Love
I have always despised women who separated husbands from their families and entered into relationships with married men. But it happened that I became like this.
It just so happened that a few months ago I got a job at a very prestigious company. I gave myself to work totally and completely. I was interested in joining a new team and making new acquaintances. But above all I was interested in him, my boss.
His name was Edward, he was an exceptional and very handsome man. At first it seemed to me that he was always angry and unhappy with life, but on looking closer, I noticed that he could be fun and interesting.
Of course, he didn't pay attention to me at first, even though our offices were located opposite to each other. But after a while it seemed to me that sometimes he would not stop looking at me.
At first I tried to calm down, but then I was absolutely convinced that he was looking at my body as he passed by!
Then, he noticed me! What was he experiencing? Yes, I was in seventh heaven! On top of it all, he personally began teaching me and explaining to me some of the subtleties of the job and the nuances associated with company activities. And then I definitely managed to understand that he liked me and that he was trying to start an affair with me. But as it turned out a bit later, it was just my imagination.
His attitude towards me was purely professional and he helped me only because he was interested in the prosperity of the company. As my colleagues told me, he had a wonderful young wife, whom he loved madly.
He didn't notice any woman at all, except his wife. And I, in turn, went crazy for him. I'd be a fool to forget him, but I couldn't sleep or eat at all. He became my obsession!
And I was so mad that all my clues were being ignored! I understood that he was faithful to his wife, and I had always respected those men, but not in Edward's case…
It seemed to me that this simply could not happen, because all men cheat on their wives. At least in dreams! Had he ever even thought about trying to start a relationship with another woman? What if I turned out to be better than his wife?
Dreams, dreams… My libido haunted me, day and night I thought about him, went crazy and imagined how we would be together! I dreamed that he would leave his wife and become mine! I didn't care that he was married.
I really wanted to become his lover, well, at least once! I mentally pictured myself in his strong male embrace, in the touch of his hands and lips. I fell asleep and woke up thinking about him. I thought of various plans on how to approach him, but didn't dare.
Four months later, I was still going crazy for my boss. And then there was an opportunity: his birthday. It was planned that at night the whole team would be invited to the restaurant and there I would put all my charm to work! I was going to do my best to get him!
I did my hair nicely and put on a sexy open-back dress. Of course, he was present at the restaurant with his wife.
I wanted to sink to the ground of jealousy! I was burning with envy for her! She wasn't ugly, but she couldn't be called too beautiful either. So there she was, a normal girl, of which there are so many.
Throwing my wicked glances, I soon found myself thinking that I was so addicted to the boss that I couldn't imagine my life without him. Between us there was only her, his beloved wife.
The evening was lost and I became sad, but after a while, happiness smiled at me, as she went home. I decided not to waste my time. First, I asked him to dance and he didn't turn me down.
“My God, I'm dancing with the best man on the planet!” I thought.
At one point, he closed his eyes and pressed himself against my hair. I felt him smelling it. Our bodies were so close that I felt the movement on his shoulders too!
We danced and it seemed to me that at that moment we were more united than ever! But when the music ended, I looked at him. He was completely indifferent. Of course, he congratulated me and thanked me for the dance.
The rest of the evening I was with him and I thought he might be interested. He smiled and was amused. I had already imagined how we would meet the dawn together. How he would hug me and kiss me. I really wanted this.
All the guests started to go home and I happened to ask him if I could go in his car. He did not refuse again, and I already thought that half the job was done, because it was already a success. It's just me and him in the car, just the two of us!
He said that he had to stop by the office and drop something off. But it didn't matter at all. I decided that I would tell him my feelings.
When we got to the office, he got out of the car and I followed him. I found Edward leaving the office.
He asked:
“Elvira, did you want something?”
And then, without hesitation, I replied:
“Yes only you!”
I walked over to him and practically touched his lips to mine. I felt his breath on the skin of my cheek, and at that moment I did not want to part of him. I hugged his neck and touched him gently with my lips, inhaled the scent of his body and felt my legs literally give way!
Of course, he didn't expect this and tried to back off first, but he leaned against the office door. I approached him and our bodies touched. I felt a pleasant warmth and pleasure from such intimacy spreading within me. I was in seventh heaven! I dreamed about this a lot and had waited for this moment!
He was completely angry, with an overabundance of feelings, I was so pleased. And the next second I felt how he took me so tightly in his arms, that I even whispered:
“I am all yours, in your grasp…”
He gently touched my face with his hand and I thought he liked me. Once more he touched me with his lips and I already imagined that he was beginning to kiss me back. Oh, if at that moment he would grab me and lead me to the office couch, then I would give myself to him completely without any hesitation!
