Taehyung

I wake up hearing the rustling sound of the bedsheets that our naked bodies are tangled up in. The weight of Maya's head on my chest, her calm and steady breath fanning my skin, her dark hair splayed all over my arm and chest, our legs tangled—this must be a dream.

Using my fingers, I gently move aside the hair that has fallen over her beautiful face, bringing my hand to softly stroke the smooth skin of her bare back and allowing the reality of the moment to sink in. The touch makes her shuffle a bit in her sleep, but she doesn't wake up.

My gaze floats to the windows, and I notice the faint glow of morning light filtering in through the dense curtains reaching from ceiling to floor. The good thing about today is that it's a Saturday, and neither of us is expected to go to work.

Wrapping my arms around Maya's body, I kiss the top of her head and smile to myself when she squirms a little.

Last night was magical, and it will forever remain deeply engraved in my memory. Maya and I made love, and we confessed to each other, and just mentally revisiting those moments is making my heart race wildly.

I really hope she doesn't regret anything later because I know I won't. We never really talked in detail about anything, yet her eyes didn't show even a subtle hint of doubt in them when we did everything to each other last night.

What comes next is something that gets me worried all the time, and even now I have my own worries.

What if she wakes up regretting everything? What if one day Maya feels that she deserves more and better than someone like me? I mean, if I dared to share my life with someone other than my wife of seven years, then it is only natural for Maya to think that I might do the same to her some day.

But I won't. I would never do that.

And no matter what I say, she would still not be able to accept it, that is, if she begins doubting me that I might move on from her.

I never did, and I never will.

I really hope and pray that day never arrives because I don't want to lose her, not after life has given her back to me after all these years, and definitely not after I've found my happiness and comfort in her.

"What time is it?" Maya's sleepy voice breaks me out of my thoughts.

"I have no idea," my own voice sounds hoarse and rough.

I thread my fingers through the thicket of her lustrous hair and drag them to the ends, allowing my fingers to bask in the rich smoothness of her gorgeous locks.

Clinging on tighter to me and pressing her breasts to my side, Maya throws a leg over my legs and snuggles up warmly.

"Did you sleep well, TaeTae?" Her tender lips meet my chest in a little, warm kiss.

"I did. The best sleep in so long. How did you sleep?"

Maya's eyes lift to look at me, the corners of her lips lifting into a pretty smile as she nods slowly.

"I slept really well. You're so warm and cuddly," she breathes out and buries her head against my chest, her soft hand caressing my stomach in gentle strokes.

I clear my throat, holding her closer to me.
"Maya, I know you just woke up. But can I ask you something?" My voice deepens, and it makes her wriggle and crawl over to the pillow by my side.

"Anything," her hand traces the curve of my jaw and trails down to my chest, resting where my heart beats against her palm.

"I know it's too much to ask of you...but do you trust me?" I ask her; uncertainty lacing my tone.

Maya's expressions, however, remain calm, and that heavenly smile on her lips doesn't fade as well.

"Taehyung, don't doubt yourself, and don't feel insecure. Is it anything that I did or said that's making you ask this?" She raises her eyebrows a little.

"No, it's what I'm doing that makes me ask this. I don't know if I deserve this, and if I deserve you, and I'm still married to someone," my eyes stay on hers, trying to communicate the torment within my chest.

There's no hint of hesitation in her tone when she replies,
"You do. You deserve everything, Taehyung. You are still married, but I can't make any choices for you. I only want you to know that you are not a bad person. You have emotional, physical and psychological needs just like everyone else, and isn't it natural to have the desire to satisfy these needs?" She presses down her hand that's on my chest as she speaks.

I only nod a little in response.

"I didn't make a rushed decision, Taehyung. I thought about this, you, and us....and I don't think you're living your life how you're supposed to be living it. I really feel that you deserve so much more," Maya combs away my hair with her hand, and she speaks in an unhurried manner, in a way that brings about a state of order to the chaos prevailing within my mind.

It takes me a while to find my voice, my eyes lowering to her hand that's stuck to my chest, my heart suddenly pounding, and my chest vibrating. "You're making me feel important," I whisper, feeling a rush of tears within my eyes.

