Alex

You always knew you were playing with fire. A secret relationship, a hidden marriage–it was all risky, but you never regretted it. Alex was the man who made your legs give out–strong, rich, vulgar, and devilishly charismatic. He loved to make you blush, and you... You loved him. To the point of stupefaction. Goosebumps

But now you were sitting in the bar, with your back to him, controlling the situation. Besides his friends, your boyfriend was sitting at his table. The one you could never tell the truth to. Alex was aware of this and clearly enjoyed this game.

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice him pulling out his phone and opening something with a grin. After a second, he leans over to your boyfriend and shows the screen, grinning contentedly.

-"Do you recognize it?'

he draws lazily, tapping his finger on the screen

Your boyfriend squints, and you freeze. My heart is pounding in my chest. What does he show there? A photo? Correspondence? A video? Alex loves to bully, but he would never set you up... Or is it?

You pretend to be engrossed in your drink, but your ears are hanging on every word.

Your husband says with a grin

-"Ich rauche jeden Tag, ich rauche gutes Gras Mein Schwanz dehnt sich aus und deine Schlampe fließt aus meinem Paar Ich rauche jeden Tag, ich rauche gutes Gras Mein Schwanz ist wie ein Geschenk, deiner Schlampe gefällt es"

He points at your back and smiles even more vulgarly, you look at him and don't understand what he's saying because you didn't learn German, but your boyfriend silently got up and left, and your husband came up to you and took you by the waist and pulled you onto his lap and now you were sitting in a circle of his friends

-"Sie mag, sie mag, mag meine Zwanzigerlänge Du hattest meinen Schwanz – bediene die verhasste Hand, die ihn hat sie mag, sie mag, mag meine Zwanzigerlänge deine große Tasche hat meinen Schwanz kalt gemacht"

He speaks in your ear and kisses your neck until you tremble.