But those turned out to be just my dreams and desires, which I had embraced so closely that they appeared to me always and everywhere. I have had many dreams in which my boss and I were together.
But the reality was completely different. He really did grab me by the shoulders, but only to stop me, and his words were lost like the sound of a broken heart:
“What are you doing? Stop! I'm married and I'm not interested in you at all!”
These words were like an ice shower, from which I instantly woke up. When I looked into his eyes, there was only shock and bewilderment. There was no attraction in them, they didn't need me, neither as a woman, nor as another person…
He asked the question again:
“What's wrong with you? Is everything fine?”
“I don't know…” I mumbled nonsense. “How can it be good if I'm sick with you? I love you! I've been going crazy for months…” I said, looking into his eyes.
I prepared these words for him, but I didn't imagine it would be that difficult to pronounce them. And even more, I thought that he would perceive them somehow differently.
“Elvira, what are you talking about?!” He looked at me incredulously.
“I'm telling the truth!” I continued with fervor, oh, what did I have to lose? “I wake up and go to sleep thinking of you! I imagine you in my bed, how we spend our nights on the go! I want to be in your arms. I want to be more to you than a colleague and a subordinate. I can not live without you! I want to be your… lover… Yes, I agree with this humiliating state, just to be close to you.”
He listened to me attentively and just looked at me with his indifferent and chilling gaze.
He spoke again and his words sounded like lightning from heaven:
“I'm married and I love my wife. We are expecting a baby and I am happy with this woman. I don't need anyone else. Not you or any other woman. Except for my wife, I'm not interested. Forgive me.”
He walked away and headed for the door. At the door, he remembered me and asked:
“Are you going home?”
"No…" I answered simply, trying to hide my anger. My world was destroyed. For a long time I was sure that as soon as I opened up to him, he would immediately open up to me. But I was cruelly wrong!
Dreams become real
He just went out, got in his car, and drove off. I was left alone with my thoughts. I constantly repeated his words in my head. I couldn't believe it, because everything was so good there in the restaurant! I thought he liked me!
But his words cut off my ears. I couldn’t remember how I got home, how I undressed and went to bed. But the next day I didn't go to work. I couldn't be with the man I loved and desired, after all his words. It was a real torment for me.
I didn’t understand what I was counting on? I was so dumb! I dreamed that he turned his attention to me!
Naturally, my absence from work was noted. It's true, not to Edward himself, but to our office manager, Alexandra. Oh, it would have been better if he called instead of her…
“Elvira?” I heard Alexandra's voice, in which there was suspicion, on the other side of the line. “Why aren't you at work?”
“Um, first of all hi.” I started in a weak voice. God, I didn't even have to pretend, I really felt very bad. “Second, I am sick and cannot work now.”
“Oh I see.” Alexandra said. “Well, Elvira, get well. The whole office is waiting for you.”
“Yes, of course,” I thought sarcastically, “the whole office is waiting! Everyone except Edward, damn it!”
Memories of the day before washed over me like an avalanche and I felt terribly ashamed. The scenes of the interaction with my boss immediately passed one after another: how I flirted with him, how I volunteered to go with him, how I kissed him and how he pushed me away… I buried myself under the covers, trying to escape from these scenes in my head, but they were going nowhere. I felt very bad morally, I was exhausted and had no idea what to do next.
“Quit? But I've been looking for a job like this for so long, and it's really good! But how can I keep working now? No, I won't be able to work on the same team with HIM. See him every day, and remember THIS every time! Oh, what have I done…”
Minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day, little by little, a kind of slimy emptiness settled in my soul, and I didn't want to do anything. I didn't eat anything, I just sat on the couch and watched TV. Only then the meaning of movies, TV series and shows did not penetrate my head in any way.
On the fourth day, the bell suddenly rang. I focused my gaze on the phone screen – it blinked: ‘Edward Boss.’
I was very surprised and discouraged. My hand had already grabbed the phone and accepted the call, but with my head I didn't understand what was happening, the shock was so great, and I was silent on the phone.
“Uh… Elvira? Hello.” Said Edward's deep voice.
“Oh damn, so it's really true, he really is calling me.” I finally realized it and replied:
“Y-yeah… hi.”
“How do you feel?”
His voice was as nonchalant and polite as possible.
“Are you serious?” I was thinking surprised again. “You treated me that way, and you're not interested in me, but you call and you're interested in HOW I am?”
“I feel good.” I mumbled. “I will live. Thanks for asking.”
