His Greatest Regret

"Have you seen him?!" The music was nearly deafening as Cara yelled out to her friend. 

"I can't hear ya!" Jessica shouted back. "Wait here, let me go find him."

Cara was enjoying the time of her life that evening at the club, except, her husband was nowhere to be found. It was their second year anniversary and it still felt like yesterday when she had said yes to his proposal. 

"Okay, just drink more. It's your day!" Jessica passed her drink to her, watching Cara sip from its content. "Come on, don't be a bore! Drink up."

"You know I'm drunk already." Cara placed the cup on the table, her eyes scanning the room for her husband, Chris.

"I'll go get him. And you should drink up, honey. It's not like you're the one who's going to drive. Chris will take you home, and you guys can have the night of your lives tonight. Who's gonna be on top in bed?" Jessica teased her friend as a smile worked its way to her face. 

"Shut up, Jessica." Cara felt her cheeks burn red. Everytime she thought about anything sexual, she found herself blushing like a fool. Even though she was a married woman and had sex with Chris most of the time, she still blushed.

"Lemme go now. Just stay here, and don't you move your ass, okay?" Her friend was already walking out, leaving Cara to herself. 

They threw a party at a club with some of Chris's friends, with Cara showing up with Jessica, her only friend in the world. Besides Romeo of course. But it had been two whole years since she spoke with him last. Thankfully, Jessica has been around by her side the past couple months. Eighteen months to be exact.

She still remembered how she and Jessica had met at a bar when Cara had visited with Chris on her birthday. 

"Hey," a friend of Chris, Max, stopped in front of her. "Where the hell is Chris? We need his ass down here for our adult game. It's getting sensual down there, you should come too!"

It was obvious Max was drunk already with the way he dragged his words and from his staggering stance. Besides, he was always so formal with her but now he spoke so casually like they were friends. 

A colleague of Chris hurried to join them. "Yo, Max, come on."

Max struggled. "Let's bring her over. She's blessed with these crazy curves, I imagine she'll be a badass on the dance floor. We need hotties--"

"--ignore him. He's fucking wasted." Mathew, Chris's colleague said to her. 

"Hey, have you seen Chris?" Cara asked. It seemed suspicious as Mathew glanced around, watching like he'd just seen a ghost. 

"Nope. Nothing. I dunno." He blinked. "Come on, let's go, Max!" And with that, he disappeared. 

Cara got up, now getting curious. The whole room was spinning as soon as she bounced on her feet, and her body felt warm and cozy like she was one giant vibrating being. This irritating nauseous feeling began to form in her throat but she forced herself to walk around. 

There was a room by a corner where the loud noise of music hitting the speaker dulled down and the area felt very calm in a pleasing manner. 

"Damn it, I'm so tired." She muttered to herself, caressing her forehead that was now banging. "I mean, I'm sure Chris paid for a reserved space. I just wanna lie down..." The thought of laying on a sofa chilled all her nerves.

Mathew with another guy rushed forward to her. "Miss Cara, where are you going!" That was Matthew's voice. 

Cara turned to see all of Chris's friends and colleagues now before her. "Huh? Oh," she seemed dazzled as to why she was being queried by these men.

"I just wanted to lay down for...for like, a while." Her tone was slurred and she didn't mind. She was tired. "I just want to rest for a while until Chris comes."

"But-" Mathew wanted to say, but he stopped himself. 

"You tried your best, bro." Said someone else, resting his hand on Matthew's shoulders. 

Mathew sighed. "Okay. You can go in." 

The way their facial expression seemed so doomed was what made Cara begin to grow suspicious. What was in there?

She watched as they took big steps backward, shaking their heads like she was just about to find the dead body of her parents in there. She shrugged off that dangerously taunting thought and instantly reached for the door knob. 

Twisting the handle gently, she pushed the door open regardless of what she might find in there. 

The room was nothing special with just a long couch in front of her. The color of the walls dulled the room, and with the ugly looking lightening, Cara wanted to head out already. 

Nothing was in there so why were they afraid? She was smart to stay close to the door. She wouldn't want someone appearing from behind to suddenly shut the door tight--

"Damn it, just like that. Hmmm...that's it...!" It was a moaning sound from a woman. 

The thought that there must be a couple somewhere there making out sent shivers down Cara's spine. "Great, I'm in a porn room. Shit!" She muttered as she made a mental note to quickly rush out. 

A loud grunt was heard in a pleasurable tone. "Fuck, I'm about to cum! You're the best, Jesse. I love you!"

Then she heard his voice. 

It was hard to miss. Jesse? Who the hell was Jesse!

With anger coursing through her veins, Cara stormed in, hitting all the light switches to brighten up the room and boom!

Just by the corner was a big bed with two naked people in a standing ovation fucking and moaning loud like the world was about to end. 

And did it hurt her to the very core that her husband was out there in one of the hottest sex positions she knew with a complete stranger?! 

It was nothing compared to the next thing she was about to see. With Cara in the room, Chris quickly pushed the lady away and grabbed his boxer somewhere to cover up his nakedness.

"Cara? Oh my goodness, Cara what--" He paused, glaring at the lady with him who's back was facing Cara as her naked slim butt flashed before Cara's eyes. "Didn't you say she was drunk somewhere? What is she doing here!" Chris began to mutter, though loud enough Cara could hear.

Cara's mouth opened but no words could form. What the hell was he talking about!

Then, Jessica turned to face Cara in her full glorious body. "I thought I told you not to get up from there?"