The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 03

This story follows from chapter 1 & 2. It is recommended that you read those first. This is a story for those who enjoy the genre of cheating and betrayal. So if that is not you, find another story.

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"Oh Mark, you are right ... up ... my ... pussy!' Alisha moaned while riding Mark in his office chair. Alisha continued to ride him long and hard making the seat creak loudly.

Mark sat back with a satisfied grin on his face. He had one hand on her ass and the other rubbing her amazing tits. There was nothing else he would rather do, no place he would rather be than up Alisha's tight vagina.

The last several weeks since Alisha spent the weekend at Mark's house had been sexual bliss. It seems he was now in Alisha's good books again and she continued to tease and satisfy Mark in his office multiple times per day. At times Mark didn't know if he could handle her. She wanted it all the time. At staff parties they would disappear into his office together. And after the last person left the office for the day, Alisha and Mark would have marathon sessions of loud sex until late at night. Yep life was good for Mark. This Asian minx sure knew how to satisfy a man. Sometimes first thing in the morning, Alisha would step into his office, shut the door, strip to her thong, then run towards Mark, smother him with kisses and practically rape him.

The weekend she stayed at Mark's place wasn't the last time she had been over. Alisha had visited him about 5 times since that weekend when Joyce was away. Sometimes when Joyce popped out with friends for a couple of hours, Mark would text Alisha and she would be right over,having waited down the street for Joyce's car to drive off. Sometimes it would be much briefer, like the time Joyce was just popping off to the supermarket.

But the riskiest time so far, which they had planned carefully together, was when Joyce was having a shower in the bathroom attached to their bedroom.

It was an almost military operation with Alisha parked on the street just outside their driveway in the morning waiting for Mark's ok. As soon as Joyce was awake, Mark texted Alisha to be ready. When Joyce was looking like she was ready for her morning shower, Mark messaged Alisha to be ready at the front door which he left unlocked. When Joyce entered the shower he messaged Alisha and she hurried up the stairs.

She had had a nervous but excited look on her face as did Mark. They humped frantically on the bed while listening to the sound of Joyce singing in the shower. At one point, Alisha got up and put her hands on the bathroom door and stuck her ass out beckoning for Mark to fuck her right outside the bathroom door.

As Mark thrust himself into Alisha, he could hear Alisha mumbling something. This was one of the only times when Alisha was actually quiet during sex. He couldn't make it out, but she was looking right through the door as if she could see through it while saying something. Mark could only catch a few words and thought he could make out a few things she said, but he couldn't be sure. If he was right about what he heard, it would be worrying.

When he had asked her quietly what she was saying she dismissed it. But he heard something along the lines of "Your husband is going to give me his baby. You like that bitch? Your husband is mine now. All mine. You could never satisfy him like I could. Soon we will live together and you will be out of the picture. I will make sure you know it's final bitch".

That's the sort of thing it sounded like to Mark. In any case, he heard a lot of the words "bitch", "baby", "mine" and "husband". As Mark was about to cum up her, Alisha objected making Mark cum on her face instead. She threw some clothes on and ran out the door minutes before Joyce finished her hair drying and came out. Despite all her naughtiness and subtle indications here and there that she wanted his love child, Alisha never let Mark cum up her. Mark wondered why since it was now clear to him that she was out to break up the marriage.

In the office Alisha continued to ride Mark. He reflected on everything that had been happening when the phone rang.

"Fuck, it's probably Joyce," he said with disdain. He hated it when she called right in the middle of getting to that good spot with Alisha.

"Answer it," Alisha ordered.

"Ok, ok ...," Mark responded while reaching past her to get the phone.

"Yes...?" Mark said with a bored sigh.

"Don't sound too happy to hear me!" Joyce responded.

"Oh sorry, I didn't know it was you," Mark lied. Alisha smiled while riding him slow but hard.

"Hey sweetie. You know how it is our 15th wedding anniversary next week?"

"Oh yes of course," Mark again lied.

"Well, I thought it would do you some good if we went on a 3-day cruise to take the edge off a little. And it seems like you could use a break with all the late hours you have been doing lately," Joyce justified.

Alisha held her mouth to stop herself from laughing out aloud. She knew the late hours were because she had been fucking Mark's brains out.

