EroticReverie

Evangelina

"Hi, I'm Elise" a tall model looking blonde wearing a dress that makes her remind me of my third grade teacher. She had the body for designer, and her house clearly told me she had the money for it too, yet she was wearing a floral print floor length dress with a modest neck line. 

"hi. i'm Evie" I say, holding out my hand as she invites me and Zade inside. 

She looks to Zade with a soft smile, her eyes conveying more than just friendship, and she shows us in. 

I look around the place, not nearly as extravagant as Steel's house, but still bigger than my old home by far. A large portrait hangs in the large living area style room, one of those larger than life tacky self portraits of her and what I assume is her husband. 

"Be right back" Zade says leaving me standing in the middle of the room as he nods to the blonde and she gives a gentle nod and he walks with her out of the room and I stand there, wrapping my arms around myself. 

I didn't even have time to change, still wearing my slutty hot pink dress and heels when I hear their voices murmuring. 

I know I shouldnt, but I walk softly across the plush carpet slowly to draw my ears closer to the murmurings outside the room and in the hall. 

"She's pretty." she says softly, her voice dripping with what sounds like envy, but it's the kind searching for pity, not the kind to be petty. 

"And you are beautiful." I hear Zade whisper. 

There's a few beats of silence. 

"She's steels new step sister...they....had a fight...I just need a place for her to crash for tonight." Zade says. 

"You like her." she says and I roll my eyes, Zade did not like me. Not like the way this woman is insinuating. 

"You jealous Elise?" he asks, his voice so fucking different with her than it is with me or with anyone else. 

I dont know if she responds, but I dont hear her respond. 

I creep closer to the open entry and press my back to the wall as I lean my head back to try and listen. 

"I'm pregnant." she says. 

My eyes widen. I wasnt sure why she was telling him this. Although, I could probably take a guess and be right.

"Is it...." the question hangs in the air. Is it his. He wants to know, if it's his. Zade was screwing this lady, and she was married.

"I don't know." she says. 

"We were careful." Zade whispers. 

"So are me and Chris" she says softly. 

Zade lets out a slow sigh and a soft curse.

"Fuck Elise." he whispers and I shift and peek my head around the corner, and his back is to me and he's so tall that she can't see behind him to see me spying, but I can tell he has his hands on her face. 

"Are you keeping it?" he asks. 

"I have to....Chris already knows.....he's....happy about it." she says sounding unsure about that statement and I look back to the wall in living room, the portrait hanging and wonder if this womans husband is a good guy, or a bad one like the one holding his wifes face in his hands. 

I look back into the hall. 

"He is?" Zade asks. 

"He says he is." she says.

"Do you want it to be his?" Zade asks. 

"God" she sighs. "No." 

"I dont want anything tying me to him" she says, her voice sounding as if she might cry and it's like watching a god damn soap opera. Who knew Zade was having an affair with a married woman and possibly had gotten her pregnant. Zade had refused to let anyone else come with us , telling them he was taking me to a girls house for the night. He didnt use her name, did they know who she was? Did the seven know about Zade and this Elise chick? 

"Why's it matter if you won't leave him anyways?" Zade asks and she silent. 

"That's not fair Zade" she says.

"Don't tell me what's not fair Elise." he says and she starts to cry, it's not loud but I can hear the little choking sounds on her tears. 

"You know I love you" she says her voice cracking. 

"Do I?" Zade asks and she cries even  harder, and I inch back no longer looking into the hall but still listening. 

"yes" she says, trying not to be too loud. "don't pretend you don't know that" 

"then tell me why you're stull fucking with him Elise?..when you know he fucks other women...when you know the shit he's done behind your back..." Zade says sounding frustrated with her. 

"you dont understand" she sobs quietly, sniffling.

God, I did not want to stay in this bitches house tonight. 

"no, you're right....i dont understand...and i want a fucking paternity test done as soon as fucking possible to know whether or not that baby is mine. Cause if it is....i'm not letting it live in this fucking house" he says.

"it's yours" she cries. 

"You just said you didnt know" he says growling slightly. 

"I just....I just know it has to be yours" she says. 

"God damnit Elise" he says and I peek around the corner when there's a thud and a gasp. 

The tall model blonde is pressed to the wall with Zade passionately holding her face, his mouth on hers and I swallow hard as he presses against her, reaching down and pulling up her dress, his hands fumbling with the long drape of fabric as she kisses him back and unbuttons his pants. I roll my eyes. Zade was as dumb as I was apparently. Wanting things he shouldnt want, with people that were no fucking good for his well being.  

"i've missed you so much" she breathes as I watch her pull his dick from his pants, my eyes going right to it, because of course the guy built like a mack truck had a mack truck sized dick. 

"god baby" he groans when she wraps her hands around it. Both of them stroking his length and he grabs her leg, hitching high as he dips down slightly and I watch the look on her face, on his too, as he sinks up into her. I swallow hard, standing there like a fucking pervert, watching, my legs pressing together as my core aches. Where was this chicks husband? How did Zade even know this woman? 

She looked probably closer to thirty, not too much of an age gap between her and Zade if I had to guess. 

