It was an incredible experience. She felt so good. And so satisfied. But there was also guilt.
"I am so sorry..." Emelia mumbled. Her eyes filled with tears of guilt, knowing that she had just let a stranger do something so intimate and pleasurable to her that should've been her husband's role to do. It made her feel ashamed and unclean. "I am sorry... I... I cheated on you, dear..."
Seeing how much pain and suffering this experience was putting Emelia through, Lucifer reached for Emelia's hands, taking hold of them.
"Ms. Emelia, I understand this is a very difficult situation for you, and I apologize for putting you through this." Lucifer's voice was calm, his tone reassuring, and Emelia could feel his concern. "I don't want you to regret what is happening here tonight. I want you to know that I like you. And I wanted to please you and show how much you deserve this kind of attention and affection.
You shouldn't let anyone, even your husband, take away your right to enjoy sex. You're a beautiful, attractive, and sexy woman who should have pleasure as often as she wants. So tell me, does your husband ever go down on you?"
"He used to... not anymore," Emelia said. She couldn't look him in the eyes, feeling embarrassed about discussing her private matters. But she couldn't deny that she wanted to talk, to open her heart to someone who was willing to listen, someone who cared about her feelings.
"Ok. Does he often make love to you, Ms. Emelia? Or does he fuck you hard?"
Emelia remained silent.
"I will take that as a no. Hmm. Such a pity, really. A beauty like you is meant to be ravished and loved every day. You are meant to be fucked hard by a man who truly appreciates and desires you."
"I... I know. But I don't have a choice."
"You always do, Ms. Emelia. There are plenty of men out there that would love to satisfy a sexy, mature woman like you."
Emelia let out a sigh. "But... my husband is the one I married and fell in love with, Lucifer."
"And that love has long gone. He doesn't care about you or your needs anymore. I don't know what happened between you two, but it seems to me that the flame is gone from both sides." Lucifer said. "And that is sad. So very sad."
All Emelia knew was that at this moment, she needed Lucifer more than ever. She wanted to feel his body pressed against hers. To taste him. To breathe him. To lose herself completely.
As they continued their kiss, Emelia wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders. Her fingers entangled themselves in his hair as their tongues explored each other's mouths. His tongue was skilled and masterful, and she loved the way it explored every inch of her mouth, leaving no spot untouched.
When their lips separated, they were both breathing hard, and their eyes locked. His blue eyes were filled with lust and longing.
"Ms. Emelia... I want to be your lover." Lucifer said with a serious expression.
Emelia stared at him in shock and confusion. She didn't know how to respond to his request or why he was asking this of her. Was he serious?
"Lucifer... I don't understand." Emelia stammered. She tried to calm her racing heart and steady herself, trying not to let her emotions show. "Don't let your desires cloud your judgment."
"Trust me. My judgment isn't clouded, Ms. Emelia." Lucifer assured her. His hand caressed her face, his thumb brushing gently over her lips. "You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes upon, and you deserve a partner who knows how to satisfy your needs and wants. And I want to be that man for you.
Let me become your lover."
Emelia shivered as she heard his words, her heart pounding in her chest. "You are still young, Lucifer. You will find a better match, and I have my husband. And we should forget about tonight after this. This will never happen again."
"Are you sure you want that? To forget me? To go back to the life of being unsatisfied by a husband who no longer gives a shit about you? Do you want to live a lie? Are you telling me you'd be able to do that?"
"I... Well..."
Emelia was at a loss for words, not sure what to say, not knowing what to think.
She was confused and conflicted. The idea of having an affair, even a secret relationship, seemed so foreign and wrong. She couldn't wrap her mind around the thought of being unfaithful to her husband and breaking the vows of her marriage.
At the same time, she was feeling things that she hadn't felt for her husband in years.