Melusi

I am screwed.

My mind felt like a chaotic mess of guilt and desire, leaving me confused and full of regret. I couldn’t sleep, I stared at the clock, realising it was nearly 3 AM. Thoughts of Zandile consumed me, even though I was with Melokuhle.

The room was silent, except for the gentle sound of Melokuhle’s snores. But even her peaceful sleep couldn’t drown out the constant thoughts of Zandile. Her face kept appearing in my mind, captivating and alluring, her eyes piercing my soul. I felt her desire, urging me to touch her, kiss her, and be with her completely as I was with her earlier today. The temptation was overpowering, and I couldn’t escape the vivid fantasies playing in my head.

Unable to resist any longer, I gave in to my desires. My body reacted automatically, and I freed myself from my trousers, driven by a mix of guilt and anticipation. I held onto my throbbing dick tightly, my mind filled with images of Zandile. I started to stroke myself, starting slowly and then picking up speed. Each movement intensified the imagined experience of being with her, feeling her warmth and tightness of her little cunt that always wrapped tightly around my dick.

Moments later, I reached a climax, gasping for breath. I quickly glanced at Melokuhle, still asleep and unaware of my betrayal. The aftermath left me feeling empty, as if nothing could wash away the weight of what I had done.

Morning came, but the heaviness in my heart remained, suffocating me with every breath. Melokuhle greeted me with a loving kiss, trying to bridge the distance that had grown between us. I forced a smile, pretending to be okay, but inside, I was struggling. “Did you sleep well?” she asked, genuinely concerned. I nodded, my response strained, unable to meet her eyes.

Throughout the day, Melokuhle tried to make our time together better, working hard to fix what was broken, even though it wasn’t her fault. I went along with it, pretending to be enthusiastic, but deep down, I knew I couldn’t face my inner demons just yet. I held onto the hope that if I stayed away from Zandile, maybe I could push her out of my thoughts and focus on my marriage, which is what I should have been doing all along.