Shannon's Spiral Ch. 02

A month had passed and Josh and I would go to the gym 4 to 5 times a week. He couldn't run or do more than 10 minutes on the cardio machines but he loved to swim. Josh was now relatively comfortable in a swimming suit. In return, I agreed to swim with him wearing a much more conservative one piece bathing suit. Of course, guys still stared but I was fine with it now. Mark was withdrawn as ever. We spoke minimally and our conversations were usually questions and yes or no answers. I felt so isolated from my husband, yet Josh was there to somehow alleviate that loneliness. Since both Josh and Ben were back in school, it was harder for me to be alone with Mark for such a long time. A thick tension grew between us driving us further and further away.

After the boys had finished their breakfast and headed off to school, I was cleaning the dishes when I felt a rather disturbing sound coming down the steps. I couldn't remember the last time Mark had come downstairs in the morning. I looked at him as he struggled to reach the last step of the stairs. He had gained a significant amount of weight and looked terrible because he rarely took a shower. "Hey honey,"

"Shay," he stopped to catch his breath, "I got my old boss coming for dinner tonight. Make sure the house is clean and fire up some steaks." When had he gotten so demanding, and the house was already fucking spotless. I felt myself starting to hate him. I wanted to say something, talk back to him about how he was treating me like shit.

"Okay honey," was how I responded.

After cleaning the kitchen I headed to the grocery store to pick up something for dinner. I strolled around running recepies through my head while calculating what ingredients I already had at home and what I needed to buy. I saw him from a distance but recognized him immediately. His smile warmed me as he waved enthusiastically. It was Mr. Lock.

"Shawn, it's been awhile. I thought you'd come visit sometime after our embarrassing run in."

"Oh? Mark didn't tell you?"

"Huh?"

"He invited me over for dinner tonight,"

"Oh! So you're the one he was talking about?"

"Yes indeed,"

"So that means... you were Mark's boss?" I was confused. I specifically remember Mark being furious at his boss for firing him. This couldn't be... that.. same... boss... could it? I looked at Shawn who was still smiling.

"Oh yes, I completely forgot to mention that."

"Will your wife be attending too?"

"Sadly, she's recently been hospitalized." He stopped for a moment as if a bus of emotions had hit him. He tried maintaining his composure but you could see the pain in his eyes, "I think she's getting close." I laid my arm around his shoulder and hugged him.

"It'll be alright," suddenly, I felt grateful that I still had Mark.

"Excuse me about that. So how is Mark? He sounded pretty bad on the phone. Constantly coughing and whatnot."

"Well, it's been a couple of months since his release and the doctors said he was perfectly fine. Mark on the other hand, hasn't been acting fine at all. He's constantly grumbling about being in pain and rarely gets out of bed."

"That's terrible. I'm sure I can have a chat with him and maybe even get him his old job back." I was embarrassed at how much I had told him about my personal life. He seemed like a trustworthy man nevertheless.

"That would be really terrific. I'm sure Mark would love to work for you again." 'We were so much more happier back then,' I thought to myself.

"I don't mean to probe too much into your personal life but how are you two doing financially." Again, he seemed like he was asking out of sincerity.

"Well... You remember Josh from the pool."

"Yes?" His eyes lit up with excitement.

"Since I'm housing him, his mother has been paying me very generously. So we're alright for now."

"Well that's not very fair. I bet the reason Mark is so sick is because he's not working. If you two ever need it, I could both use your skills in my company." With that we parted ways.

Before I pulled into the driveway, I checked the mail. I must've been checking the mail three times a day now. Mrs. Hansley hadn't sent a check for two weeks now. I was getting worried and knew I had to contact her as soon as possible. I got into the house, with no help from Mark, and put the groceries near the kitchen sink. I dialed Mrs. Hansley.

"Hello?"

"Mrs. Hansley, Hi."

"Oh Mrs. Brae, how are you?"

"Fine actually. I've been wondering if you had sent the check in."

"Oh I'm terribly sorry. I must have forgotten. I'll be sure to mail you another check tomorrow."

"Okay Thank You," That was odd. Mrs. Hansley definitely was not the type to forget anything and was always on time. She had an anal personality. I wonder what was going on.

