Later that night, I was sitting out on Taylor and Natalie's porch getting high. I probably would have done it inside but I wasn't sure if Natalie was like Kate and hated pot to be smoked in her house.
Looking up when I hear the door open, I see Taylor coming out, a beer bottle in his hand. It seemed that was all Taylor had been doing for the past year. Getting drunk when he wasn't at the studio, though sometimes I swear he showed up to work drunk as well.
"I didn't know you were out here," Taylor slurs out as he comes to sit down next to me. "I had to get away from that nagging bitch inside," he growled referring to Natalie.
At the mention of Natalie I look down, "I'm sure she's not that bad," I shrug not liking how Taylor is talking about her.
Taylor just laughs, "Trust me, if she were your wife you'd be calling her a nagging bitch too," he informs me before taking another drink from his beer. "She doesn't want to have sex with me tonight. Keeps complaining that she is too tired," he spits out and I can see the anger on his face.
I try to keep from smirking as I bring the joint to my lips and take a drag. I'm sure the real reason she is saying no is because her ass is still sore from our little bathroom escapades this morning. "Maybe she is just really tired. Kate used to tell me that all the time."
Taylor shakes his head, "Kate was never tired, she was just sore from where she had been with me."
I blush at his words hoping he can't see me. "You think Natalie could be sore?" I ask as I look at him and raise an eyebrow. "Do you think she actually had time today to cheat on you?"
"Hell yeah I think that," Taylor answers me and I roll my eyes, taking another hit from the joint. "I don't even know why she is fucking Isaac," he spits out harshly and I notice a sadness in his eyes that shocks me. "He's my brother and I've always told her I don't want her having sex with my brothers."
Trying to keep a straight face as Taylor mentioned Isaac, I just finished the joint and sighed, "I'm sure Natalie has her reasons for cheating but I'm not sure she'd go and have sex with Isaac," I whisper as I run a hand through my hair.
I hadn't know about him telling Natalie that she couldn't have sex with his brothers and now I feel guilty. Maybe I should just stop this thing with Natalie before it goes too far, though I feel like on my part it already has.
"If it's not Isaac who else could it be Zac?" Taylor asks as he raises the bottle to his lips again and takes a swig. "I mean this guy smells like Isaac and fuck the only other guy she knows who smells the same as Isaac is you," he speaks so softly as he looks at me and shakes his head. "But I trust you. You wouldn't hurt me like that, even if I hurt you."
Keeping my gaze away from Taylor's, I just feel so surprised that he hasn't figured it out. If I'm the only other person she knows who smells like Isaac then do your math already. I'm also again left feeling guilty with Taylor's admission of trusting me. I half want to tell him he shouldn't trust me. That I'd like to steal his wife from him and make love to her tonight even if she is supposedly tired.
Biting my lip, I sigh and look at him, "I'm glad you trust me," I say honestly. I am glad he trusts me but it makes me feel so damn guilty at the same time and it also makes me want to call off this thing with Natalie again.
"You are a good brother Zac," Taylor smiles and his blue eyes light up some. "And Natalie despite her faults and nagging is a good wife. I don't deserve her but I'm glad I have her. I don't think I could ever lose her to anyone."
I bite my lip again and stand up, "You won't," I reassure him as I turn to stand up and leave him out on the porch.
Making my way to the guest bedroom, I stop when I find Natalie sitting on the bed and looking at me. She's in nothing but a pair of black lacy panties and a matching bra.
"What the hell?" I ask her as I shut and lock the door behind me. The last thing I need is for Taylor to see this scene. He would flip his shit and I'm sure it would ruin any trust he still has in me. I'm not sure I want to lose that trust though.
Natalie just gives me a mischievous grin, "I wanted you again," she confesses as she locks eyes with me. The moment our eyes connect I'm not sure if I can tell her no.
Sitting down beside her on the bed, I turn her head and pull her into a brief kiss, "Taylor trusts me, you know," I tell her after I pull away from the kiss. "He doesn't think I'd sleep with you."
"He told you that?" she asks though she isn't surprised by it, which makes me think she knew that already. I wonder if she knew it when she agreed to have an affair with me?
I nod and look away from her, "Did you know he trusted me before we had the affair?" I ask almost afraid of her answer, but her not being surprised about it almost seems like I have my answer anyway.
"Yeah, I knew it," Natalie confirms as she looks away from me as well. "I think that's part of the reason why I agreed, because he trusted you and you proved that he shouldn't have trusted you so much," she sighs and I look back watching her run a hand through her hair. It's the first time I notice she has removed her wedding band.
Looking down I swallow a lump in my throat, wondering why her admission has hurt me and made me feel so used, "You are twisted," I spit out my voice becoming harsh and mean towards her. "You used me just because Taylor trusted me."
Natalie frowns as she shakes her head, "That's what you think?" she asks as she stands from the bed. "That I am using you? That I started off using you," she whispers and I see tears stinging her eyes.
"Aren't you using me!" I yell out not caring if Taylor is anywhere upstairs and can hear me. "Why else would you want to have sex with me? Why would anyone want me? Hell my own wife wanted Taylor," I mutter as I look away from her and feel tears going down my cheeks.
"Kate never wanted me," I frown as I wipe my eyes but keep my gaze off her. "I mean she wanted Isaac first and couldn't have him so she settled for me, and yet I wasn't enough. You, you are Taylor's wife and I'm never going to be more to you."
