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Finding a dress
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2025-11-17 01:36:52
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Fake marrying my new boss Floating off
*Will* I can't breathe. Can't think. Kiera's face is pressed against my crotch, her warm breath is fanning over my hard cock, and it feels so good. My legs feel like they're made of jelly as I hold tight to her hair, desperately trying not to pull and hurt her. “Don't stop," I say again. Who knows if I'm speaking English or Danish? It is like I can’t even understand the words myself. This is soo good. Whatever she's doing, this feels good. She peppers warm, open-mouthed kisses across my hip bones and over my thighs, her hands soft and caressing. She hasn't even touched my cock and I feel about to explode. "Please," I whisper. Surely, she knows what she's doing here, right? As much as it makes me irrationally upset to think of her doing this with other men, it must be a virtue in this moment. Kiera knows what she's doing. I can trust her. Nothing she's done so far has made me feel uncomfortable. "Can I make you feel good, babe?" She whispers. "Do anything. Just don't stop." I ra
Fake marrying my new boss Sake shots and heated moments
*Kiera* Two hours later, we stumble out of the elevator, nearly tripping each other as we try to kiss and walk at the same time. I’m a bit drunk, but I don’t care. Will has me in his arms. He’s kissing me, and I never want him to stop. This is what I have been dreaming off… the want, the need, not second guessing everything… and I am okay with the fact that it took some sake to get here. He backs me up against the door, my ass slamming into the doorknob, as he fumbles and drops his keys to the floor. “For helvede,” he mutters. Okay, maybe he’s a little tipsy too. By the end of the night, I lost track of how many times we had sake shots. Things really got out of hand when our waitress, Kiko, taught us a Japanese drinking song… but we had a blast and I am sure the photographer got some great shots. Will and I kissed all the way back to the apartment in the uber. Now his internal English translator seems to be not working as Well as usual. He mumbles something in Danish, looking for
Fake marrying my new boss Double date
*Kiera* The ambiance of the restaurant wraps around us like a warm embrace. Bamboo accents and soft lighting cast a golden hue over the polished wood tables, and the faint sound of running water from the indoor koi pond creates a soothing backdrop. I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement as we’re led to our table. Will walks beside me, his hand casually intertwined with mine, and I can’t resist the urge to glance up at him. He looks handsome tonight, dressed in a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. I’ve always found that little detail incredibly attractive. It’s like he knows how to strike the perfect balance between casual and formal, and it’s working wonders for my heart rate. As we settle into our seats, I can feel the weight of the evening’s significance. This isn’t just a date; it’s a statement. But more than that, it’s a chance for me to be close to Will, to feel the subtle shift in our dynamic as we navigate this world togethe
Fake marrying my new boss Touching
*Will* Within thirty minutes, we bid farewell to Cheryl at the door. She gathered all her photos and asked numerous questions, including a few directed at Frida. Cheryl warned us that we wouldn’t hear anything for a few weeks. For me, that's a relief… I can push the case from my mind. No action needed. For Kiera, it’s a source of fixation and worry that will consume her every hour of every day until she reaches out to us again. We all have our own coping mechanisms. Almost as soon as Cheryl leaves, Kiera lets out a frustrated sigh. “Why did I think wearing this blouse was a good idea?” She quickly pulls it off over her head and dashes away. Tina laughs as she follows her into the kitchen, while I finish getting Frida settled on the couch with her coloring books. Tina is staying through the evening because Kiera and I are being coerced by Candy to continue with Operation Roots. Tonight is date two, where I’ll join Kiera for dinner with another couple. I’m dreading it. I want to be
Fake marrying my new boss Important meeting
*Will* “Stop fidgeting,” I mutter. “I’m not fidgeting.” Next to me, Kiera tugs at the collar of the pretty blouse She is wearing again. My lips purse, and she curses under his breath. “Fucking stop, alright? Just let me fidget.” Cheryl, our representative from the child welfare office, finishes her phone call, turning back to face us. She’s a middle-aged lady with greying hair cut in a blunt bob. “So sorry about that. Never a dull moment, as they say.” “Oh, that’s totally fine,” Kiera says with a warm but nervous smile. She checks her notes on her tablet. “So, you were walking me through her daily routine.” “Yes.” Kiera drops my hand and sweeps forward, gesturing all around the living room as she shows her Frida’s art wall and craft station. She’s talking faster than normal, clearly nervous. “And this has all been great for retaining her fine motor skills. Once her arm cast comes off in a couple weeks, we’ll be starting on the manipulatives, like molder’s clay.” Ch
Fake marrying my new boss New rules
*Kiera* He wants to practice wanting me, whatever the fuck that means. And this afternoon, he kissed me. Did he even like it? I think he did, but maybe I’m just projecting how much I liked it. He said he’s never felt sexual attraction before. When he’s gone through the motions in the past, he said he felt nothing. My god, nothing? I can’t even imagine… Wait. What if he was kissing me and he was, like, felt nothing? What if he was counting by fives or making a grocery list? I don’t think I can let him tell me. We’ll have to develop some kind of hand signal instead, and I’ll just disappear into the sunset. Squashing down these scary thoughts, I try to make myself busy by cleaning up Frida’s art supplies. We’ve been working on her fine motor skills, so I got her a gem art set. It comes with all these premade designs and she loves making them. And yes, we used some of the gems to make funny designs on our faces while watching cartoons. I shuffle all the papers together, put th
Fake marrying my new boss Now he is worried
*Kiera*After the brunch and the hugs with my family, promising not to wait to long before seeing them again, as they want to meet Frida, it is time to go home.As Will and I step out of the restaurant, the cool air hits me like a splash of cold water, refreshing yet jarring after the slightly stuf
Fake marrying my new boss They are worried
*Will*When I walked back into the restaurant, I immediately sense the tension hanging in the air. Everyone is smiling, but it’s not the easygoing laughter I remember; it feels stiff, like they’re all trying to hold something back.I tried to joke it off, suggesting they were talking about me, but
Fake marrying my new boss Brunch
*Kiera* As we pull up to the restaurant, the sun glints off the elegant facade, making it look even more inviting. I can feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach, a mix of excitement and anxiety. I glance at Will, who is adjusting his tie in the rearview mirror, and I can’t help but smile. He loo
Fake marrying my new boss The reception
*Will*As the reception is kicked off, the warm glow of the room envelops me, but my heart races with a mix of anticipation and anxiety… I am worried if I can pull this off. Kiera is by my side, looking radiant in that elegant dress, her smile sparkling like the crystal chandeliers overhead. I take
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