Free Secret Indiscretions by Trice Hickman Page A

don’t love my husband, just like you don’t love your wife, and if there’s no love, there’s no reason to be mad, right?”
    Johnny frowned, but remained silent as he listened.
    â€œThat’s why I’d be fine if Wilbert stayed out all night,” she continued. “Hell, he could stay gone all week and it wouldn’t bother me a bit.”
    This time Johnny responded. “Wow . . .”
    â€œI’m serious. See, Geneva obviously loves you, and that’s the reason she’s mad. Now my question to you is why do you care if she’s mad or not, that is, unless you’re still in love with her?”
    Johnny’s antennae went up. He didn’t like the direction in which this conversation was going and he knew he had to quickly change course. “Regardless of who loves who, my wife was mad.”
    â€œYou didn’t answer my question.”
    â€œDon’t try to turn this into an inquisition.” He purposely made his tone sound irritable to let her know he wasn’t going to be forced into saying anything that he didn’t want to freely tell her. “The bottom line is, I would’ve made it home last night if you’d remembered to set the alarm like I asked you to.” There was a pause, and he knew his statement had made its point.
    â€œI’m sorry, baby. I was so tired that I dozed off without even thinking about it.”
    â€œYeah, I guess we wore each other out.”
    She purred. “Mmmm, yes we did.”
    Johnny’s mind started to drift back to last night, but he knew he had to refocus. He had to wrap up this conversation before Vivana started asking more questions that he wasn’t prepared to answer. “So what’s up?” he asked. “You okay?”
    â€œI’m good,” she responded. “How’re you?”
    â€œTired and hungry.”
    â€œYou should be after your performance last night. I wish I could’ve served you breakfast in bed this morning. That way you’d be satisfied and full.”
    He could hear the smile and sexy coyness in her voice and it instantly made him horny, and improved his mood. “That would’ve been nice.”
    â€œWe could’ve ordered a big breakfast through room service to feed our appetite,” she said in a seductive voice dripping with carnal lust. “I’d love to pour syrup all over your sexy, hard body and lick it off.”
    Now he was smiling on the other end. Johnny leaned back in his black leather office chair and rubbed his crotch. “Talk that talk, baby.”
    â€œYou like that?”
    â€œYou know I do. Tell me something good.” He loved when she engaged in phone sex with him.
    â€œWhy don’t I come to your office and whisper what I want to do to you in your ear. Then after that, I’ll show you.”
    Johnny leaned forward and sat straight up in his chair. A crease of concern lodged itself in the middle of his forehead. One of the first rules that he and Vivana had agreed upon when they’d starting seeing each other was that they wouldn’t meet in public nor would they rendezvous during the day. That meant that sundown, behind closed doors, was the only time they’d be able to spend together. He was perfectly fine with that, and up until now he thought she was, too. He knew he had to nip this situation in the bud. “You know that’s off limits.”
    Vivana laughed on the other end. “After how freaky we got last night, nothing is off limits.”
    Damn! She’s got a point! he wanted to say, but stopped himself. He had to admit she was right. Whatever inhibitions he thought she may have had were thrown to the wind last night. Vivana had proved to be the most sexually charged woman he’d ever been with. She was down for kissing, licking, and sucking every imaginable body part and crevice, which had heightened his pleasure. She welcomed his penetration of every orifice on