Fictional Fantasies (Completed)

Episode 10: Burning Passion

Alena was tired after a day's work in the office. She was engaged in the activities involving mental and physical effort done in order to achieve a purpose which somehow she's hoping to be promoted in result.

Office competition for higher position in the company doesn't come in handy. It was hard for each and every one of them but much harder for her or perhaps even the hardest because she didn't hold a bachelor degree in the first place, but only came from nothing but an ash employee who's striving to be on top.

"Tired?" Her husband carrying her three year old daughter asked her after welcoming her in the doorstep of their home.

She scratch her nape and nodded slowly before kissing her daughter's forehead and hug her husband lightly, afraid to crush her baby in the process.

Silent atmosphere engulfed them as they walk inside their house.

"I told you to quit that job. My income from my work is enough for us." Her husband is having a sideline in online selling about motorcycle stuff while babysitting their baby the whole day.

You see, it's tiring for the both of them but nevertheless, they won't give up. A bitter satisfaction can't even stand their valor.

She folded her sleeves up to her elbow and quietly sat down in the pulled chair.

"We both know it's not. We need to pay for the rent of this apartment next week. Buy necessities and things for the baby. And what about the groceries for the next day, huh? Now, tell me, is your earnings enough for us to live if I'll resign?" She murmured in a sentiment means.

Her husband shooked his head. "But you are struggling already. I can't stand to see you suffer like this. It feels like I'm a burden 'cause I can't do anything to help you."

The stretched along with the pulling of the chair when she stood up created some noise.

Alena took some pace closer to her husband carrying their child. Without a words uttered, she embrace him from behind while staring at the beautiful eyes of her innocent baby.

"I'm sorry for saying those. But, please, don't say that. We're on this together, right?"

He emit a sigh. "Of course, baby. But still, you're stubborn." He replied in a mumbled.

"Well, I'm a fighter. I'm fighting with all my might because of the two of you. I'm doing this for our family. Understand me, please." She murmured while eyes stared at her daughter dearly.

Her husband, Kielo, caresses her palm using his free hand.

A sigh of complaint pulled through his mouth together with his defeated decision. "Fine. Go for it, baby."

For being part of the Federal Reserve System and one of the member in the finance department is not that easy as you usually think.

Alena was walking back and forth with papers over her right hand and a coffee on the left. Her eyes speaks determination and action convey courage in every step she make.

The Head of Finance is obviously hitting her nerves and sees her as a pest. And she can't do anything about it because of the status differences. Well, bullshit isn't it?

"Here's your coffee, ma'am." She politely said and place the cup in the table while handing the papers to the Head.

"Create another form. The digits are not match with the information." The Head manager declared in a firm tone which cause her to became perplexed and confused.

A few minutes of processing the whole thing, her mouth gaped and eyes went round. "I beg your pardon?"

"Don't be a deaf. I want you to reform these papers."

"What? But I fabricated that report by myself when you told me that. I didn't even ask for any help per you said, ma'am! You didn't even spare these papers a glance to read!"

"I am the Head of this finance! Tell me, are you complaining now?"

Cat fights like this are likely to generate controversy. This is one of the reason why her husband wants her to quit. Her husband doesn't want her to caught herself in the mess. But she knows better.

"I am not complaining. Besides, you are allowed to be stupid while I'm not allowed to point it out?"

She held her head high and look at the Head of finance with full confluent of boldness, defying the footing of the standards of ranks.

"I did this report, alone. And what did you do? You just walk around her and blubber nonsense things! You command us just for your own demands! To tell you honestly, I'm tired of being a submissive dog to a nothing but a woman like you. Not because we're in the lower ranks, you'll treat us like a piece of s**t!" Her eyes glimmer in fury and frustration.

"What's happening in here?"

All of them stiffened by the voice of their boss.

The Head of finance immediately walk to her boss and she know that this will be her last day of work because the Head of finance is blubbering things she didn't do. Of course, the twisted cause of insensible arguments.

Lies. That's how pure evil will do and the Head of finance is perfectly suit for that spot.

"She started this commotion and disrespect me, Sir."

Her office mate are whispering out of protest but because of the position the Head of finance has, her office mate were afraid to lose their job that's why they chose not to interfere.

Alena got her tongue stuck in her mouth. She can't utter a single word to defend herself. What's the point though if her reputation was already tarnished by the lies she didn't committed in the first place?

"You are promoted."

Everyone was shock and she's not an exception.

"I saw everything and besides, before this trouble happened, I already think of promoting Alena to be the Head of finance."

"But, Sir!" The Head of finance argued.