I feel Natalie sit on my lap and she reaches out for my chin, making me look up at her, "You need to stop downing yourself," she frowns as she shakes her head. "I'm not using you Zac, not because of Taylor. I'm with you because you satisfy all of my needs, you satisfy them better than Taylor," she smiles as she leans in and pecks my lips.
I wish I could believe her but I'm finding it hard to do. It's hard to believe she wasn't using me or that she still isn't. "Can you just leave?" I ask her as I look into her eyes. "I just need to be alone," I frown.
Natalie nods her head and moves from my lap. I watch as she bends down to get her clothes and get dressed again, before leaving the room.
After she is gone, I fall back on the bed and start crying harder. All of the emotions I have been holding in since finding out Kate cheated on me coming out. I may not love her but it still hurts and I just want it to stop.
I also wish I hadn't found out Natalie knew that Taylor trusted me and I wish Taylor hadn't told me. I'm a bad brother and I was a bad husband and hell one day I might even be a bad father to Shepherd and Junia and this third baby if it is mine.
Closing my eyes, I just let myself drift off into a restless sleep. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The next few days after the conversation with Taylor and the one with Natalie, I spend getting high and or drunk. It's during one of those days that I run into Bethany again and in a drunken haze, I agree to take her back to Taylor and Natalie's for another round of some fun.
"Now, you need to be quite," I whisper to her as we make our way up the stairs, holding onto each other the whole way. I'm sure if we hadn't one of us probably would have fallen on our asses which would have caused noise and woke up my brother and his wife.
"Trust me, I can be as quite as possible," Bethany whispers back as we make it to my room and I pull her inside.
Shutting the door behind us, I don't even bother to lock it. I just kiss her and walk over to the bed, my hand already working it's way up her shirt as we fall onto the bed. "I think I wanna tie you up," I mutter into her mouth before pulling away and freeing her of her shirt and bra.
My eyes scan her chest and I lean down to place soft kisses on her breast. I may really like them.
Bethany just moans out, "Do whatever you want to me Zachary," she smirks apparently remembering that I like to be called that.
Hearing her, I stand from the bed and go over to the suitcase Kate had packed finding two ties. Going back over to her, I grab each of her hands and tie them up, making sure they are tight. I don't want this bitch to get untied.
"I think you need to be punished," I tell her as I watch her smirk. "You did a naught thing by releasing naked pictures of me," I inform her as I take her skirt off slowly and spread her legs apart. I get harder seeing the wet spot already forming on her panties.
"How do you plan on punishing me?" she asks eagerly as she eyes me as I take her panties off, leaving her naked in front of me.
I just wink at her and get between her legs, my tongue flicking against the flesh there, feeling her move as I do so.
"Zachary," Bethany groans out and I feel her move some more. This just makes me flick my tongue against her again, slowly letting it go inside of her and up to her clit which I suck on. This gets her to say every cuss word imaginable and fuck my dick is getting even tighter in my jeans as I hear her curse.
Hearing her curse just makes me keep sucking on her clit as I add a finger inside of. I want to get her good and worked up before we have sex again. I want to make her beg for it.
Looking up as I continue my job between her legs, I see her eyes closing and her wrists moving against the ties that keep her pinned to the bed. "Zachary...fuck...your tongue," she moans out as her head falls back.
I get a satisfaction out of knowing I can please her this good, maybe just maybe someone can want me after all.
"You ready for more?" I ask as I move my head away and peel my shirt off, seeing her eyes open and she eyes me, her body moving as she whimpers. "I need you to beg me for more," I smirk, undoing my jeans and slipping out of them and my boxer briefs. My cock still aching as I move up and let it rest against her wet opening. "Beg me like the slut you are."
Bethany just grins and does as I told her too. She is so good at begging me that it doesn't take her long to get what she is begging for. The moment I slip inside of her though I stay still, wanting to tease her and make her whimper.
"Zachary," Bethany finally whimpers out and I smirk. I could get used to her saying my name like that. "Fuck me already."
"Are you sure you want that?" I ask as I finally start to move my hips, going slow. "Are you sure you want to be fucked?"
She just nods her head and I grin, leaning down to kiss her on the lips as I close my eyes, Natalie's face coming into view. The moment I see Natalie in my head, I go faster, hearing the bed move as I do. It's so loud that I'm sure if Taylor and Natale are up they could hear it.
"Fuck," I grunt as I pull away and look at her. "Fuck you are so good," I whisper.
She giggles and looks into my eyes, her wrists moving against the ties again, "You know, you can call me Natalie again when you come."
Hearing her I smirk and nod, my thrusts getting harder as I go deeper inside of her. I can feel my end coming and when it does, I do call her Natalie again, like she said I could do.
When she finishes, I move off her and off the bed as well, undoing her wrists, "You know, you can take more naked of pictures of me, but this time keep them for yourself," I smirk as I go to put the ties back in the suitcase.
While I am there, I find a vest and slip it on, "In fact, take a picture of me in this."
"Are you serious?" she asks as she sits up and shakes her wrist out some. "You really want me to take a picture of you in that vest and nothing else?"
I nod and watch as she stands from the bed, going to her purse and fishing out a cell phone. Once she has it she turns it on and sits down on the bed, snapping a few pictures of me.
Once I know she is done, I take the vest off and climb into bed, patting the spot beside me, "Stay with me tonight," I tell her, almost begging. Sometimes I just miss sleeping next to someone, and with her, I can almost pretend she is Natalie.
Bethany just grins and slides right in next to me, which makes me smile. Putting my arm around her waist I pull her close and close my eyes, drifting off into the first peaceful sleep I have had in days.