The Scar

Orana exited the front entrance of the hall from where the social gathering had taken place. A familiar man standing in front of a black SUV got her attention. The man seemed to have waited for quite some time for the ground in front of him was littered with smoked cigarettes. His jacket was hanging on his left shoulder while the shirt had been unbuttoned, making him look exhausted from a rough day. As soon as the man saw her walking towards him, he threw away the unfinished cigarette in his hands and entered the back seat of the car. Orana understood his intentions, but she did not want to have her beautiful night ruined. The side window of the car rolled down and the man inside lazily gazed at her.

"I sent Sirma home." Caleb left Orana with no choice for no taxi came through that area.

A lot of people were leaving the event and the front entrance started to get crowded. It would have been embarrassing for her to ask for a ride in the middle of the night from her respectable acquaintances. After a few hesitations, Orana got into the back seat of the SUV car.

"Why are you here?" As soon as the car started to move, Orana asked the question. Caleb had his eyes fixed on her, but that did not make her uncomfortable.

"I thought I told you never to wear red again?" Caleb's eyes travelled through the body of the woman besides him. The dress had exposed her bare neck and slender long legs. He clenched his hands into a fist as he thought of all the men that had looked at her at the event.

"That was in high school. What I wear shouldn't concern you." Orana had to stand her ground. Over the years it had been a habit to always be strong, especially to Caleb.

"Hmmm, I am glad you remember when it was." A tiny smile was visible on Caleb's face from the corner of Orana's eyes. It was obvious he was enjoying the moment.

"Why did you bother to come?" Was the situation with Madam Xanti so bad that Caleb had to come to release his frustration with her? Did he decide to tell her about Madam Xanti's condition? Was the company in trouble that she had to pull a few strings? Different kind of questions were flooding through Orana's mind as she speculated about the situation.

"I want to confirm something." Caleb turned his gaze back to the front of the car. The conversation in the elevator earlier that day would have kept him awake at night. There were a few things he needed to put back into place.

"Your wife should be waiting." Orana could not believe the words that just came out of her mouth. It was the first time she had brought out such a topic into their conversations. What did his wife do with everything? The wife obviously wouldn't mind if he was out due to business issues. Orana regretted the words but crossed her arms and legs instead.

"Hmm, yes, she might be waiting." Caleb agreed but his wife was the last thing on his mind. He slowly closed his eyes and laid back on his seat. The rest of the journey went on in silence and both did not utter a word until they reached their destination.

The destination was one of the villas owned by the Xanti's family in the outskirts of the city. The villa had five bedrooms and a big garden. More than once Orana had been there and one of rooms was dedicated to her paintings. The feeling of nostalgia came across her, while the mind was trying to understand why Caleb had brought her there in the middle of the night? Was Madam Xanti transferred to that place for a short time? Even though Madam Xanti never liked the villa, it was possible that she would stay there, after all it was there property. As soon as the car stopped, Orana was the first to step out of it. The lights of the villa had been on, meaning someone was inside. Without waiting for the man who had brought her there, she made her way into the villa. Just as always, the caretaker had managed to beautifully put everything in order but there was no sign of any living soul apart from herself. She called out and quickly went into all of the rooms but couldn't find anyone.

"Why did you bring me here? Is there something you wanted to discuss?" Orana asked the man who had just entered the villa.

"Follow me." Caleb led the way into one of the bedrooms in the villa.

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Orana blindly followed into the room, assuming that there was something Caleb had wanted her to see. After she entered the room, the door behind her was locked and it was just the two of them in the room.

"Take off that dress." The calm voice lazily comanded as he started to unbutton the rest of his shirt.

"No. You can't do this." Orana started to move backwards as she finally came to understand the situation. Before she could resist any further, the man in front of her quickly wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and started to unzip the red dress.

It wasn't the first time such a thing had happened between them. Before Caleb had been married to one of the rich daughters, such situations had happened more often. At first Orana had felt disgusted with herself for falling into such a pleasure but she had gotten used to it overtime. Did she love him? No. Did he love her? Only he knew the answer to that. Over the years, the familiarity of his touch had been ecstatic to her. Nothing would change either way, he would hate and torment her in front of everyone while he screamed her name in private. There was no emotional attachment to it from her side, for she had always taken sex as a mechanical experience and something the body needed.

