Leonard just groaned and continued drilling into her, his large shaft plunging in and out of her slick heat. His balls slapped lewdly against her engorged clit with every powerful thrust."Fuck, your pussy feels incredible," Leonard grunted, ramming into her quivering hole. "I'm not stopping now."Daniella whimpered and bit her lip, knowing she needed to answer Desmond's call before he grew suspicious. With shaky hands, she reached over and fumbled for the phone, then pick the call."H-hello babe?" Daniella answered, trying to control her breathing. Leonard reduced his pace and began to gave her a slow sloppy stroke.Desmond's voice came through on the other end. "Hey honey. I just wanted to check up on you and know how you are doing."Daniella swallowed hard, feeling Leonard's thick cock continuing to ravage her pussy as she spoke. "I-I miss you so much. You know I'm all alone."He could hear some muffled noises on the other end. "Yeah, I know. But......are you okay? You sound a litt
In the evening time, the gleaming conference room was abuzz with the chatter of affluent business leaders as they filed in for the quarterly business meeting. Desmond strode confidently into the room, his designer suit and Rolex watch exuding an air of success.He made his way to the front of the room where the other attendees were mingling together and sipping their champagne. Desmond was about to grab a glass for himself when a familiar figure caught his eye. His heart skipped a beat as a wave of emotions washed over him - shock, anger, disbelief. It was her again. Anabel, his ex-wife. But how? She was working as a lowly janitor in Orton's group. And now, here she was, rubbing shoulders with the crème de la crème of the business world."What in the hell is she doing here? Was she invited to work as a junior in the conference room? But she just started a few weeks ago" Desmond marched over, his Italian loafers clicking against the marble floor. "Anabel? What the hell are you doing h
"Have you ever wondered how I managed to be putting on an expensive dress?" "I don't need to wonder. I know how you got them. That's why you are here. To get more rich men with your beauty. Anyway, I have some advice for you." He paused for a moment before proceeding. "Stop selling your body to rich men. They will use you and dumb you. You can't achieve anything with that.""Just like you used me and dumb me right?" She asked. "Because I'm wearing a nice nice dress you couldn't buy for me when you are together, you concluded that it's from rich men.""We both know that your one year salary can't afford it. How else can you get it if not from men?" "You know what? I just need you to mind your business. Live your life and let me be. If i like, I date all business men, It doesn't concern you. Though, I know why you always pestering around me. But get it in your mind that you will never have me again."Desmond was about to say something and a handsome guy showed up. Desmond could recogn
"Congratulations, Miss Anabel! You are four months pregnant!" The doctor announced. "Here is the test result. Take a good look at it." He handed the test result to her and she went through it. Tears of joy streamed down her delicate face. She had been waiting for this moments for two years, since marrying Desmond. Her mind flood with their love story. How he saved her from a dirty gang who wanted to rape her. How they got married and started living together. Though for the past few months, she was gradually loosing her husband to a lady his mother and his sister wanted him to marry. They fired all their maids so that she will have a lot of work to do in the house. They abuse and treat her like a maid but she endure all. Now that she was pregnant, she believed they will support and love her again. She believe they will stop abusing her. She rushed out of the door and headed to her car. Once she got inside, she dialed her husband's number. "Hi Honey, I have a good..." He
They were still talking when Desmond walked in with Daniella, holding hands like couples. "Wow! My son and my potential daughter inlaw is here already! They look like a perfect match from heaven." Desmond's mother stepped forward and embraces her son. "Desmond!" Anabel called. "How can you cheat on me." He turned his attention to Anabel. "I don't understand. What are you talking about." "Do you want to deny it? Don't even try to. I called you this afternoon to share a good news to you, only to find out that you are cheating on me. I guess the husband snatcher picked the call and left it so I can listen to her sick moans." "I've warned you to deceit from calling my potential daughter inlaw a husband snatcher!" Desmond's mother intervened. "What good news do you have for him other than telling him that you found another sex style that will make you pregnant." "Son." She turned to Desmond. "You don't have to be hiding it from her. You are doing the right thing. Daniella is perfect
"Mother, Do you know why Desmond is hesitating to Divorce Anabel. I thought he will divorce her without second thought. She's barren and unproductive." Daniella said in disgust. "Yes, but I think Desmond believed she is blessed with good luck. Ever since he married her, things have been going well. He have achieved so many things easier and without stress." "I thought he picked her from the slum. How could he believe it was because of her. What if it's a coincidence?" "I've tried to convince him but he's been stubborn. He loved her and I hate it. I don't know if she charmed my son." . . . "Desmond, I can't stay with that woman. I will forgive you for cheating on me but i won't tolerate you bringing her in this house." Anabel spoke up when as Desmond walked on. "The last time I checked, this is my house. I'm the man of the house and I says what happens. Daniella is staying whether you like it or not. She's carrying my child." "Then what happens to our marriage? I can't share m
"Who are you calling?" Desmond asked."Why are you asking me who I'm calling? I'm no longer your wife. Who I'm calling is none of your business.""She must be calling her poor friends." Bella mocked."Mind how you talk to me Bella, I'm never your mate. Though I don't blame you. I blame myself for reducing myself so low that you can talk to me anyhow you want. If not that I married your brother, you are not qualified to talk to me. People like you run errands for me.""Stop blabbing. It won't help you. You are leaving and you are not coming back." Bella waved a mocking goodbye as Anabel made her way to leave with a small bag."Don't come back begging, Anabel. I won't listen to you. You have the privilege to stay and be our house help, other than going out to perish. All of us know that you don't have anywhere to go. I'm giving you a chance." Anabel heard Desmond spoke from behind. She paused and twirled her head towards him. "The last thing I will do is to become your maid. I'm going
"Take me to the best boutique. I need some new clothes." Anabel said just as she entered the car. The driver drove off without talking. He knew the best boutique in the city. In less than twenty minutes, they were there. They parked in the parking lot and she came down. "I will go inside inside by myself. I will call if i need any help." Anabel said before walking inside. The boutique is meant for the rich. A common person cannot afford the the least collections in the boutique. Anabel got interested in one of the gowns and called the sales lady to get it from her. "The gown over there." She pointed at the gown. "I need it. Get it for me." The sales lady looked up and saw the cloth she was pointing at. It was one of the most expensive collections. She stared at Anabel and shook her head. "Are you sure you know the cloth you are pointing at?" The sales lady asked. "I'm not having an eye problem. Get the dress for me." Anabel replied. "I'm sorry, I don't want to waste m