The Asian Intern & the Married Man Ch. 04

This story follows from chapter 1, 2 & 3. 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. For those who have been waiting for the conclusion of this story, I apologise. I had hoped to tie everything up with chapter 4, but there are too many events before the ending that I wanted to write about. Sorry if there is too much detail or unnecessary dialogue! Provide me with feedback so I can improve!

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Alisha sat back on her chair and sipped on her green smoothie. As she sat at one of the outdoor tables she reflected on how well things had gone for her. Everything was going to plan. In front of her, was a diary with a complex looking mind map. Some of the boxes in the mind map were ticked and some were crossed. All the ticked boxes were pointing at three unmarked ones. These boxes were the 'yet to be actioned' boxes. One box read 'Befriend Joyce'. Another read 'Get pregnant'. Yet another read 'Destroy marriage'.

All three boxes lead to a picture of a heart with the words 'Mission complete', then below that; 'Happily ever after!! Alisha circled the heart picture with her long painted fingernails. She had to think out the next moves very carefully. She was too close to mess it all up now. She knew all the worst case scenarios and knew likely courses of action to reach them. It was now a delicate tight rope to the finish line.

A chair was suddenly pulled up in front of her. It was her high school friend, Carla.

"Hey babe! Take a seat. Long time no see," Alisha looked up smiling.

"Sup bitch!" the pretty brunette said casually while taking a seat. This invited stares from people on the surrounding tables.

Carla wore a fashionable pair of large sun glasses, long leather paints and a black t-shirt with a band name written on it. She looked like she was an artist or member of some sort of underground band. She looked desperately out of place in this upmarket outdoor cafe, but she also came across as someone who didn't give a fuck anyway. The two had been friends since high school and shared many secrets. While they both had a larger group of friends, the two of them shared a strange bond and seemed to 'get each other'.

"So this is the type of place you are eating at now? You have moved up in the world," Carla said while looking around.

"Yeah, I am onto a good thing with my job ... and other things..." Alisha said with a cheeky smile on her face.

"Oh I have seen that look before, but not for a long while. Who is the lucky guy? Or should I say unlucky guy..." Carla joked. She knew the effect Alisha and on guys.

"His name is Mark and he is a partner in the firm I am working at," Alisha said.

"Fuuuuck, you are fucking the boss?!" Carla asked surprised.

"Carla! Don't be so crass. I am in a relationship with my boss. And fucking his brains out," Alisha joked.

"Well you were always driven Alisha and that is one way to the top I guess. So tell me more about him. How did it start?" Carla probed.

"Ok ok!" Alisha began excitedly, "I think he is the one! He is rich, handsome, smart..." Alisha said before Carla cut her off.

"I like how you started with rich. What about the only thing that matters?" Carla said with a sly smile.

"What? He's rich and handsome..." Alisha said confused.

"THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS," Carla said tilting her sunglasses down to make direct eye contact with Alisha before holding her two index fingers 5 inches apart.

"Oh that...," Alisha laughed.

"Yes, that! Don't hold out on me girl. What sort of equipment are we working with here?" Carla asked.

"Bigger," Alisha stated.

"Ok," Carla said while moving her fingers to about 6 inches apart.

"Bigger," Alisha said with proud look on her face.

"Good girl! That's a respectable size," Carla said while adjusting her fingers to 7 inches.

"Ummm I'm not finished. Bigger," Alisha while starting to giggle.

"Oh looks like you've got yourself a keeper," Carla said while nodding.

"I am still not done," Alisha smiled.

Carla took her sun glasses fully off and stared wide eyed at Alisha in disbelief then adjusted her fingers even wider. Alisha nodded.

"Holy shit Alisha! You dirty little slut. Well now I see the real reason you're so smitten," Carla said accusingly.

"Trust me that is just a bonus. My mother didn't raise an idiot. I know what my priorities are. He ticks all the boxes," Alisha boosted.

"Like?" Carla asked.

"Well he's rich, powerful, ambitious, married, emotionally stable ... " Alisha said before being cut off again.

"What? Come again?" Carla said while moving her head forward to listen more carefully.

"Oh umm emotionally stable?" Alisha recalled.

"No, before that," Carla asked with an intense curiosity.

