The Forbidden Desire

Jean had been right, there was no where to go. He was going to feel like he was feeling regardless of where he was. He refused to go with her to the reception. He didn’t want to see her. He didn’t want to see her smiling and in the hands of another man. Another man that did not deserve her love. What was killing his insides was that she still didn’t even love him. She didn’t love him like he discovered he loved her. If she did she would’ve never married him, she would’ve never continued to see him. How many hints did the woman need? It didn’t matter now, what was done was done.
He sat at Magic Moves, a down town strip club. He had been there for hours. The sun had gone down long ago. He had plenty of money and since he had nothing else to do with it, why not waste it? He reached in his pocket and threw another twenty on the stage at no particular girl. There were three women up. The one dressed in the catholic girl’s uniform bent down to slide the bill inside her skirt‘s waist band.
She sat down in front of Logan, making sure her legs were wide enough for him to see her bare woman ness.
“Baby, don’t look like you had a good day?” She asked in her most sweetest voice as she gently reached out and touched his face.
Logan just starred straight ahead. The woman was persistent and she liked his rugged looks. She scooted even closer towards him, making sure she was raising her plaid skirt higher as she did so. She flung her shoulder length blonde hair so that it fell behind her.
“Baby, what’s wrong? Talk to me.” She purred, while her hands began rubbing at her breast.
Logan watched as her plump boobs were inching towards his face. He wondered what color her nipples were and he reached out to pull at the bra.
“Ahh, no, no, no. No touching.” The young girl giggled, ”What would you like to see, darling? You want mama to show you her goods?”
Logan gave her no reaction.
She sighed before she licked her lips,” Give me another twenty and I’ll show ya these.”
Logan reached in his shirt pocket and tossed two fifties at her face.
She gasped at his curtness, but when she picked the bills up and saw how much it was she giggled again and put the bills around her waist band.
She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. After twirling it around her finger she gently placed it atop Logan’s head. Then she got on her knees and made sure her breast were rubbing his face.
Logan grunted and moved slowly away. Her nipples were tiny and even in the dim lighting he knew they weren’t the chocolaty brown that he craved.
She bent down and whispered to him,” Hey, I get off in a few minutes. Wanna have some fun?”
To her comment, Logan lifted his eyebrows. She laughed at him.
“Well, well, well, so you really are a man.” She stood back up, swaying her hips in slow circular motions. She licked her lips again and then blew him a kiss.

“ Meet me in the front in ten minutes okay, daddy.”


Her stage name was, Chrissie, but Logan discovered that her real name was Dawn and she was barely twenty two. She was trying to save up to get away from New York. Logan knew with her working at the broke down club she wasn’t going to get the money she wanted anytime soon.
Dawn drove him to her apartment which was actually close walking distance to the Magic Moves.
She smiled the entire time that she turned the corner into Elms Apartment Duplex and then parked her yellow cavalier at the first building.
“So, what would you like me to do for you?” She asked him while she unlocked her door and walked in.
Not a feeling of guilt came to Logan as he walked inside her small apartment and closed and locked the door behind him. She had a living room, a kitchen, one bedroom and bathroom.
She walked into the kitchen and he followed her.
“Would you like a beer?” She asked him.
“Yeah,” He muttered.
He pulled one of the two chairs she had at a small table out and sat down. When Dawn turned to hand him the beer, Logan’s dick was swung out from the opening in his pants.
Her eyes got slightly wider as she noticed his soft but fat organ.
“You didn’t want to go to the bedroom?” She began to smile as she reached over and slid the long neck his way.
“Why not here?” Logan said as he looked at her. He wanted this to be quick so he could leave. He didn’t know where he was going to go after this, but he knew he wasn’t planning to stay there with her.
Dawn was a pretty, petite blonde. She had large hazel eyes and perfectly shaped soft pink lips. Logan wanted her lips. He wanted to feel them around his dick, sucking him off. He wanted something, anything to get his mind off of Ororo, because every time he blinked he saw her.
Dawn closed her fridge and took her skirt off. She let it drop on the floor without a care.
“What you want mama to do?” She grinned at him as she got in front of him and then dropped to her knees.
Logan moved his hand to his slowly rising dick and moved it towards her face.
“Oh, so you want me to taste you?” Dawn snickered before she stuck out her tongue and circled it around the tip of his head.
Logan spread his legs out wider and began to slump down.
“Don’t tease me. Put it in your mouth and suck me off.” He demanded.
Dawn frowned at him slightly,” This is going to cost you, you know.”
Logan snarled back at her. He made sure her eyes were on his as he reached inside his pocket and pulled out a one hundred dollar bill. He slammed it on the table and then lifted his hips impatiently waiting on her to deliver her services.
Dawn pushed Logan’s hand aside and placed her own hand on him. She opened her mouth wide and placed his head all the way inside of her mouth. Logan put his hand on her head, feeling the first intenseness. He gathered her straight strings of hair out of the way and he watched as she went farther down.
Logan continued to stare as the point of her nose dipped into the dark forest of his pubic hairs.
She brought her mouth back up making sure her saliva trickled down as she did so. Keeping the tip of him in her mouth she worked her hand up and down his shaft.
“Ah, yeah.” He groaned out.
He thought this was going to help drive Ororo out of his mind, but he only began to think of her more. He closed his eyes and saw her naked, saw her prefect brown body squirming underneath him as he had did her. He reminisced on the way she breathed in his ear, how her hot tongue felt along it and her moans. He could not shake it away. He wanted her but, never again. Never again would he feel her hot insides holding him. How sweet it felt thrusting in and out of her.
He groaned again as he imagined himself deep within her tunnel. Holding her hips tightly, pushing her body forward so he could fill her up.
He opened his eyes and saw Dawn’s face becoming slightly red as she continued to pump his now fully enlarged dick. He watched her pale hand moving up and down around him, gripping him just right. He imagined her hand was hazelnut and her pink lips were more plump and a darker shade of maroon.
“Yes, Ro. Feels so good,” He hissed to her as he held her head and began to move his hips up and down while pushing her head farther on him.
Dawn wasn’t a wimp, but she was having a hard time doing her work. He was causing her neck to hurt how he pumped away at her face; feeling him all way in the back of her throat. She tried her best to take his harsh actions. She took her hand away and placed it on his knee as she opened her mouth as wide as she could.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh….” Logan felt the throbbing, felt his climax coming. His eyes were wide open, but they weren’t in view of Dawn’s kitchen. They were only seeing Ororo. Seeing her in the tube bathing, seeing her moaning, seeing her kissing him and rubbing his hot semen around her outer pussy.
And then it came. He shot Dawn a mouthful and released her. She gagged on his sour taste and wiped away at her mouth as she got up.