The boys got home around the same time that I started cooking dinner. They were excited to see that we were having steak. I wasn't the best cook, but I did what I could with what I could afford. Today was our day off from the gym. I kind of missed it though. I felt my life draining whenever I was left in the room with Mark. It only reminded me how many times he rejected me for sexual relations. I wore revealing and interesting bras and panties, but Mark never looked more than once. I ended up giving up on him and just decided that I'd probably never get laid again.

The doorbell rang and Mark came rushing down like a boulder down the mountain. "I got it!" he yelled in excitement.

I could hear them from the kitchen greeting one another and how they had missed each other at the office. Mr. Lock walked into the kitchen presenting a fresh bottle of wine. "That's very sweet of you Shawn."

"Oh no. Thank you for inviting me to your beautiful home. It smells delicious in here."

"Why thank you." I don't know why, but Mark was really starting to disgust me. His stomach was overflowing from his tucked in button up shirt.

While having dinner, I couldn't stop thinking of Mrs. Brae and why she had missed the payment. Like I said before, it was very unlike her. I knew something was wrong and knew I couldn't rely on her anymore.

I interrupted the conversation suddenly, "So Shawn, you said you might have some job openings for Mark and I?"

"Of course!" Mark looked at Shawn with a bit of confusion.

"That's why I wanted to come over tonight and personally offer you your job back Mark. Like I said before, 'no hard feelings,' it's just that business was terrible and I had to let some guys go. You understand, don't you?"

Mark smiled, "Of course Mr. Lock. That would really help us out. I would love to work for you again," his face lit up reminding me of his former self.

"Actually, I was hoping that I could jump in this opportunity too Shawn. Does your offer with me still stand?"

Shawn looked overly enthusiastic, "Of course Shannon. If you two will both come in tomorrow morning, we can start right away." It was such perfect timing for Mark and I to both get jobs. It seemed like someone flipped a switch with Mark that night. He somehow turned back to his former self.

After Shawn had left and the kids had gone to play their video games, I was just about done finishing the dishes when I felt two hands wrap around my waist. I jumped from the unfamiliar feeling. "Hey, it's just me Shay." I could feel his penis through his slacks grinding between my ass. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he began to suck gently. I gasped, grabbing the back of his head.

"Jesus Mark, not here." he continued to dry hump me while caressing my breasts then cupping my vagina with his hand. It felt so good as shots of electricity jolted through my body. I took his hand and lead him upstairs.

We quickly stripped and got into the bed. Mark was as hard as ever. It reminded me when we first had sex. Mark wanted me so bad back then. He couldn't resist but grab at every part of my body. I never told him, but I would go crazy when he pinched my nipples and pulled on them. Mark was too old though and he was very much out of shape. He crawled on top of me and inserted his penis. "Wow, you're so wet Shay."

"It's been awhile," I blushed and turned away too embarrassed to face him.

His weight was crushing me as he began to thrust in and out. Mark wasn't the greatest lover, but he tried his best as he came inside of me within the minute. "Sorry Shay," he said panting and out of breath.

"It's alright. I enjoyed it." I got up and washed myself out in the shower. By the time I got back, Mark was sleeping. I didn't mind too much because I was more happy with the fact that Mark was communicating with me again. Also, we had a big day tomorrow as we would start working.

We walked into the company building that morning. I think I was more excited for Mark than myself. I was just looking to work and somehow support our income, even if it was only a tiny bit. We waited for a minute at the receptionist desk before Mr. Lock came and greeted us. We walked through the familiar building with Mr. Lock guiding us. He was talking about how things had nearly died then suddenly picked up. We stopped at Mark's old desk, it was still empty. "Well how does it look?"

"The same as I left it I guess," we all laughed

"This is only temporary, because I've hired so many people, but Jack Page will be looking after you until you get back in the swing of things.

Mark seemed unsatisfied, "I don't mean to be rude Mr. Lock, but you know just how capable I am of getting back to the position I was fired from."

"I wish I could Mark, honestly, but it's just not possible right now. Once you start landing clients again, I'll be more than happy to promote you."

Mark looked angry. "Now if you'll follow me Shannon, I can show you where you'll be working."

I was working as Shawn's personal assistant. There wasn't much brain work involved. I just had to organize everything he was involved with.