"Oh, um married?" Alisha asked.

"Yes, that! That's what I thought you said! Explain yourself. Is he separated or something?" Carla asked wide-eyed.

"I don't see how you of all people would be shocked by that. And no he lives with his wife," Alisha replied.

"But he is MARRIED! He is a taken man. I mean I kind of get how this may happen by accident, but you make it sound like you were actually targeting a married man," Carla accused.

"Yeah, well... I was targeting a married man," Alisha replied matter of factly.

"What? I mean, god knows I know you have your wild side, but this is crazy even for you. You are not making any sense Alisha," Carla began.

"Wait. Before you get all religious on me, let me explain myself," Alisha replied.

"Explain away," Carla said intrigued.

"Ok, well you know how they say all the best guys are taken?" Alisha asked.

"Umm yeah, I guess..." Carla replied.

"Well that's basically because they are," Alisha explained.

"Huh?" Carla said looking confused.

"Here me out. Guys that are basically H.E.A.M are taken because bitches know that they are onto a good thing. They find one and marry their asses," Alisha was again interrupted.

"H.E.A.M?" Carla said still disbelieving what she was hearing.

"Happily Ever After Material. Jesus Carla, keep up," Alisha replied.

"Of course. I should have guessed," Carla said sarcastically before sitting back on her chair.

"Anyway. I've tested this out myself when dating. There is ALWAYS something wrong with the guy. He is either not going anywhere in his life, lacking ambition, stupid or just not genetically capable of creating good offspring. Even if everything checks out there is a problem with young guys. They are a wild card. You really don't know what is going to happen with them. You are taking a wild gamble. When you choose an older guy, it's like getting something tried and proven. If they haven't laid their stake in the ground by now, they never will so you pick the successful ones. Not too old, but over 35 is good. The chances of a successful man of this age fucking up now is slim to none. After all, he got to where he is by being balanced, focused and diligent. All genetic traits that would be good for your kids, by the way. But try finding a financially successful man with superior genetics that is single. It's impossible. So you look for the ones that married young. Not that it's impossible to seduce a married man with kids. It just takes way better conditions and planning. There's been many cases in my family where we have successfully done this," Alisha ranted going off on a tangent.

"What?!" Carla asked disbelievingly.

"Yeah, we have been doing this for generations. My mother taught me these things just like her mother before her and so on and so on," Alisha casually admitted.

"Holy fuck Alisha. Why are you sharing this with me?" Carla asked.

"Cause you're my friend stupid. And I don't want you to end up like some of our other friends. Rebecca is now a single mother. Tasha's married to some dude whose onto his third job in two years. And Sarah thinks she is in love with that artist. Fuck, could you ever choose anyone as emotionally or financially unstable as a young fucken artist. Won't be long till he gets bored and is fucking someone else. And success to a young man will only make that happen faster," Alisha ranted.

"Hold up, hold up. We all run the risk of shit happening in our relationships. What makes you think it won't happen to you? He's obviously got a taste for fucking around now. What makes you think he won't do the same to you when he gets bored? We all grow old you know!" Carla stated.

Several people from the tables next to theirs decided they had heard enough from these obnoxious girls and walked off in disgust. While passing behind Carla, a lady in her 50s lent down beside Carla and spoke directly to her.

"Don't listen to this home-wrecking hussy my dear. Love is all that matters," the lady said while patting Carla's shoulder then scowling at Alisha.

Alisha gave an overly sweet smile back. The smile seemed to say everything. It communicated how Alisha could take her husband if she wanted to and how she was young and in her prime while the lady in her fifties was no longer desirable to anyone. Moments passed with Alisha holding her smiling gaze making sure the message was clear. The older lady broke her stare suddenly and hurried off.

"What just happened?" Carla asked confused.

"Well it's an animal thing. Let's just say I let her know her place in the world. If she is smart she will accept this and make preparations... Or she might be lucky. You never know," Alisha said changing her tone.

"All these years... you think you know someone..." Carla began.

"Back to your question before we were rudely interrupted by the women whose husband is probably getting fucked by his secretary right now," Alisha continued.

