Struggling~ Does My Husband Have A Mistress?

"Honey, aren't you going to eat first?" Mike greeted me. He was still wearing an apron while he had a ladle in his hand in the kitchen. "I'm going to eat with you. This dish I cooked is your favorite!"

"I'm tired, Mike. I want to sleep." I immediately went upstairs to go to our room.

Apart from the fact that we're still not okay because of the fight that happened last night, I still can't get along with my husband because I'm so tired. Imagine that I came from the mountain to check-up on the elderly there and the children, and even their pets and provide vaccination for them... Well, every time I go to that place, my energy becomes very low when arriving home.

So, I just ignored my husband's effort to cook me my favorite dish—of course, his specialty is chicken adobo.

"Andrea?" The bedroom door opened, and Mike was spat out, who was no longer wearing an apron. "Are you still madding at me? Do you still doubt me that I have another woman?"

"Forget about that. I'm tired-"

"With so much work I have to do as a public-school teacher, how could you think that I still have time to find another woman without realizing the excessive workloads I have? Because my monthly salary is lower than yours, do you think you are doing more than me? That you are busier than me? That I have more time to find another woman than you? That between us, I have so much time to find a way to cheat in our relationship than you?"

I think I don't sound like I'm attracting him to start an argument with me... but he's the one starting it. What I really meant by saying I'm tired is really my desire to have some rest... and yet, he is fighting with me now.

"Mike, stop. I did not say anything like that-"

"I'm sorry. I just got carried away." Fortunately, he calmed down and sat down next to me. He held my hands and kissed my forehead. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

"We're both tired, I knew it. You're tired from school and I... I'm tired from the hospital. I know both our minds and bodies are drained for today, so please... let's just rest. Just reschedule our fight."

"No... I don't want us having an argument... ever again. Please?"

Mike started showering me with kisses all over my face... and the next, to my body. This is perhaps the way he wanted both of us to get some rest—by making our night extra hot and spicy. Although... I also missed having sex with him. We were too busy with our jobs to the point that we lost time for our own needs... and good thing... Tonight we didn't fight anymore. Because tonight, we're trying to make another member of our family.

"Do you really want this to continue?" he asked. When he is enjoying my body while his hands are squeezing my breast, that's the time he asked and caused a sudden interruption. "I thought you wanted to rest?" he asked teasingly.

"Your cock will possibly get mad if we stop this." I didn't let myself be beat by Mike. I retaliated against her teasing. "Less talk, please. And more... kiss and touch."

After all we have already started the night to be warm, we will continue it. As my body felt so hot, while Mike bathed me with a kiss on the lips, and he even licked my face with her wet tongue, I let my hands take off my uniform—and I just noticed just now that I'm still wearing my lab coat.

When I finally undressed myself, only my underwear remained. Now that the wind is blowing against my skin, I can feel my hairs stand up at the tingling sensation on my skin. The kissing has continued. Mike laid my body on the bed, and he placed his body on top. He violently took off his clothes as well as his pants, and only the boxer shorts he was wearing were left attached on his body—hiding his huge cock.

I was tickled by Mike kissing my body. The next thing he did, he's licking my nipple down to my tummy... and that was the best feeling while we did this... sexual intercourse.

My body was raised, and my eyes were left perked up when he couldn't wait to insert his finger into my vagina. Licking while entering his finger down to my core, I moaned in pain, and at the same time moaned in pleasure.

"Please... don't stop," I moaned.

I bit my lower lip to stop myself moaning loudly. Because Gian was in the other room, and when I moaned louder the boy might wake up. It's already late at night and I'm sure my young man is fast asleep.

"It hurts a little at first-"

"No need to inform me about that. It's our second time doing this. Just... put it in." I was laughing the whole time while my eyes were glued to his big and long dick.

I was damn waiting for this moment a bit longer. And now that it's going to happen... that I was left staring at Mike as he slowly inserted it into me, there was a time when I winced at the pain I felt when I felt its head enter... until half of the body entered... and until he was able to push it... I admit even though it was the second time we did it, it still really hurt.

Our bodies swayed together as Mike began to move. Of course, at first, he was going in and out slowly... but then when my body got used to the pain again... it changed nicely... I want him to move faster.

"Thrust me more... faster..." I moaned again.

"Ugh!"

"Faster!"

"Ugh! Yeah... that's right!"

What we both do is crazy. I lose my mind every time we do this. It's like I can't see anything but white. My eyes do nothing but stare. And the speed with which Mike rode me until we reached the sky... his juice entering me served as the exciting part of our wet night. Breathlessly, our bodies separated from each other. We are both wet. My vagina was still throbbing after the action that happened... and I was like...

"How I wish... we can do this more often."

The smile on my lips disappeared when I suddenly realized that it seemed impossible to happen. Both of our jobs require our whole life to spend with. And those scenes... they only happen once in a blue moon.

So, sometimes I wonder... what if Mike's body suddenly seeks sex? When I'm not available... Does he go to another woman to meet his needs?