The Unholy Matrimony - Chapter 6
Almost 8 pm, Phoebe was busy getting dressed for the party and she called Hunter from the other room, "Would you help me with the zipper!" Phoebe chosen to wear the purple laced body-hugging silk dress showing a bit of her impressive cleavage. Hunter walked in and stopped dead at the sight of his beautiful wife.
He approached her slowly and pulled
the dress zipper up caressing her skin and Phoebe shivered. He nipped at her
shoulder working his way to her neck and Phoebe backed away from him.
"Don't you dare!" she warned softly.
Hunter leaned over the wall, never
taking his eyes of her, "You know that you had awakened something in
me?" He studied her expression and figure.
Phoebe continued putting on her
earrings. She turned to him and noticed that there's something very weird and
chilling about his expression tonight. There's lust played in his feral eyes
and she felt intrigued.
"Are you alright?"She
asked.
"I'll wait for you downstairs. It’s
not safe for me to stay here in your room though," he claimed. He went
downstairs and disappeared into the corner.
Phoebe followed him afterwards and
both climbed into the car and head towards the Museum of Fine Arts, ready to
blow off some steam.
Finally the moment she'd been
waiting for had arrived. The museum was decorated to perfection. Champagne
flowing and she spotted at least few celebrities in the group of well-dressed partiers.
Hunter took her hands and led her towards the crowds of few notable business
partners.
"Hi, Mr. Valentine. We thought
you couldn't make it!" exclaimed the old guy with dark beard as Hunter put
his hand on his shoulder.
"I know I had few things to
settle at home." he lied.
"Why don't you introduce us to
your beautiful wife?" the younger business partner suggested.
Phoebe offered her handshake,
"I'm Phoebe, Hunter's wife!"
"You lucky dude, how did you
snatched such beautiful specimen?" another old guy interrupted.
"We'd known each other way
back," Hunter lied shakily.
Phoebe excused herself from the
crowded and headed towards the balcony. On her way there she bumped face to
face into her ex-flame, Lionel. They'd been dating for 2 years since completing
college and suddenly she caught him red-handed on bed with her worst enemy in
college. She dumped him and vowed to make any man's life that crossed her path
miserable.
"What are you doing here!"
she asked angrily.
"What a pleasant surprise, I
never thought that I could have met you again.” he replied. He tried to hold
her but she pushed him away. "What's wrong?"
Phoebe smirked in disgust, "You
lying bastard. I shouldn't have trust you as a man!" Phoebe pushed her way
but he grabbed her wrist and turned her back facing him. "You slept with
someone else we're still dating. What kind of man are you?"
Just when the conversation heating
up, his wife who was Phoebe's worst enemy Janet approached them. "Is there
any problem?" she asked.
He lied, "Nothing, I just
talking to Phoebe here."
She confused, "Phoebe? Isn’t
she the one that you dumped?"
Phoebe added, "I'm the one who
dumped him."
The next thing she knew, Hunter was
already there searching for her and he came to stand next to her. "Is there
any problem here, darling?" He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Oh, Mr. Valentine. You are my
idol!" Janet suddenly changed her behavior. She was equally surprised to
know that Hunter was Phoebe's husband.
Lionel dragged his wife away from
there and disappeared into the crowd. Phoebe sniffled a moan, "Thank you
for covering me up."
"Who's the guy?" Hunter
asked, demanding an answer.
"That was my ex-flame. And that
whore there is his wife!" Phoebe blurted out.
"No wonder, he got no taste in
woman. What an idiot could have dumped you." he joked.
"Hunter, can you do me a
favor?" Phoebe asked slowly.
"I’ll do anything for you,
darling."
Phoebe rested her head against his
hard chest and wrapped her arms tightly across his back. "I want to you
teach him a lesson for exploiting me."
Hunter tilted her face, "What
do you have in mind? I’ll do anything that satisfies you."
"I want you to make him
miserable," she said. "I promised you can have me tonight."
Hunter smiled, "Fine, but you going
to make it up on me big time."
"No problem," she tiptoed
and kissed him full on the lips. Hunter circled her petite body with his strong
big arms and responded to the kiss. It went on and on until Phoebe found
herself gasping for air. She could already felt his hardness and his addiction
to her. It worked! She thought.
"I love you," she cried.
Hunter smiled and kissed her back,
"Me too, my love."
He picked his cell phone and called
his adviser, "Cancel all the projects involving Lionel Harrison Ltd and
withdraw all investment from all his capital investment, now!"
Phoebe smiled, knowing her plan
began to reach its goal.
They headed back home after the
party finished around 1:00 am in the morning. Hunter was half-drunk after
Phoebe treated him with a drink and kiss game. Luckily he still had half of his
other brain working. If not they'll ended up in a taxi tonight.
In the main hall, Hunter sat down on
the couch and started yawning. Soon as Phoebe started to unwrap herself from
the shawl she was wearing, he shot straight up.
He gripped her wrist, "Its time
for your end of the bargain."
Wanting to avoid suspicion, she sat
next to him and cupped his face. He groaned and he bent over to kiss her full
on the lips. She let out a cry of surprise yet didn't break the contact.
Next, she moved over and straddled
his lap; Hunter let out a moan of surprise and cupped her face again, kissing
her passionately. He made up a riding motion by moving up and down to tease her
more.
He slid his hand to her back and
torn the zipper of her dress in a tantalizing mode before pulling them to bear
her shoulders and cleavage. Phoebe was busty since her 6th grade and she had
such amazing figure that cause men's head to turn around once she walked by.
Phoebe moaned when Hunter pulled
down her dress to reveal the dark bra she was wearing and Phoebe quickly
secured his hands away, pinning them with her own and whispered, "I'm
going to explore you, now."
Phoebe pushed him down against the
couch and his head rested against the header. She nibbled his ears and nipped at
his chin and throat before straightening herself up to work the button of his
shirt down. On each unfastening, she bent down and kissed his skin, and as she
finished with the last button, her hands explored his body.
He brought her backward as he moved to
pin her on top while exploring her skin. He nipped, kissed and licked at her
neck, moving down to her navel and she let out a cry,"Oh, God!"
On the moment of heat, her hands
didn't stop roaming over his body, feeling his hard muscles underneath his smooth
skin. He had a dust of hair on his chest; just the right amount to make him
appeared delicious. Mostly she enjoyed the sight of his silky pointy nipples
that perked between the hairs on his huge expanses of muscled chest. Then she
ran her hands over the ridges of his fabulous six-pack abs down to his sexy
navel. He struggled a moan.
Later as they finished exploring
each others' private assets, they drown together in wave of ecstasy, entwined
together.
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