Abigail Hayes~•~I had thought that being George’s assistant meant he was the only one to give me jobs. I didn’t know jobs could be outsourced to me. Zara, as nice as she was, gave me a ton of work to do this morning. I’d been writing a lot of reports since the day started and my fingers were beginning to ache from typing for too long.However, I didn’t stop because I wanted it to be done today. I didn’t want to take it into the weekend and ruin my weekend with work.I was busy typing the umpteenth report when I got a text on my phone. I ignored it, but another text followed after it.[George: find a nice restaurant close by and make a reservation for two o’clock][George: …]I sighed. He was always having business dinners and lunches and it was up to me to book restaurants in advance, but it was half past one, which meant it was a little too late. Then again, I had no choice but to obey my boss.[Me: for how many?][George: two.][Me: noted.]He didn’t text me after that and I went
George Galanti~•~It wasn’t fun having two women mad at me at the same time, especially when I didn’t even know what I was doing wrong.I was not a clueless person. I figured Abigail hated it whenever I mentioned Christine, but she had no right to be jealous. She knew what she was getting into when she decided to continue seeing me. She knew I had a wife and she knew the terms on which my wife and I got married. She never said it out loud, but I figured she was beginning to develop feelings for me. If I wasn’t so selfish, I would have ended our arrangement at that realization but I’d never been attracted to a person as I was to her.Whenever I saw her, my mind strayed to naughty places. Images of having her across my knee and spanking her as red, caressing her hair while she was on her knees and her mouth full of my cock, pushing her against the nearest surface and fucking her silly.I tried to limit our sexual adventures as much as possible because I didn’t want either of us to be
Abigail Hayes~•~“Abigail!” I heard an annoying voice yell, making me frown as I stirred in my sleep, not bothering to wake up. “Abby!”I groaned and put my pillow around my ears to block out the voice.That seemed to be futile because the next minute, a figure was jumping on me. “What the hell, Maya?” I sighed, my eyes fluttering open. “It’s the weekend. Why won’t you let me sleep?” “Because you’re scaring me. You’ve been asleep for fifteen hours and you’re not showing any signs of waking up.”“Just let me sleep some more.”“No.” She ripped the covers from me. “Do you realize you’re still in your work clothes? You came back by seven, didn’t bother to have dinner, and crashed on the couch. It’s past ten in the morning. Wake up and eat. I made breakfast.”“Leave me alone, Maya. I’ll eat later.”I wasn’t surprised that I had slept for fifteen hours and wanted to sleep some more. I wanted twenty-four hours of sleep. When George told me I was going to be busy for the next month, I didn’
Abigail Hayes~•~George’s surprise gift gave me an idea of what I was to expect. I knew it was fancy but I didn’t know it was dinner-gown fancy. I expected everyone to be at their best and dress eloquently. I just didn’t see myself wearing a dress for fucking lunch.“Have fun!” Maya bade me farewell as I opened the door to leave.I snorted. “I wish.” There was nothing fun about sitting around over privileged white folks. I doubted anything good came out of it as well.The drive to the location took longer than expected. But then again, it was New York and the traffic always surprised me. The luncheon was being held at a luxurious hotel which was owned by one of George’s friends, which had made it easy to secure the location.By the time I arrived, it was a few minutes past twelve and even if everything had already been arranged, there were still a lot of employees running around like headless chickens.“Sorry, I’m late.” I breathed out as I approached Zara.She turned around at the s
Abigail Hayes~•~I went downstairs late.It wasn’t like I decided to take a nap or spent too much time on my makeup. I deliberately went late.I’d like to think I knew George a bit and I knew he was going to make me sit with him if I attended early. I wanted him to be seated already before I got there, which was why I took the elevator thirty minutes past three.George was obsessed with being early which meant the event was going to start as planned no matter what. I also knew that by the time I got down, the introductory part, aka, the boring part, would be done with. They’d move on to lunch before they properly started the fundraising.True to my words, by the time I got to the hall, it was buzzing with people. Some of them were seated while others were standing and conversing. It wasn’t a very big party but it was quite scary because everyone present was influential in one way or the other. My black dress clung to me like second skin and I was beginning to regret wearing it. For
Abigail Hayes~•~I told myself I was only going to pick up the clothes I left in the hotel room after the event finally finished by seven o’clock, but after I packed up my clothes into one bag, I found myself sitting on the bed, waiting.I lied to myself that I was merely taking advantage of the fact that I was in such a luxurious room, but I knew as much as I hated to admit it that I was waiting because I was told to.After waiting for a few minutes, I got uncomfortable still wearing the tight dress so I decided to change out of it after taking a shower. After all, it would be a shame not to use the bathroom that was equally as luxurious.Immediately after my shower, I heard the doorbell ring. It had me frowning. From what I knew, George had a keycard and if he wanted to, he would come in by himself. Did Zara need something?Quickly putting on my robe, I rushed out of the bathroom to open the door, forgetting to check who was on the other side. As soon as I did so, I was pushed insi
