There was trouble.Diana woke up the next morning feeling nervous. She had confessed unwillingly under his extreme sensual torture. She could not believe she had admitted that she was responsible.When her eyes flew open, Diana knew Matteo was home. It was confusing. She looked at the time; it was eight in the morning. She did not want to face her husband nor did she want to go upstairs but there was no choice. Besides, she was already feeling self conscious. Her skimpy night dress left little to the imagination.She reluctantly went upstairs. She found the bed empty but Matteo was standing beside it yawning and stretching away the hold of sleep.Diana looked at Matteo in awe. His muscles were perfect, he worked out his legs also. She could see the veins popping out of his thighs, calves and feet. His sleepy bed hair was rough and tousled.She fantasized running her fingers through his hair."Did you sleep well last night?" Matteo asked playfully.Diana was puzzled by his jovial behav
She shivered in anticipation.She knew that Matteo was at his most honest when he was naked with her. . .or anyone.Matteo, apart from the wealth was a lover of flesh. He reveled in it.Right there in the living room, Matteo slowly invaded her pussy hole with his shaft. Back and forth he went has he drove his wife into near madness.Diana hissed softly has Matteo gave her slow strokes. It was insane how his cock could affect her so much no matter how many times they fucked.Matteo was gentle. Kissing and caressing her sensitive body, bringing her to the edge. She moaned and groaned in pleasure.Diana did not know when she wrapped her legs around Matteo's waist and held him tight. Her pussy was on fire and she wanted to cum from the rigorous slow fucking Matteo was employing.Matteo felt her orgasm building up so he stopped moving. His wife whimpered in protest, she was still under Matteo's sensual influence, still reeling from the intense slow fuck, she pleaded with Matteo."Please, I
Matteo was silently jubilant.Although, he did not appreciate his mother involving herself. He wondered how she knew about the situation. He looked at the rear view mirror to get a look at his wife. She seemed hopeful.Matteo drove into the garage, killed the engine and got out of the car. Mrs Armani and Diana followed. Diana went for the stairs immediately they were in the house. They was no point in staying among the two people who hated her the most.Matteo and his mother retired into the kitchen. Matteo had not sat down before his mother began to berate him."I don't know what you saw in her, Matteo. People like her don't know what's good even if they were hit in the face it," She proclaimed.Matteo opened the fridge and brought out a big plastic bottle of orange juice. He grabbed himself a glass cup and poured himself a moderate quantity. He ignored his mother as he sipped his cold juice.Matteo had gotten so used to his mother's constant complaining that he had become numb to it
There was no justice in this world, Diana realized solemnly.She let herself be led to the car by George who noticed her discomfort. She felt numb and her stomach painfully ached whenever she saw Matteo's huge smirk.George helped Diana into the passenger side of the car and gently shut the door. Matteo waved to him as he drove away with his wife.George sighed.The ride home was quiet. Diana faced the window and crossed her hand. She was trying to distract herself from having to talk to her husband."Look on the bright side Diana. You're stuck with me for a while, three months is enough time to reflect on how good you have it with me," Matteo broke the silence. He was mocking her.Diana only sulked in silence. She had no interest in any conversation with Matteo. The drive to the court house from their house had been relatively short, so Diana wondered why they had not arrived home yet.She realized that Matteo was driving purposely slow. Cruising he had called it."Could you please d
Her matrimonial home no longer existed.Diana realized this as she watched the man she married disrespect her in the most vicious way possible. She could only watch in denial and utter disbelief at the way Matteo seemed to be having the time of his life.She knew Matteo had numerous extramarital affairs with various women and she also accepted the fact that he was a cheater but to shamelessly fuck his secretary right in front of her was an all-time low.As much as she did not want it to affect her emotionally, she felt her heart ache and squeeze. She felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces. She felt the pieces sink deeper into her heart.Diana felt goosebumps seize her as she watched Matteo pulled Amanda's dress up to expose her ass as well as pussy. Her eyes moistened with tears as she watched him moved his fingers from her ass to her pussy. She heard Amanda moan while she was sucking his cock.Diana held her chest in pain as tears streamed down her eyes.She was so heartbroken
Diana did not want to be seen shedding tears in public.Especially not in a place like the Haven. This was why she had on glasses. Her voice shook each time she thought back to the incident with Matteo and his employee. Her heart ached every time she remembered the disrespect. It hurt her more than she thought it should have. Was this how much she was still attached to her husband? Was this how much he had an effect on her?Maria was no longer bothered about Diana's outfit. She was concerned about the life her friend had been dealt with. She reached across the table and squeezed Diana's hands in a caring and sympathetic way.Her friend's state bothered her the most. Countless times, she had wished that she could be allowed to go after Matteo and hit him hard for hurting her friend. But each time, she restrained herself because she knew that Diana was still emotionally attached to him.Diana felt the tears that had filled up her eyes escape from their prison but she was sure that her h
Diana hated hangovers.There was a really nice smell of food coming from somewhere in the house. It had penetrated her dreams and forced her out of the sleep world.She could faintly hear low pop music playing in the room and she could also hear Maria humming to the song. She slowly peered her eyes open and she squeezed it shut immediately. It was too bright. The sun shimmered into the room through the window that was to the side of the bed.She slowly sat up as her head ached painfully. She held her head and tried to massage it as she groaned in pain. The light was affecting her eyes and she squinted to see.She gently got off the bed and headed to where the music was coming from. Her vision was still blurry from sleeping and squinting so she walked tentatively.Maria initially thought her friend was sleep walking when she spotted her. It was when she tried to speak that she saw that Diana was awake. So she went back to her cooking.Diana rubbed the drowsiness off hey eyes as Maria
Diana felt her nervousness increase as she was leaving her friend's house.She had first taken a taxi to the Haven to retrieve her car, then drove home. She was apprehensive about seeing her husband but she knew that she had to go home. She could not hide forever.Her nose was invaded by the smell of alcohol and she deducted that Matteo was home. She felt wary of her husband to enter yet she could not keep standing in the doorway forever.She took a deep breath and entered the living room. The first thing she spotted were shards of a broken bottle at the far end of wall of living room.She knew it was as a result of yesterday's spite with her husband. She wondered where he was. She immediately went into the kitchen to get a broom and trash can. There was no harm in cleaning it away instead of waiting first for Matteo to come do it.She grabbed a wash cloth and filled a bowl water. The water was mixed with detergent and a small amount of perfume. She carefully picked the broken piece