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Chapter 2

Author: Iqra Mohammad
last update Last Updated: 2022-11-24 04:46:27

“Hmm…” I moaned in my sleep, something wet and warm circles my c**t, and I am thrown over the edge, I don’t know if it was a dream of mine or reality.

  

“Ahhh…” I moan louder when I feel soft strokes penetrating me and I squirm from the sensation.

 

BLINK

 

I opened my eyes, bewildered, and when I look down I found my dear husband eating my pu**y, such a lavish sight for my eyes.

 

I sat up, detaching him from my hot entrance and he groaned unhappily.

 

“Come back.” He demanded grumpily, sitting up when I suddenly push him down on the bed and sit on his face rubbing my wet c**t on his mouth, “Now, it’s better.”

 

He smirk, sucking on my c**t, while I rubbed my hips in sync with his face, God, How am I going to stay without him for a whole week, those thoughts gave a pang of sadness in my heart, ruining my intense orgasm.

 

****

 

“I’ll be in touch.” Theo kissed my forehead before leaving and I tried not to cry in front of him. “I am going to miss you,” I tell him in a low voice trying my best to not lose my posture.

 

He took a cab and disappeared from my sight while I walked back to our house feeling low and sad. I look at the clock, it showed 6 in the morning, in an hour I have to show up at the News Firm.

 

Quickly, I took shower and then got into my clothes. I wore a black lace bra, with black thongs and stockings, over it I wore a purple high neck dress that stops at my knees and black kitten heels that match the outfit overall.

 

Grabbing my coat, I walked out hurriedly, get in my car, and drove away.

 

Because I hurried to the News Firm, I even forgot about the sadness and loneliness in my heart for Theo.

I reached the News Firm, in fifteen minutes only and then parked my car at my usual spot.

 

I closed my eyes taking a few deep breaths and then finally with confidence I got out of my car and started to walk inside the News Firm.

 

“Morning, Ms. Muir…” The guard greeted me at the door and I instantly corrected him, “Mrs…”

 

“Oh… Yes…” He looked at me, flushed with embarrassment, “Congratulations BTW.” He congratulated me warmly and smiled shyly as I made my way inside.

 

On my way to my office, I met a few more colleagues greeting me and finally I am inside my office as Mrs. Eloise Theo. It felt so good to be married, I looked down at the shiny ring on my finger which reminds me of my lovely husband.

I quickly sent him a text, telling him I reached the firm and missing him terribly already.

 

I sat in my chair and then started my work. I have been away for a while so I needed to do all the re-checking of my work. I have been writing a few articles, I must type them first and then take them to my Manager if he would approve them to get released in time.

 

“Congratulations on married life, Loise…” A warm cup of coffee was placed at my desk when I was indulging in typing my articles, I looked up from my laptop and found the gray predatory gaze of David, one of my colleagues, he is all about software and computers which I am not really keen of but with Theo, it felt different. I don’t know why.

 

“It’s Mrs. Theo, and thanks BTW,” I replied with a curt nod and a small calculated smile.

 

David had been one of my admirers here in the firm since the day I joined the News Firm, he had been a polite, friendly, caring man but then soon he started to get too close with me asking for the dinners, lunch, and breakfast. I tried to refuse him many times but he stayed persistent.

 

At last, one day I accepted his invitation and then the worst thing happened. On our first dinner, which wasn’t even a date, he proposed to me out of the blue, and  I obviously refused him immediately.

 

I tried to be as polite as I could, not wanting to hurt his feelings, he looked heartbroken by my “NO” but what could I do, I am just not into him.

 

David has curly golden hair and gray eyes, his face square shape, his figure normal, around 5.5 ft, I guess. He is an average-looking man and I never feel attracted to him never.

 

“You’re very welcome, Mrs. Theo… I hope you’re enjoying your first day at work after marriage.” He said with a smile that didn’t match his eyes, he looked creepy.

 

“That I am, David.” I told him firmly with a face that would shout “Get the F**k out of my office.” And thankfully he did.

 

“I’ll see you around, then.”

 

“Hmm…” I tried to not scoff and finally, he left my office leaving me alone in peace.

 

BOOM

 

I had thought that he would create any ruckus in the office and will try to bully me or argue with me, after all, he is the one most affected by my marriage, he didn’t even attend my marriage, neither he was present at the dinner I and Theo had hosted yesterday night for all my colleagues.

 

Not that it mattered to me, but it’s a bit strange. The man who would never leave me alone suddenly had cut off his ties, Strange, no?

 

Well, Shaking my head I tried to not waste my whole day pondering David’s changed behavior. Instead, I took out my phone and started texting Theo, he had taken a train from Amsterdam to Germany.

 

He is on his way, and soon he will be here with me, in our home.

 

I smile at the thought.

 

The day was hectic, and during lunch hour something memorable happened.

 

“Here to our newlywed hardworking employee… Mrs. Eloise Theo Muir.” My Manager called out my name with respect and then handed me a huge flower bouquet, a chocolate pack, and a beautiful expensive perfume bottle as a gift.

 

“Oh… Thank you so much.” I thank him with gratitude.

 

“Oh, you deserve it, Eloise…” He said with a warm smile, “So, three cheers for the lady in purple… Eloise…” He yelled excitedly and everyone started to cheer up.

 

“Hip Hip Hurray…”

 

I laughed, overwhelmed by everyone’s love, they didn’t cheer me that much excitedly at my first successful article, their energy is surprising.

 

The day went too smoothly beyond my imagination and here came the time for me to leave, before packing up I received the message from Theo, that he has reached Germany safely.

 

I sighed in relief and then took my necessary stuff. I put them in my laptop bag and then walked out of my office. Today the office is usually quiet. There had been a Unity March event for which most of the people had gone.

 

“Zzzzz …. Zzzzz ….” 

 

“George…” As I took a few steps toward the door, I saw George sitting on his mother’s chair playing with his paper plane. “Aunt Eloise…” He beamed as soon as he saw me.

 

“What are you doing here, huh?” I messed up his long brown silky hair and his smile widened.

 

“Mommy is going to take me to McDonald's… I am waiting for her to finish her work.”

 

“Hmm… so today’s the burger day…” I teased him.

 

Lily, one of my colleagues, is a single parent and every week she would select one cheat day where she and her son would have to pick something from outside to eat. George loved cheat days and Lily too looked happy when she saw his excitement and delights.

 

“Hey, Eloise… I was just supposed to leave these few papers I needed to print on time.” Lily walked back explaining the reason why she left George at her place.

 

“Oh, it’s completely fine, Lily. Take your time.” I waved my hand at her and then took out some chocolates from the box giving them to George.

 

“Here, have some.”

 

“Thank you, Aunt, you’re the best in here.” He hugged me happily and I smiled at his compliment.

 

“We should be going, now,” Lily said lightly and I too nodded my head walking along beside them when suddenly we heard gunshots.

 

BANG … BANG … BANG …

 

Before we knew what was happening, a man in a mask came over and sprayed something which made us all unconscious in an instant.

 

The things from my hand slipped making a loud Thud noise and then it went all black in front of my eyes.

 

BOOM

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