Her blonde hair and sexy body. Her beautiful eyes and sensual
lips. The way I get when she scrapes her nails down my back.
I watch her lay under the very thin silk sheet and her
breath is very even in her deep slumber.
It takes everything in me not to just take her into my
arms and take in every part of her.
But thats against the rules.
I sometimes just want to say screw the rules. Although
I know that deep down in my heart that these rules are very necessary.
She’s in love with my brother. I am in love with her daughter-in-law.
It can never be.
Sometimes I imagine that it isn’t Ivy but Gwen underneath
me as we passionately make love. I mean have sex.
This isn’t love. I never imagined love to be just meeting
in a hotel whenever possible to give each other physical pleasure.
I imagined love to be beautiful and meaningful but that
belief was ruined the day she got married.
I can’t help but think of the fact that I am sleeping with
a married woman. A very unhappily married woman.
In a way it’s sort of sad this situation we’ve put ourselves
in. We didn’t even plan it. I just saw her in that bar that night and we had sex.
Unspoken words have brought us back every time. I don’t
know how long this will last or when it will end. All I know is if I can’t experience real love at least I can
That is exactly what Ivy gives me. Undying pleasure and
satisfaction of hunger.
She rolls out of the bed and walks straight into the bathroom.
I always stare at the closed door wondering what she does in that bathroom.
Sighing, I stretch my body out on the rumpled bed. I’m
never tired after our affair it’s always a feeling of contentment. Like I was coming home to something that I never
thought would feel like home.
Slipping into my silk boxers, I look up as she walks out
of the bathroom. The amazing thing about her is that she looks just as sexy when she is fully clothed.
I nod at her giving her my smile that would hopefully convince
her to back come to my bed. She just gives a slight nod and without words she walks out the door.
I sit in the silent room for a little while and stare at
the closed door.
Standing up I get ready to hit the showers when I see her
golden watch laying on the night table.
A sly smile crept onto my face and I rush quickly to the
door flinging it open abruptly.
“Ivy!” I breathe. Why did she come back?
Before I could think another thought, she reaches up for
my face and forcefully brings her lips to mine. I’ve never kissed anyone so passionately.
Our lips explored each others and we quickly deepened this
kiss to get a true taste of each other.
She abruptly stops and gently takes her watch out of my
hand. She then turns on her heel and walks quickly down the hall into the elevator.
I continued to stand in the doorway of Room 266. We broke
our first rule.
“Same time and same place next week?” I ask to no one imparticular.
Well, things will be a little more different within the
walls of Room 266.
And damn it’s going to feel good.