"Did she tell you, she is my wife?"
"She told me she was your wife."
"Did you fu_k her?"
"No."
"You lying black gigolo! She told me you fu_ked."
"No sir. I did not f_ck her. I made love to her."
"But you just denied that you fu_ked her."
"Yes. Because, there is big difference between fu_king a woman and making love to her."
"Get out of my office!"
Chikereubah smirked and stepped out of the office.
Reynolds grunted and called Theresa.
"You're a cheap LovePeddler. You can go on fu_king your black gigolo. I am filing for divorce," he said angrily.
"Please, do without further delay," she said before he cut off.

Later in the night as Chikereubah and Theresa were in bed, he gazed at her with inquiring eyes.
"What?" She asked.
"What's this all about?"
"About what?"
"Our relationship."
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Sure ma'am. You do. Are you using me to provoke your husband to make him jealous and hurt him for cheating on you? Like an emotional therapy?"
"No."
"Yes. This is a Freudian love affair."
"Please, my dear. Don't make me laugh."
"It is not a laughing matter. This is not a romantic comedy. I don't joke with my feelings."
"Me too."
"Then, why did you tell him I fu_ked you?"
"Is it a lie?"
"Yes."
She gave him an inquiring look.
"Yes. I did not fu_k you."
"We had sex. And fu_king is sex. And you fu_ked me real hard. The best fu_k I have ever since I lost my virginity in college."
He gazed at her passionately.
"I did not fu_k you. I made love to you."
She swallowed her saliva.
He was really serious. She rolled over into his arms.
"Make love to me again, my black Adonis."
He lifted her thighs up with her legs wide apart over his thighs and she hugged him tightly as he penetrated her vagina with deep thrusts of his hard penis. She moaned as they made love with short pauses to change to different positions till they fell asleep.

~ From "My American Mistress" By Orikinla Osinachi.
© Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima. 2016. All rights reserved. No copying or duplication of the content of this story in any form of media is allowed without the authorization and permission of the copyright owners.

where are the remaoning part?

The story.

If you loved Sam Mendes'multiple academy awards winning film American Beauty, then you will fall in love with Orikinla Osinachi's "My American Mistress", about a melodramatic relationship between a very wealthy white older woman and a younger African immigrant in New York who is a struggling artist and poet.

He wants to be the black Picasso of the 21st century and like Picasso, he also sees women as "goddesses and doormats" and she is going to be his goddess no matter what her snobbish racist white upper class says. She sponsors his first solo art exhibition and his first book launch and with fame and fortune he becomes the toast of America and the heartthrob of younger women who are falling over themselves to pose naked for him and the pregnancy of one of them is going to break the heart of his mistress.
"I thought you would be more faithful to me than my ex-husband. But you have turned out to be worse. He never stooped so low to prefer the doormats to his goddesses. You have brains, but no class," she sneered at him

I am here..

Good narrative.

LarrySun:
Good narrative.

I will only develop the treatment for the screenwriter who must know New York city and the characteristics of the residents and sociocultural nuances.