Innocent Text
Portia POV
“Gotta run baby” Ellen sneaked in a kiss and rushed out the door before I could protest her leaving me on one of her rare days off.
A few hours have passed and still there was no sign of my beloved Ellen. I was starting to get anxious, the worst scenarios coming to my mind.
I kept telling myself that no news meant good news. I had thought of texting her to know when would she be back so if to cook dinner or not.
I decided I would wait, she shouldn't be much longer. I sit on the sofa to watch tv flipping through the channels trying to keep busy, it fails to distract me and I turn it off tossing the remote control aside.
Ten minutes later I take my phone from my back pocket and dial her number. It rings out and my nerves rise with every second that passes.
Ellen always answers on the second or third ring, I run my hands through my hair exasperated. I walk to the office and grab my script from Scandal, maybe going over my lines would help distract me.
As I'm reading through it trying to memorize them, which proved difficult, I give up and dial one more time. Faintly I heard a ringtone much familiar to me echoing through the hallway to the office.
I walk apprehensively down the hall checking every room until I reach our bedroom to find her phone ringing, only my Ellen could forget it. I sigh and grab it, I was not thinking of checking it but I changed my mind when I read she had a text from an Ashley I didn't know of.
Hesitating if to open it or not I'm startled when Augie and Wolf come sprinting and jump on the bed messing it up as they play. I stare at their silliness until they stop and stare back at me with their huge brown eyes, I walk towards them to pet them until Ellen receives another text from the same woman.
“Just as you asked” it read when I pressed the home button to turn it on without unlocking it.
Of course, curiosity gets the best of me and I open the texts from “Ashley”. I feel how the air leaves my lungs when I see with my own eyes what Ellen “just asked” from this woman.
I cover my mouth as my tears threaten to escape, I fall to my knees and start to sob still staring at the screen which is blurry as my tears fall.
A curvy beautiful woman, to say the least, sent Ellen a picture of her in blue lingerie I cannot, for the life of me believe Ellen would ask for something like this.
My wife of so many years couldn't have done this, why would she? Do I not make her happy? Am I just “too skinny” for her?
I'm taken out of my thoughts when I hear the front door open and close. I scramble to my feet wiping my eyes with the back of my hand to erase any trace of tears.
“Baby I'm back!” she shouts, I place her phone where I found it and rush to the bathroom before she sees me.
“Portia where are you honey?” I could hear her walking down the hall looking for me. I lock the door before grabbing a towel soaking it with cold water to reduce the puffiness of my eyes.
“I’ll be out in a minute” I say loud enough when I knew she had come into the room. As I try to get my composure I lean against the sink taking deep breaths and exhaling hoping that’ll do the trick.
“Hey there I missed you” her smile would’ve taken my breath away if it wasn’t for those texts she received which she hasn’t said anything about me reading them. She wraps her arms around me, instinctively mine would go to her neck but not today. She noticed something was wrong when she tried to kiss me and I turned away.
“What’s wrong?” I shake my head trying to get out of her arms. “Portia what’s wrong?” her voice is more stern this time. “Talk to me baby, please?”
“Let go”
“Not until you talk to me” her grip tightens, my arms are trapped under her grip which I can’t do much about so I stop struggling. “Baby?”
“Please let go” I sob. She tries to wipe away my tears but I hit her hand away when she touches my cheek “don’t touch me.”
“What did I do?”
“Don’t pretend like you don’t know Ellen, I’m not that stupid” she tries to reach for me again “I said don’t touch me” her hands fall as does her head. I felt a pang of pain to my heart but the picture I saw hurt just as well.
“I- I don't know what did I do, is it- is because I left earlier? Portia- ple- please baby-” she stumbles over her words as she breaks down.
“Is there another woman?” she shakes her head as she wipes her eyes “who's Ashley then?” her eyebrows furrow in confusion at my question.
“Baby-”
“Ellen who's Ashley?” I repeat my question. When she doesn't answer I grab her phone showing her the texts she received from that woman. “Remember now?”
“She- she's a model and-”
“A model?” I cut her off, perfect only this I needed. I wonder since when Ellen has known her.
“Yeah she- uh she was on the taping of the show that aired yesterday and I gave her this and joked about her sending me this but I don't-”
“Oh really?” I say sarcastically, deep down in my heart I believe her but I have to prove it to myself I don’t want to have doubts.
"I- I really don't know why…” she tries again to touch me but I push her hand away, she sighs and mumbles “I still love you” before walking out the room.
I walk to the living room to find her curled up in a ball with tears in her eyes. I kneel in front of her and take her hand in mine which takes her by surprise. We stay in silence for a few seconds.
“Ellen, I think I need-”
“No don't leave me- please baby you're the only one for me, I'm sorry this happened. You can't leave me Portia, with- without you I'm no one- please” I wipe her tears with my thumb giving her a smile.
“I was going say that I think I need to apologize for assuming things. I could never leave you baby, you are the love of my life. I'm sorry I overreacted..." she quickly pulls me to her kissing me with so much need. I could taste her tears in our kiss which only made me feel guilty.
“I love you, I love you, I love you” she says in between kisses causing me to giggle “let me love you.” She emphasized with a bite on my bottom lip making me hiss.
Soon enough we were both undressed moving to a rhythm only she and I know. We both stare deep into each other's eyes as we make love. She moans my name as curl my fingers in her, I could feel her tightening around them and I knew she was close.
I take her lip into my mouth biting on it as we pant from our sweet ecstasy. Our eyes never left each other as we came hard at the same time.
I ran my hands through her wet hair as we came down from our blinding orgasm. She kissed my chest where my heart is and smiled shyly up at me.
I can't help falling more and more for her, she takes my breath away all the time. Anything she does makes me feel like a teenager falling in love for the first time, how could I ever live without her by my side?