“Good.” He replied, with the same nonchalance. “Then I have a request for you, Elvira. Could I meet you today? Say, at lunch? Something needs to be discussed.”
“Edward, if you're talking about that case, then there seems to be nothing to discuss.” I suggested cautiously.
“God, Elvira.” You could tell from his displeased voice that he made a face. “I'm not talking about that at all. So, can you meet with me?”
I gave him my consent and he promised to send me an SMS with the name of the cafe where the meeting was scheduled. After the call, I sat for a long time, stunned by thunder. Why did he decide to meet me? What does he want to discuss with me? If not for that embarrassing moment, then what?
“What if he wants to fire me?” I thought suddenly with horror and realized that this was most likely the truth… But then why call me to a cafe? This was all too strange…
A message from Edward came to the phone with the name of the cafe. This place was not far from our work. He was supposed to be there in two hours…
Trying not to think about how disgraced I was in front of him last time, I began to straighten myself out. Finally I washed my hair and put it in a beautiful day hairstyle; I put on makeup, paying attention to my eyes to remove the shadows under them; dressed discreetly, but stylishly. I had to meet a man with whom I was madly in love, and it was not part of my plans to look ugly in front of him!
I tried not to be late and arrived a little before the appointed time at the cafe. Taking a seat by the window, I looked at the opposite building. There were no thoughts left in my head and I was just waiting for what would come.
After a while, Edward sat across from me and nodded:
“I'm glad you have come. The conversation will be a bit unusual.”
I shrugged vaguely and kept looking at him suspiciously.
“Elvira, what are you going to eat?” Edward suddenly smiled calmly, and this surprised me.
He rarely smiled, and especially at me. I ordered a light salad and juice, not much to eat. I was nervous, but for some reason Edward was in no rush to reveal the topic of conversation.
“Okay, I'll start from the beginning.” He sighed and loosened his tie. Only then did I realize that, in fact, he cared as much as I did. But why would he do it? “Here's the thing. Yesterday I… ahem… found out that my wife was cheating on me.”
I choked on the juice.
“Yes… it's true.” He continued absently. “Yesterday I was very angry. Elvira, I have probably never been so unhappy in my life. My wife washed in the bathroom and she left her phone behind. On the screen was a WhatsApp message that said ‘And I miss you baby.’ This seemed suspicious to me and I unlocked the phone. I know it sounds strange, wives usually do this, but…” Edward ran his hand through his hair.
He was quite nervous. I continued in silence, listening carefully and still not understanding what all this meant…
“In general, I began to read the correspondence with this guy. Judging by its short length, my wife cleaned it regularly. There was a declaration of love, discussions about how she could leave me… She wrote to him that she felt sorry for me and that she did not know WHO the father of her baby was… And furthermore… she wrote to him that she hardly had any sex with me.”
“Wow.” I said quietly. What kind of a fool would trade this beautiful man for someone else?! At that moment, I refused to understand Edward's wife!
“Too much for me. Yesterday I was so shocked that I realized that I cannot speak to her in this state. I left the house, wrote to her that it was about work matters. I still don't know how to tell her what I've learned. Maybe I won't tell her anything, because she is pregnant and it is better not to irritate her. Honestly, I haven't had such a situation before…”
Edward covered his face with his hand. The man was confused. But I still didn't understand why he told me all of this.
“Edward, I understand that the situation is terrible. And I sincerely feel sorry for you.” I said carefully. “But why did you tell me this?”
He seemed startled and for the first time he looked at me consciously.
“Because yesterday I remembered you, Elvira. You told me you wanted to be with me. Is it still like this?”
I looked into his beautiful, serious eyes and choked on them. And I answered:
“Of course it is!”
“Well, I can give you a chance to be with me. If you really want it.” He watched my reaction carefully. “You see, Elvira, I love sex. And not just sex, but sex without limits. Do you know what I mean?”
I felt as if I was paralyzed. I was surprised by his words and I just opened my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but it seemed like my dreams were starting to come true!
“Elvira.” He said quietly, covering my hand with his. “You said so yourself that you wanted to be my lover. I will not have sex with my wife, and I would not be able to after what I have learned. She's like… to me… stained by someone. She has hurt me. I still love her though, and you must remember that. But! I can't live without sex. I am used to making it in unlimited quantities. I know how to give pleasure. I love variety in bed. Do you understand me?”
I finally realized what Edward wanted from me. The man I dreamed of for so long, who was inaccessible to me, HIMSELF, offered me to be his lover!
“Yes.” I nodded. “I get it. Although it’s… new to me.”
