Date: 1/11/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: SITTING, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories
Isla was late. She hurried down the busy road, dodging pedestrians and suppressing the urge to hail a taxi. It was a hot day and even though it was evening, the sky was still bright and beautiful, the air thick with traffic fumes. Isla could feel her sheer blouse sticking to her back and she comforted herself with the thought of a cool shower as soon as she got home. Despite the rush, she loved the city on days like these. The smell of petrol and nail polish competed with the scent of fresh cut grass. The park she rushed through was an oasis in the midst of urban chaos, a safe haven from the commuters and high-rises and if she’d had time, she might have stopped for a game of chess with one of the regulars. The bag on her shoulder was cumbersome and heavy, stuffed to bursting point with files from the office. It wasn’t going to be a lazy weekend but at least tonight she could blow off some steam. It was her fifth wedding anniversary and despite the fact her husband Jeff hadn’t mentioned the occasion, she knew he would have something special planned. Her shoulder ached with the weight of the bag and a hundred metres down the road, she could see her bus was already at the stop. She broke into a half-run, feeling almost comical in her high heels. People were moving slowly, ambling into pubs and bars, looking to relax at the end of a busy week. She was too polite to shove past them and had to content herself with circling around the suits, her eyes fixed perennially on the bus ...