“Oh God, Stacy,” Blake grunted as he slammed continuously into his wife very early on Tuesday morning.
“Fuck me harder!” She yelled. “Go on, go on!”
“Oh yeah, darling,” he did as his wife urged, hammering himself deep into her body faster and faster.
The wet slapping noises from their colliding bodies grew louder and louder.
He could feel his climax gathering, but tried to delay it, wanting Stacy to come first.
“Darling, this is so good,” she moaned as she felt the head of his cock swelled in her. “So good.”
“Yes, so good,” he said into her ear.
“I’m gonna come!” She sobbed deliriously.
“Oh yes,” he grabbed her hips and began thrusting upwards. “Yes, come for me.”
She did. It was very hard and shattering. Her pussy gripped his cock more tightly, spurring him to his own completion.
“I’m cumming!” He gasped.
“Fuck! Fill my pussy!” She wailed the moment she felt the first rope of his cum in her core.
He pounded her harder and faster than before, spilling rope after rope of his viscous cream into her hot core until he became limp. He supported his weight with his arms, still on top of her for several moments.
“God, Stacy, it’s so hard to keep up with you these days,” Blake grunted and finally slipped off her body, spent and satisfied.
“I’m glad to hear that,” she chuckled.
She and Jake haven’t had sex for a week, so her sexual urges had been very high these past few days. And her husband had been up to the task. She looked into his eyes with all the affection she could muster, wishing she could truly love him as he deserved.
“I wish we can go another round, darling” he pulled her to his chest. “But Harry had asked that we meet by 7:30 am. He has a flight to catch at eight forty-five.”
“I hope he has finally cracked those behind the criminal act.”
There had been some discrepancy in the accounts of their Dallas branch for some time now. Their fathers had hired a private financial investigator, Harry, to look into it. Blake, being the VP Finance, was the one working with the investigator.
“I’ll need a few more hours of sleep,” she said. “Let me clean up now.”
“It’s okay.”
He watched her get up from the bed and went into the bathroom.
She had since returned to work a day before, after she deserted the office and her secret lover for four days last week.
Blake rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom, too. She was washing her hands at the sink when he walked in. Blake walked up behind her and she looked into his eyes in the mirror above the sink. Their gaze locked, he smiled happily into her eyes and wrapped his arms around her when he got to her back.
“You look so tempting,” he stroked the ridge of her hips. “Mmmm,” he pressed his face into the crook of her neck. “What do you think about me calling the fertility clinic to reschedule again…for the weekend this time around?”
Blake had been desiring to have at least a kid more for over two years now. And when it hadn’t happened, he suggested that they see a fertility doctor. Stacy hadn’t shown any serious interest in it. Blake had made enquiries and booked appointments for them in the best private fertility clinic in New York city, but Stacy had made them miss their appointments twice.
“Okay,” she turned around and her eyes narrowed her eyes at him. “Are we still thinking about this baby issue?”
“Yes,” he grabbed her ass gently. “It will be wonderful if we have at least one more.”
“I have told you severally that one is okay for me.” She squeezed his upper arms. “is Jayce not enough for you?”
”He’s fine,” he sighed. “But it won’t hurt to give him a little brother or sister. Being an only child could be lonely.” He winked at her, “you know.”
“You are so impossible,” she gave him a look he didn’t understand. “Fine, make the call, Saturday and not earlier than noon.”
“Weekend will be better.”
“Thank you,” he held her face and planted kisses on her cheeks and lips. “Thank you.”
She gave him an exaggerated sigh and walked out of the bathroom.
Blake shook his head affectionately at her behavior and moved to the shower. He turned the water on, checked for the temperature, and walked into the shower.
Bile rose up in Blake’s belly two hours later as he stared at the contents of the folder Harry gave to him. He had been going through them since Harry left almost an hour ago. He couldn’t believe that Bill and Nancy, the MD and the CFO of their Dallas branch could connive together to wreck so much havoc on the company’s finances. From the evidence before him, they were also lovers.
“Well, your time is up,” Blake closed the folder up. He opened a drawer and dropped the folder inside. Both his father and father-in-law will not be in the office until the afternoon today.
Blake reached for his ringing phone late in the afternoon and looked at the screen. It was the MD of the Safe Line Fertility Clinic. It was the MD’s assistant that answered the phone when he called immediately. He got to the office in the morning before Harry arrived. The assistant told him the MD, Dr. Anthony, was away for a conference.
Blake swiped his finger across the phone screen now and said, “hello, Blake Carter on the line.”
“Hello, Mr. Carter,” a male voice said. “This is Dr. Anthony from Safe Line clinics.”
“Hi, doctor, it’s nice to hear from you.”
The doctor went ahead to tell him that his assistant told him about his call and desire to book another appointment with him.
“I just got back this afternoon and it will be my pleasure to attend to you and your wife anytime you want.”
“Okay, that’s great.” Blake stood up and started walking around the office. “I hope you had a nice trip?”
“Yes, I did,” Dr. Anthony said. “Thanks so much. What day would you like to come in?”
“Is this Saturday okay?” Blake asked. “By noon?”
“Yes, perfect,” the doctor replied. “My team and I will be on hand to receive you and your wife on Saturday.”
“Yeah, we will be there,” Blake replied and ended the call.