The Addiction

on the floor just beside the sofa. He slowly sneaks his hand beneath my robe. Gently moving his lips closer to mine. I see it coming, yet I remain stagnant, I effortlessly wait for him to get close

l the boredom in his eyes, body, and soul. Like I am not good enough." She cries I don't know what to say, I grab her in my arms, and I cuddle her. "I love him, Grace!. I am afraid our relationship is dying." Izzy keeps crying and this breaks my heart. I wish I could do something about it. "Oh sorry, my baby. How can I help?." I'm so sorry for her. She sniffs wiping away her tears. "You ones spoke of a club. A sex club?. How does it work there?. Think Joe and I need orientation or something like that club!." She is nervous, she speaks so fast and she is restless. "That club has nothing to do with a sex orientation club. It's a perverted club. I don't think it can be helpful for you and your husband. But you can try it out with your husband!." I suggest. "No!. No!. Grace... I can't go there. OMG, that so awful." She screams. "Don't be too judgemental. You might find your sexual passion there. Give it a try. Go and discuss it with your husband." I insist. "I have to get ready for work." I get up from my seat. "Thanks for the night. It's time leaving!. Bye!." She pecks me and leaves. I get ready for work and leave the house. As usual, work at the office is stressful. My boss always has an eye on me. This freaks me out. While, Izzy goes home somehow disturbed and thoughtful about what I told her. Her husband was worried about her all night. He had no idea about where she was. He even thought of the worst. As soon as Izzy steps feet home. "Baby, where were you last night?." Joe runs and hugs her. "I just made breakfast!." He adds. She remains stagnant, staring at him. Then she takes a breath. "Joe, I discovered your liaison!." He steps back dumbfound, without saying a word. "So, you have been cheating on. Why?!. I'm aware we have some crises. But cheating?. No, no, Joe!. I gave you all my life and this is how you thank me?!." Izzy yells breaking into tears and hitting Joe with her class clenched fists. Tears rush down Joe's cheeks. "I am sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. I love you, baby. Please, forgive me. It was just sex!. Nothing serious!" He cries and he says the truth, which is hurting. "That's the issue with us. Sex!. Sex! and only Sex!. I'm sick and tired of this!." She yells. She fights to keep herself calm, "We have to sol