I tell her though I know she won't understand the meaning in my words.
Junia just makes a face before laughing, "You are funny daddy," she smiles as she turns away from me and starts to eat her own food.
Sitting down at the table too, I take my food out, glad that Junia is no longer questioning me. All I can do is hope that she doesn't tell Kate when she sees her Monday that I let them eat fast food. Kate is against our children eating fast food, though there are times when I sweet talk her that she gives in and lets us all eat fast food.
Before I know it though, we all finish eating and I allow the kids another hour to play. An hour that Kate would be making them get ready for bed. Obviously I'm the least responsible parent and this is why Kate rarely leaves me alone with them.
After the kids have ran off and I finish throwing away our trash, I hear the phone ring and walk to pick it up, not even checking the caller id. It's a habit which Kate hates. She says I should always check it, mainly so I don't answer one of the many spam calls we get.
"Hello," I speak into the receiver.
"Zac," my mother-in-law Becky's voice comes from the other side and I cringe internally at how grating it is. She is worse than Kate when it comes to talking.
I force a smile, thankful that she can't see me. "Hey, Becky. How is Kate?" I ask wondering if her flight has made it in yet. "I was wondering if she was going to call when she got to your house."
After my question, the phone goes silent and I almost think that Becky has hung up until I hear her clear her throat. "She isn't at my house Zac," she informs me sounding confused. "I wasn't even expecting her to come in for a visit. I was calling just to check up on her. I hadn't heard from her in a few days."
"Oh," I say as I go silent now. Kate isn't going to visit her mom which means she has lied to me about where she is. Fuck. "I..umm I'll let her know you called," I whisper before hanging up and moving to the floor. I'm in shock. All the typical signs of a cheater were there but why didn't I catch them.
My wife is cheating on me and I'm the last one to know it seems. Okay, well maybe not the last one to know because I highly doubt anyone else does too, including Natalie.
The moment I think of Natalie I feel guilty. Guilty for cheating with her and guilty for coming to my own conclusions on Kate. I have no right to be angry or hurt by Kate's actions, especially when I am in the same boat as her, yet I am. I am angry but I think I'm more hurt in this moment. I'm hurt that I'm apparently not good enough for her, especially since I have been trying for six almost seven years to be her perfect husband.
"Fuck," I whisper feeling tears stinging at my eyes as my heart shatters. I'm not a perfect husband and obviously I'm not the one who can satisfy her needs anymore, otherwise I would be. I would be satisfying her and not Natalie.
At the thought of Natalie, I stand up and reach for the phone again. I need a friend right now, someone I can vent too and with Taylor out in California with Nikki she is the only one I can think of. Dialing her number, I listen to the phone ring, becoming worried as the rings keep coming. I know it's late but there is no way she is in bed right now.
"Hello," a voice finally answers and I smile recognizing it as Natalie's.
"Hey," I say as I chew my lip. "It's umm me, Zac," I squeak feeling a bit nervous and shy right now. "C..can you come over?" I ask her as I feel tears wanting to come out again. "I could kind of use a friend. I know it's late but maybe you could get a sitter for the kids."
Hearing her sigh, I almost expect her to turn me down. "Okay," she agrees. "Are you okay?"
I laugh at her question, "Right now I am far from okay but I will tell you more when you get here," I say before I hang up.
After I hang up, I do my best not to break down as I go upstairs to get the kids ready for bed. I'm almost relieved there is no fighting or resistance on their parts and bedtime goes smoothly. Once I exit Junia's room after reading her, her bedtime story, I go downstairs to wait on Natalie.
Sitting on the couch I just rack my fingers through my hair. I'm still so hurt and bent up over Kate more than likely cheating on me. In this moment I can really say that I hate my wife. When I hear a knock at the door I stand up and walk over to the door.
Pulling it open I smile sadly when I see Natalie and I move aside so she can come in. "I..sorry, I just needed someone."
Natalie enters the house nervously and I shut the door behind her. "Where is Kate?" she asks as her eyebrow raises and she turns to look at me after she has sat down on the couch.
I sigh and walk over, sitting down beside her, "She had said she was going to her mom's, but Becky called earlier and said Kate wasn't there."
Natalie goes silent after my words as if she is thinking. It seems she too comes to the same conclusion I have because she just looks up and frowns, "And you think she is cheating?" she asks as she reaches over and moves some hair out of my eyes.
I just nod and look away from Natalie. "What else can I think?" I ask as she frown as well. "It's the only reason I can see for her being out of town. She went out of town and left me with the kids to fuck some random bastard."
"You know," Natalie speaks and pauses as if she is thinking over her words carefully. "If she is cheating you aren't any better than she is. I know it makes you mad and hurts you but you too are cheating, with me, her best friend," she says before laughing at the last part. "I'm not one to even lecture you right now on being mad because I was upset when I found out Taylor was really out of town with Nikki, but I am just saying that now, we don't have much of a right to judge anymore."
I chew my lip and wipe at my eyes after feeling a few more tears go down them. I know Natalie is right but this wound is just so fresh. At least with Taylor she has had years to get used to it. I have only had hours to get used to Kate cheating.
