Bruiser: A Lonely Housewife Embarks on a Passionate Affair with an Alpha Male MMA Fighter by Simone Scarlet Read Free Book Online Page A

good as Mia’s surprise blowjob had been – well, up until she’d quit at the end, at least – it wasn’t enough to distract him from his very real problems.
    What did help was working – doing what he loved to do. That evening, he taught two kids classes, and then had cardio kickboxing lined up to wrap up the day.
    And today, it looked like Mrs. Cassidy was going to be present for all of them.
    Brandon’s flirty friend rolled up with Lex and Harley in tow, and she was looking fantastic. A total transformation from her normal, dowdy, ‘mom’ self.
    Bright eyes. Mascara. Her tight clothes emphasized a womanly, curvy figure that Brandon immediately compared to Mia’s lean, narrow little torso.
    “Wow, Mrs. Cassidy,” he smiled, as she led her two kids into the reception area. “You look great .”
    And the way her cheeks turned red when he said it made him feel better than he had all day.
    Lex and Harley joined the other kids in their two classes, practicing forms and breaking boards like little ninjas. Then, as it turned dark outside, the other parents started to leave and the students for that evening’s cardio kickboxing class started arriving.
    Ava hung around.
    “Clark’s coming to collect the kids,” she explained. Then she checked the time on her phone. “He’s late, of course.”
    And he was. In fact, Brandon eventually had to leave Ava sitting in the reception area with her two kids and begin the class, because Clark hadn’t turned up on time.
    Ava sat there, in her makeup and form-fitting clothes, peering at Brandon and his students through the doorway as they busied themselves punching, and kicking, and working up a sweat.
    Brandon tried to focus on teaching the class – and he liked to think he did a pretty good job. But even as he lined up the sweaty moms and red-faced students, he kept throwing a look over their shoulders to see what was going on with Ava, as she sat there watching him – her kids running around impatiently.
    About twenty minutes into the class, headlights reared through the glass windows and Clark came swaggering in through the doorway. Brandon was too distracted with teaching his class to hear what they were yelling at each other, but Ava was very clearly making her displeasure known.
    A few moments later, Clark angrily stomped out with his kids in tow, and Ava finally joined the class.
    “Nice of you to join us,” Brandon called out to her playfully, as the scowling housewife found herself an empty space at the back of the room. “You look like you have some frustration to work out.”
    And then he pulled out the punching bag, and let her loose on it.

Chapter Twenty One
     
    Brandon
     
    The last of the cardio kickboxing moms filtered out of the karate center. Soon, the darkened parking lot was lit up by headlights, as they wheeled their mini vans and SUVs out onto the highway.
    Only Ava hung back.
    Brandon didn’t mind. He was shuffling paperwork at the reception desk, and trying to figure out what to do about his situation. Vinnie was due back the following morning – expecting an answer regarding the MMA fight.
    At this stage, Brandon was desperate. Looking at Ava, who was hanging back somewhat nervously, he had the sudden inspiration to ask what her opinion was.
    After all, she was the only other person who knew about the karate center’s financial difficulties – and they’d gotten along pretty well the other night. At least, they had before Mia had come in and disturbed them both.
    But even as he was considering asking her about it, the pretty housewife beat him to it.
    Sighing, the sweaty mom leaned against the reception desk, and looked back and forth to make sure the place was truly deserted. Then, as Brandon reached for his cup of hour-old black coffee, Ava spoke up, bluntly.
    “So, how long have you been fucking Mia?”
    Coffee spurted across the reception desk.
    Wiping his nose and mouth, Brandon stared incredulously at the little housewife, as she