"Not buts. And you, Alena,"

She lifted her head only to see her boss giving her a slight smile. An expression of approval and commendation was shown in the face of her boss.

"You did great. Have fun on your new track."

The sequence of things particularly conveyed a good news that made Alena and her husband held a simple celebration in their house. After telling her husband that her rank in the company she's working elevated, well, that cause to extol a feast.

Their baby was already asleep in the comfortable crib. Now, they are left alone in the sala, having a glass of wine to drink.

"Baby, I'm so proud of you. I love you." Her husband told in a whisper right in her earlobe.

She forgot that both of them are seated in one chair. Her, sitting on her husband's lap, and him, hugging her from behind. The warmth that he gives soothe her into an intoxicating room of ease.

"I know and I love you too." She snickered before trailing off. "Thank you for supporting me in any means, baby."

"I always will. Anything for you, baby." He whispered with a tempting tone.

She hum and put down the glass in the center table. "Make love to me, baby. I want you, please." Her voice was alluring and tempting him to do her. To f**k her in exact.

"If that's my baby wants. It's my honor then." His tone muffled in a hoarse voice.

He lock his arms around her waist, tightened his grip before giving soft kisses in her nape that made the both of them stir and transport into empyrean bliss. The sensation pushed the both of them to the edge of inebriated.

"Want some dry humping first?" The strength and solidity of his words made her giggle in sheer delight.

"I would love to!" She replied with a grin spread on her lips.

After that, he let her provide the beginning step. Alena spread her legs wider but still having a contact with his firm crotch.

Alena, on the other hand, initiates the first move. She commence on pounding up and down, and then heave again before grinding on his shaft covered by a thin pants.

His male groan filled her ears and that wrought her to do the bidding even more. She pump hard, descending and go up through air, with the support of her husband through guiding her waist to rise up and down in a knocking track.

Both of them drowned by the rap of overwhelming heat that literally lethargic. She ride his d**k with a movement of daring intensity of her hips, and slowly building momentum.

The thin garments that wrapped on their body doesn't reduce the flames that continuously flowing in every inch of their nerves. The vessel of her fragments afloat over the brim of burning passion.

The crunch and grind of their physical structure emits some unyielding dominion of intense spark, a hot glowing sensation ignited by their sensual activity.

"f**k, baby! I can't take it anymore. I want to do you."

Both them are panting as they run out of breathes 'cause of the thrilling covet they both aches.

The yearning of necessity makes them crave for each other's touch. Lasciviousness ambience excites them more.

She got off from their position and immediately get rid of her clothes, and her husband is doing the same thing.

Moreover, Kielo sit back on the chair, but this time, he's naked. Same goes with Alena who's now facing him while folds are intimate to his manhood.

Groans and moans loaded the whole sala. Being penetrated adds more burning pleasurable warmth. Their fingers do the talking as it crawls anywhere to their fueled body exposure.

During this face off s*x position, she's in control of the angle and the depth of the entry and thrust. While Kielo supported her in any possible means and things are getting more interesting and extremely in degree of deep-seated hard plunge of their opposite s*x.

"Ohhhh! The deepness is so f*****g good!"

Her moan was getting louder and louder when Kielo pinch the bridge of her hardened n****e and then sip, lick, bite and then he suck it again like it's produces some sweet fluids.

"Change track, baby."

With one last sway of her hips, she stop and climb down to pull off from him.

"What's next?" She ask, still drunk from their intimacy.

"Up for a dog style?"

She didn't even think twice and get in all fours, then kneel behind him, and draped over him like a humping dog.

And when a one lunge, she got a profound permeation from behind that targeted her g-spot stimulation.

And to make it more hotter, she stimulate her c******s with one hand and do the finger work while her husband grab her hair and pulled it slightly, made her head raise a bit and then resumed to f**k her again.

"Ahh! More, baby!" She screamed in pleasure.

"Yeah? Like this?" And he aim for her g-spot again that make her whoop in pure bliss.

"Convert, baby."

"What is it this time?"

His lips expanse for a silly curve.

"Pretzel Dip."

Kielo tow his d**k away from her cunt. He spank her butt first before letting her to lie on the right side, and his knees fall, straddling her right leg and curling her left leg around his left side.

With this s*x position, she get deeper thrust of doggy style while still being able to make that important eye contact. And when her partner grind against over her, Kielo rub her c**t this time.

Because, duh. The pleasure is beyond words.

A few minutes later, a tingling sensation creep over their veins as it fabricated an unknown feeling yet saccharine sense.

After awhile, both of them sing out a melodic whimpers when they reached their zenith.

As well as their baby's cries, a sign that it was awaked cause of their disturbing noise.