He breathed harshly, trying his best to catch air. Dawn was fine. She gulped down the beer she had given him and took off the rest of her clothing. She was sure that he was now ready to go into the bedroom. The way he had fucked at her face she was excited to feel how he felt pumping away inside other places.
“Come on, lets go into the bedroom, now.” She beckoned as she started to walk down the hall.

Why not? No where else for him to be and he could smell what she wanted. Logan glanced up at her and then he stood. He followed her down her hallway and into her bedroom. She didn’t have a bed, only two mattresses on top of each other. She had one pillow and a comforter. The room was too small for much else, but she managed to fit in a tiny black night stand and a lamp.
He took his clothes off and he laid her down spreading her thighs apart as he did so. She wanted passion, but he went straight to fucking. He never kissed her or sucked on her breast, only tugging at her hair or pinning her down by her arms as he drove her mad with his hard thrusting.
“Oh! Goodness you feel so good,” She called to him as she held on tight to his butt cheeks.

All night he stayed with her, doing her over and over again, wishing as he continued to grind that she was someone else. Someone with the sweetest scent, with the white hair, and with the haunting pale blue eyes, but Dawn never turned into Ororo and even with his six climaxes his anguish and his aching didn’t go anywhere else.


Ororo’s honeymoon lasted for an entire week. When she got back to the mansion she got another surprise. A surprise that nearly made her heart freeze. There he was sitting at the kitchen table as if he had never left. Though her eyes were wide with astonishment he continued to eat at the peach, not saying a word.

“Logan.” Her voice wavered with just that one word.
She wanted him to run to her, wanted him to hold her tightly and tell her he’d come back to her, that he’d never leave again, but he did none of those things.
“Congratulations on your marriage.” He said nonchalantly before he got up from the table. Brushing past her and her husband as he left the room.

“Come on, let’s get the rest of your things sweetie.” Mike said, still in his honeymoon mood.
Logan wasn’t going to tarnish anything for him. Ororo was his now. He laughed inside as he saw the face Logan tried to hide. A face trying to show anger, but it was truly layered with hurt. He had lost and it was past time for him to move on.
Ororo turned to him and put up a weak smile. Turning to face Mike she realized what she’d done, what she had chosen, but why didn’t she feel that happy all of a sudden? Why did she still feel like something was wrong?


After she was done cleaning, painting, and furnishing her new home, Ororo returned back to the institution. Her students were extremely happy to see her back. She had been gone for almost an entire month. She had come by to visit, but not to teach and her students missed that. Some came to visit her since her home wasn’t that far from the school. She would bake them cookies and show them around.