Zade kisses her and the kiss alone drives jealousy and envy through my veins, because I wanted what this was. I wanted a guy who kissed me like the world was burning, like I was his world. not Zade, but someone. I lick my lips as I watch still as her head goes back as Zade thrusts into her, small thumping noises as he makes love to her in the middle of the hall against the wall. 

It only lasts a few minutes, both of them cumming. Apparently not all being careful tonight, as I watch him cum inside of her. They kiss as they pant, even six foot six Zade is trembling post orgasm, shaky hands cupping her face as they stand there.

I turn and walk back slowly to the center of the room.

There are more murmurs but I dont care anymore to know what they're saying. Does she know what a pig he is to other women? Does it matter since she's married? How can she tell him what hes allowed to do when she's fucking hitched to some dude.

A few minutes later Zade walks back in with Elise and I just stand there, acting like I havent moved from my spot, but clearly they know I mustve head SOMETHING, the something being the "Were having sex" thuds of their bodies against the wall. 

My eyes drift to the open kitchen area, in the middle of the kitchen counter sits a wine bottle. An empty glass with just the tiniest bit of red wine left in the glass. She's pregnant...and alone in the house...the wine has to be hers. Immediately I speculate. 

"That's my favorite wine." I say nodding to the kitchen area. I had no idea what fucking wine it was. but this was my way of drawing Zade's attention to the bottle. 

Either this bitch was trashy and drinking with a fucking fetus inside of her, or she wasnt actually pregnant. But why would she lie about being pregnant? 

"Who's here?" Zade asks when he looks back from where I've directed both of their attention. And from the look on her face, brief but so fucking obvious. She's fucking lying to him. 

"Nobody." she says. "Just me." 

"then whose wine glass is that?" Zade asks. 

"Mine." she says. 

Zade's lips tighten. "How is it YOURS Elise?" 

"The...um...doctor said it's fine in the early stages to just have a little." she says and I walk over , even though I shouldnt. But I didnt like liars, and for some god damn reason, just from Zade bringing me here, because he thought it was a safe space for me. I feel obligated to point out the obvious for him since guys are fucking piss poor at picking up blaringly obvious clues.

"You're like me" I laugh, trying to remain as casual as possible, pretending that I have no clue at the fresh little lie she's just told him. 

I pick up the cork screw with the cork still on the screw, proving it's a fresh bottle, then also picking up the bottle by the neck and tipping it, all the fucking way upside down as I show Zade that there's nothing but a few drops left.

"One bottle is a little if you compare it to having like five or seven" I say with a little laugh. "right?" I say as if Im on her side. 

"What the fuck Elise?" Zade growls at her. 

"You cant be drinking if you're fucking pregnant" he says. 

"You're pregnant?" I ask, as if I wasnt already eavesdropping. 

"Congratulations!" I fake my excitement for the stranger. 

"IS that the Dad?" I ask pointing to the wall behind them across the other room. 

"Orrrrrr" I say looking between them. "Oh...that's so scandalous." I say as Elise look at Zade. 

"Shut the fuck up Evie" Zade bites out with a quick sharp warning glare and I just blink and shrug. 

"It's just one bottle, I was stressed" Elise says as she worries her lip with her teeth looking at Zade. 

I look side to side and take a guess and pull open a cupboard drawer and I laugh.

"Teach your girl how to count baby daddy, cause this looks like more than one to me" I say as the drawer clanks, with a trash can full of empty bottles. 

"Evie!" he yells at me. But he storms over anyways.

"Those arent all mine, they're" she pauses when Zade pushes me aside, he grabs the fucking trash can and throws it against the fucking wall and I jump, Elise flinching too.

"I just missed you so much" she cries again. 

"I cant fucking believe you" he snarls at her and I fight back my satisfied smile. 

"I...I just...I love you" she cries walking towards him to where we stand. 

"Go fuck yourself lady" I bite out and Zade growls at me.

"Shut your fucking mouth Evie" he growls.

"No!" I bite out, glaring the woman down. 

"She's a pathetic bored house wife! Her husband probably fucks like a dead man so she uses YOU to fuck her instead. This bitch doesnt love you, shes USING you to get fucked decently once in awhile. " I bite out, glaring at her accusingly.

She shakes her head wildly. "No! I love him! I do!" he cries.

"Save it bitch!" I yell and Zade turns me. 

"Evie , shut the fuck up!" he yells at me. 

"Fine!" I throw my hands in the air. 

'Screw the married chick again! Who knows maybe you DID get her pregnant this time!" I say and Zade growls and I storm out, you try to do someone a fucking favor and get your ass chewed out. 

I go outside and to Zade's SUV, because it was pretty clear. I didnt want to stay here, and he wouldnt be letting me anyways after making my disgust for her so clear to her. 

Zade walks out of the house, and poor little bored blonde Elise cries at the front door calling his name as he stomps across the gravel, throwing the door open and getting inside the suv. I open my mouth as he slams the door. 

"NOT A FUCKING WORD" he warns as he starts the car and I promptly shut my mouth.