"Why are you always in a rush Chris?"

Without answering her question, I fastened my belt around my waist. She grabbed the buckle and tried to loosen it. Gripping her wrist with my hands, I pinned her up against the wall. She smiled. She leaned forward to kiss me. I moved my head out of the way just in time and walked into the bathroom to throw out the used condom. I knew she was right behind me.

"Just stay a little bit longer," she pleaded.

"You know I can't. I don't know why you act like this every time I come over." 

I brushed past her and plopped down on the bed. My body sunk right into the mattress. As tired as I was, I could lay down and go to sleep. I closed my eyes for a second and that's when I felt her small hands on my shoulders. She began to massage me. I shrugged her off and leaned forward to put on my shoes. I tried my best not to look at her. She manipulated me too many times before.

"I'll be back in a few days," I said as I walked towards the front door.

"But Chris..." she yelled.

She grabbed my arm and planted her soft lips on mine. Her tongue did its best to pry my mouth open but I wouldn't allow it.

"Kiss me," she whispered. The sweet smell of her breath made it tempting.

"No!"

"Why?"

"I have to go, Kim."

Slowly she moved in on me, kissing my neck then stopping at my lips. I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck.

"Kiss me," she demanded.

I grabbed her by her waist and did as I was told. Our tongues connected and wrestled as if we were fighting for control. Pulling me by my arm, she directed me to the bed and pushed me down on my back. I watched as she danced to her own beat and took off her clothes piece by piece. I admired every inch of her. The bright lights made her caramel complexion glow. The tattoos covering her skin made her even sexier, wanting to know the story behind them all. I smiled as she ran her fingers through her short red hair and licked her lips as if she wanted to devour me. I felt my temperature rise as she stood before me naked, daring me to look away. I signaled for her to do a 360. She was perfect. As I unbuttoned my shirt getting ready to go another round, my cell phone rang. I quickly rejected the call.

"I gotta go,"  I said as I stood up.

She threw on a robe and met me at the door. She didn't say a word but her facial expression said it all.

"You know my situation.." 

"Yeah,"  her voice was dry.

I could see the tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Are we ok then?" I asked as I lifted her head with my finger.

She nodded, her eyes avoiding mine.

I kissed her on the cheek and made my way to my car. I could feel her watching me. For a second I felt bad, but I wouldn't be doing this if she didn't tell me that she could handle it.

Before I got into the car, I looked back at the door. She forced a smile, but I could tell she was hurting. I knew this had to end sooner than later.

I turned up the radio as I backed out of the driveway. An elderly man was out watering his grass. He waved at me and I did the same. I've seen him a few times before. I wonder if he thought Kim and I were together. I shook the thoughts from my head and pulled out my cell phone to return the missed call. I took a deep breath as I waited for the phone to ring.

"Baby, what's up?" I asked.

"Turn that music down, I can't hear you!" she yelled.

I turned the radio off.

"Sorry I missed your call, the music was up too loud. Everything ok?"

She sucked her teeth, "you were supposed to be home hours ago, I was worried about you."

"I got held up at the shop baby, you know how that goes."

"I just wanted to spend some time with you, I work tomorrow night."

"Well I'm pretty tired but-"

"But what? You're too tired to spend time with your wife?"

Damn. I always seemed to say the wrong things.

"That's not what I meant. Are you hungry? I can pick something up and we can just cuddle and watch a movie," I said quickly.

"I already ate!"

She hung up the phone. I looked at the time displayed on the radio. It was a little after eight. I didn't realize how late it was. Today was my early day at work and she knew that. I told myself that I was only going to be at Kim's house for an hour but when I'm with her I lose track of time.

I called the shop to establish an alibi, but the machine picked up. I had hoped since she already spoke to me, she wouldn't go as far as to call my job, however, I didn't put it past her. I remember catching her tailing me one day after work to make sure I went straight home. I never told her that I saw her. That was before Kim and I met, but I just can't stand her checking my whereabouts all the time. She had a faithful man at one point, and she pushed me away with her assumptions. I knew this wasn't a valid excuse and I plan to get right soon, especially with Kim getting too attached now.

I took my time driving home. Kim lived about a half an hour away and I planned to make it longer tonight. A couple of people even beeped their horns at me for driving too slow. I didn't care. If they knew my wife they would understand. 

I pulled up to the house and sat in the drive way for a few minutes. I parked behind her black Infiniti. The new tag was still on. From the outside looking in, people would probably question her reasons for being with me. My wife Vanessa was beautiful, ambitious, and felt the need to reward herself for her hard work and I had no problem with that. As for me, I drove a 97' Ford pickup truck and as long as it got me from point A to point B I was content. Some would say that I look rough around the edges, and though I have a side of me that can be intimidating, I'm far from what others perceive me as.

We lived comfortably, but I always wanted to provide more for my family. I figured I could do this once I opened my own shop and made a name for myself. I never had a problem making less than Vanessa, I just hated the fact that I couldn't buy her what she deserved. If I did have the money for it, it all went to waste because she would get impatient and buy it on her own.

I pulled a mirror out of my glove compartment and made sure I looked presentable before I went inside. It was a gift from Kim. She always told me she didn't want me to get caught because she knew if I did, then that would mean it was over between us.

I got out of the car and walked towards the front door. I fumbled the keys before I could unlock it. I knew I was in for it.