"Yes, what makes you think it won't happen to you?" Carla persisted pointing a finger at Alisha half jokingly. She knew Alisha would have an answer for this that made perfect logical sense. Well, at least in her world.

"Very good question Carla, I am glad you asked. I might have to start charging for these secrets you know. This is centuries of family knowledge I am sharing with you," Alisha said trying to sound a little like a school teacher.

"Well I am a little short right now as you know," Carla laughed.

"You wouldn't be if you listened to me. I wouldn't be able to give away all the family secrets anyway. But a lot of them are just common sense things that you would be able to work out for yourself anyway if you took the time to reflect on them. But I will point you in the right direction and get your thinking right," Alisha began.

"Wow, you want me to be like you? Now I am in trouble," Carla laughed.

"Just listen and take notes. The reason it is not going to happen to me is simple. And it all comes back to why married men are desirable in the first place. An older man has proved his place in the market one way or another. That is why he is a safe bet. An older married man has proved himself to be a faithful husband for a decade or more. In the case of my Mark, 15 years," Alisha said seemingly proud of herself.

"There are a couple of factors that will keep us together for the long haul. For one, he has shown he is capable of a long term relationship, even with a women who is sexually unattractive and for whatever reason is not baring him offspring. He has staying power and discipline," Alisha stated.

"Obviously not enough," Carla retorted.

"No one in Mark's position would have been able to resist me. I marked him from day 1. Centuries of seductive strategies unknowingly applied on him. And being young and hot goes a long way also," Alisha replied.

"Ok he has staying power. What else?" Carla said impatiently.

"Well he has been used to bad pussy for almost 20 years. He has never had pussy like mine before. He has had over 15 years of boring sex. He has never had a women like me. A women who will scream his name in bed and give everything to him. He is going to appreciate me more than any young man ever could because he has seen the other side and been subjected to it for an eternity. He is going to thank god he is with me everyday for the rest of his life. You just can't get that from young men. They will always wonder how green the grass is on the other side. That's why our friends are basically fucked. With Mark, he knows I am the greener grass. All he has to do is look back over the fence at where he has been. There's more to it than that. There are retention strategies of course. I can't be such a bitch to him that he will want to leave," Alisha explained.

"Is that it?" Carla asked.

"There is way more. That is just the tip on the iceberg, but this is enough for you. The other way to look at it is that the older man is going to slow down in about 15 to 20 years. By that time you really don't have anything to worry about. His desire to fuck other women will fade. Not that I think I won't be enough for him of course," Alisha said sitting back.

"Of course," Carla said sarcastically.

"The other thing that keeps a couple together is babies. In my parents' culture they have an expression; 'babies are the glue that keeps a couple together'. Once you have hooked your man, the strategy changes you see. We as women are now in retention mode. We must work on multiple platforms to ensure the man will stick around. My mother taught me and my sisters a scoring strategy and I worked out that Mark is basically dragons status," Alisha said changing the subject. She was obviously excited.

"Dragon status?" Carla asked.

"It means he's real good hun. It means they don't get much better. The fact that his wife hasn't produced offspring for him is massive. You see, whether guys want to admit it or not, they all want to put a baby in you. It's built into men. They don't even understand it themselves even though they are so driven by it. It's almost like they don't want to believe that something has that much control over them. Well it does. That's why men will do and agree to the stupidest shit if they think they are going to get some. When it gets strong down there Carla, it gets week up here," Alisha said while first pointing to her crotch and then her head.

"Another pearl of wisdom from my morally bankrupt friend," Carla sighed.

"You better believe I am throwing you pearls Carla. I am going to be looked after in life both financially and emotionally. You want to place a wager on whether I am going to end up better than our friends?" Alisha pressed.

"No thanks Alisha. I think you know what you are doing. That much is obvious. It just seems... well, wrong. You are breaking up someone's marriage. Doesn't that seem wrong to you?" Carla asked while shrugging.

"I thought we would get to that and I am glad you asked. Take some more notes from Aunty Alisha," Alisha said confidently.

"Here we go. I think I have been corrupted enough though," Carla sighed.

"Ok, well just here me out here. Mark is going to be happier with me than he has ever been with his wife. He didn't realise before how good life good be with a women who will attend to his needs like only I can. He was miserable before. He just didn't really know it. So I am giving him freedom and a new chance at life," Alisha responded.

