Sick Obsession: A Twisted Love Story

A Sick Obsession

By

Shawanda Carter

Copyright © 2015 Shawanda Carter

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Synopsis

Darrius thought he had it all together; a booming business and a beautiful wife. He had it so good he even had a few women on the side. Life couldn’t be any better for him.  That was, until he made an enemy with someone who threatened to take his business down and reveal all of his dirty work outside of his marriage.  Darrius has to find out who is behind this before he loses everything dear to him due to his sins of the past and present.

Lizeth is a loving and supportive wife who will stand by Darrius no matter what. However, lately she has been wanting to rejoin the work force and live life to the fullest. It seems that once she stepped out of the house she was able to see things clearer. She finds out about something her husband is hiding and she has a choice to make. She has been sitting in the presence of danger the whole time and was not aware of it.

Sam is a friend of Lizeth’s, or is she?  She suffers from many mental issues to the point that she can’t differentiate between who she is and who she becomes.  She secretly wants something Lizeth has and is willing to kill to get it. She has plotted and schemed for so long and now she wants her grand prize.  There is no telling how far she will go to get the one she wants.

Chapter 1

“Please, keep going. You know exactly how I like it,” Darius informed the female that was taking pleasure in giving him some of the best head she could possibly give.

The female purred through pauses as if she was trying to catch her breath. “Ummmmmmm,” she cooed once more. Unbeknownst to her, she was not the only female for Darrius. In fact, she was one of many. This week, the female giving pleasure to Darrius was the new, young intern from Amina University. She had been shadowing him for a few months. Often his company would host a few interns from Amina University that were majoring in both Business and Architect, giving them real life experience. She was not really his type, but the fact that she did not mind giving him a much needed blowjob to help him start his workday was one of the main reasons he kept her around.

Darrius was to the point of his major release as he groaned, “AHHHH! Fuck, I’m about to bust… Shit…Shitttt…” Caught up in the moment he said, “Swallow it bitch! Yeah that’s right, swallow it all up. Keep my shit clean,” he added, pushing her head down further onto his long, thick penis. Just that quickly the fun was over and it was back to work for Darrius.

“How long are we going to keep this up, Darrius?” the intern asked.

“What do you mean by keep this up?” he questioned, fixing his pants as he walked back to his desk without even looking back at her. This was actually amusing to him, because it wasn’t the first time that he’d been questioned with something of this nature.

“You know what I mean,” she responded with an attitude. 

Darrius was now getting a little irritated with the little tantrum that she was having rather quickly. It was all too common for him to have women act this way whenever he hooked up with what he called ‘new pussy’. It had only been a few months and she was already attached to him. It was his own fault though, because she spent so much time with him. Usually when an intern came in they would shadow other people in the office, but the university felt it would be a great benefit if they were able to shadow an actual graduate that graduated from the university.

Darrius thought back to the first time when the new intern approached him in his office. She asked him if she could suck his dick. There was no shame in her game; she said she just wanted to taste him. Darrius grinned at the thought of how she looked when she saw how big his dick was. To his surprise, she was good at it. So, he had no problem letting her give him morning head service whenever time was available.

As good as her mouthpiece is, it’s time to cut this needy bitch off, and the sooner the better, Darrius thought as he looked over at the anxious intern as she opened her mouth to talk.

“Why do you act as if we didn’t just fuck like two animals in here?” she questioned like she was in denial of him rejecting her.

“First off, we did not fuck in here. You sucked my dick and swallowed my seeds,” Darrius corrected her. “Secondly, you knew what you were getting yourself into when we first started doing this. So, don’t act like you didn’t know your role,” he said bluntly, this time looking directly at her as he sat behind the desk in his office chair.

“You’re a dick you know that Darrius?” she said.

“Yeah I know, and that’s why you like it in your mouth all the time. Now if you would please excuse me, I have work to do,” Darrius said as he looked down at his desk at the many things he had to get to before the day was over.

“Bitch,” she whispered, rushing around the office and gathering her things as she quickly made her exit out of his office.

No more new pussy for me, Darrius thought to himself.  Picking up his desk phone, he paged his secretary. Within a minute, she came through the door.

