Be careful what you wish for. Just one month ago, I had enough of my boring weekends. Netfl!x, comfort food, afternoon naps, hit REPEAT. I was miserable when I was still married to Dean. I didn't have time for myself. His line of work requires him to always be away either for a month or two, sometimes up to six months if it’s an overseas assignment. I was lonely, I was tired, I was raising two toddlers on my own. Though to be honest, even when he was home, I was tired too because he's that typical man who has his wife doing all the chores, taking care of the children, while he sits on his gaming chair claiming this is the only time he has for himself since he's been tired working his ass off for weeks. Oh yeah? He didn't think about how tired I've been taking care of the house, the kids, all while working full time. At the end, it felt the same either he was home or not, in fact I felt better when he wasn't because then I would only need to take care of two boys instead of three.
"Hi," he greets me with a smile while approaching me at the breakfast bar. I've been observing him since he was at the shoe cabinet, didn't even dare to say anything afraid if I'd stupidly blurt out something weird because there's a chance he didn't even hear Abby just now. "Eating cereal?" He asks when he notices the bowl in front of me. "Uhh yeah. I'm so sorry, but, uhh, can I have some? I didn't know if you were home so I just grabbed it because I was too hungry. I'd go upstairs to look for you, ask for your permission if I can have it but since I'm not allowed to go up, so," so I just gobble what I found. He grins at my lengthy apology, "It's okay, you can eat anything in this house, no permission required." Including you? "How about I cook you something proper? A real lunch." He heads straight to a kitchen drawer, pulling out a pan. I was so nervous, so scared, I hadn’t realised he’s in his usual outdoor outfit; a pair of jeans with a cotton t-shirt. It’s simple but this i
"I'm more focused this way. Too sleepy," I flash what looks like the most fake smile ever at my colleague while trying to will him with my mind power to go back to his fucking workstation instead of bothering me any longer. I swear if one more person comes here and asks me why am I doing my work standing up instead sitting on my comfy chair, I will fucking yell at him/her. Yes I will. I most definitely will. What happened is, I am so stressed with this one Drilling Engineer assigned to my latest Exploration well. He is a Senior but he behaves as if he has zero experience. I'm absolutely fine with someone who admits he's inexperience as long as he's willing to learn. However I seriously can't tolerate an asshole who's an idiot but acts as if he knows everything for the fact, he doesn't! How dare he told me what to do when it's MY job and MY expertise he's seeking. If you're so smart, then why did you still come to me? That means you're not as smart as you think that your fucking bo
We made out in the elevator on our way to the basement parking. His hands were all over me and I love how he growled to find out I wasn't wearing any panties. I didn't mean to tease him back, I swear. The matchy set I was wearing was too wet for my comfort, it was soaked all the way through from the way he played me on the couch so I ditched it at the house. I wanted to get a new pair in my room but he was already calling me to go out for dinner so I went without wearing one. We ended up making out next to the car, right in the middle of the parking lot, I've gotta say the thrill of being discovered by someone else along wit his set of skills made me all flushed. Yet again, he stopped when I was about to reach my release. The timing was so damn perfect I had to keep quiet the entire duration we were in the car to calm myself down. I thought with the maddening things happening at the office this week, this weekend would be like an escape. A vacation. At least a promising Friday bas
Nervous, I open the door once the green light is emitted from the finger printing device signalling access is granted. My eyes widen seeing a tall figure standing in front of me. I've been contemplating if I should dash out while I still haven't stepped both feet into the house. He didn't contact me after the lolli incident two weeks ago but I do suspect he's going to grill me this weekend. But not this early. Why do you have to wait in front of the door like this? It's only 5.30 pm. I purposely come here an hour early to have a pep talk with myself knowing he'll only be home around 7."How long have you been standing there?" I ask him, trying to act cool while removing my shoes. My pink slippers are waiting in front of me instead of sitting in the shoe cabinet. Did he take them out? For me? Is he being sweet or I should dial Abby's number now? Abs, save me and my Sophie-jayjay! "Strip." "Excuse me?" I don't think I'm hearing this right. "You heard me." He is still standing at t
Instead of making me come multiple times before entering me like he did the first time we had sex, he kept his promise by giving me one orgasm. One. He played with my pussy but stopped when I was about to reach the peak. He moved to my nipples then fingered me to the cliff only to stop, again. He repeated the tease a few times over until I warned him to fucking stop it or I'll leave through the door at my back; I was leaning against the main door. Finally after what felt like an eternity of pussy-tease, he entered me inch by inch, taking his cock fully out before went back in slowly. At some point he rammed hard into me for a few minutes but purposely moved slowly again to prevent me from jumping the cliff. I was cursing inside but I was not going to spook him, afraid he would refuse to give me the orgasm I desperately needed. "Mr Sinclair," I called him when he was still inside of me but currently immobile; he was kissing my neck. "Hmmm?" I could feel his smile from the humming.
"Ohhhh wow! What did you do? Why is he paying more this month?" Abby asks the moment she sees the number portrayed on her laptop screen. I grin without saying anything. Another ten thousand bucks was deposited into her account today. Yay! "Guess you're that good huh?" She transfers the money to my bank account as I get up from the sofa, already have a luxury handbag in my mind to be purchased using my newly obtained allowance. Who would have thought a month with Cupcake can get me the Hermes piece I’ve been eyeing since forever! "By the way Fee, don't forget Nanna's birthday. Mum's planning to celebrate it somewhere at the end of the month."I stop munching the chips I just shoved into my mouth and turn to her, "At the end of the month? Like THIS end of the month?" "Are you dumb? Of course at the end of this month, why would I mention it now if it's next month?""So it's really this month? End of thisssss month?" "Think she mentioned the last Saturday of THIS month." I rush to h
"Morning." As soon as I jump, startled by his deep rough voice, a pair of arms hug me from behind followed by an apology, "Sorry, I thought you heard me coming."He must have just woken up by the sound of his voice, and is still naked because it's his bare skin against my body that is only in a piece of silk negligee. Either he’s naked, or only donning an underwear. We had a few rounds of pleasure this morning and instead of joining him back to slumber, I detached myself and spent some time alone at the breakfast bar. It's been some time, but I'm still sitting here with my cereal that I can't finish. I haven’t been able to eat properly ever since I discovered the double line. "What were you thinking about? You didn't even hear me coming." He kisses the nape of my neck, so I turn around and smile at him before he takes that opportunity to kiss me on the lips. "Good morning." I murmur when our nose is still touching but we're just staring into each other's eyes. "Hmmm morning." He