Envious Desire
32

Shelly

I’m seriously flabbergasted by the events that have unfolded in our relationship. Is it possible? I shake my head at the absurd notion there could be someone else. Yes, he’s been distant but he hasn’t broken my trust, he’s just been... different.

Rinsing the dish, the abrupt chime of the doorbell breaks my spell. Wiping my hands, I rush to the front, pulling the knob to see - Maddy?

Eyebrows meet in the center, “Maddy?”

Her eyes scan the area in confusion as her eyebrows mimic mine?

Eyes widening, “You’re not Mrs. Foster?”

Letting out a low laugh, “Last I checked,” I shook my head back and forth. Slicing my eyes I questioned her appearance.

Taking my cue, “I’m doing house calls today and I thought this was her house. Is this 34th Avenue?

Releasing a chuckle, “No. It’s 34th Place.”

Shaking her head, “My mistake.” She places her hand on her chest, “What a coincidence,” her eyes widen with her words.

“Can I come in and use the ladies room?”

Stepping aside I wave her in. “Of course. It’s down that hall, second door to the right.”

I watch as she disappears down the hall, walking back to the kitchen, I place the veggies on the chopping board when I hear footsteps in the living room.

Meeting her there, she twists to face me, “You and Eric have a lovely home.”

“Thank you, we’ve made it into our little love nest.”

“This is especially beautiful,” she waves at the wine carafe.

“That has traveled with me to every place I’ve ever lived in.”

“It’s astonishing. I may need one for my home.”

“Where are my manners? Would you like something to drink or are you in a time crunch?”

“Something to drink would be divine.”

“Coffee, tea, water?”

“Coffee would be great, I need to keep that energy going,” she raised her arms in the motion of running.

“How do you take it? Black, sugar, milk, creamer, cinnamon?”

“Black, two sugars.”

“Sure, I’ll be right back,” rushing off to the kitchen, I begin the coffee process. Returning to my previous contemplations, I ponder possible scenarios for his boomerang actions. One day he’s affectionate and loving, the next I get one word responses accompanied with an unsubstantiated argument. My emotions have been a roller coaster of endless tears and laughter. I never know what our day will entail.

I’ve considered many alternate possibilities for his erratic behavior, stress from work, stress from our engagement which makes my heart ache just a bit, it could be financial, and I’ve even considered the possibility there’s someone else but I doubt that’s it, at least I refuse to believe it at the moment.

Wrapping up her coffee, I enter the living room handing her the steamy hot liquid.

“Thank you so much. I need it to warm up before I head out to my house call,” she informs me before taking a sip of her coffee.

“You were on a house call?” Curiosity gets the best of me, requiring me to inquire.

“Yes. We offer this type of service to the elderly or those who are unable to leave the house due to debilitating diseases.”

“That’s truly wonderful. They need medical assistance too, right?”

“They do and they shouldn’t be forgotten which is why I volunteer for it.”

Noticing her lackadaisical demeanor I inquire, “Aren’t you going to be late?”

“No, she’s my last appointment for the day. She can wait an extra 5 minutes so I can warm up,” she half laughs as she sips the coffee.

I’m jolted by Eric’s voice entering the house. “Shell! Are you home babe? I have a surprise for you.” His eyes land on Maddy, stopping dead in his tracks, twisting his head.

“Hey handsome, look who’s here?” My hand gestures to Maddy.

“I see. What are you doing here?” He probes while his eyebrows unite and lips thin.

“Don’t be rude,” I swat his arm at his rudeness. “She was doing a house visit and ended up at the wrong address. How strange, right?”

“Yeah, that’s strange,” his head twisted slightly to the side as he responded. Shaking his head, his arms extend, “Here, these are for you.”

A large bouquet of Daisies materialized from behind his back, “Awe babe, my favorite.” I peck his lips unwilling to display too much affection in front of our present company.

His attention returned to Maddy, “How long have you been here?” He continues his interrogation.