“Yes Mr. Jackson, do you need me?” she asked.

“Yes Martha,” he quickly responded. “I need for you to make a call to whomever you need to at the University and please inform them that Jackson Corporations will no longer host interns.”

“Why the sudden change in heart, Mr. Jackson?” Martha asked with a puzzled expression.

“It’s just that, a change of heart. The last intern from Amina University did not work out as I thought she would.” Darrius explained.

“But Mr. Jackson, we have been in good standing with that school for so long,” Martha countered.

“Martha!” Darrius said in a stern tone. “I did not call you in here for a debate. I called you in here to do as I asked,” he said in a loud, aggressive tone.

“Yes sir,” Martha said, almost dropping her head in defeat. “I do apologize,” she added as she turned to exit his office.

“Oh, and by the way,” Darrius said before she was completely out the door. “Have that new intern escorted off of the premises and inform her that she is no longer needed. She was getting too attached here,” Darrius explained with a sly grin as he picked up the office phone on his desk.

Ring….Ring…Ring….

Why is she not picking up the phone? I know she sees me calling? Darrius thought. If I have to leave a voicemail there will be trouble when I get home. Just as he was thinking it, the answering machine picked up, asking him to leave a message. “Damn it!” he said as he slammed the phone down. “I will see her ass later.”

As Darrius went about his workday, he glanced over to his desk clock and noticed that a few hours had passed and that his wife had still not called. Darrius walked out of his office to go check with his secretary to see if she may have called him back, hoping Martha may have forgotten to tell him. As he walked up to Martha’s desk, he could see that she was talking with a woman. Once he was within view of the woman, her mouth seemed to have dropped as if she had just seen a celebrity. It didn’t faze Darrius one bit being that he got this look all the time. In this case, he was not even concerned about it. He was more concerned about where his wife was and why she had not called him back.

Martha stood to her feet the minute she saw him coming. “Yes Mr. Jackson,” she said. “If you called me I do apologize for not hearing you.”

“No Martha, you’re fine. I was just coming to see if my wife may have called.” The wife comment did not seem to faze the staring woman, because she continued to stare and even lick her lips a little bit, as if she were saying, take me with her eyes. Usually this would amuse Darrius, but at this point, she was not a major factor as he looked past her. However, he did check the woman out rather quickly to the point that she may not have even noticed. From a quick glance he could tell that she was much older than he was, but yet she still was beautiful. Unfortunately, she wasn’t his type though.

“No, Mrs. Jackson has not called,” Martha answered, breaking him from his mental breakdown of the mystery woman. “Should I call her for you, Sir?” she asked.

“Yes, please do and once she is on the phone, please send the call to me, "Darrius stated as he turned to walk back towards his office.

Darrius seemed to have a major effect on women all his life, even at a young age. He grew up in a very loving and supportive family with strong family values. The Jackson family motto was family first and the extra shit last. At least that was what his father always told him and his brothers growing up. Darrius never had to struggle or want for anything. His father always provided for them and his mother took care of the home. Thinking back on his childhood, as he would so often do, he remembered how loving his parents were with one another. His mother never got upset with his father when he would be gone to work for long hours at a time. She would always welcome him with open arms and with a smile. Darrius valued that and promised himself that someday he too would have a marriage just like theirs. Therefore, once Darrius was of age and went off to college on a full scholarship to Amina University for both football and business, it was there that he first met Lizeth, his wife of eleven years now.

Lizeth was beautiful from the moment he laid eyes on her and he knew he had to have her. She stood out from the other women that he dealt with. She was about 5’7, and thick and curvy with a small waist. She had a body like Buffy, the video vixen. Darrius knew he would be with her. She had long, silky, black hair and the prettiest white teeth a person could have. She wore the best of clothes and always was well kept. Her booty was so big and juicy and Darrius, being an ass man, loved that.

Beyond all of her beauty, she was smart and fun which was what Darrius loved the most. She was studying law and even though he graduated before she did, they still dated and were married during her last year of school. She was the only woman, other than his mother, that had his heart. That has yet to change despite his occasional flings. No one would replace her. Just thinking about his wife was making him aroused and he wanted her now.

