Page 26 of His Wife

“Desmond?!”

“But of course. Who else would it be?”

Sally giggled. Had she really thought that it was Mike feeling her up? Was she imagining that it was him? “Desmond... we... can't do this here. Someone... might see us.” Sally struggled to get the words out.

“It's okay. Everyone has gone.”

“But... but the security guard. He might...”

Desmond sighed and relinquished her bosom. “Fine,” he said. “Follow me.” He took Sally's hand and led her away.

“Where are we going?” Sally asked as they entered the elevator. The top of her blouse was still open, offering a magnificent view of her breasts.

“You'll soon see.”

With that, the elevator door closed and it began moving upward. The two occupants remained in silence. When he thought the elevator was high enough, Desmond pushed the halt button, suspending the elevator in the air. When Desmond began unbuttoning his shirt and unbuckling his pants, Sally realized what was going down. Her heart pounded quickly, reflecting her eagerness. This man was so good at thrilling her with his daring. pulling her own panties off, and dropping them to the floor, she leaped up into Desmond's arms. He caught her as her parted legs spread against his groin. He didn't waste another second; he immediate began penetrating her. He had her against the elevator door, her arms around his neck. Their lips were as interlocked as were their genitals. Desmond could feel her body quivering with excitement. He could tell that she had been hungry for him since the last time he filled her up.

“Do you want me to stop?” He was teasing her.

“Heaven's no!” she protested in her wild and delirious sex crazed state, “Finish fucking me. Please... don't stop.”

Desmond smiled. He re-positioned her, and setting her to stand, he stood cushioned up behind her. With Sally's hands placed against the round floor buttons, Desmond slowly slid his cock between her legs. But he didn't enter her. He simply moved himself forward and back against the lips of vagina. He felt her body tremble.

“Desmond!” she finally cried, “I'll go crazy!”

With that, Desmond stopped his teasing and proceeded to re-enter her. He slammed against her fleshy rear with much force. Sally felt him thrusting deep inside her. She began to sweat; her body was so hot. It jiggled from the impact. Panting and gasping, their beat became even faster. Her fingers pressed random elevator buttons as he rammed her good. She felt whole with him inside of her.

Sally moaned as she felt his rhythm increase. She threw her ass against his pelvis to feel the finality of his thrusts. Finally, he gripped her waist, forced himself as deep as he possibly could, and squirted heftily inside of her. The two then fell on the floor of the elevator, their breathing quickened and bodies sweaty, their faces smiling in full contentment.

After getting dressed and cleaning themselves up, Sally and Desmond exited the building and made their way to the parking lot.

“So,” Desmond said, “I'll see you tomorrow then? Are you sure you don't want a lift?”

“Nah, I'm good today.”

Desmond looked slightly disappointed, “Well okay. I'll see your fine ass tomorrow then.” He then gave her left breast a final squeeze and circled her nipple with his thumb.

“Ahem! The sound of an on-looking co-worker startled both Sally and Desmond. Desmond quickly straightened his stance, got in the car, said goodbye and took off. Sally was now left with the other female co-worker still glaring at her.

“You should stay away from him.” It was the youngish, serious-looking woman who worked in an office across the hall from Sally’s.

“I beg your pardon?” replied Sally. “You're... Evette, right?”

“Yes,” said the other woman, “and I'm warning you to stay away from Desmond. He's a player and a womanizer. Believe me, if you know what’s good for you I’d avoid a drama-magnet like that.

Before Sally could interrogate her, Evette took her leave. Sally stood there for a while repeating the previous words in her mind.

“But Desmond has been nothing but good to me...” she muttered to herself. “She's probably just jealous. If Evette was privy to Desmond's prowess, she wouldn't be so quick to judge.” Sally decided to head home, pushing away the doubts that clouded her mind.

Chapter 5

Things had been going very well for Sally, both in her professional and personal life. Several of her designs had been approved and her “escapades” with Desmond had been delightful beyond her wildest dreams. Sure, she grew a little home sick every now and then, but that paled in comparison to how much she was enjoying her new life. And, yes, she was unsure of his feelings. Was it just sex between them? She couldn’t help but wonder. She brushed the thought aside. All that was left was to continue to be submerged in the culture of of the country Sally was rapidly donning as her second home.

One day, as she awaited the elevator, Sally heard her co-workers discussing Carnival.

“So, are you entering this year?” said one woman, “I'm pretty sure it's going to be even bigger and better than last year!”

“I know what you mean,” replied another woman. “I went last year and I had a blast. This year is sure to have even more vibes. What about you, Sally? Are you going?”

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