บททั้งหมดของ Please, call me Auntie : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

71.Soraya🍒 The next morning as the sun slowly rose the sky, Soraya took a moment to admire her husband he looked handsome sleeping so peacefully, pushing a strand of hair out of his face before she trail a finger down his muscular chest, he stirred but didn't wake up, when an idea struck her so she crawled under the cover that barely covered his amazing body she took a hold of his soft shaft that laid against his stomach, Thane moved but still stayed sleep, his breathing was smooth and calm. Soraya lick his cock from top to bottom, and moved her hands up and down, until he is hard in her hands wetting her lips she runs it along his shaft, repeating the motion several time before taking him in her wet mouth, I moved my head up and down wrapping my lips with a firm pressure as he cock swells in my mouth, I squeak and moan hmmm, this so intoxicated. Eyes closed, unaware that Thane was awake, she focused on pumping her hand in rhythm with her sucking until she felt Thane’s hand on

73. Soraya🍒 The next day, things were a bit less awkward, mostly on my side, because I wasn't willing to accept what he said was true, that he actually felt the same about me. The self-doubt was driving me crazy, so to calm my nerves, I decided to visit Scott at his office. “ Well, that's a surprise,” Scott said behind his desk when I walked into his office that morning. Sitting on the chair close to him, “ What? You're acting as if I've never come here before.” I feel offended by his reaction. Smiling, “ Since you got married, I haven't visited you in the office, so what did I do to deserve this visit?” His words stung a little, but I let them slide because he is not right. I've been spending a lot of time with Thane, my work, trying to work things out, and I left my family out. It's my way of protecting them, but I'm finding out that doesn't help, so here I am getting back to normal. “ How about you almost getting blown up in front of me? “ I remind him of the unfortunat

75. Soraya🍒 Two days later I was in a good mood throughout the whole morning. Thane and I had a fantastic morning, and I made breakfast. We talked about the awkwardness around us, mostly on my part, so I had to own up to what I created. Now that the situation has been fixed, I am happy and feel relaxed. Now I'm sitting in my office behind my desk, and I've closed the outside world out. At the same time, I try to catch up on some paperwork that needs my signature. If nothing was moving forward, my phone kept vibrating on the desk, trying to catch my attention. On the fifth buzz, I wanted to ignore it. Still, the buzzing got to me, so I picked up and saw that I received a text from an unknown number. I was going to delete it when I saw a photo preview of Thane. Opening it, he found a woman's hand on his chest; the next showed her hand touching his hair. I was furious, my heart had stopped, for a second, I thought I would stop breathing, everything had disappeared around me, my

77. Soraya🍒 I stood in the driveway staring at the shattered car windows, rain dripping from my eyelashes, with my bag in one hand I thought about what to do next meanwhile the wind blows more rain on my already wet blouse, with my lips tight I wonder if I could get a taxi then I shake my head, no, I went to the garage and get into a another car, leaving the other one outside. The morning was done with me, my hot cup of coffee tipped over in the cup holder and spilled hot coffee on my lap. Ignoring the burn pain, I drove into traffic, where I sat for over twenty minutes because an asshole decided to drive over the speed limit and cause an accident. Luckily, no one died. However, I'm still running late for my meeting. I texted my mentor to let her know I would be late. With that taken care of I turn the car around and drove back home, if I knew I would be stuck in traffic I would've spent the time to change clothes, once I reached home, I tore through my closet looking for a who

79. Soraya🍒 I stepped outside the front door and froze. There he was, standing, leaning on my car with a big bouquet in his hands, none other than Jasper. He was dressed in a suit, looking stylish. Why was he here? Is he lost? The questions keep running through my head. When I finally got hold of myself, I walked all the way to my car and asked, “ Are you lost?” He turned with the boyish smile I used to love, and said, “No, I'm here to see you.” “ For what?” I ask him, putting my bag in the backseat of the car. He put the flowers in front of him as if trying to hand them to me, but I only stared at them as if they could kill me. “To say I'm sorry.” He lowered his head, avoiding eye contact. I was confused. Why was he wasting my time? When Jasper looked up again, “ I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm here asking for a second chance.” His eyes were full of hope. I couldn't have stopped the laugh even if I'd wanted to, but I didn't, because my ears couldn't believe what th