“Stop it,” I usher towards him, placing my hand on his chest and the other on his elbow, facing Maddy. “Please excuse him. He hasn’t been himself lately.”

“Could I get that cinnamon? I would love to try it,” Maddy hands the coffee back to me.

“Sure, give me a sec,” I disappeared into the kitchen to fetch the cinnamon for her coffee.

Eric

My blood is gurgling, what the fuck is she doing in my fucking house? Is this woman a fucking psycho? FUCK! I watch Shelly disappear into the kitchen when I twist my head to see Maddy charging towards me.

One arm coils around my neck, smashing her lips to mine while simultaneously grabbing my dick. I pull away whisper shouting, “What the fuck Maddy. Shelly is in the kitchen,” I wipe my lips from her connection.

“I know! Doesn’t it make it exciting? Isn’t your dick getting hard right now?” Her eyebrows shoot up to the sky with a devious smile smearing across her face.

“No, it’s not! Get the hell out,” I’m fucking livid. Why the fuck would she show up here? What the fuck was her plan?

“Is that anyway to treat the woman who makes your fantasies come true?”

She’s fucking delusional, “Shut the fuck up and get out,” pushing her off me, I remove her from my body.

“Why are you acting this way? Aren’t you happy to see me?”

Confusion seizes my face, “No, not in my house, uninvited with my fiance here.” I was obviously my words struck a nerve, it triggered her to step back from our proximity.

I continue my request for her departure, “You need to leave, now.”

Shelly reenters the room, as I ensure there is ample space between us.

“I wasn’t able to find the cinnamon. I’m so sorry,” Shelly hands the coffee back to Maddy.

“Actually, it’s okay, I have to make my way to my appointment anyway but thank you. It was a pleasure to have made this mistake and end up here to catch up with you. We should do it again sometime.”

She glances at me with a sparkle in her eye. “Your home is beautiful and filled with such love. You can just tell,” she gestures to our living area.

Narrowing my eyes at her, she’s purposely trying to get under my skin and unfortunately she accomplishing her fucking goal.

Handing Shelly the cup, “Please come by again,” she offers Maddy.

I Interject, “I’ll walk you out Maddy.” I head towards the door, opening it, grasping her arm twisting her to face me once we are no longer within ear shot of shelly.

“Don’t you ever fucking show up at my house ever again. You do and it’s fucking over Maddie,” I spit with venom.

“You’re being over dramatic don’t you think?” Her shoulders shrugged.

“Over dramatic? This is my home?” I explain as if she will understand my rationale.

She continues with her delusions, “I can just imagine us fucking on your bed, you and Shelly sleeping in our combined essence. Don’t you think that’s erotic and exciting?” Her eyes opened in awe at the very thought of it.

“No, what the fuck! You don’t belong here Maddy! We just fuck Maddy, that’s it. I stick my dick in you, I cum and we’re done. Get it? Don’t ever come here again. Do you fucking understand?” I shout as low as I can to get my point across.

Her face shifted from glee, responding, “Fine!”

I speed back inside, shutting the door behind me hoping she understood the dynamics of our fucking relationship. Craving Shelly wasn’t made cognizant we have been fucking for months.

Maddy

Strolling down the steps, I ease down the walkway, one foot in front of the other, stopping at the sidewalk, I twist to face the house.

Peering into their kitchen window I see them having a discussion while Shelly delivers her fresh bouquet of flowers into a vase. I watch, visualizing myself in the house, creating a happy home for us to fuck in.

Days with Sasha, with Sasha and Samantha, but... days of just us-- in eternal bliss.

In the bedroom splayed on the bed, bent over the sofa, on the kitchen counter, on the floor, in the living room, on the bathroom sink, everywhere would be blessed by our vigorous love making.

Staring at the man who has consumed my every thought and my heart, “I will have you Eric, you are mine... sooner or later-- you’ll see. I guarantee it.”

~~~

Maddy?

Shelly doesn’t want to believe he would cheat on her?

Eric is just...

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