Mr. Wife

Playing Pretend 2

(JIYU)

After that, it all became a history. And here I am, getting f*ck by him.

" Focus ! " he said, and s***k my butt.

My body did not expect that so I suddenly moved forward.

But he - Adam. Pulled me so hard towards him that his swell got so deep within me.

I let out a noise that sounded like I'm in pain.

But it was the other way around, it was pleasurable. That I wanted to cry to him, beg him to hit me harder.

The sound of our body spread in all the corners of this suite. Now I wonder, If the handsome secretary could here it all.

I love teasing that guy as I could see his hard life because of his monster like boss. He give me no reaction, but doesn't want to cross path with me too.

I chuckled, he was cute.

" The hell are you laughing at? " Adam ask, I realize the sound I made. I thought it stayed in my head.

" The hell of my life? " I said, throwing some jokes to him.

" I see " he replied. But his next move make my knees melt, almost laid flat, but he pulled my waist up. Hitting me to my spot.

He's been teasing it, so when he hit it like theres no tomorrow, I spilled.

Spilling every liquid in my body, sending me so high like an ecstacy.

My body in convulsion, looking for something to hold on to.

Adam did not stop, and he won't. He loves torturing me until the last drop.

He was faster than usual, hitting my spot hard that I could feel my insides almost exploding.

Then he reach his moment, he moaned so beautiful that makes me spill more. Meeting his c****x.

I felt so full and weak, a sign of success.

The guy was finally satisfied.

We are both out of breath when we laid on bed facing the ceiling.

As our heart beats fast, drumming so loud. He spoke.

" Tight down your ass, don't spill it on bed " he said. But it was too late.

" Too late dude, you filled me so much, that I'm starting to feel a stomach ache " I said so casually and sound a little shaky.

As the minutes passed, my heart started to calm down, slowly getting back to its normal rhythm.

Adam might be cold and emotionless guy, but he was a gentleman specially when we finished. He would always offer to clean me, something I don't experience in the past.

" Let's go, I'll clean you " he said, not giving me chance to decline.

He already circled to other side of the bed, where I'm lying. He lifted me like a bride, strong but gentle.

He was a nice guy, a definition of perfection. If he really did ask me to sell my body to him, I would gladly do so.

He treated me with respect that I don't feel like we're just doing it because of lust. Rather, sometimes I could feel his emotion with his touch. There's a unfamiliar gentleness and fondness on it that makes me feel like his very important posession.

But I know where my limit is, we've been really clear from the very beginning.

It must be meant to the person he really did want to touch.

As we are doing this for so long, I already have a clue. He could see the person to me. Sometimes I really did want to ask him, is his lover's dead? Faraway? Or it just a one sided love?

I don't know when those questions will be answered, but thats all I know. He was trying to see that person through me, and it never bothered me.

We reached the wide bathroom, it was so big that the size of my previous apartment won't compare.

He put me gently inside the porcelain bathtub and started to run the warm water.

" Tell me if its cold " he said, busy testing the water temperature. That gives me an idea,

" Why don't you find yourself a lover? "

He stopped, and finally meet my eyes.

" What's the next question? How many men I bedded? " he said and continue what he is doing.

Right. The conversation killer.

" Wow, that's the longest sentence you ever said to me " I said, pretending to be shock. Teasing him.

I do sometimes tried to play with him, and he never answered back. But, he also don't say no.

He shook his head, looking disappointed which made me laugh.

" Enough, I'll clean you up now. Relax " he commanded. Pulling me back to our real business.

I felt his long slender finger slowly opening my hole. The liquid he filled me in started to spill out.

But he needs to go deeper, as his tool was long and thick, he has to clean me from the very end.

It takes time but, he never showed he was bored or annoyed. He patiently wait until he cleaned me from the very last drop.

" How many days are you gonna stay? " I asked, so we could talk about something and also for me to prepare.

" Don't know, maybe two weeks, or more "

my mouth left hanging.

TWO WEEKS?? OR MORE??

The voice in my head shouted.

Oh dear me.

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(Adam)

I took the last drop of whisky, leaving just the melting ice.

It was already dawn but sleep never visited me. The place was peacefully noisy but my head isn't.

I've been thinking so deep if its the right thing to do, leaving Aki for a while.

Ofcourse it is.

Answered one side in my head.

We should stay away from him until your flesh won't be in control. You don't want him to hate you right?

It added.

Huh. I must be crazy. Talking to myself.

I brushed my wet hair up and stared at the person on my bed. His back exposed.

The face was definitely similar, just a height difference.

But everytime I take this guy under me, I could see Aki. Taking me in so real. Moaning under me, begging, like a weak hearted he was.

Thanks to him, I could feel Aki through him.

Something that will stay fake until I die.

I know myself I won't be able to handle if he hates me. The farthest I could go was take him through papers, marrying him and deluded myself with the thought that atleast he's mine.

Sighed.

Everything was going smooth if only not because of this guy.

He thought, staring at his robe being lifted by his hardening shaft.

I am sick to the bone.