Unemployed

GISELLE

"Fuck, fuck!" I shriek in intense pleasure, grabbing the sheet with shaky fingers. Beads of sweat drip down my flushed skin as I bounce off Theo's hard dick.

He's lying underneath me, holding my waist firmly as I ride both of us through the thick walls of ecstasy.

"Ride me faster, baby." He groans, squeezing my reddened ass-cheeks. He spanks me at intervals, getting an erotic yelp from me each time he does it. I love it when he spanks me. It turns me on really bad.

I begin moving my waist in a circular motion, taking a break from bouncing. My breathing is coming short, hard, and fast. My sweaty body is trembling with desire. I can feel another orgasm closing up on me.

"Come here." Theo pulls me off him, directing me to kneel on the bed. He thrusts inside me from behind, holding my waist firmly as he fucks me hard.

"Oh, fuck." I grit my teeth, as my eyes roll to the back. I bite my lower lips hard, giggling from the pleasure.

"You love it when I fuck you from behind?" Theo rasps, grabbing my flouncing boobs and squeezing them. Damn, he's good.

"Yes, baby. Fuck me harder." I steady my hands on the bed as his thrusts go deeper and faster. I rub my fingers around my clit to fasten my release. 

"Cum for me, baby." 

And I do just that. In the next second, I'm having a vibrating release that makes me grab his neck as he wraps his hand around my body.

We both fall on the bed, breathing raggedly. He's yet to have his release and I know just what to do. I reach for his dick and take it into my mouth. 

He grabs my hair in a jerk, spreading his legs apart. I settle between them, working his shaft expertly until the whitish fluid empties in my mouth.

"Hmm, yummy." I let out an exasperated slurping sound as I lick him dry. 

I crawl to lie next to him, and I can see the satisfaction on his face. 

"I can never get enough of this." He whispers, kissing my lips. "I can never get enough of you."

"Me too." I smile, placing my keg on his body and my head on his chest. I feel loved, and if I can have it my way, I'll make us stay like this forever. Naked. Flushed. Loved. Happy.

"You still know how to give a good head. I'm impressed." He compliments, running his hand on my back. 

"And you still know how to fuck me shitless. I think I'm always gonna count myself lucky."

"Why is that?" A glint of amusement is placed on his voice.

"Because I married a man who loves me, takes care of me, and knows how to fuck me good. What more could I want?"

He laughs and places a kiss on my hair. "I'm lucky to have a woman like you too. You complete me in every way."

I blush at his words but he doesn't see it 'cause my head is still resting on his chest. I run my fingers through the dark hairs on his chest as we remain silent.

A hard knock on the door makes me look up abruptly. 

"Go check on him before he breaks down our door," Theo says with a small smile, sitting up on the bed. 

"At least he didn't cockblock you today." I tease him, placing my lips on his for another kiss.

"I made sure he wouldn't." Theo grins, nibbling my neck real quick. The knock gets louder and he pulls away. "Go take care of that kid."

"Okay." I laugh, hopping down from the bed. I grab my nightgown lying on the floor and put it on as I head for the door.

I open it to see a crying-Shane, with a small canvas and crayons.

"Hey, baby." I coo, picking him up and shushing him in my arms. For a seven-year-old, he looks a bit bigger than his age. But I still carry him when I should. He's still my only baby, after all.

"Why did Daddy ask you not to open the door?" He sobs, hugging me tightly. "I've been knocking all morning."

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Daddy and I were just taking care of something. But we're done now." I say, feeling a bit guilty.

Theo got fed up with always having him interrupt our sex so he refused me opening the door today. I'm sure he heard me screaming my head out. It's so embarrassing looking at him right now.

He tries to get down and I oblige, making him stand on his feet again.

"Mummy, why was Daddy making you cry? I heard you screaming and I wanted to come help you. But the door was locked. Are you okay?"

Just what I needed to hear. Trying so hard not to flush in front of him, I turn around. 

"Yes, I am. And don't worry, it's nothing serious. Daddy and I were just playing a game…"

"What kind of game?" He asks excitedly, tugging at my nightgown. "Can you teach me, please?"

"How about I take you to school and you can show me your drawings in the car?" I reply instead, still not looking at him.

"Yippee!" He squeals and runs off to go get ready.

I exhale in relief and return to our bedroom. Theo is dressed and he smells of aftershave. Seems like he just took a shower.

"I can't believe you took a bath without me." I pout.

"You were taking too long." His voice is dry and lacks the passion that was in it a while ago. How does his mood change so fast?

"What's wrong?" I get closer to him, wrapping my hand around his waist. 

He looks me dead in the eyes and I feel a bit uneasy. His fingers untangle mine from him and he strolls away to the other end of the room.  

I stare at his taut back wondering what could be wrong. We were fine a few minutes ago. What happened?

He turns to me and despair is riddled on his face as he says. "I lost my job, Giselle. I got fired yesterday."