Free Forbidden Forever by Christy Dilg Page A

me being so nasty and how his friends can look at
my appearance and know that I am a bad housekeeper as well. I cried
for days as I went through scrubbing every inch of the house twice
because I was scared I had missed something.
     
    Living my life always on
edge was not how I pictured happily ever after. Finally after
assuring everything was spotless, I put on a knee length coral
sundress with a cream colored cover up. Sure don't want these fat
arms being the first thing someone sees.
    I tell Michael, "I
am going shopping with some girls from work and will be home late."
He nods.
     
    Ha! That's the best I
will get out of him. He cares so little he doesn't even see that I
have fallen in love with someone else. He would probably be tickled
pink if he knew someone else has taken me off his hands. He would
love to not have to deal with me since he has delusions of me being
this obese cow. He would never see that happening so I'm sure it
hasn't crossed his mind, not even once.
     
    The drive to Chance's
condo is beautiful and serene; waves are crashing at the shore with
the warm sun glistening over the water. It seems to bring a sense of
calmness to the nerves in my belly. I could envision this drive
everyday; however, the sight I see on the other side of the door when
I arrive is even better. Chance is wearing a pair of blue board
shorts with tiny palm trees covering the sides, his hair is damp and
he is shirtless. Oh holy fuck, my favorite part. The sight of him
sends a warm sensation just below my stomach.
     
    Raising my eyebrow, I
say, "Well, Mr. Turner, are you going to say something?"
     
    He reaches around me,
placing his hand on my back and pulls me to him. With that wicked
grin stretching across his face, he says, "I have been waiting a
lifetime to be this happy. I just needed a moment to take it all in
and make sure it was real. You look beautiful. Come, let me show you
around."
     
    We walk through the
foyer into the large living room area with a stone fireplace and
white walls with brown plaid drapes covering the windows. Sitting on
the sofa table is a large bouquet of white flowers, and next to them
was a envelope with my name on it. I look over at Chance and crinkle
my eyebrow with a look of confusion on my face. I reach for the card,
inside is a plain white envelope that reads, Every day I will live
to cherish you and see you smile. When you are ready I want to be
your only one. I position my hand in his and he leads me to the
kitchen. Looking around the large spacious room surrounded by cherry
wood cabinets and black marble countertops, I take a seat at the bar,
noticing a large red vase filled with at least two dozen, red long
stemmed roses.
     
    Sitting aside the vase
is another envelope with my name on it. Quizzically, I look at Chance
and pout my lips at him. I grab the envelope and open it revealing a
plain white card that reads, I know we have met under the worst
times; however, I do believe we will make a marvelous forever. I
can't contain my feelings for this man any longer. I rush over to him
and kiss him. The passion takes over and he picks me up and sets me
on the cold marble counter. Shedding my cover up and pulling my
sundress over my head, his hair brushes against my cheek as he kisses
me; that slight movement sends me over the edge. My hips slide closer
to him as he unsnaps my bra, releasing my breasts. He flicks his
tongue around my nipple, slightly nibbling and sucking before
releasing that one to switch to the other breast; he is driving me
fucking crazy. I feel his hardness against my panties so I reach down
and rub it with my palm, slowly undoing the string so I can get my
hand to the feel the firmness that is ready to fill me.
     
    He moans as I grab it
and start stroking up and down; the move is making me wet with
anticipation. He reaches for my hair and gives it a small tug. I tilt
my neck to the side so he has better access to my neck as my
fingertips slowly trail up his back and then