Wild Cat

“The more you break yourself in, the rougher our sex will be!” the jerk declares. “Or is that what you’re trying to get?”

“Get out of my car right now. Did you pick it open like a professional car thief?!”

“I only wanted to leave you a surprise. A small one.”

“A small one? The back seats are piled with flowers…”

“You’re wasting your effort, Cat. Tricks like that work on younger girls. Leave me alone. I’m married.”

“Don’t make me laugh. Every woman is a—”

“But not me.”

“A faithful wife? Ha… You just haven’t been in bed with me. I’m sure you’re this uninhibited type. Let me show you what that means.”

“Just leave me alone. This won’t work with me.”

“You’re wasting your effort. Because your husband isn’t faithful to you!”

I freeze in shock; gift bags slip out of my hands.

“Didn’t you know?” he smirks.

“No. That’s a lie. We have a good marriage. Stable.”

“And the mistress, with whom he’s been in a relationship longer than your marriage lasts. One concession from you, and I’ll prove it to you.”

He must be lying. He’s not used to being refused, and I refuse him again and again—yet my resolve is melting…