Now, she smiled as she sat back at her desk and watched all of them being quite taking their last test. Summer was coming up for them and some of them would be heading back to their parents. Ororo suddenly sighed. She wondered what the summer would bring. She would have some summer classes, but they were only for three days. Most of the summer she would be free, but Mike was not. Most of time he was home before six, but he was always on call. She hated watching him leave, but she knew how much he loved doing his job.
Ororo smiled as she thought of her husband. Mike and her were having fun living in their home. They got along great and talked about what they wanted to do together. A family was on Ororo’s list and Mike told her he was willing to give her as many children as she wanted.
“We can have children, Ororo. As many as you want, but I’m not producing more then two.” He grinned as he held her in their new king sized oak slay bed.
Ororo lay in between his bare legs, rubbing his smooth muscular arms while they wrapped around her.
“What do you mean only two? How about three?” Ororo turned her resting head on his chest to look at his face.
Mike nodded his head,” Two.”
Ororo studied his face and he tried his best to hold in his laughter.
“I’m only teasing, baby. As many as you want.” he laughed as he began to tickle at her sides. Ororo yelped and began to laugh loudly.
“Stop it!” She giggled and after another moment he did.
“Don’t tell me how many I want because I might change my mind and want an army.”
Mike rose up, leaning so his body was now hovering over her. He reached up and moved one of her stray locks away from her nose. He stared deep into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her. Slowly he slide his tongue deep into her mouth. As he kissed her he moved his knee up to spread her leg apart. Resting between her now he cupped her face in both of his hands, deepening their kiss.
“I love your lips,” He spoke softly to her as he then left them and went to her neck.
Mike was a passionate lover; Ororo had discovered on their honeymoon. He took things slowly. He was always tender and he always spoke to her.
“We can start right now.” He whispered to her.
Ororo began to tremble more then she already was. She didn’t think another man could do to her what Logan had done, but in a different form, Mike was able to please her body and ease her soul. She felt like her chest was going to burst because of all the love she felt. She felt his love and it shook her up inside. She felt horrible for her thoughts of another man because Mike was telling her everything that she wanted was here, right with him. At that moment she felt like she had married the right man.


The bell rang and it brought Ororo back to her class room. She watched as the last of her students scampered out eager to start their summer vacation. She got up and began to pick up their test papers. She would grade them and when the fall came back she would retest them and compare their test scores. If they got close to what they had she could move them to the next level, and if not then she’d have to put the few aside and work with them.
“Ready to start the summer?”
Ororo smiled at Scott as he leaned in her doorway. She nodded her head, yes.
“So how’s married life?” He asked her as she started to walk out of the classroom.
“It’s blissful.” Ororo grinned ear to ear.
Scott nodded his head and smiled, ”Glad to hear that. You’d let me know if anything was wrong?”
Ororo frowned slightly at Scott wondering where their conversation was leading to.
“No, Ororo. I just want you to know that I’m still here for you. Don’t get alarmed.”
Scott spoke solemnly, noticing her change of face.
She nodded.
“I’ll see you later, Scott, and thank you.” Ororo smiled at him.
Scott was always there to let her know he wasn’t going to let anything happen to her, hurt her, but she had a new person now. Someone that was willing to do the same thing, make her happy. She continued to walk down the hall and took the stairs to the second level. She wasn’t ready to go home because she knew Mike was still at work. She decided a quick work out would do her body some good. As soon as she entered the gym she wondered if her idea was ruined as she caught Logan still talking with a few of the students.
She guessed they would be the boys trying out for next years football team. He must be telling them about the summer training. She started to turn around when she heard him dismissing them.
“Ms. Munroe!” David Browning yelled as he caught her by the door way. He rushed over to her with two more of his friends, Markus Wise and Ben Maserati.
“ That ain’t her name no more, bud.” Logan’s harsh voice trailed right behind them.
Ororo looked at Logan for a moment. She was angry with him. He acted like she was never around. He ignored her greetings; he ignored her.
“I’m sorry…”David tried to apologize, but Ororo shook her head, telling him he wasn’t out of line, “What can I do for you gentlemen?”
David and his friends stood well over six feet. All three of them were becoming seniors next year and Ororo knew they were going to be stars with the girls. Each was built, well mannered, and smart.
“Well, we kinda been talking with some of the girls for next year and well they want to be cheerleaders.” Markus spoke up when he saw that David had chickened out.
Ororo smiled at them. There wasn’t a cheerleading squad because no one seemed to want to coach it.
“Boys I can’t….”
“Mrs. Glenn, please. I mean I found out there’s a lot of girls in this school that want to.”
Ororo sighed as she looked at the boys’ pleading eyes. She didn’t know a thing about cheerleading, but she could dance.
“Why don’t you go talk to Rogue?”
“She’s not interested.” David finally spoke up.
“Mrs. Glenn doesn’t have all day. Come on. I’m ready ta go.” Logan muttered as he crossed his arms around his chest. He couldn’t stand being in the same room with her, but as long as his boys were still in the gym he had to stay with them.
“Now hold on, Logan. I might be able to help them.” Ororo narrowed her eyes at him and he grunted back at her.
“Are you serious?” Ben grinned, hoping.
Ororo nodded her head,” I’ll see what I can do, okay?”
“Oh, yeah!” Ben rushed to her and gave her a hug.
They all started to walk out, but Markus turned around quickly,” Mrs. Glenn.”
Ororo turned to him, wondering what else he was going to say.
“Can you like…make sure they’re cute?”
“Yeah Mrs. Glenn…cause we can’t have ugly cheerleaders.” Ben added.
At seeing her face the boys knew they had asked too much and so they darted away.

