The Sinful Affair

Chapter 8

Anne parked her car beside the sidewalk downtown. Grabbing the picture John drew she stepped out of her car and headed to Tristan's studio. Seeing the light still on even though the sign said closed she tried the door a smile appearing on her lips as she opened it and the bell rang.

"It's closed," Tristan called out from the back room where he sat in his seat doing some last minute work on a few of the pictures he had taken today.

"I know," Anne answered as she walked to where his office was and stopped in the door. "Though you should really start locking your doors once you close," she teased him as he turned to face her. "I mean god forbid someone come in and kidnap you or something."

Looking at his wife Tristan raised an eyebrow at her appearance, "Well if my kidnappers looked as beautiful as you I may not put up a fight," he smirked as he stood from his chair and walked over to her. "You always get this dressed up to come downtown?"

Anne felt herself blush at her husband's words, "I wanted to look good," she said telling part of the truth again. "I mean I had art class today and I guess I just didn't want to look too momish," she shrugged as she kept a hold of John's picture in her hand. "Speaking of momish though John wanted me to give this to you," she spoke holding the picture out to him.

At Anne's words Tristan kept his eyebrow raised, "Babe you never look too momish," he reassured her not sure why she would care how she looked at some art class. Hearing her mention that John wanted her to give him something he looked down at the piece of paper in her hands and took it from her looking it over.

"It's our family," Anne told him ignoring his comment on her never looking too momish. "You and me and John and Carl along with the baby sister that John wants us to give him."

Tristan felt his eyes widen at the baby sister comment, "So that's the person after Carl?" he asked as he tried not to laugh.

"Indeed it is," Anne nodded her head. "That's a baby sister that we are expected to give him."

Tristan finally did laugh as he shook his head, "I swear our children are crazy."

Playing offended Anne fake glared at her husband, "They are not. They are just a tad bit special," she smirked before laughing herself. It felt good that at least they weren't arguing nor was he trying to change her mind about coming home. "I do find it amusing though that he wants a baby sister."

"You would," Tristan said to her as he shook his head. "I mean you are the one who wants to wait until Carl is five to have another baby."

"I thought you were okay with waiting too?" Anne asked as she raised an eyebrow.

Shrugging Tristan ran a hand through his hair, "I wouldn't mind having another little one running around before Carl is five," he said as he gave her a smile. "Even if it isn't a baby sister like John wants."

Anne just sighed not sure how she felt about this information. She wasn't sure she was ready for another child. She loved the two she had but sometimes they could be a handful and with Tristan never there as much since he was always busy here she just wasn't sure she could raise three children on her own right now.

"I just don't think I am ready for a third right now," Anne spoke finally as she looked at him. "I mean you are busy here and whenever I do go back home it'll just be me and the boys and I don't know if I can handle raising three children mostly by myself. Especially two very hyper boys and a baby who would need a lot of my time."

Tristan frowned some as he listened to Anne's concerns, "I am sorry. I mean about being busy here all the time," he apologized as he laid the drawing John made for him on the table before pulling Anne into him by her arm. "I wish I could be home with you and the kids more though."

"I wish that too," Anne admitted unable to meet his gaze once she was basically against his chest now thanks to him pulling her closer.

Giving Anne a smile Tristan leaned down to kiss her forehead, "You know you really do look beautiful tonight," he whispered as his arms moved around her waist.

Blushing again Anne just looked up at him especially when she felt his hands moving down to her ass, "I think you have already said that once," she smiled before moving up to kiss him on the lips softly. She was glad to see that this dressing up had not only impressed Kobe but that it had impressed her husband too.

Kissing Anne back for a bit Tristan pulled away from the kiss to look down at her. He had an idea in his head and god he hoped that Anne ran with it. "So this is crazy but I kind of have an idea," he told her as he blushed now too. They hadn't done something this erotic before but he didn't see the use in at least bringing it up and hoping she was game.

"And what idea do you have?" Anne asked as she looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"I kind of want to take pictures of you," Tristan answered as his blush got worse. "And as I do I kind of want you to undress for me until you are naked."

At Tristan's answer Anne felt her eyes widen and she stood there in shock for what felt like forever. "You are serious?" she asked finally able to find her voice.

