Chapter 1
As Sabrina opened the front door of the house that she and her fiancé Oliver had just purchased, she knew something was wrong. Oliver was not due home for another couple of hours, yet his black Ford Mustang was parked in their driveway. Strange indeed, considering the fact that he never came home early. His worked trumped everything else in his life, while his friends and family came second. Sadly, his fiancée, Sabrina was always the last thing on his priority list. Although she was hurt and upset by his constant lack of concern for her, the love that she had for him forced her to overlook his flaws.
She had gotten off work early to prepare a special surprise anniversary dinner for him.
Her arms were full with several large, heavy, bags of groceries, which she deposited on the kitchen table. She rarely had time to cook a nice, extravagant meal. Normally they would order some fast food, or go out to a restaurant for dinner. However tonight was extra special and apart from the gourmet dinner she was about to prepare, she had bought a sexy, naughty maid costume at the adult store. She would have dinner on the table with red wine, and she would walk in wearing nothing but a short black and white apron with tiny straps covering only the tips of her nipples."
If he's home, where is he? She peered into the den. Normally when home he would be on the computer reading emails or playing online games. He wasn't there. Upstairs she could hear something, movement. Oliver. She jogged up the short flight of stairs to the second floor. The master bedroom was directly in front of her with the door shut. So strange. She reach out, turned the knob and flung it open.
“What the Hell!” was the first thing that escaped her lips as she saw Oliver’s naked body slamming over and over into an unknown female on their bed!
Oliver panicked and hurriedly removed his erect dick from this woman’s pussy. His short, stout dick stood at attention as he searched the floor for his jeans. Sabrina could see the woman’s face clearly now, she looked like she was barely twenty. She had a petite, slender figure, with firm round breasts. She too had sprung off the bed began to put on her clothes
"Listen, Sabrina, I can explain," he snatched his white t-shirt from the floor as he took several strides towards her.
Sabrina ignored Oliver. Her interest was on the woman. Who the fuck is she? She intended to find out!
She took a step towards the woman, fire in her eyes. Someone was going to get physically hurt today, her money was on the tramp in the green dress.
How dare she! How dare he!
She felt his hand on her arm, attempting to hold her back. Turning her rage onto him, she jerked her arm out of his grasp. "I'll deal with you later!" she spat, venom in her tone.
Cheating bastard!
She attempted to move toward the woman once more.
Oliver grabbed at her arm a second time.
Spinning around to face him, she did something that she had never done in her lifetime. Her fist drew back and connected with the right side of his face. He released her arm and took a couple of steps back, his hand rubbing his jaw. A small trickle of blood trailed its way down the side of his lip. He looked at her, shocked.
The woman in the green dress took the opportunity to scurry her way around the couple, and with her shoes dangling in from her hand she practically leaped down the stairs. Sabrina watched her as she disappeared down the stairs and out of sight.
Seconds later, she heard the front door open and close.
That took care of one of her problems.
Sabrina took a few strides toward Oliver until she was about a foot away from him. A single tear trickled down her cheeks and she sniffed, she refused to breakdown in front of him. This was the ultimate betrayal and she just wanted him gone, out of her house, and out of her life. “How could you, do this to me. How could you? Get out!" she shrieked with the sound of hurt in her voice. Her body vibrated with the
As Sabrina opened the front door of the house that she and her fiancé Oliver had just purchased, she knew something was wrong. Oliver was not due home for another couple of hours, yet his black Ford Mustang was parked in their driveway. Strange indeed, considering the fact that he never came home early. His worked trumped everything else in his life, while his friends and family came second. Sadly, his fiancée, Sabrina was always the last thing on his priority list. Although she was hurt and upset by his constant lack of concern for her, the love that she had for him forced her to overlook his flaws.
She had gotten off work early to prepare a special surprise anniversary dinner for him.
Her arms were full with several large, heavy, bags of groceries, which she deposited on the kitchen table. She rarely had time to cook a nice, extravagant meal. Normally they would order some fast food, or go out to a restaurant for dinner. However tonight was extra special and apart from the gourmet dinner she was about to prepare, she had bought a sexy, naughty maid costume at the adult store. She would have dinner on the table with red wine, and she would walk in wearing nothing but a short black and white apron with tiny straps covering only the tips of her nipples."
If he's home, where is he? She peered into the den. Normally when home he would be on the computer reading emails or playing online games. He wasn't there. Upstairs she could hear something, movement. Oliver. She jogged up the short flight of stairs to the second floor. The master bedroom was directly in front of her with the door shut. So strange. She reach out, turned the knob and flung it open.
“What the Hell!” was the first thing that escaped her lips as she saw Oliver’s naked body slamming over and over into an unknown female on their bed!
Oliver panicked and hurriedly removed his erect dick from this woman’s pussy. His short, stout dick stood at attention as he searched the floor for his jeans. Sabrina could see the woman’s face clearly now, she looked like she was barely twenty. She had a petite, slender figure, with firm round breasts. She too had sprung off the bed began to put on her clothes
"Listen, Sabrina, I can explain," he snatched his white t-shirt from the floor as he took several strides towards her.
Sabrina ignored Oliver. Her interest was on the woman. Who the fuck is she? She intended to find out!
She took a step towards the woman, fire in her eyes. Someone was going to get physically hurt today, her money was on the tramp in the green dress.
How dare she! How dare he!
She felt his hand on her arm, attempting to hold her back. Turning her rage onto him, she jerked her arm out of his grasp. "I'll deal with you later!" she spat, venom in her tone.
Cheating bastard!
She attempted to move toward the woman once more.
Oliver grabbed at her arm a second time.
Spinning around to face him, she did something that she had never done in her lifetime. Her fist drew back and connected with the right side of his face. He released her arm and took a couple of steps back, his hand rubbing his jaw. A small trickle of blood trailed its way down the side of his lip. He looked at her, shocked.
The woman in the green dress took the opportunity to scurry her way around the couple, and with her shoes dangling in from her hand she practically leaped down the stairs. Sabrina watched her as she disappeared down the stairs and out of sight.
Seconds later, she heard the front door open and close.
That took care of one of her problems.
Sabrina took a few strides toward Oliver until she was about a foot away from him. A single tear trickled down her cheeks and she sniffed, she refused to breakdown in front of him. This was the ultimate betrayal and she just wanted him gone, out of her house, and out of her life. “How could you, do this to me. How could you? Get out!" she shrieked with the sound of hurt in her voice. Her body vibrated with the
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