EPISODE 3
Mandy Mallory.
She wore that name as well as she bore her hell of a marriage. If she ever needed to step out, she dressed up real good and the paparazzi never stopped following her. What did she expect anyway? Pregnant wife to the influential Jake Mallory who still flaunted his mistress around, the media was in for a treat and they swooped in like hawks,ready to tear her apart till they got every juicy bits of their story.
Her hand slowly sloped to her softly growing tummy. She massaged it lightly and gave a slow sad smile. She had an antenatal appointment today and after that she would check in on Mrs Mallory.
Jake's mom was a slender woman in her late 50s but you couldn’t tell her age easily by looking at her. She always appeared calm like she had everything undercontrol and she wore nothing but custom made designer dresses. As much as Mandy despised the paparazzi, she despised Jake's mom more.
The woman never gave her more than a second glance even if the roof was literally caving in on her. She would tell her in that her annoying sing song voice that she should go home. That she should've known better than crawling into bed with her friend's boyfriend.
No no. She would not cry again. Mandy steeled herself as she wiped off every trace of tears. Tears had become her daily routine after getting married but she wasn't going to cry again.
Smoothing the knee length skirt she wore, she picked up her bag and headed downstairs where a car was already up and running for her.
"Good morning Mrs" Jonas her personal driver greeted as he bowed slightly. Mandy offered him a half smile and a nod as she got into the car.
Jonas navigated his way out into the streets and unto the road. He already knew where to take her every Wednesday morning. Ante natal check up then ice cream at the new food parlour that opened downtown. She was unusually quiet he noticed as he studied her face in the mirror in front of him.
Jonas was one to mind his business but he somehow knew that Mandy wasn't happy where she was. In fact she never wanted to be here, she had told sometime ago.
Her face was clear in the morning light.
Freckles dotted the bridge of her nose and her hair was held up so beautifully accentuating her slender neck. She was beautiful even without makeup.
Jonas quickly turned his attention to the road as she caught him staring at her. It would do him no good ogling his boss' wife like that.
Princeton Hospitals was beautiful and
Mandy wondered why a place this beautiful would still harbour sick and dying people inside. As she stepped out the car, she could already feel the burning stares of people and so she put on her glasses and hurried inside,
impatient to get this over with. She sunk into a cushion ungratefully as st got to her doctor's office. Was it always this hot? He fanned herself with her hand briefly and pulled off her glasses.
"Welcome back Mrs Mallory. Let's have a look at your baby again shall we?" The doctor an elderly man asked. He had a soothing voice and he slathered ultra sound jelly on her belly button, Mandy realized he had soothing fingers too.
The ultra sound machine came on and Mandy watched with awe how far her baby had grown. It was beginning to form tiny hands and feet and it had a heartbeat. As the doctor let her listen to the heartbeat, her eyes clouded up with tears. If this was any perfect family, Jake should've been here. He should've been holding her hand and gushing over hearing the heartbeat of their baby. He would've kissed her and when they got home would treat her to a beautiful dinner and they would have passionate sex.
But she knew she was building castles in the air. When last did Jake touch her in an arousing manner and not to hurt her? He didn't beat her but occasional grabbing, shaking and a shove once a while. He had intended to shut her out with every bit of him and how she loathed herself but she still wanted him. She had fallen in love with Jake Mallory.
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Jake continued to hug Tiffany as he turned her face towards him and began to kiss her. He kissed her calmly at first then feverishly, hungrily. Tiffany hungered for him too and kissed him back. Her fingers digging into his Jake drew her closer, banishing any space between them. He lifted her up and held her by her thighs slowly moving towards his table.
Tiffany chuckled as he cleared the table in one
arm swoop and set her down. Pressing a button on the table, his window blinds dropped and tiffany began to unbutton his shirt swiftly while he planted moist kisses on her face and neck.
His hand dropped to her warm thigh and she stifled a gasp. She could feel her own warm wetness for Jake.
She wanted him, now and forever. Jake slipped his hands into her panties and instinctively she sunk her nails into his back and closed her eyes.
Fuck! Jake loved it when she did that.