Only a week passed when I woke up feeling like the black plague had invaded my body. I was sore all over and I couldn't stop shivering or sweating. I took all the drugs I could and soon passed out. When I woke up I could hear the door opening. I wondered who it was, but I couldn't get up from the bed.

"Shannon?" A familiar voice called out. "I heard you were sick so I've brought some home medicine." It was Shawn. I could hear him climb up the steps then open the door. I got up as he entered my room.

"Shawn. Sorry I couldn't make it today. I don't feel so well." He was holding a hot drink in his hand.

"Here take this. It'll make you feel much better." I looked over at the clock making sure at least 6 hours had passed since I took some Nyquil. At this point I was willing to try anything to feel better. I took his drink and drank it. It tasted like nothing at all. I could only feel the liquid going down my throat.

After finishing the entire thing I handed Shawn the empty cup. "Thank you," I laid back down.

"I just wanted to drop by and give you that. I'll let myself out. Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow."

I just nodded barely awake and dozed off once again.

It seemed as if I were sleeping for a year before I woke up again. This time it was pitch black. I could feel Mark next to me sleeping. I looked over and it was almost midnight. Something with my body was off. I had this built up anxiety inside and felt as if my heart was going to explode. I didn't feel sick at all but instead, I thought I'd erupt into an orgasm at any second. I went to the bathroom hoping it would relieve my urge. My face was burning up, no my entire body was. My body begged me to touch myself. I was afraid that I was going crazy so I ran downstairs to grab a glass of water.

"You're awake Mrs. Brae," Josh said coming down the stairs.

"Yeah. Did you guys eat dinner?"

"Yeah, we ordered pizza." he pointed at the empty boxes piled up next to the trash. "Are you feeling better?"

"It's weird. Mr. Lock stopped by and gave me some kind of drink. I've never felt better. Just a little bit dehydrated." Adrenalin was pumping through my viens. I noticed the boxers that Josh was wearing and all I could think about was getting a good fuck from him.

"That's good to hear. I think Ben was worried about you."

"He's always worried. Why aren't you sleeping Josh?"

"I accidently fell asleep when I got home and just woke up right now. Looks like it'll be awhile before I can go back to bed."

"Well since we're both up do you want to do anything?"

"It's been awhile since we went swimming."

"Sorry, it's just that I started working recently and it seems like I have less time now. Swimming sounds great." We went to our rooms to gather our clothes. I got upstairs and couldn't find my one piece bathing suit. Dammit! I looked through the drawers a little longer and was only able to find the the vulgar cow skinned bikini I had bought at WalMart. I could feel my pussy soak as I thought of what others would think when they saw me wearing such a revealing bikini. My body asked for my touch again. I gently rubbed over my clit. I thought I was going to die. My body was super sensitive as I nearly came from the single rub. I put the bikini in my bag and walked out.

It must've been close to 1 in the morning when we arrived at the gym. The place was deserted without even a staff member to greet us. I got dressed as quickly as I could and headed into the hot tub. Josh came out shortly after and sat down across from me. The hot water seemed to cool down my nerves just a little bit. We didn't talk much but sat back and relaxed instead. Our feet accidently touched under water and again, I felt the jolt of lust pour down my body. I wanted a fuck right now. What was going on? I had never felt this horny in my entire life.

"Sorry," Josh apologized.

I just sat there silently. Josh could tell that I was wearing the cow bikini from the strings that were wrapped around my neck. He silently blushing.

"Can I sit next to you?" He asked awkwardly.

I didn't know what to say. That was a rather odd question. "Sure," I dipped myself neck deep as he was transferring onto my bench. The hot tub was small and our thighs were brushing against one another's.

The only sound in the entire swimming room was coming from the jets of the hot tub. He laid his hand on his thigh. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back trying to focus on relaxing and calming my nerves. Suddenly I felt it. Josh's pinky finger had barely brushed against my bare thigh. Right when I thought I was winning the battle against my nerves, they were reignited by Josh's touch. This was bad.

He kept on doing it; slowly accidentally rubbing his fingertips down my thigh. Not a single word was exchanged and eventually he had his entire palm on my thigh. I didn't know what to do at this point. A rational version of myself would've told him to stop and that it wasn't okay or right for him to be physically touching me. My mind was racing and my body was loving every second of it.

