After Escaping From Wedding Night

Chapter 8. Being Caught On Bed

As Jessica's body relaxed, her mind was hazy as she had run a marathon. This should not have happened, and a small voice piped up in her mind which she ignored. That voice did not matter, no, not in the slightest. Her entire world right now focused on him and her being helpless pinned underneath him. Her heart was still beating fast, too fast, and her brain started spinning again as she felt his hands creeping around, gripping her hips, sliding under her uniform dress, headed straight for her panties. 

Jessica lifted her body to aid Roger in taking off her dress. He did so with a vengeance since she heard a sound of a rip as he yanked it off, leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties, which were soaked. He then quickly took off his shirt and pants, and Jessica admired as he stood on top of her body, giving her a perfect view of his chiseled abs. She looked down at his c**k – his thick hard rod that was bulging, waiting to go inside her v****a.  

Jessica had no s*x since the last time she had been with Roger, and she worried how Roger would fit inside her. But then again, she had pushed an eight-pound child out of there so it would definitely fit.  

They stared at each other, wide-eyed, for several long, tense seconds. She gazed down at his enlarged erection and watched in anticipation as he slowly neared it to her flaming p***y. As he pressed the tip inside her, Jessica moaned loudly, shifting her body around to give him more access. She felt him still; she opened her eyes and saw him staring at her stomach in confusion but thought nothing of it since he pushed himself further inside her. 

His d**k was exactly as she had remembered. It fit inside her canal like a glove, exactly as she had remembered. He groaned as well and laid on top of Jessica, driving his p***s deeper inside her body, making her groan. 

He started thrusting faster inside her, making her body move up with each hard thrust. He started groaning loudly and lowered himself, kissing her cheek roughly every few seconds. 

After a continuous five minutes of him thrusting hard repeatedly inside her, she felt him tense and increase his pace, hitting a spot that she had never felt before. It brought waves of pleasure to her. And guessing from Roger's moans, Jessica could tell that he felt the same. 

"I'm going to c*m," Roger whispered while emitting a guttural moan. 

With a few more thrusts, Jessica felt his c*m shoot up inside her, filling her v****a with his seed. The same seed that had filled her up with a child three years prior.  

He collapsed on top of her, with no regard for her petite body pinned beneath him, but she did not care. His sweaty body, the scent of s*x in the air, c*m dripping out of her v****a, and his d**k twitching inside her were so erotic for Jessica. She had imagined this countless times in the past three years, yet never believed it would happen, especially like this.  

After five long minutes, when Jessica started to squirm from underneath him, Roger rolled over, finally giving her some air to breathe. The silence between them was awkward; neither of them not knowing what to say. Roger was ignoring her, completely turned away to the other side. She admired his back. The same back that she was running her hands over just a few minutes before. 

As the haze cleared from Jessica's mind, panic started to set in. What had she done? Did she have s*x with Roger Richard again? I told you, that same small voice piped up in her brain. I told you to stop. Jessica stared at Roger's back desperately. Oh, how she wished things were different. How she wished Roger was hers, not Ruth's, and they lived as one family – just her, Roger, and their son. 

Jessica tried to get up from the bed quietly, which was easier than she thought. Roger was sleeping soundly; Jessica could tell from his even breathing. Her uniform was on the floor where Roger had chucked it when he was ripping it off her. She quickly put it on, not liking being naked and vulnerable in Roger's hotel room.           

Jessica was so busy tidying up the room and putting on her clothes that she did not notice the doorknob turning. Alarmed, she looked up in fear. Who was coming in at this time?! She had no time to hide, where could she hide anyway? 

The door opened and in walked Ruth.

Fucking Ruth. Jessica had forgotten about her.  

"What the f**k!" 

Ruth had a long day out shopping. Though she was put off by the fact that her lover had not accompanied her, she was still happy since she managed to buy everything she had wanted! Knowing Roger was drained from his long day at work, Ruth decided to grab some take-out from his favorite Asian restaurant. She wanted to spoil him since he never took some time to relax.  

However, she was not expecting the cleaner – the same cleaner that had improperly cleaned the room yesterday and left a f*****g pin on the carpet - was here! Jess…Jessica, was it? 

She had a deer in the headlights look and was wearing her uniform, which was all wrinkled. She was holding her shoes in her hand and had her bag, the contents of which were on the bed. Her hair was a mess, and her face was flushed. 

Ruth knew what that look was. It was a freshly f****d look. 

Roger was currently on the bed naked. That was all Ruth needed to see to know what had happened here.