Written for Fan Fic Flash Fic's first ever prompt in January. The prompt was a picture of a man from behind with his lady's legs You can see the prompt and the other entries at fanficflashfic. blogspot. com. au [slash] 2013_01_01_archive. html
My world shattered.
I wanted to scream at him, hit him, and tear the whore out of his arms, but I couldn't move.
I couldn't think.
I couldn't breathe.
There was nothing but an agonizing void.
I turned to flee but slammed into an unexpected mass. It steadied me, keeping me on my feet.
"Bella? What are you doing here? I was just getting ready to call you."
I looked up into my husband's startled face.
"I..." My eyes darted from him to the embarrassed couple over my shoulder and back. "It wasn't you?"
I buried my head in his shoulder and burst into tears.
He tried to console me, rocking me in his arms.
I slapped his chest.
"Ow, baby. What was that for?'
"For having the same hair as him!" I pointed at the other man and slapped him again. "And that's for being the same build."
I pulled him down for a languid kiss that left us both breathless. "And that was for not being him."
"Wow. I'm glad I'm not him, too." He squeezed my ass. "That's my cousin Garrett and his fiancé. They're passing through town. I invited them to dinner."