He loved the way Tiffany made him wild and free. His hard shaft throbb painfully as he worked his fingers in and out of her, warm liquid slowly creeping on his table. She was biting her lips hard to hold back her moans but he knew she couldn't hold it for long. He added another finger and she exploded, a child-like scream leaving her mouth. Jake smiled widely.
He was glad his office was soundproof. His mouth replaced where his fingers had been and tiffany began to shake like a leaf on a windy morning. He knew what he was doing and he knew how to please a woman. Tiffany tried to push his head away.
"F#ck! Christ!" She exclaimed. "I'm burning up from the inside" she said raspy and struggling to breathe. Jake took off his trousers and drew her to him. Kissing her so she could taste herself in his mouth, he plunged into her ever so slowly making her bit his lip mid-kissing. He moved slowly making sure she felt every inch of him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, taking all of him in.
He was huge and it stretched her till it hurt in a pleasurable way. He picked rhythm and she followed suit all the while moaning to the heavens. Jake had a smirk on his face as he continued pounding her, holding her firmly in place. His table would be a mess later but he didn't care. Right now all that mattered was him and Tiffany. Not Mandy. Not his mother. Not his baby on the way.
He began to grunt slowly as he headed towards climax. Tiffany was almost like a limp rag doll in his arms but he didn't stop. He increases his pace and she arched her back and let out a scream as liquid fire began to stream out of her and unto the rug. It was like
colours exploded in his head and he began to see stars as he dug his nails into her arm and they climaxed together.
Tiffany gave him a slow smile as her body still trembled lightly. Her face was sweaty and her lip sore from where she had been biting it but Jake still thought she was the most beautiful woman on earth. He pushed her limp hair out of her face and kissed her.
"I love you Tiffi" he muttered, his forehead touching hers.
"I love you too jay" she responded.
"Your table is a mess! And we should get dressed". Tiffany suggested as she got off the table and tripped, her legs still wobbly.
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Mrs Mallory was in her penthouse when Mandy arrived. She was dressed in a silky night robe and she was drinking whiskey.
Mandy sat on one corner of the couch and slowly began to rub her stomach again. The doctor had said her blood pressure was dangerously high and if she didn't try to avoid stress and stressful situations, she'd lose the baby. No she couldn't lose the baby. It was the only thing keeping her in jake's life. She couldn't afford to lose it.
" Mandy? How may I help you this morning? " Mrs Mallory asked, a look of irritation on her face. It was clear she didn't want Mandy here.
She poured herself a generous helping of brandy and took a gulp. The liquid raced down like fire, warming her chest and stomach.
"Its about Jake" Mandy started. He keeps late nights and refuses to touch my food". Her voice had already begun to waver. For once she wished Mrs Mallory would take her side and talk sense into her son.
"And how is that any of my concern?" Mrs Mallory asked looking up from the lifestyle magazine she had been flipping through.
Somedays she regretted why her son was married to someone who still had the brain of a 15 year old.
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*Flash back*
"That's impossible! No way! What the f#ck!" A stream of expletives had escaped Jake's mouth and Mrs Mallory wondered what could be getting him all worked up this morning. Pausing at his office door, she heard the unmistakable sound of a woman crying.
"I'm as confused as you are but it doesn't change the fact that I'm pregnant and you're the father" The woman's voice had said and Mrs Mallory had burst into the office at that instant.
Pregnant? A strange lady. Jake to be a father?
All these had puzzled her and in a hurried attempt to protect the family name, she had pressured Jake into marrying her. Jake didn't love her, that she knew. You did what was profitable not what you loved. Hell she didn't love Jake's father either. It was a marriage of political interests and now here she was on the highest ranks of influential people.
If only she hadn't persuaded Jake to marry Mandy, none of this would be happening. It was all her fault.
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"Can't you see how he's ruining the family name by running around with his mistress??" Mandy felt a cold in her stomach by calling her once bestfriend a mistress.
But how could Mrs Mallory be so unfeeling and uncaring? She had feelings too and rights as a human being. God, how she hated this family.
As seconds ticked by, she began to feel very little and very foolish. She shouldn't have come here at first. She should've gone for ice cream then home afterwards. She should've been anywhere but here.
When it became clear Mrs Mallory wouldn't give her any answer, she picked her bag and her resolve. She was going to go home and wait this marriage out.
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