El is wet. Sopping wet. My hand slips into her trouser without breaking our kiss, I push her panties aside and slide a finger into her wetness to tease her clit. Shivers wrack her body, she moans against my lips, bites me. We break apart to stare into each other’s eyes, I flash her a seductive grin and she giggles. The delicate sound dies down once I shove another finger into her moisture, she moans her approval, bouncing slightly on my dick. Her mouth latches onto my neck, she grinds against my groin, nibbling on the skin behind my ear while her hands roam my chest, tug on my nipples through the material of my shirt.Tingles erupt on my spine, my fingers make a home between her legs. I hiss at her slickness, her smooth, hairless pubis is exactly how I love it. Her juice coats my palm, her cunt welcomes another digit. I need to be inside her now. Tugging on her waistband, I try and fail to locate the fly of her trouser. Frustration courses through me as I t

Fingers run through my hair, my toes curl and a soft pop resounds in the air. I am reluctant to move with El’s fingers weaving in and out of my tresses. She stops, my eyes jerk open and my head twists upwards.“Don’t stop.” I pout. She bends to peck me, my hands reach up to keep our lips glued but she pulls away.“In a moment,” she says, raising her tablet, “I have to get this.” The tap sounds made by her fingers hitting the screen keep me company, my cheek presses into her lap and my finger traces the open skin. Nothing no one can tell me, this is a slice of heaven. Turning so my head is no longer resting on her legs, I prop myself on my elbows. If I am keeping her here, I have to deal with her working from here. “What are you doing?” I try to pry the tab from her but she frowns and I back off. Only one day here and she has turned me into an attention seeking whore. “Elna. I do

El left. She fucking walked away. I snap out of my pitiful trance, catching up to her before she leaves through the front door. “Baby,” I let out in a breathless whisper, arms sliding around her waist from behind to stop her. She wiggles in my embrace, I tighten my grip on her. “Okay, I’m sorry. Elna.” El doesn’t spare me a look but her resistance wears off and I take advantage of that. “I don’t like that you are friends with him. I was—am jealous.” Her hands cover mine, she rests her forehead against the door and a sigh travels through her. “I know. I didn’t want to make you feel that way. That's why I didn’t pick his call in your presence but in the end, it still happened. There is no reason to be jealous.” When our eyes lock, she palms my face and my anger fades. I moan softly as she caresses my cheek, lips puckering into a pout. “Baby, it’s only you.” I

El allowed me to come to work today. It took a lot of convincing. A lot of kisses, cajoling, a food flask, a promise and a swear on the kids lives to call her if I feel the slightest bit dizzy. I also have to check in every few hours with her so she can be sure I’m alive. Her words, not mine. I love that crazy woman.The telephone rings, I pick the receiver and Ed says, “Sir, Miss Sophia is here to see you.” Shoving files to a part of my table to create space, I reply, “Send her in. Thank you.” I roll a pen between my fingers, a small smile curves my lips. For once, everything is working out for me. I have El, I have my girls and I have my assistant. Jei and I are in the processing of concluding, once we have his signature on the contract, then project El will be ready. I sit up at the knock on the door. Maybe I deserve some of the finest things in life. Maybe I am not so unworthy of love. I deserve happiness too.

In the morning, we take the kids to school together. After the girls dash to their classes, I corner Annie’s mum, knowing we are in El’s line of sight. She flashes me a smile I am forced to reciprocate, I shove my hands into my jacket as my insides knot from trying too hard to stop from cackling. This will be fun.With Ed back to work, I don’t have to resume early. I can start the day at ten, rest assured Ed will handle everything in my absence. Buy me more time to annoy Wifey who froze the moment she saw both of us. “I didn’t get your name,” I tell her.Her blue eyes crinkle with delight, her mouth moves in the shape of an O. “Elena.”The missing band on her ring finger doesn’t escape me. I take another step back to create a reasonable distance between us. I might be an ass but I don’t want my wife to be too upset. “Mrs Elena, thank–”“Oh, stop it.” She