As his hands went through her flesh, electric shock waves were sent throughout her body as it welcomed the familiarity of the touch. He slowly started to kiss her neck and for a split second Orana had forgotten who she was.

"Please don't this." Orana managed to beg under her breath. It had been a long time since she was touched by him in such a way. Her mind was saying no, but her whole body was screaming yes.

"You dare talk about other men in front of me! Let's see if they would make you feel the way that I do." Caleb intensely kissed her lips and the fury made his fingers to dig deeper into her flesh. Orana decided to resist but that only made his grip to be stronger on her. With all hope lost, she dug her long fingernails deeply into his bareback and scratched the skin open. The pain must have been unbearable for his body twitched and he impulsively threw her into the bed.

"I forgot what it's like with you." A smile came through Caleb's face as he removed his pants and jumped over Orana.

It was different this time, Orana could no longer resist as he removed her bra and started to suck her nipples. He continued to move his mouth throughout her body as he sucked and bite his way down. The feeling brought a lot of pleasure and her body was begging for him. Her breathe started to deepen and he teared through her undergarments and started to kiss her lady parts intensely . For a few minutes Orana was not present, her mind had gone wild as she followed the traces of his tongue on her. Just before she could reach her point of excitement, he stopped and faced her.

"Beg for it." A smile was seen on his face as he teased her by laying his manhood on top of her lady parts.

Orana did not want to beg, but the pleasurable feeling was just too strong. She slowly touched her breast with one hand while the other hand's fingers were in her mouth as she started to make circular motions with her body. She lustfully licked her fingers with an inward and outward movement while her eyes were fixed on the man in front of her.

"Stop it!" Caleb commanded for the movements had driven him crazy. But Orana continued with the movements and started to release small mourns at the pace of her breath. Caleb could not take it any longer, he grabbed her hair and pulled her into a sitting position. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he lifted her up from the bed, pinning her to the wall. After that he removed her legs from his waist and put them on his arms while his hands grabbed her bottom. He went into her forcefully and a mourn was heard as she welcomed him inside. With the help of the big arms, he moved her tiny body up and down. Orana went on kissing his earlobes with her hands going all over his body in response. Her fingernails went into his flesh while he bite her neck like a stallion but all this brought pleasure to both of them. The room was filled with a lustful atmosphere and the mourns were the only sounds heard. After some time, he threw her to the bed and went on a missionary position as his one hand pulled her hair. Orana dominated and flipped him over. His one hand was choking her neck and pulling her close while the other hand grabbed her waist, helping him to thrust deeper into her. They screamed in pleasure, not understanding the words that came out as the deep rough sex went on. In no time they came together and Caleb held her close as they both tried to relax together. He continued with a few minutes of kissing and caressing her body as she twitched in response. Everything she had know about making love was learnt from Caleb. Nobody knew about there secret and Orana was willing to carry it to her death. She was the mistress, not to the chairman but to Caleb. When Caleb had married two years ago, Orana had tried to gain a lover with a university professor she had met at an art gallery show. But the relationship could not progress any further due to the work they both had. Maybe she was an evil woman, but she wished for the night not to end while she laid in his arms.

Orana slowly got up with her eyes avoiding Caleb, as she went to the bathroom. The warm shower water went through every part of her sore body. She closed her eyes as mind had not fully pulled away from the little exercise. Her hands slowly went down to her lady parts and she started to rub herself for pleasure as her mind traced through the experience.

"You still want more?" A deep voice came from behind.

"Come here." Orana whispered as she turned towards him.

Caleb took some steps forward and his attention went on her left upper arm. "You still have this?" He caressed the huge scar that was laid on it.

"Yes, it's the mark you left on me." Memories from her high school prom night suddenly flushed through her mind.

"The day I took your virginity. Do you remember what I told you?" Caleb moved a step forward and kissed her forehead passionately.

"Yes." Orana replied in a low voice. Before she could realize it, Caleb had grabbed her by the neck and pinned her to the wall.

"You belong to me. Don't even try to find someone like that university professor." Caleb lowered his head to sound in her ears. It was him. Orana had thought as much but his traces had been covered perfectly. All she could do was to nod and all their bodies met again in another pleasure session.