It had to have been the drink that Shawn had given me earlier. Perhaps some side effect, or even worse, I was drugged.

Josh with his palm on my thigh, began to rub up and down the length of it and then started working to the inner thigh. I could feel him staring at me but I couldn't look at him. 10 minutes passed as he gropped my leg. He was now hitting my pussy when he reached the top of my inner thigh and then moved down again. His strokes slowed down and focused more on the top half of my thigh. He stopped completely and peeled my bikini to the side. I felt him inserting a finger inside of me. I was going to cum but I suddenly got flashes of Mark and Ben. I couldn't do this. I got up abruptly. "I think it's time to go Josh." I said not looking at him.

I got out of the hot tub and readjusted my bikini while walking to my locker room as fast as I could. I heard Josh jump out of the hot tub too. Just before reaching my locker room I felt a someone grab me and shove me down into the janitor's closet. The door closed instantly after that. It was pitch black in there. "I love you Mrs. Brae," I could hear him panting loudly. I was on my back and he had me pinned down.

"Please Josh, don't do this. Not today."

"Mrs. Brae. I'm sorry. I just can't control myself anymore. I love you and I need you." He aggressively grabbed my tits and began squeezing them.

"Ow," I moaned out. "Please, stop." I begged him again. My body was thoroughly enjoying it though. Every nerve in my body was reacting to Josh's assault on my breasts.

"I love these big beautiful tits." He squeezed again before landing his mouth over my bikini and began sucking.

"Ah,"

"They're so delicious and beautiful," He ripped my top off and began squeezing my now bare breasts even harder.

I wanted to fight back but I had no strength. He pinched one nippled and sucked so hard on the other. "Ow Josh! Ahhh!" I squealed again.

With both his hands on my breasts he began kissing my body moving up. He sucked on my neck driving me insane. I grabbed the back on his head, just like I would to Mark, and pulled him in. "Oh god." After giving me a probable hickey, he moved to my lips. His mouth opened wide when his lips pressed against mine. He was very inexperienced and too anxious due to the heat of the moment. He began sucking and sticking his tongue out sloppily drenching my face with his saliva.

"Stick your tongue out. I want to taste your tongue," I did as he asked and he began sucking my tongue. He kissed me more and more intoxicated by lust. While he was kissing me, I could feel one of his hands move off my breast and down my stomach. He viciously ripped my bottom bikini to the side and jammed his fingers inside of my pussy. "I've never had sex before or even felt what a pussy feels like. You feel so tight Mrs. Brae. Does Mr. Brae not take care of you?" I thought about it and felt like such a pathetic wife. I pitied myself for ending up with such a sexless marriage. He couldn't see my face but I nodded. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you from now on." I was happy at the moment as he began fingering my pussy. In and out, I could feel every centimeter of it. He was moving his fingers around searching for my G-spot. When he hit it, I let him know.

"Oh god!" My back arched and I gripped his hand tightly restraining him from doing it again.

"Oh you like that don't you Mrs. Brae?" He was too strong as he tickled my spot again.

"FUCK!" I yelled out trying to rip his hand out of my pussy. It was too late, he knew exactly what he had to do as he fingered my g-spot without rest. I came to a quick orgasm as I thrusted my hips into the air and began humping his hand. I let out a sigh of relief as he settled me back down to the cold, concrete floor. I could hear him rustling with something before I heard a wet plop. My mind was spinning and I was still coming down from my first orgasm when I felt the head of his cock brush against my pussy. I jumped up alerted. "Please. That's enough Josh. We can't do anything else." My legs were crossed and I reinforced them with my arms holding them in. He pulled me from the corner and shoved me to the ground this time with my belly to the ground. I tried pushing myself up but he slammed himself on top of me.

"Just wait," again he positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I had just cum, but my body was still hot wanting his cock to drive into the depths of my pussy. He had trouble getting it in ramming it into the sides or slipping out. "Damn it!" I stayed quiet laying on my face with my ass sticking up in the air. Then I felt it. He slowly got the head of his cock inside of me and pushed in slowly. I was soaking wet allowing his member to pass into me more gracefully. He was much thicker than my husband. I could feel his cock pushing the sides of my insides outward.

"Ahhhhhhhh," I came again after he got a few inches in. I collapsed to the floor catching myself with my elbows.