Page 15 of Sinful Affair
“That kind of night, hey?” I smirk, licking my hand, shaking salt onto the back of it then knocking back my shot, clearing the salt and sucking the lime.
Slamming the glass down, I smirk.
“I need another one,” I lick my lips of the excess and Tate jumps up and orders another tray.
Once he is out of earshot, Flora looks at me.
“So… what’s happened?” And they all lean in.
Their eyes are on me and Hallie gives me a smirk.
“Don’t judge me…” I lift my eyes from my girlfriends and look up where Tate is. He is still waiting to be served.
“Never,” Taylor says, shaking her head along with the rest of the girls.
“So, I went for drinks last night, by myself because I was fuming…”
“Yeah sorry we couldn’t make it,” Harper sighs.
“It’s fine,” I wave her off. “Henry…” I pause for a moment and wait for them to register who it is.
“Your boss’s husband?” Taylor hisses, she knows exactly who Henry is.
“The hot older guy?” Hallie wiggles her brows and Flora swats her.
“Yeah, both of those,” I look over at Tate again, the shots are being poured. “Well, he was there aswell… and well, one too many drinks…”
“No you didn’t,” Harper sits back in her chair, mouth agape but not in shock, more in amusement.
“You… and Henry…?” Taylor’s eyes widen.
“Yeah… he fucked me in the restrooms,” and I hide my face, the shame burning onto my cheeks.
“Oh my god,” Flora covers her mouth, Harper laughs and Hallie shakes her head, huge fucking grin on her face.
“Clarissa is…”
“It doesn’t matter what Clarissa is. He cheated on his wife with me, I let him. I allowed it. I let him fuck me into seventh heaven…” I sigh, “I told him no more this morning…” I lick my lips, “then he ate me out and fucked me twice on her desk.” My eyes widen when I look up and see Tate is coming and I silence myself.
The girls expressions are too much.
I’m not sure if they’re disgusted, disappointed or proud of me, but either way, saying the words out loud makes me feel awful. Cheap. A mistress.
But that’s exactly what I was.
His dirty little secret.
Tate can read the room and his brow lifts.
“What did I do?”
“Nothing,” I smile, reaching for the shots and we all knock them back.
I am fucked.
Stupid drunk.
Tate’s hands are all over me. Taylor went home ages ago but said she would call me in the morning, Hallie skipped out a while back so now it’s only me, Flora, Harper and Tate.