"Well, I don't know honey..." Mark began before getting jabbed in the chest with Alisha's fingernail. Mark looked up to Alisha to see her giving the thumbs up. Alisha wants me to go, Mark thought to himself. It seems what Alisha wants, Alisha gets... one way or another.

"Actually, yes. That sounds like a great idea. When do we go?" Mark inquired.

"Oh wonderful! If you can take next Friday off, we can catch it on Thursday evening and be back on Sunday," Joyce said excitedly.

Alisha reached down for a passionate kiss before licking the side of his neck and ear.

"Ohhhh ... got to go now. Brian has just come in," Mark said distractedly before hanging up.

"Oh yeah... Alisha... what is your evil mind thinking?" Mark probed while Alisha's pace sped up.

"Mmmmmm ... well let's just say I can't have my man's cock up another women, even if it is his wife," Alisha smirked while slowing down and riding him carefully.

"What do you have in mind, you evil bitch?" Mark chuckled.

"Hey! Is it bad to want to know my man is only mine...?" Alisha asked innocently.

"How are you going to do that?" Mark knowingly asked. He knew Alisha thought things out very carefully.

"Ok ok ... well you will go on this cruise. But I am coming too. You will book the room next to yours. Imagine how hot it will be? Your wife will be expecting some action, but all she will hear is the action coming from next door!" Alisha said with a satisfied look on her face obviously thinking herself as some sort of genius.

"I don't know Alisha ... sounds a bit crazy," Mark began.

"All your cum will be for me Mark. I can't let you give any of it to her. I want your nuts empty before you go into the bedroom with her," Alisha explained.

Mark began to warm up to the idea. It would be hot he thought to himself. He could even sneak in a romantic evening on the deck if he was careful.

"Ok well you're the boss obviously," Mark caved in.

"Yes! You won't regret it! I promise!" Alisha said before picking up the pace again.

A week passed. Mark and his wife entered the cruise ship bedroom and dumped their suitcases by the door. Mark collapsed on the bed. Alisha would be staying in the room next door, but he had no idea whether she had arrived or not.

"Isn't this lovely! It is just what we need. A romantic get away," Joyce said while crossing her arms in satisfaction.

"I couldn't agree more," Mark said while forcing a smile. He started to feel pangs of guilt. Joyce was at least trying.

"I am going to explore the ship. You stay here and relax if you want to," Joyce said while putting on a light coat.

"Sure honey," Mark said pretending to be tired.

As soon as Joyce left the room Mark sat quickly upright and checked his messages. I'M HERE! Read a new message. Mark walked next door and knocked on the door. He wasn't prepared for what he was about to see. Alisha opened the door and leaned against one side of the wall. She was wearing a see-through purple negligee with a matching purple bra, which showed her ample boobs (the tops of her nipples were also showing), as well as a purple G-string that accentuated her wide hips and nice round ass. She also wore purple leggings and high heels. In her other hand, she was holding a glass of champagne. She stood there letting Mark admire the view.

"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to join me for a wine?" Alisha asked with a sly smile.

Mark slowly walked in and let the door shut behind him.

"You look ... incredible" Mark said as he admired the beauty before him. He felt like pinching himself.

"Oh shucks. Well I have to look good for my man. Especially if I have to compete with another women," she said while twisting around to let Mark get a 360 view of her.

"Oh there is no competition baby... trust me!" Mark said with his eyes still fixed on her form.

"Oh baby. You sure know how to make a girl feel special," she said while putting her wine down and reaching her arms around Mark's head. She pulled his head in and kissed him passionately. Her thick soft lips felt amazing. They made sweet tender love on the bed before Mark headed back to his own room.

Joyce was there waiting for him. "Where have you been?" she asked. "I was looking for you everywhere," she looked flustered.

"Oh I am sorry dear. I just went up to find where the gym is," Mark said thinking quickly.

"It took you that long? Well, I supposed you're forgiven. You really need to check out the dining area. It's amazing," Joyce explained.

Mark felt relieved that she had changed the subject.

"Sure why don't you show me now?" Mark said as he made for the door.

