Her Amber Eyes
Copyright© 2020 by James Wallaker
Chapter 1
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Benjamin Luft is an asshole. He has always used people, has always been selfish, and never cared about anything but himself. Until he met her. Beautiful Inaya, with her sad amber eyes, capturing his soul from the very first moment he laid eyes on her. Problem was, she was already married. But of course, that wouldn't stop a bastard like Ben, would it?
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Cheating Slut Wife
With ivory combs, my mother would brush her golden tresses, staring at my father with disdain through the mirror of her vanity table, her eyebrows arcing with each passing second as he fumbled with his bowtie. I’d sit on the bed, my toy soldiers and dinosaurs in hand, pretending to be interested in playing, but what I really wanted to do was watch her insult him.
The way she always did.
“Charles, you foolish idiot,” she said, and I smiled because those two words meant the same thing. She was doubling his stupidity. “Come here, I’ll do it.”
My father had the decency to look embarrassed. “Don’t speak to me like that in front of my son.”
This was where I learned to love witnessing women humiliate their husbands. The power she held, wielding it like dark magic, striking him right in the heart. I had always hoped that it would break him.
But my father was resilient, and he knew my mother well. He knew she would laugh, which she did.
“You insufferable bitch,” he muttered. “I’ll do it myself.”
Mother only raised an eyebrow and got to her feet. Like seawater that drowned a fisherman, I felt all the fear and all the excitement of witnessing a chaotic disaster. Pandemonium. A word I’d learn in the fifth grade, but would understand from a younger age thanks to Dear Mother.
“Ben,” she said, glancing at me, her blue eyes piercing me from across the room. “Run along, sweetheart.”
I got to my feet and exited the room slowly, hoping to catch the beginning of the end of a marriage. If I was being honest, I knew it had ended the moment I’d caught Mother fucking her boss’s son, a barely-legal fresh-faced Army private with limbs like an action figure.
Thanks for your service to our country, you bastard.
The funny thing is, Father knew about the Army private. He knew, but like a coward, he was too afraid to confront Mother. She was a great and terrible beauty, with influence in their social crowd, throwing her grand parties and making friends in high places. Should Father leave her, he’d just the same leave the entire life he’d built.
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