Tristan nodded his head letting her know he was serious. "I am very serious. You are just too beautiful and I want pictures to document that."

Feeling herself blush yet again Anne just smiled, "O..okay," she agreed before walking back to the main part of his studio. "But lock the damn doors cause I don't want someone walking in on this."

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Kobe sat on the porch of the house he shared with his mom. A cigarette was between his lips and he held a lighter to it as he lit it. He had came out here to think about the events of today. Anne had agreed to go out on a date with him and while he should have been happy he couldn't help but feel nervous and scared now. He knew she was married or well separated but couples could always get back together.

Hearing the door open as he took his first drag off his cigarette he watched as his mom came to sit down beside him. He figured she'd get on to him for smoking mainly cause she hated it.

"You know usually I'd get on to you for sucking on that cancer stick," Jolene told Kobe as she laughed some before looking out at their neighborhood. Most of the houses were dark by now. "But I know something is bothering you. You weren't your usual self at dinner tonight. Teasing me for trying something new and burning it like I always do all the new food I fix."

"I have a date this Sunday," Kobe admitted before taking another drag off his cigarette. "Some woman in my art class."

Hearing that Kobe had a date Jolene grinned, "That's wonderful but why is that bothering you?"

Kobe laughed some before taking a deep breath, "Because she is married," he revealed knowing his mother had always warned him not to date someone married. "Well she claims she is separated but couples can always get back together and what if I end up falling for her and she decides to go back to her husband?"

"Oh," Jolene muttered as she fell silent at her son's admission. "You know what I always said about dating married people," she said knowing she hadn't wanted Kobe to end up like her. She hadn't wanted her son to date someone who was married and then get hurt when they chose to stay with their spouse. Of course though Jolene had never told Kobe about her past or that his father had been married. That she had dated him when he and his wife were separated.

"I know," Kobe nodded at his mom's words. Going silent for awhile he took a few more drags off the cigarette before speaking again. "But there is just something about Anne Hanson that makes me want her."

Hearing the girls name Jolene paled slightly but hoped that Kobe couldn't see. "Hanson is her married name?" she asked curiously a tiny part of her hoping so.

"Yeah," Kobe answered. "I believe Reed is her maiden name. She sits beside two girls who I think are her sister. One is married as well cause she wears a wedding band too but the other doesn't and her last name is Reed."

Jolene smiled feeling as if the color was returning to her face now, "I remember pastor Reed from when I used to go to church," she said knowing that was how she had met Kobe's dad. "Your dad and I met at one of his services," she laughed wondering how much of a slut that made her for meeting Walker and his family at church. The moment she saw him holding that little blue eyed baby of his she knew he was going to be hers one day and he had been once he had left his wife for a bit.

Walker had swore up and down that he left Diana because of her nagging and the times when they had been together and made love he had always told her he wouldn't go back to Diana. That he would stay with her but he eventually left. He left her before she had even known about his parting gift in the form of Kobe but even after she had found out no one suspected except for Diana who had paid her a visit once when Kobe had been three months old. Diana had warned her not to say anything and she hadn't. She kept her word to the woman that Walker had obviously always been in love with.

"My dad was from here?" Kobe asked knowing his mom refused to talk about his dad much. "I mean I just figured he was kind of a drifter and was visiting."

Jolene who had came out of her thoughts just stood from the porch, "He was a drifter," she lied. "All I can tell you though son is to guard your heart. Don't let this Anne woman in too deep," she told him before walking inside.

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Tristan just smirked to himself as he snapped the last shot of Anne who was now completely naked. "I think that's the last one," he said as he left the camera up and walked over to where she had been sitting. Her legs were spread and during the pictures he had gotten her to take her hair down. "I mean unless you want me to take more," he said as he bent down between her legs, his hands resting on both of her thighs.

"No that's all," Anne told him as she looked down at him between her legs. He too was as undressed as she was. That was her one stipulation of letting him take the pictures. That he had to undress as well. "I mean I wouldn't want the issue you have with your c**k getting any worse," she winked letting him know she had seen his erection. "I kind of wanted to take care of it for you."

Groaning at her words Tristan looked up at her before leaning up to kiss her on the lips. "Just how do you plan on taking care of it?" he asked in between kisses.