Abigail Hayes~•~I knew I was weak for George Galanti despite always telling myself the opposite.Whenever he truly wanted me, he always got me. Even if it was my idea for us to have sex regularly, I merely realized we always did it on his terms. He booked a hotel without my permission and the next thing, I was falling into bed with him.I didn’t know what that said about me and honestly, I didn’t really care. All I was focused on was the fact that his face was currently in between my legs, eating me out like I was his last fucking meal.My hands found George’s hair but he pulled away immediately. “Keep your hands above your head.” He ordered. “If you move them, I’ll leave.”I pouted. “I can’t possibly keep my hands there.” I wanted to listen to him but it was way too easy to get lost in my pleasure and forget what he told me to do.“Should I tie them?”I felt my push throb at the question and I blushed because he could feel it. “Yes sir.”“Fuck.” I heard him mutter before he pulled
George Galanti~•~I must have said before that I didn’t usually like cuddling but I was beginning to think I had an exception for the woman currently in my arms. She was already making me break some rules. What were a few more?I had woken up a long time ago and my natural instinct had been to get to work but I couldn’t bring myself to stand up from the bed and disengage my body from hers.When she began to wake up, I was disappointed because it meant she’d be standing up soon, but I didn’t dare move. I didn’t want to alert her that I was awake and then speed up her process of leaving the hotel room.Abigail yawned as her eyes fluttered open. She closed them again for a while before she started wiggling around, trying to feel movements in her limbs. Suddenly, she paused and her eyes snapped open to look at me.I held back a smile. She was pretty cute. “Good morning.”“Have you been watching me like a creep?”I rolled my eyes and leaned down to kiss her but she placed her hand in betw
George Galanti~•~I never thought there’d be a time when I would hate working, but I hated it a lot recently because it kept me away from my wife. She was so close yet so far away. It was distracting.I straightened up when the door to my office suddenly opened. “Mr. Galanti, what can I do for you this time?”I held back a laugh. This was the seventh time I was calling her into my office and it was only ten in the morning. “I don’t know, Mrs. Galanti. What can you do for me?”Abigail shot me an irritated look. “I’m beginning to regret working for you again.”“It’s been two months since you resumed. You should be used to it by now.”After months of pleading with her, Abigail finally agreed to be my secretary again, but it was part-time this time around. She usually clocked off by one so she could attend her baking classes.I was happy she was finally doing what she wanted but baking classes introduced her to more people. She had more friends and less time for me because she had to han
Abigail Hayes~•~A few weeks later, there was news that Micheal Rivera was being held in prison while being investigated because he had done much more than kill my father and strip people of their businesses.In his lifetime, he had changed his last name about six times, the first one being as soon as he turned eighteen. I didn’t know what kind of sad life he had that he had to change his name as soon as possible and I didn’t care to know his story.Whatever was wrong with his childhood didn’t give him the right to kill my father. I was more than happy when George forwarded the news to me and I forwarded it to my mother who called me to express her happiness and gratitude.Music was blasting from the speakers and I was doing a little dance while I played around with flour. I was getting better at making pastries. I could make a doughnut now but I was still experimenting with the toppings.I was so in my head that I didn’t hear it when the front door opened nor did I hear footsteps un
Abigail Hayes~•~I had said this a hundred times but I was going to keep repeating it.George was a stubborn man.I had told him not to worry about my family because I was going to take care of them by myself but he insisted on searching for a new house with a better security and smoke system. He could have just made one for the current house but according to him, part of it was gone and could fall anytime. I agreed with him on that.He told me that if I didn’t agree, he was going to find one behind my back, so I had no choice but to go house hunting with him.My mom was going to be mad, but I was going to emotionally blackmail her into accepting it. I would only be assured after they had settled down in a safe environment.“What are you going to do about him?” I questioned as we drove to our next destination.He knew exactly who I was talking about. I didn’t even have to call a name. “He’s in the midst of a name change again.”“How do you know that?”“I have eyes on him.” George shr