Later that evening, Joyce and Mark dined in the ship's extravagant restaurant. A couple of tables away, Mark saw Alisha seated by herself with a glass of wine. She looked over at him with an exaggerated sad face. He knew she would expect him to make it up to her for letting her dine alone. He put his hands together apologetically while Joyce was concentrating on the menu. Alisha looked back and smiled then winked. She looked stunning in a beautiful red dress revealing her cleavage and a sparkling diamond necklace that Mark had bought for her a few weeks back. Alisha appeared to already be on to dessert. She picked up a spoonful of ice cream and started licking the spoon seductively. Mark could only smile back while feeling his cock begin to stiffen.

When they got back to the room, Mark told Joyce he wanted to work out at the gym. He knew she would never come along. Mark then proceeded straight to Alisha's room. This time, he was greeted by an equally sexy outfit. It was skimpier and had tiger stripes on it. She grabbed Mark's t-shirt roughly and pulled him in. Yes, it was time to make up for making Alisha feel insecure eating alone.

While they were rolling over each other on the bed, Alisha looked up and whispered, "Now your wife gets to hear you fuck me for the first time"

"I don't know honey. It's a bit risky," Mark began to object.

"How do you think I felt eating alone while watching you eat with another women?" Alisha snapped back.

"Alisha ...," Mark began.

"You are going to fuck me hard now Mark! And your wife is going to hear me scream with pleasure. That's how you are going to make it up to me and have me feel special again," Alisha said as she straddled Mark.

Joyce came out of the bathroom and lay on her bed. She turned the tv off and thought about going to sleep. Just then a look of disgust came across her face as she heard the sound of a couple next door having sex. And not just normal sex. This couple were really going for it. She was repulsed by the loud moaning from the apparent slut next door. And the language was horrific. What if there were children next door? And who makes that much noise? She listened to the wall banging and the loud screams.

"Fuck me baby! Oh yes! Fuck my tight pussy!" the slut screamed.

Oh how disgusting Joyce thought to herself.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!! Yes!! Oh yes! Baby! I need that big cock! I need that cum!" the women moaned.

"Oh yeah!" she heard a deep muffled male voice say.

What sane man could enjoy a silly slut like that? Joyce thought.

"Oh yes baby! Deep in my cunt! Satisfy me more than you ever satisfied your wife. All your cum is mine! All for me and none for her!!" the women continued.

Unbelievable! This slut is a willing mistress. By this time, Joyce had heard enough. She wasn't going to sit there and be subjected to this obnoxious and sinful couple.

She made a fist and thumped on the wall several times. The moaning didn't stop.

"You two! Shut the hell up! There are other guests in this ship besides you, you know!" Joyce yelled.

"Ah ah ah!! Sorry!! We are just fucking!! We will be finished soon!" the women said through the wall with what sounded like a bit of laughter.

"How dare you talk to me that way?" Joyce yelled back.

"Ah ah ah!! I am going to cum! Yes!! Oh baby!" the women screamed.

Joyce then heard the muffled moans of the women's partner obviously about to cum. She decided to go next door and give this couple a piece of her mind. She tied up her gown and stomped out of the suite before pounding her fist on the door next to theirs.

"I want to talk to you two!" Joyce yelled.

She heard a giggle and shuffle before footsteps towards the door. The door opened slightly with the chain still on it. Joyce could make out curvy tanned legs leading up to a skimpy thong. The ladies skin had beads of sweet up it and she got a waft of the smell of sex come out of the room. She could make out jet black hair and part of an ample tit. She looked ethnic. Possibly Latina or Asian.

"Yes?" the women replied.

"You know very well why I am here! The two of you should be ashamed of yourselves! There are children on this ship and me and my husband want to enjoy ourselves!" Joyce said furiously.

"I am sorry. Sometimes I get a little carried away. Why don't you and your husband do it too? We won't complain" the women replied.

"What me and my husband do or don't do is none of your concern. Just like what you and your ... whatever he is ... is none of my concern or the concern of anyone on this ship!" Joyce fumed.

"He is my man and we will satisfy each other as often as we can. Don't blame me if your husband doesn't want to fuck you anymore. By the looks of you, I don't blame him," the women said while revealing part of an eye behind the doorway to look Joyce up and down before moving her head back behind the door.

"How dare you talk to me like that?! You have no right you little home-wrecking slut! You should both be ashamed of yourself!" Joyce said while her face turned a shade of red.

"Baby, this lady is complaining about us enjoying our god-given right to fuck. And she is being rude to me. Can't you come over here and talk to her," the women said with her head turned away from the door.