"Hey," Maya scoots closer to me, swiping her hand over my forehead and pushing my hair away. "Taehyung, you are important. To me, to your daughter... You are a very important part of our lives. And this gap between the life that you are living, and the life you want to live is filled with choices," Maya's hand delicately caresses my jaw, her thumb stroking my cheek.

"I trust you, and thank you for trusting me and making a choice to share a part of your life with me. I feel honored, Taehyung," she closes her eyes and places a lingering kiss on my forehead.

"Maya, I really don't know what I did to deserve so much understanding and love from you," my voice comes out raw and cracked, and a few of my tears fall.

"You deserve the whole world," she speaks with a smile, her eyes twinkling as her fingers rake through my hair.

I haven't ever had anyone say such nice things to me, and never have I felt so important in someone's life, not even when Jang-Mi and I were in the happy days of our marriage.

Every day of my life felt like a duty that I had to perform, but right now, I feel as if I have been bestowed with someone who will give me reasons to look forward to each day of my life with a smile on my face, blessed with a woman that will add color to my monochromatic life.

Maya makes me feel many things which are so new to me, yet the things which I want to feel over and again—the things which make me want to reciprocate her love and kindness a hundred folds.

I feel so lucky. Lucky to have met her and opened up to her. Lucky to have been accepted into her life.

"Thank you, Maya. I could say this all my life, till my life ends..." Our gazes stay locked until I decide to close the gap between us by allowing our lips to meet and make love.

"I love you, Taehyung," she mumbles between kisses, and the way my heart flips hearing those words from her, once again, makes me want to press the backspace button on my whole life and magically turn the clock back by fifteen years, wanting to undo some things and redo them in much better ways and have her as the only woman in my life.

But sadly, I don't have it in my power to do any of that, and the best I can do right now is to express all the love that my heart holds for her using myself.

"I love you so much, Maya," I speak into the kiss, keeping her close to me.

"Taehyung, it's my turn to ask you something now," Maya asks, slowly leaning back from my lips while soothingly moving her fingertips up and down my arm.

"Ask me anything, I'm ready," I fold an arm under my head and weave the other through her hair.

"What do you like the most about me?" Her seductive eyes search mine for an answer.

"You're so attentive, so empathetic and so full of love and kindness. And I love how you always listen. You're also kind of...a little bit sweetly innocent. And your eyes are so beautiful, your smile... that smile of yours was so deeply etched in my mind. I love you, Maya," I kiss her when she launches herself on me, smiling.

"That's it?" She asks, leaning back, and the way her toes are teasing my calves right now tells me that she isn't probably expecting a romantic answer.

Something pervy?

"Uhm-?" My eyes lift to the ceiling as if the answers are hanging there. "Your thighs?" I quirk an eyebrow at her, my pout morphing into a giggle and laughter when I see her eyes widening.

"What? You gotta be kidding me!" Maya's hand delivers a few soft slaps to my body as she keeps laughing, the sound of which outdoes every beautiful music in the world.

"But, yeah. I like my thighs too," she adds once she calms down.

"But how come you never wore your skirt short back in school, and now you're so comfortable wearing butt shorts and mini dresses?" My mouth blurts that out before my mind could even properly process the words.

"Yeah," Maya laughs a little. "I was always being teased for wearing granny skirts at school. But now, I'm a lot more comfortable with short clothes," her eyes flick to look at me. "Are you complaining though? You're enjoying, aren't you?" She winks naughtily.

"They look super hot on you. Your thighs are so perfect," I wink back at her, inserting my thigh between hers.

Her smile fades quickly as she bends a little, and then her lips begin flirting with my body, kissing me, licking me and gently biting me as she moves up from my stomach to my lips.

My hands pull her closer to me, and I wrap both my legs around her, pressing our bodies together wherever it mattered.

"And the times I've thought about putting my face between them is actually quite astronomical," I flirt right back, keeping my eyes stuck to hers and poking my tongue out to wet my lips.

"Who am I to stop you then?" She begins grinding her hips against my growing bulge, making a low hiss fall from my lips.

So, as much as I HATE the debate of whether what Taehyung is doing is right or wrong, I want to hear it from you. What are your thoughts?

Just know that I'm not glorifying infidelity in a marriage, and always bear in mind that married men and women are off-limits for anyone. I just chose to look at things from a different perspective.
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Published on : 05/09/2022