Tina was the most attentive girlfriend anyone could have asked for, always tending to my every need. Whenever she was around , she wouldn’t let do anything as she wanted to just be a little princess where she like my knight.
It made feel happy and sad at the sa ti. I was cheating on her—not physically, but ntally. Last week, I’d wired her office with hidden caras and microphones for my own personal gain. I have to know the reality—I have to find my real identity. For this, I am willing to do anything.
"Your dick is really dangerous for ," I pouted, my voice a playful whine as I lounged on the bed. "You always bully in the bed."
Tina gave a small, knowing smile, her eyes darkening with that familiar hunger. "My dick is all because of you, baby. It basically exists to fuck you—and only you. Do you want to be fucked now?"
"Can you be a little more respectful of instead of being filthy?"
"You don’t want to be filthy? I thought that you liked it."
"Nope." I stretched languidly, the translucent camisole clinging to my skin, revealing the lacy edges of my black bra and panties beneath. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft shadows that made everything feel charged, intimate.
Tina chuckled, low and throaty, as she pulled onto her lap, her hands firm on my hips. "What do you want to do then, honeybun? I don’t want to go to work today. Let’s spend a little more ti together, shall we? Just you and , tangled up like this."
"No, you can’t!" I protested, even as my body betrayed , lting against her warmth. "I an, you have to go to the office, right? You’re an interior designer with a mountain of projects. What about the team who works for you? They need your support, your vision—don’t they? You are their boss, right?"
She nodded slowly, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my thigh, sending sparks up my spine. "Fine, if you say so. But what will my little girlfriend do while I’m away?" She was already dressed in her sharp business attire—tailored pants and a crisp blouse, thanks to .
Thanks to , Tina can no longer wear any skirts as it would make her dick more visible. With trousers or jeans, her dick will be hidden.
"Your little girlfriend? That’s ," I teased, batting my lashes. "Well, I would wait for you, behaving as the perfect little girlfriend I am."
"You will?"
"Yes, do you like that?"
"Very much, Sharon. Just thinking you to be waiting for at ho every day while I worked, makes my dick throb."
I scowled, "Then control your dick! My ass really hurts, you know."
She threw her head back and laughed, the sound rich and genuine, before pulling into a deep, possessive kiss. Her lips claid mine with a heat that promised more later, her hands cupping my face as if I were the only thing that mattered. Then, reluctantly, she stood, grabbing her bag.
"Wait for , okay?" Tina said over her shoulder, blowing a kiss as she headed for the door. Her perfu lingered in the air, a mix of vanilla and ambition, and as the door clicked shut, the silence rushed in.
"I will wait for you, Tina. Bye!"
I flopped back onto the bed, heart pounding. She has no idea, I thought, guilt twisting like a knife. The caras in her office would capture every eting, every laugh with her team—maybe her future eting with Alex. Either way, tonight, when she ca ho, I’d make it up to her—body and soul.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed sharply on the nightstand, shattering the quiet. I glanced at the screen.
It was Ruby.
Fuck!
It had been a full month since I’d reached out. My stomach dropped—what the hell was I going to say? Heart racing, I swiped to answer, forcing a casual tone despite the grimace twisting my face.
I said, "Hello, Ruby."
"Hello, darling," her voice purred through the speaker, smooth as silk but laced with edge. "It’s been a whole month since you last contacted . What, did you forget I exist?"
"Ruby, I’ve been busy," I shot back, sitting up and running a hand through my hair. The room still slled faintly of Tina’s perfu, a guilty reminder. "You have to understand."
"Busy?" She laughed, sharp and mocking. "So busy you couldn’t even drop by? Tell —did your little plan succeed? Is Tina wrapped around your finger yet?"
"It’s... in motion," I hedged, my mind flashing to the caras I’d planted in her office. Feeds were already trickling in—harmless etings so far, but secrets had a way of surfacing. "I will need so more ti."
"What about Tina? You must be enjoying her dick so much you’ve forgotten mine, haven’t you?" Ruby’s tone turned venomous, dripping with jealousy.
Her words made my blood boil, vision tinting red. I gripped the phone tighter, nails digging into my palm. "Ruby, don’t forget—you’re in this with for our cause. Whatever I do, it’s for us. You have to trust the play and accept it. Besides, don’t be jealous. Are you really that desperate to fuck ?"
"That’s true, darling. My dick misses you very much."
"Then tell your dick to keep missing as I need more ti."
A heavy pause stretched between us, thick with unspoken threats. "So, will you et ?" she pressed, voice softening into sothing dangerously seductive. "Not only my dick misses you, but also I miss you too."
"Not now. This isn’t the ti for us to et." I glanced at the clock—Tina would be deep into her workday soon. Risking a rendezvous could blow everything—not until I fully make Tina dedicated to my cause.
"Then when will we et?"
"Now is not the ti, Ruby. So, keep your emotions in control." With those words, I hung up the phone before throwing it on the bed. My plan is in motion, and I don’t want anyone to disrupt it. So, Ruby keep yourself in control until I get my hands on Tina’s secrets.
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