George Galanti~•~“Including fuck me in your parents’ house?” Abigail asked with a sly smile when she broke away for breath.“What?”“You said you’d do anything for me.”“Your mother is under this roof.” I reminded her.She nodded. “I know.”“So is your sister.”“Mm-hmm.”“And your best friend.” She still wasn’t deterred. “Your parents-in-law.”“I’ll be quiet:”I chuckled when I realized I wasn’t going to be able to talk her out of it. The tub was big enough to accommodate four people so we could do whatever we wanted. She leaned toward me again, placing both of her legs on both sides of mine so she could sit on my lap.Both of us were already naked and in the water. “The walls are quite thick but you’ll have to be quiet anyway,” I informed her.She loved to act like I had a high sex drive that she couldn’t keep up with but she was even worse than me. If I wasn’t so in love with her that I was almost obsessed with her body, I didn’t think I would have been able to keep up with her.W
Abigail Hayes~•~George’s mother was absolutely surprised when she saw all six of us pull up to her house. George assured her we’d be done by tomorrow; not all of us though, everyone except Olivia and my mom.My mom said they would also leave the next day and find a hotel to stay at until they figured something out. Maya then said her offer was still available, which led to another round of arguments. However, George’s mother was welcoming enough that she insisted they both stay there for the meantime.His father was also accommodating. He figured they could use this as a chance for both families to bond.I didn’t mind, but I thought they’d be inconveniencing them. George thought otherwise.Dinner was rowdy and everyone was talking at once. Olivia recounted the story about how she perceived the smell of the fire and was confused for a second. She thought her senses were playing tricks on her but as soon as she told our mom, mom told her to take her valuables outside and call the fire
George Galanti~•~All of us had to leave because we were all worried. We hadn’t even touched our food but we didn’t have time to pack them home so Charles just paid the bill and we were on our way to Abigail’s childhood home.She was worried as fuck and even if she knew her mother and sister were safe, she was still close to crying. I didn’t blame her. I would lose my shit if I found out my parents were in danger.Charles drove as fast as the speed limit would allow and it seemed like it was high enough because it didn’t take too long before we arrived at the place.The car hadn’t even properly come to a stop before Abigail was running out of it. I was worried she’d fall but even with the heels, she landed safely.Maya and I exited the car and allowed Charles to find somewhere to park. There was a fire truck in front of the house but no ambulance and I was happy about that.By the time I reached the front of the house, Abigail was in a deep embrace with her mother and sister. She was
George Galanti~•~Charles was a nervous wreck.It was amusing to watch.We were on our way to pick up Maya and Charles was the one driving, hoping he would impress her with his car. Abigail and I sat in the backseat.I suggested we take our own car but Abigail said it was more fun this way. I had no choice but to agree. The only reason I was even going on this double date was because Charles begged me. He didn’t want to be with her alone for fear that he would say something wrong and if he didn’t have anything to say, he hoped Abigail would keep her company.Little pussy.“Will it be too much if I open the door for her?” Charles asked from the driver's seat.Who overthought opening the car door for a lady? It was a simple gesture and basic courtesy. Why would he think it was too much? I wanted to respond to him, but luckily for him, Abigail did instead because I would have ended up insulting him. “She’d like it if you opened the door for her.”He looked at her through the rearview mi
Abigail Hayes~•~“You came back earlier than expected.” I heard George speak as soon as I opened the door. “The triplets had something else to do so they left early. It was just me and Maya left so we didn’t spend much time at the bar.”“Hmm.” He eyed me warily. “Are you drunk?”I shook my head, smiling. “Not at all.” He walked up to me and took the bags from my hand. “Why didn’t you call me to come help you downstairs?”“I’m here, aren’t I?” I chuckled before properly looking at him. He was still dressed in his work attire. “Are you just coming back from work?”He nodded, leaning down to kiss me shortly. “There was no use coming back when you wouldn’t be home.” I shook my head and followed him as he carried the shopping bags to our room. “Can I see them?”George was an adorable husband. I nodded. “The pink bag is for Olivia,” I informed him as I took it from the bed and carried it into the closet. There, I stripped off my clothes and put them in the hamper before taking one of Geo
Abigail Hayes ~•~When we got into the store, we made our way to the clothing section first. We browsed through the racks of clothes, trying to find what we liked. “I’m sorry about your pregnancy.” Emery sympathized with me, her eyes focused on my flat stomach. I wasn’t expecting it but it was normal because everyone would notice I wasn’t with a baby anymore. I was supposed to be showing by now.Flashing an awkward smile, I responded. “Thank you I guess.” “I’m sorry we didn’t come to visit you when it happened.” Evelyn chimed in and I shot her a weak smile. “It’s okay. At least you guys are here now.” I said, trying my best not to show how uncomfortable I was with the conversation. I didn’t even need any sympathy visit from them or anybody. I didn’t even see my sister and mum for over a week when it happened. I didn’t want the happy mood to change with them reminding me of what I lost. I was trying to move on from the situation and accept my fate. “What do you guys think about