Darrius hit the intercom button on the phone that buzzed to his secretary. “Martha, has she called yet?” he asked.

“No sir, she has not,” Martha answered. “I will keep you informed when she does, Sir,” she added.

“Sure thing,” Darrius said. He continued working for about an hour until he wasn’t able to take it anymore. Darrius paged Martha and told her to hold his calls and to take messages, because he was leaving early for the day. He was heading home to find out why Lizeth was not answering her phone and to make sure she knew that he was pissed.

“Darrius has called me a million times and his secretary has left me an ass of messages,” Lizeth said to Sam as they were walking to her car. Sam was a close friend of hers that she had known for a few years. They became close friends after working at a local Law Firm when Lizeth was just freshly coming out of her externship. Sam was the secretary there when she had started. They stopped hanging out once Lizeth left the firm after only being there for two years.

Recently, Sam had been begging her to hang out and take a yoga class with her. Finally, Lizeth agreed to try it.

“Now that was a great yoga class,” Sam said, interrupting Lizeth as she was checking the many voicemail messages on her cell phone.

“Yeah, it was,” Lizeth agreed, holding up her finger to quiet Sam so that she could hear her messages. Once they’d made it to the car, Lizeth paused to search for her car keys inside her gym bag. Lizeth then got inside of her car, as did Sam. She started the engine to her 2015 Audi and then backed out of the parking lot of the gym.

“Girl don’t trip. Darrius will be alright,” Sam told her. “I do not think he would mind you going to yoga and keeping that body he so loves nice and fit,” Sam said with a grin.

“Girl whatever,” Lizeth said, rolling her eyes. “He probably freaked out because I am always available to him,” she explained.

“Come on now, it can’t be that serious,” Sam snapped.

“It is,” Lizeth said. She kept her eyes on the road, but she glanced over at her friend thinking, If only you knew.

“I don’t get it, Lizeth. You act as if you’re not supposed to leave the house. It’s almost like you need damn permission. You’re a grown ass woman,” Sam told her, staring at the side of her face.

“You would not understand, Sam. Your ass is not married!” Lizeth shot back at her.

“So, because I’m not married I wouldn’t understand?” Sam questioned.

“That’s right,” Lizeth replied.

“What’s so funny is you’re so blind it’s pathetic. What you need to do is stop acting like a fucking trained lap dog,” Sam said sarcastically.

“What is that supposed to mean, Sam?” Lizeth asked, anger in her voice. Sam did not respond. She just sat back and kept looking out the passenger side window with her arms folded across her chest.

“I am no one’s lap dog, Sam. The next time you come at me like that your ass will be walking,” she added and then pushed on the gas. She drove the rest of the way to her house in silence.

It had to be one of the longest, shortest rides that Lizeth had ever experienced. Upon pulling into the driveway, before she could even park good, it seemed that Sam was already out of the car. Apparently, the argument meant that they would not be speaking for a while since Sam headed straight to her car without saying another word.

I could care less, Lizeth thought. “How dare she come off on me like that? That chick got some real issues,” Lizeth whispered to herself.

Sam got into her car and drove off quickly, not even giving Lizeth a second look.

Lizeth irritably rolled her eyes. She got some damn nerve, she thought, walking inside of her house to prepare dinner so that would be one less thing for Darrius to be pissed about.

Lizeth went into the kitchen and began cooking dinner. Once it was finished and the house was clean, she went upstairs to the large master bedroom to take a shower inside her gorgeous master bathroom. Lizeth loved her home, but her bathroom was her sanctuary. It had a large, cast concrete, garden sized tub and a wall of etched stone tiles that separated two distinct spa inspired shower areas. She could easily get lost in the bathroom as she glanced around the open space surrounding her. She also loved that the shower doors were made of glass so that she could easily see the entire bathroom while enjoying a shower or bath.

Darrius allowed Lizeth to decorate their immaculate home. He always said that it was part of a woman’s work. Lizeth thought it was sweet of him, but then again a part of her felt a little insulted that he would consider it to be that way.

Lizeth undressed and stepped inside the shower. She allowed for the water to run down on her as it softly beat against her skin. She was thankful for the purifying system that Darrius had installed. The fresh water did them justice.