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Please, be patient with me

Author: SassyStellaWrites
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-28 00:46:20

I dressed in silence, the suit hugging my curves in a flattering manner. When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't help loving the look of the woman staring back at me.

When was the last time that happened? Stupid fucking Derek, constantly saying I was sexy and beautiful. It didn't hurt that my husband had style too. Well that and money.

The drive to work was silent. I stared out the window, refusing to speak, arms crossed. He glanced over a few times, but I ignored him, stewing in the hurt.
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  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   Step outside for daddy, would you angel?

    For the first time, this fact didn't make me feel like a cheater or a horrible person. It felt right. Good. Comforting. "YOU married Derek Nelson, the billionaire heavyweight champion boxer?" Caleb asked, gawking at me. When I nodded, he laughed in my face. "Oh baby, come now. He is way out of your league. Why the fuck would he marry you? No offense, Plush Pearly, but you're… an acquired taste," Caleb said with a sneer, his words turning nasty. I felt tears pricking at my eyes, but fuck this asshole. It wasn't happening. He wasn't seeing me cry. "Even if it is a lie, I respect myself too much to fuck the likes of you. You'll be hearing from my lawyer, Mr. Wentworth. I'm fucking suing your ass for sexual harassment," I told him, not missing a beat as I rose on shaky legs. I didn't need him to believe me. What the world thought didn't matter. I was the issue. Honestly, I fucking didn't know why Derek wanted me either, but hell, apparently I wanted him. Not Jason. Certainly

  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   I just want my fucking husband

    "Really? More power to you. I know a manwhore when I see one. Speaking of—" Caleb continued to prattle on lazily, his minimal energy wreaking of the relationship I just exited. Just like that, I knew exactly what I wanted in a man. The exact opposite of Jason and Caleb. But was that the man who would be fucking me tonight?"Derek isn't a rebound fuck," I hissed, my tone fierce and sincere. "Now fucking let go," I barked up at him. He wasn't, was he? What was Derek then, Pearl? Stop fucking catching feelings, damn you. A small smile threatened to break through on my face as Caleb nonchalantly let go and backed away slowly. Fucking stupid yearning heart, wishing Derek were here. “Okay. Chill. Good for you, I guess. I still want my shot though. I can't help it, Pearl. You're so fucking gorgeous. Forget the new guy for one night and come out with me. Come on Pearly. One date. Just one lay," Caleb all but begged, with puppy dog eyes. The distance between us comforted me, but I still

  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   He was sweeping me off my feet and he wasn't even in the room

    One of his hands left the armrest and slid up, fingers threading into my hair at the nape of my neck. He tugged, his fingers sharp and possessive as he tilted my head back so I had to look up at him.If I was holding my breath before, fuck knew what I was doing now. At this rate, I was going to pass out from oxygen deprivation. Caleb saw me struggle. Hyperventilate. A sinister smirk took over his handsome face. Fuck, he was gorgeous up close, wasn't he? "Mr. Wentworth, I swear, it's not what you think. Please don't fire me," Pearl whimpered. "It won't happen again. Please, I need this job."Did I though? Something strikingly like defiance was simmering just beneath the surface, curling up in my tummy, like a bomb waiting to explode. “Well now, all that depends on you, Pearl. You liked your boss watching you. The show was just for me, wasn't it, you little cocktease? You were in here, playing hard to get earlier. No matter. I hear you loud and clear, baby. You came harder because I w

  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   I'm getting hard again, just thinking about it

    I gulped down the last of the coffee Jenny brought me, the bitter dregs doing nothing to steady the frantic thud of my heart. Jenny’s words still rang in my ears. Caleb wanted to see me. Urgent. Orientation, my ass. I was so fired. Rage and humiliation bloomed in my chest. I wanted to fucking kill Derek. Did he have any idea what I sacrificed to be here today?He wasn't the surprise though. I was. What the fuck was I thinking, doing that in an office full of people? Of course I got caught. Why the fuck did it have to be by my boss, of all people? I groaned internally, steeling my nerves as I rose slowly to go and face the music. My thighs were sticky, the thong rising up my ass, fabric clinging uncomfortably to the mess I’d made. My thighs rubbed together uncomfortably. The faint, unmistakable scent of sex lingered around my cubicle no matter how much I tried to ignore it. That was the least of my problems though.I couldn't get Derek's voice out of my head. Every time I thought o

  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   Is it me or does our office smell like sex?

    Derek roared his release, groaning loudly. "Daddy's dick is squirting all over his fist, thinking of his baby girl," he rasped out for me as he came. We listened to each other cum without another word. My muffled, heavy breaths and stifled moans mingled with his roaring groans and grunts. It was intimate, filthy, perfect. So us. My liberal release came with a price. I caught the eye of several coworkers. Curious glances and scowls came at me all at once. I abruptly tried to appear like I was working, forcing my body to stay rigid as the last waves of orgasmic bliss washed over me. My fingers slipped out of my pussy, slick and messy, my other hand clinging to the cubicle. Shame washed over me as looks of discomfort and appall came my way. The worst part? I sat there, wondering if they knew I was cuming, or if they thought something different altogether. Was my entire office thinking of the fat pig new girl, sweating buckets on her first day? Was that what disgusted them?

  • Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!   Are you cumming for daddy in a room full of your coworkers, baby girl?

    I rubbed my clit furiously with my thumb while my fingers fucked in and out of my pussy, the squelches growing louder, wetter. Juices dripped all over my hand. My eyes fluttered shut, the office fading away. In all my life, I had never done anything this reckless. Too afraid. Too busy being perfect for MIT or worried that I would never be enough as I was. Too busy hiding. Well, fuck it. My husband made me feel like I'd been sleepwalking through life until he found me and woke me up. Fucked me. Kissed me. Cared for me. God help me, even loved me. Loves me. We barely knew each other and somehow I had never felt more like myself than in the last few days. When I was with him. Was I crazy? He was old enough to be my father. For fuck's sake, he was my ex's father. Uncle. Whatever. Ex. Jason was my ex. Was it too soon to be okay with that? In that moment, I was. Where had my husband been my whole life? Fuck, three years ago, dating me would have been illegal. This kno

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