Envious Desire



Maddy

“UGH!”

He fucking fawns over that bitch when she broke his heart! After their break up, he came to me–TO ME, saying he loves me. And this is–this is what I get? He will not get away with this. This man has fucked with me for the last fucking time!

You’ll pay for your sins, Eric. And your little redheaded whore, too. Devising my plan, I smile, knowing they will both suffer at my hands. Ultimately, he will have no choice but to remain by my side. He’ll only crave my presence after what I have in store for them.

Relishing in the delight of my plan, I prepare myself to put it in motion. Placing a few calls and messages, I have everyone I need in place. I must dress to ensure he drools over me to activate my plan.

Taking out my red dress with a black outline, I leave it on the bed to shower.

Standing outside of Eric’s door, my heart pounds in my chest. I can’t wait to see his handsome face and reaction to my clothing. He’ll be putty in my hands.

Shaking off the jitters, I do not have time to waste; they will be here in 5 hours, and I need to get the ball rolling. My hand lifts up, pushing in the doorbell. As the sound goes off, I wait with bated breath.

Impatience is displayed by my hands jittering when I hear footsteps towards the door. The lock unlatches, the door slides open, and he’s in all his masculine essence. My eyes roll up his body, and I can’t hide the smile as I lick my lips, taking in the deliciousness of Eric in front of me. I can’t wait to have him inside of me.

His arms are bulging out of their skin, showing off every muscle he has, his chest– exposed, showing off that mouthwatering V-shape, leading into his low-riding grey sweats that outline his monster-sized dick. I fucking love to smash into my gut.

My pussy aches for him.

“Fuck Maddy! It’s fucking 9 o’clock in the morning! Why the fuck are you here?”

Struck by his words, I open my jacket to reveal my ample breasts. “What, are you not happy to see me?” I take my red-varnish finger, tracing it between his deft pecks.

“No!”

He begins to close the door when I place my hand on it, stopping its action.

“Eric, please let me in so we can talk.”

“No, Maddy! We have nothing to say to each other. Shelly and I are going to work things out.”

Not if I can help it!

“And I don’t want you around, fucking things up for us.”

“Eric, please, I’m sorry.”

His eyes trapped mine. Got him.

“Please, let me in so we can talk this out, and I’ll leave. Please?”

Huffing out a loud breath. “Fine! But make it quick. I have plans with Shelly today.”

Oh yeah, you do, but not whatever you have planned. After I’m done with the both of you. You’ll never have her again.

Eric stomps away from the door, allowing me access to his home. He turns into the living room, arms crossed, face stoic awaiting my words.

“Eric, I realize what I did was wrong. I should never have texted Shelly to meet us. I was out of my mind. I just wanted you to myself. I should have left things the way they were. I mean, we were having such great times together. I should not have fucked it up.”

“No, it should have never started.”

“You don’t mean that. We brought to life all your fantasies. Can you honestly say you would regret that?”

“I do because I realize now it was just about stupid teenage crap when Shelly was the most important person in my life. There is no amount of pussy or sexual fantasies that could ever amount to the love that we shared.”

He doesn’t mean that.

“It meant nothing to you?”

Sealing his eyes, they spring back open. “It was a great time, Maddy, but that’s all. It was never anything more than sex. And it was wrong. I should have never done it.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Eric. I don’t. I think it showed that you never really loved her because if you did, no matter whose pussy was thrown your way, you would have never gone after it because of your love for her.”

“I made a mistake.”

Yes, you did, but not the one you think. I scan the room, landing back on him. I swallow the clog in my throat.

“Eric, can I at least get a glass of water, please.”

Releasing his crossed arms from his chest, he strolls beyond the wall to the kitchen.

I withdraw the needle, removing the cap while my breathing intensifies, waiting for him to return.

He reemerges from the kitchen, arm extended with the glass in hand. I grasp his hand in mine. He stares into my eyes. I step closer, lean into his ear, and whisper, “I’m sorry, Eric.”

I kiss his cheek and stab him in the neck, pressing on the pump to inject him with the liquid.

Raising his hand to his neck. “What the fuck, Maddy?”

He begins to fall back, unbalanced, to the sofa, dropping. I watch with glee, knowing this will be the ultimate game-changing pleaser for our relationship to grow. He’ll see! He’ll see all of this is all for him– for us.

I head out to my car and gather everything we need today. Looking at the time, I need to enact the next part of the plan.

Making my way to the bedroom, I scour the area to find what I’m looking for and, of course, on the nightstand.

Picking up his phone, his home screen is HER face. Ugh, I’ll replace it now. Placing my finger on the print lock, the phone opens up.

Little did he know, one of the many times we fucked, and he was high as a kite, he left his phone open. I took a moment to add my fingerprint to his phone, and voila, instant access.

I’m in shock he hasn’t figured it out yet. I laugh to myself while I type the message. I re-read it to make sure there are no mistakes and press send.

Now to set everything else up before she arrives.

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