“I have no doubt.” He said dryly. “I'm sure you don't know much about sex. I am ready to reveal this world to you. But before entering into this relationship, you must promise me something. First, no one should know about our relationship, including my wife. Second, you voluntarily accept such a relationship. I didn't force you, you wanted it yourself. Third, don't trust the seriousness of my future intentions. Just sex, and nothing but sex! So?”
“Well, of course. I get it, Edward. I agree.”
“Agree with everything?” He winked.
“Everything.” I confirmed.
And then he brought my hand to his lips and squeezed it, staring at me. His touch gave me goosebumps. Then he ran his tongue over my finger, and this acted on me like a red rag to a bull: I instantly got wet. If there weren't so many people in the cafe, I would immediately get ready!
Edward took out some bills, put them on the table and stood up saying:
“Let's go.”
“Where?” I asked.
“There should be no questions. But so be it. I will answer. Let's go to the hotel.”
I opened my mouth in surprise. But Edward had already gone to the door, so I had to quickly grab my bag and follow him.
When he started the car, I dared to ask:
“What, right now?”
“Yes, just like that.” He answered simply without looking at me. “If I want sex I just tell you, and you must obey immediately. I repeat again: I love to fuck, and many times to exhaustion. My wife tolerated my temperament perfectly, but now…”
He paused, glaring at the road. I didn't dare to break the silence, realizing how difficult it was for him now.
But as we drove, desire filled my mind. “Fuck your wife!” I thought.
The situation was the best for me: even if this made me my boss's mistress, he became mine! And since his wife practically left him… then we would be together in every sense of the word!
“But he seemed to be saying something about not thinking ahead.” Whispered a voice of reason somewhere in the depths of my mind. I immediately interrupted it: “In time, he will get attached to me and forget what he said.”
When we finally reached the nearest hotel and entered the room, Edward closed the door and turned to me with a strange gleam in his eyes. There was anger and determination. But I didn't see desire in them. He said:
“Turn me on. Show me that there is a woman in the world who may interest me more than my wife.”
I, looking at him in a tempting way, slowly took off my jacket. I unbuttoned my beige dress, which sank over my legs to the floor. I approached Edward, admiring him and not believing what I saw. Here he was, standing in front of me and asking me to turn him on! The dream was coming true…
He was standing with his back against the door, like when I found him in the office. Only this time he didn't resist and didn't grab me by the shoulders, instead he just watched my actions. I touched his neck with my lips, ran my tongue over him, leaving a wet trail behind. I started unbuttoning his shirt. I looked into his eyes. And I still didn't see anything there!
Resentment and anger overwhelmed me. I would not tolerate my beloved man looking at me with such indifference! I took off his shirt, then quickly dropped down, quickly unbuttoned his pants and released his member.
It was lethargic, without a hint of emotion. The excitement awoke in me. “So you say you like sex?” I chuckled and started licking Edward's dignity.
At first, gently, calmly, then demanding and domineering. After half a minute, I took it in my mouth. I got so carried away by the process that I no longer paid attention to Edward himself. My task was to finally lift this indifferent organ, and after five minutes I finally succeeded! It started to swell in my mouth, and Edward's hand pinned my head in a sharp movement. I, no doubt guessing his desire, deepened my process.
I acted decisively, wanting to achieve it without leaving a doubt, and it seemed my boss started to like it. Suddenly he shoved his cock down my throat very deep!
So much so that I even felt some pain. Before my gag reflex had time to wake up, Edward's movements became quick and sharp. Tears appeared in my eyes, there was no air to breathe… he completely filled me with himself! And not to say that he was physically nice… his penis was quite big, thick and long…
Edward came inside me with a muffled groan. I felt his cock throb in me and I felt an unprecedented sense of power over him. The man held my head and stayed like that, his cock in my throat. He was breathing heavily… I didn't even dare to murmur, looking forward to what would happen next.
Finally Edward pulled it out. I almost suffocated from the excess of fresh air and coughed. My throat started to hurt a lot. Edward went somewhere, then came back and handed me a glass of water.
“Drink.” he ordered. “Now is just the tip of the iceberg. I love hardness and impetuousness in sex, I love being obeyed. Although, of course, sex is not the only thing we will have.”
I looked at him puzzled, taking small sips.
“You will stay here.” He said coldly. “I'll be back tonight. There are some things I must understand. Wash yourself well… everywhere.”
He emphasized the words ‘everywhere’ and gave me an expressive look before leaving. I realized that today I would get the full program! But what couldn’t I do for love…