"Esther is not my wife. My wife is here."

"Who? You mean your wife is this house? And you've not told me all along? Goodness. Get me out of here."

"Relax. There is nothing she can do." Bill added. Moving close.

"It doesn't matter. I don't wanna be a home a wrecker" Linda said. Checking around for a pass.

"Goodness! Linda. Can't you calm down for even a moment?" Bill asked impatiently

"Look Bill. I know you meant well and I'm really grateful but it's time for me to think straight on my own." Linda said she walked through the door only to have a hand pull her bank. Bill was holding her tight. She froze.

"Listen. You're here because I want you here and to me that's what matters. Does it mean nothing to you that I am here?"

"Bill, I understand your kindness. Thank you. I believe you've hosted me enough. It's time for me to go now." She insisted.

"Okay. I will drop you off then. If you allow me. Please." Bill asked in a tone that sounded so much like a plea to Linda.

"Okay. You'll drop me off." She gave in…

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"Okay, shall we eat first then?"

"Sure. I will help" Linda volunteered. Finally happy that they were on talking arms. Must be because he was hitting on her and he'd kissed his wife in her presence. So he was trying to make it up to her, or he was playing some game she could not understand well. Whatever it was, this family had secrets and from the look of things, she was about to be part of them.

"Look at me." Bill asked. Linda raised her eyes and looked at him. It was not looking at him that worried her. But what she found in his eyes when she did.

"Oh," She chuckled

"That's it" Bill said

"That's how you make me feel. What you see in my eyes." He added

"I am sorry." She said, trying to walk past him, only to realize he was still holding her hand. She could feel a burning sensation spread from his touch on her hands to rest of the body.

"What do you want?" She asked and chuckled. She was ready.

"This …" Bill mumbled, pulling her close to himself and covering her lips with his.

"I can't." Linda said, only to have Bill covering her lips with his again.

"Honey, don't say anything please…" He begged in a tone so sexy that it left her yearning for more. At the moment, she knew would give in to him, and there was no mistake.

Bill let his hand trace her hair while he chewed at her lips until she opened and let his tongue through. His other hand traced the opening of her dress above the knees and he pushed it upwards. Linda stood still at the contact. She could feel her skin burn even as the tips if his fingers touched his thighs.




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