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Helen was not his wife. She was not his girlfriend. No… she was the woman that he ran to and slept with when his real wife was not looking.
She was the one that gave him love, fulfilled his lust, and rejuvenated his trust whenever he needed her to. Helen was the late night mistress that he hid in the dark shadows of his life. She was his secret and that was exactly what she wanted to be.
Written by Pearl Whitaker
Published by AmorBooks
Helen sat by the window and stared outside as she sipped her coffee, blankly staring at the rain drops crashing on the glass. The storm was dying now and by morning the bright sun would be up again. It had been a pretty bleak weekend due to the constant rain and winds but at least her nights were something to look forward to. Her nights had become her ray of light amidst the turmoil of her life.
This night would be no different. Come eight o’clock in the evening a knock would be heard and she’d rush to the front door. She’d find him waiting out there for her and when he’d come waltzing in he would greet her with a passionate kiss that would lead to nibbles and bites and they would crash down on the carpet floor to make love. Just when they thought they were done she would kiss him and they’d go at it again.