"Uh huh? And what of the wife?" Carla asked.

"Fuck her!" Alisha said out loud.

"Really?" Carla responded incredulously.

"Yeah fuck her. If she doesn't appreciate what she had in Mark she doesn't deserve him. She is maybe 15 years older than me, but is as naive as fuck. If I was her, I would be checking in on him all the time. I would also be keeping in better shape and you better believe I would have given him a baby or three. Basically if she doesn't have what it takes to hold on to a winner like Mark, then she doesn't deserve him in the first place," Alisha stated.

"It still sounds wrong," Carla insisted.

"Ok, well... take it from this perspective then. If I could seduce him, then isn't it possible, even probably, that someone else could? Joyce could either feel the pain of that now or later. And the later it is, the worse off she will be. So in a way I am doing her a favour," Alisha justified.

"Hmmmmm. I kind of get it but ..." Carla was then interupted by Alisha.

"Ok well let me hammer the final nail in. If Mark was really happy...for that matter, if anyone was really happy in their relationship, would they cheat?" Alisha paused waiting for Carla's reaction.

"Well, no I guess not ..." Carla said reflectively.

"Booya bitch! You can thank me later," Alisha said triumphantly.

"Ok but it's still kind of 'dog eat dog' isn't it?" Carla asked.

"Fuck yes, it is! It is a dog eat dog world honey. I don't get why western women don't understand this. My parents have seen some shit before they moved here. Many of the women in my line have. People born in this country grow up so privileged and entitled that they don't realise the realities of the world. You need to secure your place and fight for it. Only then can you start to enjoy life. You want something, you gotta fucken take it," Alisha said passionately.

"Wow thanks for that Tony Robbins!" Carla joked.

"You joke but I am spitting out reality and you know it. I am telling you all this stuff because you have always been there for me. Now I want to give a little something back. I am not supposed to share even a little of these secrets with you, but I want you to be happy too. And right about now is the perfect age for you to start getting the man of your dreams while you are still young and attractive. Don't end up a single mother honey. It looks heroic in the movies, but reality is much tougher than that," Alisha said while reaching across and taking her hand.

"Well ok I guess. In actual fact there is an older man at my work that is kind of hot, but I always thought he was hands off because he is married. Actually I have met his wife and she is a total bitch. To him and to everyone. Let's just say you have intrigued me Alisha. I am seeing possibilities that I didn't think of. Not saying that I will do anything, but it's nice to have options," Carla started to say looking as if she was lost in thought.

"That's my girl. See, I knew there was hope for you or else I wouldn't have bothered," Alisha was obviously impressed.

"Ok, easy, easy. I am not committing to anything. I am just humouring you ... for now. So you have given me the 'why', but how about the 'how'? How do you seduce someone without it looking obvious?" Carla asked while leaning forward sitting her chin on her hands.

"Very good question Carla. That is the RIGHT question. You are thinking along the right lines. I am impressed. Well to start with, it's all about subtle symbols. Symbols could be visual or they could be an action ... a line crossed maybe. The basic thing you want to get across is that you are available, interested only in him, fertile, exciting, nurturing and stable. At the same time, you have to start building a wedge between him and his wife. Slowly at first, everything must be subtle or hints. You are planting seeds. Once you reach one milestone, you go for the next. If you let him know your plans right from the get go, he will never go for it. He will think you are crazy. You cross one line, then cross the next. Once you have crossed a romantic or sexual line with your man, that line becomes the new standard. Once a man has been introduced to something exciting and bad, he will not go back. So it's gentle push after gentle push or suggestion. It's best when you can make him think it was his idea. This is expert manipulation. Make sure each new line you cross has symbolism behind it that helps to both see you as a life partner while simultaneously symbolically building that wedge between him and his wife. For example, eventually you want to be fucking him in his wife's bed. This action holds a lot of meaning behind it. By this point, your man is going to start being uncomfortable sharing his bed with this wife. Oh and of course the most powerful wedge of all is denying them a sex life. His sexual release must be with you. This has the double effect of having him be addicted to you and estranged from his wife," Alisha took a sip from her smoothie.