Logan tried to inch through the door just as Ororo was making her way inside.
“What are ya doing?” Logan grumbled out.
“I’m going to do a quick work out,” Ororo said sharply and she continued walking, but then she stopped.
She had had enough of his childish behavior. It was time to nail it.
“Logan.” She called out to him, her voice as stern as she could get it.
Logan leaned against the door and looked at her, impatiently.
What the hell do ya want?

“Logan, what is your problem?” Ororo got straight to the point.
He frowned at her; keeping his hands folded a round his chest.
Ororo lifted her eyebrow, waiting on an answer from him.
“Well?” She probed after waiting a second to long.
“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” He said and turned around to leave.
“That is what I’m talking about!” She yelled out to him as she started after him.
“Darlin’ I got some where to go.”
“So what? You can’t talk to me now? You can’t have a conversation?” Ororo questioned him.
Logan spun on his heels. He was irritated with questions. All she ever did was question him.
“I’m tried of gettin questioned by you. Why don’t you just leave me alone?”
“Logan I thought we were friends,” Ororo’s voice began to soften.
She was happy within her marriage and she thought he should be happy for her.
“We were, Ro, but I…”
She waited, but she saw in his face the frustration.
“ Then why can’t you and I talk like we used too? Can‘t we just get over all of our silly actions and move on?”
He sighed and decided to say exactly what the truth was.
“I can’t be your friend, Ro. I can’t be anything for you, because every time I look at you I think about you with him.”
“Logan he’s my husband….”
“I fuckin’ know, Ro. I don’t care. I hate you with him.”
“Who am I supposed to be with?” She asked cynically.
He walked closer to her and his nose drew in her scent. The veins in his forehead slightly throbbing as his face became inches away from hers. She didn’t move away. She stood her ground acting as if he was no threat, but she was wondering in the back of her mind what he planned to do now with him closer to her. Closer then he’d ever stepped since she returned home.
“With me,” He growled at her, “I told ya this, Ro.”
“Just because you tell someone something doesn’t mean it goes that way. Logan, he loves me and I love him too.”
“Ahhh, stop it, Ro. You’re givin me a head ache.” His eyes roamed her as he began to walk around her.
“This isn’t what I wanted, Logan. I just wish you’d…”
“So like you, Ororo. You want me to be happy for you? Is that it? You want me ta keep my hands off ya, not act on what I still smell coming from between your legs…”
In her anger she smacked him as hard as she could. The contact echoed out in the massive gym. Logan was not deterred, he kept going even with the sting coming off of his cheek.
“That desire you got ain’t for your husband, Darlin’. What you crave isn’t what he craves and I know.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t act like you’re lost. ” Logan stopped his pacing and faced her. He starred into her face, roaming from her beautiful eyes to her lovely lips.
DAMNIT!

He reached in suddenly. Covering her lips with his own. He pushed his tongue inside and searched for her to join him. The sweet taste of her mouth caused him to groan and with her hands now coming up and combing in his hair he knew he was right. He held her by the waist forcing her to feel the bulge through his polyester gym pants. He felt her resist, but as he slowly rubbed against her he felt her moving with him.
Hungrily he continued to grip at her mouth. He squeezed her tighter, not wanting to let her go. Logan didn’t stop until he tasted the salt along with the taste of her delicious lips. He opened his eyes and saw with her closed eyelids that she was crying.
Slowly he pulled away from her, but she held him tightly trying to bring him back to her.
He chuckled at her actions, but he didn’t come back towards her. As much as he wanted to put her down right then he had a point to make to her and now it was time for it.
“See, Darlin. You may love him…..but not like a wife is suppose ta’. I see it in your eyes. I know why you’re cryin’ and it’s because you know I was right. Now you see why I can‘t be your friend? I never wanted to be your fuckin‘ friend!” He said harshly before he left.
Ororo stood there in the gym trying to wipe at her face, but it did her no good. It was like the more she wiped away the more tears fell from her eyes. She shuddered from the heat abruptly leaving her. What was hurting her inside was knowing that he was right and she hated that he was. She had been trying so hard to get rid of her feelings. She had ran all the way to the alter, but even her saying,’ I DO’ to Mike left her missing the passion.