Before I can speak, I feel Natalie pull me into her and I just break down as my head rests in her neck. I feel so stupid for crying in front of her but she hasn't gone running yet. Maybe she is okay with a grown man crying on her neck.
"You'll be okay," Natalie reassures me as she rubs my back and I calm down some. I like having my back rubbed. It's one of those things that has been something I have liked since childhood. Anyone who rubs my back I instantly love.
I eventually stop crying but keep my head in her neck, my lips soon kissing her skin softly. I know my kids are just right upstairs but the temptation to kiss her neck is just there. It's so close and I can swear she is wearing just a bit of perfume. A scent I haven't smelt on her before.
"Zac," Natalie mutters but I hear a moan escape her mouth after she says my name. "W..we shouldn't. Your kids," she whispers as I feel her hands move to my chest and I expect her to push me away at any moment.
I just continue to kiss her neck, biting it playfully. "You'll have to be quite then," I tell her as my lips move up to meet hers. I didn't call her here for this, but really sex can help everything, especially getting me out of a funk.
Instead of pushing me away though, Natalie kisses me back and lays down on the couch, pulling me over her. The second I am over her, my hands are sliding up and under her dress, racing up to her bra, where I grab at her breast causing her to moan in my mouth.
I know she doesn't have long, seeing as her kids are with a sitter but hey, a quickie never hurt anyone and it helps men like me. Men with broken hearts.
Feeling her pull away and lift her dress off, throwing it down on my floor, I smirk and continue to grope at her breast as I lean down and kiss her again. I'm glad she is still wearing the red bra. If I could, I'd ask her to wear it every day, but I know I can't.
Moving my lips down her neck and chest, I push her bra cup down, and let my mouth go over her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth. I hear her moan again and move beneath, her movements causing me to get harder than what I was.
As I continue to suck on her breast, I feel her reach between us and undo my jeans, pushing them down along with my boxer-briefs and for the second time today, my dick is exposed to her.
Moving my mouth off her breast, I kiss down her stomach until I reach her panties and I slowly pull them down her legs my lips kissing down one of her legs, just above where her panties go as I move them downward. I can feel goosebumps forming on her legs as I do that and it just makes me smirk.
I know she has to be quite but it seems I am doing things to make her fail at that.
Moving back up, I look down at her as I position myself at her entrance. I make eye contact with her as I push inside of her wetness and let out a moan myself. I think I could get used to being inside her. My dick seems to be drawn to being inside of her in some form or another.
"Shit," Natalie moans out as her nails dig in my back and her eyes close, breaking any form of eye contact we have.
It's sick and twisted but a part of me wishes that Taylor were here to watch as I fuck his wife on my couch, as I bring her closer and closer to a climax that my ego tells me is probably better than any of the ones Taylor can give her.
Kissing her on the lips again, I pick up my pace and groan as I feel her nails going farther in my back, soon trailing down them. I'm sure I am going to have scratch marks for awhile so I can only hope Kate doesn't see my back when she comes back Monday.
As the thought of Kate, crosses my mind, I let my lips trail down to Natalie's neck, where I kiss and bite at her neck until I mark her. I know it's careless to do it but right now I am not thinking rationally. If I was, I highly doubt I'd be fucking Natalie on the couch while my kids sleep upstairs. I wouldn't be doing things to make her scream.
"You better find a way to cover that up," I whisper on her skin, before licking the mark softly. "Don't want your husband to find out what a naughty slut you have been while he was away," I smirk as I let my lips go back onto hers.
Feeling her walls start to clench around my dick, I soon reach my peak the same moment she reaches hers and I'm pretty sure it's one of the best feelings in the world. Kate and I have never once both had orgasms at the same time. Instead I am always trying to get her off first.
Falling against Natalie, I pull out of her but stay on top, my eyes closing as I catch my breath.
"I can't believe you marked me," Natalie says in between deep breaths. "I have never felt more like a dirty slut in my whole life."
I can't help but laugh and I open my eyes, "But you are a dirty slut Natalie Anne," I mutter as I kiss the mark I left and move up off her. "You are my dirty slut."
Natalie sits up and eyes me as she adjusts her bra cup and reaches for her panties. Before she can stand up to put her dress back on, a dringing sound comes from her purse and she grabs for it, pulling her phone out.
"Hello," she says into the receiver and I watch as her whole demeanor changes. "Oh, yes, I'm fine Taylor," she mutters forcing a smile on her face. "I...yes, the kids are asleep," she nods and I just shake my head and stand from the couching.
Finding my jeans and boxers, I head down the hall to the bathroom to take a quick shower. By the time I am done and come back to the living room in just a towel, I find Natalie gone, seeing a sheet of paper on the table. She said she was leaving and that she needed to get back to her kids. She had hopes that I was wrong about Kate.
Scrunching the paper up into a ball, I go upstairs, knowing I need to get some sleep. The sex with Natalie has brought me some comfort but I am sure the rest of the weekend will be hell.