Joyce could hear heavy footsteps approaching the door. Hopefully, this man would be more reasonable than this ignorant little slut. But then suddenly she heard the women again ...

"Mmmmmm ... big for me again? So soon?" the women sounded surprised.

There was a sound of slurping as she saw the woman's breast come closer to the door and her hand reach across to press against the wall. She is bending forward ... she wouldn't!

"MMMMMMMM" came the deep moan of the male voice.

"Oh fuck!! Yes! Yes! Fuck me right in front of this old bitch! Yeah!" the women's screams echoed down the hall. Joyce was shocked.

"Stop this immediately!" she yelled.

"Oh yes! I think my man is a bit busy to talk to you right now... ah ah ah!!" the women moaned.

"I will be calling the manager and see to it that you two fucking assholes get kicked off the ship," Joyce fumed. She wasn't used to swearing.

"Ummm newsflash bitch! We are on a ship. We aren't going anywhere until the trip is over. Fuck me Mar ... Martin" the women moaned.

Joyce tried to push the door shut so that the rest of the cabin wouldn't have to listen to this disgusting women, but the lady pushed back to keep it open.

"Baby, I think it's time. I think it's time to cum up me and give me your baby," the women said.

"MMMMMM" the man moaned.

"Oh yes fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." the women yelled.

Joyce gave up. She kicked the door, stormed back to her room and threw some clothes on so she could go to the outer deck and get away from this vile couple. As she walked down the corridor the couple's loud moaning echoed down the hall and followed her around the corner. Her heart rate and blood pressure felt very high. She could barely contain her anger.

"No baby pull out and cum on my face!" Alisha said while stepping away from Mark towards the door.

Mark felt frustrated. He wanted to cum up her so badly, but she never let him.

"Why?" he asked in an annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry baby. You are just going to have to trust me. When you come up me for the first time, it needs to be perfect. I thought this was the right time, but it's not," Alisha said as she kneeled in front of him and looked up at him apologetically.

"I don't know what you have got planned Alisha, but ... " Mark began to say before being interrupted.

"Baby we just fucked right in front of your wife and got away with it. I got to say what I really think of her while you were pounding me from behind. How hot is that? The stupid bitch had no idea it was you. You have made me a very happy women and you will be rewarded, trust me. Good things are coming your way!" with that Alisha grabbed Mark's softening cock and put it her mouth tasting her own juices in the process.

"Mmmmmmm" Mark moaned.

Alisha knew what to say to get him hard again and cum on her face.

"Tell me something nasty about your wife..." Alisha asked.

Mark went through a long list of exactly how Alisha was superior to his wife with Alisha nodding in agreement. Mark soon came all over his lover forgetting about the earlier disappointment. Mark was led back to the bed where he and Alisha kissed then fell asleep in each other's arms.

When he woke up he heard the door shut in the suite next door. Joyce had returned. Mark carefully pulled his arm out from under Alisha's head so he didn't wake her. She looked beautiful when she slept. Mark left Alisha's room and circled around the hallway so as not to be suspected by Joyce. He entered their room. Joyce sat on the bed with her arms crossed.

"Where the hell were you?! I looked everywhere" she demanded.

"I was on the deck" Mark began.

"I looked on the fucking deck, you weren't there," Joyce cried.

"I have been looking for you the whole time. I have been back to this room several times, but you weren't there. We must have kept missing each other," Mark said impressed with his ability to lie on the spot so quickly.

"Oh ... I'm sorry Mark. It's just that I really needed your support," Joyce began.

"What happened honey?" Mark asked.

"Oh I met some terrible people from the suite next door," Joyce said tearfully.

Joyce went on to explain the whole ordeal and how she had wished Mark was there to back her up.

"Well honey. You can't blame a couple for wanting to make love on a cruise ship. It's kind of expected" Mark justified.

"Are you siding with them?!" Joyce demanded.

"Well ... you did interrupt them during an intimate moment. It's only natural for them to get angry," Mark explained.

"Well ok but it was just that ... well... you just had to be there Mark! She was a total skanky slut. I could hear everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. She was seducing a wealthy married man. I sure feel sorry for his poor wife! And, ... well ... I couldn't help but get the feeling she was somehow going out of her way to show me that she was in some way superior to me," Joyce went on.