Sudden Devotion (21 page)

Peter remembered feeling a sense of hazy fascination at the sight in front of him, as if he was watching it and not involved in it. Both Donna and Claudia had come so many times, the sheets were soaked with their juices. Claudia’s behavior was not a surprise, but Donna’s sure had been. Peter recalled thinking how fucking gorgeous she looked when she was taking him in from behind. She had reached around and stuck her finger in her tight little hole and begged him to fuck her there. No one had been surprised when Claudia had produced a bottle of lubricant that had been in her purse. Although they never discussed it, Peter knew they all realized at that moment that Claudia had planned the seduction.

He shuddered when he remembered the sensation of when he first entered Donna’s tight little ass. It was intoxicating. He had never taken his wife there, or any woman for that matter. He had never even tried to. He had figured it would be demeaning to them. But, when Donna willingly let him fuck her there, well, he had to admit that that was where his true betrayal had lain. Up until that point, he knew he had cheated on his wife. He knew it even though he knew he couldn’t stop himself. Because now he realized this one time wouldn’t be it. He knew he would have to have Donna again.

It wasn’t until later when Claudia begged for it, too, while she was sucking on George’s cock, did Peter realize that it wasn’t just Donna he wanted, but both of them. He had not only cheated on his wife in the physical sense. But now it was emotional, because as sure as he knew how wrong it was, he also knew it would happen again.

Peter was startled out of his thoughts by his wife’s voice. “Peter? What are you doing?”

He hadn’t realized it, but in one hand he held the small picture of his wife in her wedding dress, and the other he had fisted around his stone hardened cock. He wanted to laugh at the contradiction of the sight. He had been jacking himself off to the memory of an orgy as he held a picture of his wife that spoke volumes of his love for her and the vows that he made to her.

“Peter, why are you looking at me like that?” she asked him curiously.

His eyes glinted in her direction as he smiled. They never did anything very adventurous. Sure he always touched her and made sure it was good for her. But, it was always so normal. It was always in a bed, and she was never on top. He loved her, and it was always amazing when they made love. But he wondered now as he watched her nipples harden under the thin layer of fabric if their lack of adventure had something to do with the illicit acts that went on when the group of them got together. What would it be like to take his wife in a less than ‘normal’ way, he wondered?

“Peter, please. You’re embarrassing me.” Her face visibly flushed at the sight of his arousal.

Peter set the picture down and held his free hand out to her. “Daniella. You are so beautiful, honey. Do you have any idea how much I love you?”

She was now standing before him, and he could feel her body trembling when he took her hand. “Peter, have you ever…I mean, the kids are out of the house now. So, I was wondering if…”

Peter slid his hand under her nightshirt and rasped his thumb over her sensitized nipple. “Yes. I have thought about trying new things, too. But I never wanted to…I didn’t want you to feel as though I thought less of you, or I didn’t love you just as much as before.” He gently massaged her breast until he could tell she was aching with need for more.

“Peter. Can we…” She licked her lips as she tried to form the words. “We’ve never had…oh, gosh. I’m talking about oral sex, Peter. We’ve never done that. Have you wanted to? Because, I was wondering what it might be like.”

Peter released his cock and stood up. Framing her face in his hands, he kissed her passionately. “We will tonight, honey. Take everything off and get on the desk.”

He started to undress and wanted to add, ‘And always remember how much I love you,’ because he knew that things were escalating. He had a bad feeling about Claudia. The others had been right when they said she was getting out of hand. Soon, he would lose his wife to the secret he kept.

He hadn’t even remembered Claudia taking the pictures that she so frequently held over their head, but yet, he had seen copies of them. As he watched his beautiful Daniella lay before him and he knelt down in front of her, he felt a tear escape his eye. “Sweet Daniella. I love you,” he whispered as he took her with his mouth.

He loved the sweetness of her that he couldn’t believe he was tasting for the first time. He felt more tears escape and mix with the wetness of her aching core. This might be the last time he has to love her. The last time she would let him touch her. He had to make it last. He had to make it good for her. She deserved so much better than the past four years of lies he had given her.

He felt her orgasm wash over her body as it flooded him. He began to silently sob as he lapped up the remainder of her climax. His heart ached for her. He knew it would be over soon. He would miss her so much when she left him. He would be lost without her.

Chapter Sixteen

Donna and George sat across from Peter and waited for Theo to arrive. Donna was nervously fidgeting with her hands as George’s foot bounced erratically. They both looked at each other and then Peter. They didn’t say a word, but they knew something was wrong. Peter looked worried. No, more than worried, he looked sad. Nothing ever frazzled Peter. The fact that he was bothered and that he called this meeting only added to their anxiety.

“What’s taking him so long?” Donna brought her hand to her mouth and began chewing on a hang nail.

And as if summoned by her question, Theo rounded the corner and entered the office. He had just gotten back from court and looked winded. He had been about to complain for being summoned here when he was starving and wanted to grab a bite, but one look at the grim faces in the office, and he quickly shut his mouth.

He closed the door and sat in one of the chairs. “What’s wrong?”

They all looked to Peter and waited. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. The silence seemed to go on forever when Peter finally spoke. “We have a problem.”

“Shit! I knew it. What did she do?” Theo snapped.

George and Donna cringed when Theo shouted at Peter. But Peter did not even flinch. He turned to Donna, “she called you last night didn’t she?”

Donna’s face turned pale white, and she nodded. “It wasn’t the first time. I just started turning the ringer off before I go to bed at night. She seems to…her problems don’t seem to come until after midnight.”

George and Theo looked at each other. “What are you talking about? What’s going on?” George demanded.

