Chapter 6: Argument

Ericka's POV

I couldn't wait to get home after my intense session with my sex therapist. The heat was not just from the summer sun; it was also the lingering excitement from the enlightening conversation about my sexuality. As I entered my house, I immediately headed to the bathroom to cool off and wash away the day.

Stepping into the shower, I felt the warm water cascading over my body, providing much-needed relief. I began to think about the session and how it made me feel more connected to my desires and needs. It was a liberating experience that I hadn't felt in a long time.

As I started undressing, I noticed a thick, wet liquid in my pants. My heart skipped a beat, and my mind raced with thoughts. I couldn't help but wonder if the sex therapist had somehow made me feel this way. It was an unfamiliar sensation, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and confusion.

I began to question if my feelings for my husband had been overshadowed by this newfound connection with my therapist. The thought was both exhilarating and unsettling. I couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal towards my husband.

Time skip

As I stepped out of the shower, I decided that tonight would be different. I wanted to rekindle the passion and excitement in my marriage by trying something new with my husband. I slipped into a sexy white nightdress that made me feel confident and alluring.

I eagerly waited for Marco to come home, hoping that the surprise would ignite the spark we once had. When he finally walked through the door, his eyes widened at the sight of me in our bedroom.

"Woah, babe! What's going on here?

"Let's try something new," I say.

"What do you mean, Ericka? We already talked about this matte.

"I've been seeing a thera-" I tried to insist,but he cuts me off.

"I'm not up for it."

His refusal to venture outside our comfort zone left me feeling frustrated and disappointed. I couldn't help but feel that he wasn't fully invested in our relationship or my pleasure.

I felt so disappointed and angry. I snapped at him, "How can you not care about my pleasure, Marco!? Don't you see how much I want this!?" He looked guilty and said sorry, but it wasn't enough.

In that moment, I couldn't stay any longer. I stormed out of our house into the pouring rain, wearing only my white nightdress. The cold droplets against my skin mirrored the emotional turmoil I felt inside. I needed space to process my feelings and figure out how to move forward in our relationship.

As I trudged through the rain-soaked streets at 11 p.m., I couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. With no one in sight, I yearned for a connection, but my phone remained at home. Just when I thought all hope was lost, I spotted a phone stand near

My heart raced with excitement as I quickly made my way to the stand. Grabbing the phone, I dialed a number, hoping he'd pick up and provide the comfort I needed in that moment.

As the call connected, I could hear his familiar voice on the other end.

"Thomas," I said with a trembling voice.

"Ericka, is this you?" he asked, concern creeping into her tone as she sensed the urgency in my voice.

Taking a deep breath, I poured my heart out to him, telling him about the night's events and how I felt about my marriage. He listened attentively, offering words of comfort and encouragement. His support gave me the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead in my relationship.

"Thanks, Thomas. I appreciate it. I'll try to keep my head up and make things work," I said.

"I know you can do it, Ericka! Stay strong, and don't forget to take care of yourself too," He said.You can come to my place too, you know, to spend the night. I'm worried, Ericka. It's dangerous outside for a girl like you.

"Don't worry, Thomas, I'll go back home. I just really need some time and space from Marco"

"Okay then,be careful, okay?

"Thank you again, Thomas," and then I hung up the call and decided to go back now as the rain stopped.

When I turned around, my eyes went wide in surprise.

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Earlier tonight

Someone's POV

I watched how Ericka approached her husband seductively with her sexy night dress. I can see her side from here; she doesn't have a bra. I can also see her nipple poking out, and I can already feel my dick throbbing hard because of this sight of her.

You should only do that to me.

But suddenly, they started to argue. I can't clearly hear what they are saying because I'm not near enough. Ericka shouted something about pleasure, and after that, she left their house.

Big mistake

I found myself smirking as I followed her from a safe distance.As the rain soaked us both, I couldn't help but notice Ericka's curves.

Fuck

Breaking all my dirty thoughts, she started to run to a phone stand, and she immediately called someone.

"Thomas," she said.

A guy?

Hearing her conversation with this Thomas guy on the phone, which seems she's happy to talk to, made my blood boil.

My eyes darkened and I stood behind her.

Hmm, do you think you can get away with all these wicked acts? Seducing your husband, parading around half-naked, and flirting with that Thomas guy on the phone? Well, tonight, you're going to pay for every single one of them, princess.