Chapter 2: Building Tension
It wasn't even ten minutes later when finally he reached their front door - hands shaking too hard now even to manage unlocking its lock properly at first attempt – then stumbling forward into dark entryway beyond.
He knew already she would leave him now; could feel it like an emptiness spreading throughout entirety of himself unlike anything ever experienced before.
Still Mark couldn’t help himself as spoke words false apology into telephone while Jenny lay beneath him softly crying tears rage over sudden turn event which change her life too. Each drop stained pillowcase redder than before until finally only darkness remained where once there had been light.
Jenny eyes fluttered open then blinking blearily up at him as breath hitched slightly under weight upon chest. Alex looked at his wife and her massive breast and climbed in bed with her.
She lay still looking at the ceiling while Alex put his arm around her. He tried to talk to her but nothing came out of his mouth; he simply couldn't find any words that wouldn't sound shallow or insincere after what had just happened. After several minutes of silence she turned towards him slowly and placed her hand on top of his own one which rested over heart beat rapidly beneath it-as if trying to escape through skin itself only moments earlier now held tight captive within embrace partner laid beside him.
"Do you really think so little of me?" She asked softly voice barely more than whisper though volume alone caused tears prick at corners eyes yet again already felt dried up as dust upon wind swept plain years long absence sunlight warmth. "After all these years together does nothing I could say or do change way you see me?" Anguish lapped at edges words making seem almost impossible remain strong even though knew better than most just how quickly life could pull apart even strongest bonds holding people together.
Yet still she pressed on - determined unearth whatever truth lay hidden beneath layers deception which surrounded entirety their relationship up until now.
Lisa watched as Mark tried desperately fill silences between them something profound; anything really so long he wasn’t just staring off into void left behind after moment passion earlier today. But nothing came out his mouth besides halting half-sentences fragments thoughts barely coherent let alone capable stirring depth emotion required continue conversation between them in meaningful way.
Lisa looks at Alex and says “Stop. Don’t worry I’ll fix all of this.” And she rolls over and goes to sleep.
What was once so intimate now seems hollow.” Lisa thought as tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt empty inside; lost in a sea of memories and regrets. Her beautiful body seemed like nothing more than an empty shell now - devoid of any feeling whatsoever except for pain and sorrow. Lisa couldn’t help but wonder how things could have been different if only she had tried harder or said something sooner. But it was too late now; there was no going back.
Alex wakes to Lisa making him breakfast. Her massive breasted overflowing her top.