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I stayed in Wrenly and Travis’s guest room, and Addie begged to sleep with me. We read some of the books she packed. When she finally fell asleep, I gently took her glasses off then covered her up. She looked like an angel as she slept, a very harmless angel that had every man at Creed’s Lake wrapped around her little pinky.
The next evening, Wrenly was called out to a situation with the SWAT team. Kayla picked me up and demanded we have a girls night. It was getting late, so I was surprised she wanted to get alldolled up for a night out. We went home and I took a shower in our bathroom while Kayla took one in my old bathroom.
I had just walked out of the bathroom in a towel when I heard a phone ringing. It wasn’t mine, it was Michael’s. I walked over to it out of curiosity, and saw a profile picture of a woman. I didn’t know what possessed me to do it, but I picked it up and a new feeling came over me. I didn’t answer it, but saw the woman’s name, Faye.
I knew his password to get into the phone because I used it a few times when I needed to call Kayla or Morgan before I got my phone. Reluctantly, I typed in the password then went to his contacts and found the name Faye. There were a ton of texts, and my emotions came to the surface as I read them.
Michael: I’ll call you when I get time.
Faye: I miss your cock.
Michael: It’s not a good time to talk.
I kept scrolling up and seeing something about a canceled trip, but before that, they talked every single day.
Faye: You looked so hot fucking his wife, as I sucked him off. I knew I needed you inside me to finish.
Michael: She wasn’t all that great.
What was he doing with another man’s wife?
Michael: She tasted sweet but not as sweet as you.
Faye: I don’t know what got into you last night, but my pussy is still watering for you even though it’s so sore.
Michael: Let me know when you’re done at the spa, I’m coming back down to our room to tear that pussy up again.
What was my husband doing?
Michael: See that woman in pink at the bar? I want her to choke on my cock as I eat your pussy.
Faye: I think she’s married to the woman in blue. I bet her pussy will taste just as sweet.
I began crying.
Faye: I miss you.
Michael: I miss your tight pussy.
Faye: No, I mean, I miss you, your cock too, but I miss your touch more.
Michael: Need some help falling asleep tonight? I’m out of town but I could use a little attention even if it’s on screen. I’m alone in my hotel room.
Faye: Call me on video. I want to see your face.
I reached up and wiped my tears away as I read one text after another.
Faye: Ever just want it to be us? Nobody else, just dinner, dancing, and making love all night?
Michael: I like a little vanilla, you know that, Faye.
Faye: I dream of you way too much.
Michael: I’ll come to New York next weekend. I miss you too.
The phone dinged and I ignored it for just a moment and read on. Scrolled up to go further back in time. There were texts going back months and months but then I stumbled on one that caught my attention.
Faye: I met you a decade ago today. You were just joining Delta Force, and I was still working in D.C. Can you believe it’s been that long?