Pulling away from the kisses Anne moved from the chair, straddling his waist as she did so, "Like this," she whispered before sliding down on his c**k. A whimper coming out as that action caused him to fall back onto the floor in a seated position and she fell with him, feeling his c**k deeper inside of her.

Tristan couldn't help but moan as he felt his c**k go deeper inside of her once he was all the way on the floor in a seated position. "I think I like this way of taking care of my problem," he told her before kissing her again.

Kissing him back Anne bit down on his lip as she started to move on him. She knew in this position she was the one with complete control and that was why this time she chose to go slow in her movements as she rode his c**k. She liked going slow sometimes mainly because it made it feel different then just some f**k for them both to get off. Going slow felt more like they were actually making love to one another.

Digging his nails into Anne's skin as she went slow on his already aching c**k Tristan kissed her harder on the lips as he let himself move with her some every now and then. He was fine with letting her set the pace. He had always liked her in control during s*x anyway. It was different than his past s****l experiences where he always had to be the one in control. Sometimes he just liked to submit to his woman.

"f**k," Anne whimpered out as she pulled away from the kiss and her head fell back as her orgasm set in. "f**k Tristan," she muttered feeling her walls closing in around his c**k. It was during her own orgasm that she felt his c**k twitch inside of her before feeling him come and she smirked as she rested her head against his shoulder afterwards. She always liked when they could orgasm at the same time though usually it was rare when it did happen.

After catching her breath Anne moved her head up slightly kissing Tristan's neck, "Do we have to move?" she asked before laughing. "I don't think I have the energy."

"Unless you want to sleep on this cold floor then yeah we should move," Tristan smirked as he kissed her again briefly as he turned his head to face her. "But my d**k has no problem with you staying on it all night."

"Pervert," Anne teased before finally moving off him and looking around for her clothes as she stood up. Once she had them she got dressed watching as Tristan did the same. "I should get going," she said as she fixed her hair again this time just putting it up in a messy bun.

Tristan nodded hearing her, "Back to your parents?" he asked as he adjusted his jeans. He had hoped that maybe she'd come back home now, especially after the s*x they had just had.

"Yeah," Anne answered as she gave him a smile though she could see the disappointment on his face. "Tonight was good for us Tay but I don't think it means our problems are solved," she reasoned as she shook her head. Going to him she kissed his cheek before walking to the door which she unlocked before stepping outside and walking to her car.

Getting in she reached for her phone checking to make sure she had no messages from her parents or sisters. Not seeing anyway she was about to turn her phone off as she saw the date and time. "s**t," she whispered to herself knowing she hadn't taken her birth control for today and Tristan had just..."f**k," she cursed again as she started her car. She was pretty certain she was ovulating right now and she knew this meant one more trip before going home even if she was tired. She had to get to the Plan-B pill. There was no way she was going to have another oops baby.

After Anne left Tristan walked over to the camera and took it down. He was going to send these pictures to himself before going home. It may have been a delaying tactic to keep him from going home to an empty house but he didn't care. He hated going home to an empty house.

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An hour later Anne looked at herself in the mirror as she stood in the bathroom at her parents house. She had finally gotten home and showered before putting her pajamas on. Now though she was standing her and look down at the pill in her hand as a glass of water sat on the sink.

As she looked at the pill she couldn't help but think of John saying he wanted a baby sister and also Tristan saying he wouldn't mind another child. This pill could possibly stop that and a part of her felt guilty but she didn't want another baby yet. She wasn't ready for a third child though she couldn't help but wonder what if she did have one more baby now. Tristan holding that baby. Her round belly as she was pregnant with that baby. The endless nights of no sleep because of the crying.

Shaking her head she put the pill in her mouth and reached for the water soon washing the pill down her throat. After she had swallowed it she took a few more drinks of the water before breaking down in tears and moving to the floor where she sat as she cried.

She hated that again she felt bad for something but she knew this she had control over. She was tired of fate f*****g with her life and at least she had control on whether she got pregnant again or not. She also had control over things with Kobe. She could choose to go out with him and she was going to do that still too. A part of her just wanted control on her life. Something she felt like she had lost when she got pregnant with John. She just wanted to be like every other woman her age instead of the wife and mother that she had been since she was eighteen.