Peter steepled his hands together as he rocked back in his chair. “She called me last night after one o’clock. With Daniella lying next to me, I had to listen to her demand that I go to her.” Peter shook his head in disgust before turning to Donna. “I don’t mean to scare you. But I think she may be obsessed with you.”

Donna asked fearfully. “Why? Why do you say that?”

George placed his hand on Donna’s shoulder. “You must have seen how transfixed she gets on you.”

Donna shook her head. “I love Colby. He’s my whole life. If she…”

“Now before you panic, we need to discuss our options. What few we have. Her obvious fixation is you. You are the nucleus to her desires. Even when we are involved,” Peter motioned with his hands indicating the three men, “her primary focus is always only on you. If it wasn’t for her constant fascination with being fucked in the ass, she would have no use for us at all.” Peter stilled when he saw the tears fall from Donna’s face.

She rose from her chair and walked to the window. Looking out over the city, she began to sob.

The three men sat there in silence. Peter knew they all felt some level of remorse for their actions. They had all enticed her to get in bed that night with Claudia just as much as Claudia had. They had let their own stupid fantasy of seeing two women together cloud their better judgment. And now, she was suffering for it.

“Donna.” Theo came up behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“What’s wrong with me? I’m no better than her.” She turned to face Peter now. “You said it yourself. It’s a fascination, an obsession.” Tears started to flow freely of their own accord. “I’ve never even. God, I’ve never even let Colby do that. But, I turn into a cheap and filthy whore whenever…”

“No! Stop that. Stop that right now!” Peter demanded. “Oh hell, Donna, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have worded it like that. You’re nothing like her. We know how hard it is for you every time we’re together.” Peter came to her and put his arms around her. “We know how much you love Colby. We understand because we’re all in the same situation.”

George broke his silence and spoke, “He’s right Donna. I think we all know that if she hadn’t have confronted us with those pictures after the first time, it never would have happened again.”

Theo and George followed Peter’s lead and went to Donna, wrapping their arms around her.

Donna stood there by the window. She was surrounded by three men who she had let fuck her so many times over the past four years. Three men who had taken her body and used it for her pleasure, as well as their own. It was primal and animalistic, the way she let them have her over and over again. She could feel nothing but shame. Shame and remorse for her marriage that would soon be destroyed because of her inability to just say no.

“We’re going to lose everything, aren’t we?” she asked the men.

They each surrounded her with their warmth. “We might, but there is one option,” Theo said.

George and Peter looked at him then. “What can we do?” George asked.

“The only thing we can do. We’re going to have to come clean. I know Marci will leave me. I know she’ll take the kids, and I’ll be left with nothing but I can’t…” Theo stopped talking.

Donna knew that he was feeling the same pain she was, the pain that was cutting right through to each and every one of their very souls.

* * * *

Mitch looked up from his desk when Sara walked in. “Hey beautiful.”

Sara quickly closed the door. “Mitch, someone could hear you.” She set down the mug of coffee in front of him and kissed him on the cheek.

He smirked at her. “Yeah, no one’s figured out we’re a couple yet. They’re all completely clueless.”

“Stop. I just thought you could use some more coffee. How’s trial prep coming?” she asked as she began massaging his shoulders.

“Mmm, that feels good. It’s okay, I guess. We’ll be ready. I just hate all this last minute document preparation. It’s so tedious. And I’d much rather be at home with you.” He leaned his head back and gave her an upside-down kiss.

“Interesting.” Alan stood in the doorway.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Alan. I’ll get out of your way now and let you two get back to work.” She all but ran out of the office.

“Was it something I said?” Alan asked Mitch as he sat down across from him.

“No, we just haven’t had much time together lately. She feels guilty for trying to steal a few minutes here and there when we’re at the office.” Mitch winced when he burned his tongue on the scalding coffee.

“Did you see what was going on at the other side of the office this morning?” Alan asked as he got up to close the door.

“No, what? Is Claudia up to something again?” Mitch cringed at the thought.

“I don’t know. But something’s off. George, Theo, and Donna are all in Peter’s office with the door closed, and none of them look happy. I walked past the door earlier and heard Donna crying. She said something about obsession and her husband. I couldn’t really hear her. I wasn’t going to stand on the other side of the door and listen. But something’s definitely wrong.” He took a drink of his coffee and shook his head. “Whatever it is, it’s real bad. I can feel it.”

“I got the same feeling yesterday. They all acted like they were afraid of Claudia.” Mitch’s head tilted as he thought of something. “You don’t think, I mean the rumor is that they’ve screwed around with her, even in the office, from what I understand. But you don’t think that she has pictures of them, do you? Maybe that’s why they acted that way.”

Alan thought about it for a minute and then shook his head. “No, I mean, I see your point, but what would Donna have to do with it? I mean, what would be her connection? No, it just doesn’t add up. I’ll tell you one thing, though. I am damn glad I love my wife enough to say no. Because that woman is t-r-o-u-b-l-e, trouble.”

“You can say that again. The best decision I ever made was turning her down.” Mitch swallowed his coffee over his scaled tongue.

“Really. The best?” Alan quirked his brows at him.

Mitch, understanding the underlying question, raised his mug to the man. “You’re right. The smartest thing I ever did was seduce that pretty little secretary named Sara. Now that I’ve gotten her to fall in love with me, I just have to convince her to marry me.”

Alan had been taking a drink and ended up spitting it out all over Mitch. It wasn’t for effect, or humor. He had truly been shocked by Mitch’s declaration. “Married?”

Mitch looked down at his coffee-soaked desk and back up at Alan. “I believe when I said it, there was a lot less spitting involved. But yeah, married. I love her. I hardly see the point in waiting a year or two when it’s already so right.”