"Hello?” Jean answered her phone while applying some night cream on her skin, getting ready for bed.
A tired, familiar voice answered from the other end of the phone.
“It’s me, babe. I miss you so much!” She could feel the guilelessness in the soft voice of her beloved husband. He had been on an out-of-town duty for three days now. And as they are still in their honeymoon years, they both long for each other every single day. Cuddling, snuggling, teasing, and exploring. Exploring everything there is to discover about and for each other. Characters, personality, likes and dislikes, fear and pride, strength and weaknesses. They are in their mid-twenties, but they are like teenagers in love. Among them all, they enjoy venturing more and beyond when it comes to sexual pleasure. They are keen on familiarizing each other with what the spouse enjoys and try their best to meet them. Making their bond even more strong as one. They are convinced that they are made for each oth
“I miss that sexy body already." She lustfully gazed and eye-raped him as he made known her longing for him. "I need a strong inspiration and perseverance booster to live on for the few days you will be delayed to get back here." She sexily and playfully bit her index finger. Sucking on it occasionally, teasing him back as he erotically undresses before Jean's longing eyes. The way she tried to make the mood brighter was by taking the lead to tease him. Knowing her man for quite a while now, she knows just how to handle him around. She knows what and which button to press when the situation calls for it. And they have worked all the time before. She wasn't so sure it would yield the same results this time, with a huge distance between them.And just as she expected, his tired face lit up, and he smirked at her complying with her requests. His lonesome mood turned bright and colorful as he enjoyed the way his wife is being so verbally expressive of her longing for him. I
“Won't you give it a try for your poor husband? Hmmm?..." Tony gave her a puppy-eyed face. Making himself look convincingly pitiful. Not that he needed so much to try making her believe he is miserable, but making it hard for her to decline his request."I am going crazy missing you here. Can't you see how forlorn I am?"He gave her a pleading look. He knew she just needs a little push. So he gave his most irresistible, most effective, pitiable charm."Please, baby... please...?" He even made his voice sound husky and rasp. He knew she loves that in him. Jean was so turned on with her dearest husband's flirtations. He may seem like begging her, but she takes it in the way of him teasing her. Flirting with her in ways too new for her experience. She is finding it hard to turn him down, but she cannot make her mind agree so easily. Tony can tell by the way she is reacting that it's just her shy personality that is making her restrained. Holding her up from i
With cautiousness, Tony let his emotions lead to connect with each other. His mind even thought for a moment about how do people survive long-distance relationships. It must be so tough. He is just a few cities away, distance possible to cross by driving his own car, and he will just be away for a day or two, or maybe more but not a whole week long, yet he is feeling like loneliness is tearing his sanity apart, piece by piece. He even has a doubt that his temper is also being affected. He might have to assign someone else to do these kinds of deals in the future if he cannot bring his beloved wife along with him. He is totally whipped!"Now, honey, I want you to close your eyes.”He started with a simple command that would make her feel the ambiance similar to how they usually make love. “Now, listen to my voice."He watches as Jean followed every command he was telling her to do. Her timidness, combined with excitement, was making Tony horny as hell. But he
“Baby, I wanna tease your head below with my tongue," Smiling so seductively, Jean playfully whispered. Her eyes revealed more of a tease than the word itself, with all the lust that they were feeling right now. Her voice seemed to have no choice but to flee from its master with all the moaning and groaning. She spoke in an almost throaty voice. So captivating. He can hear every sound of her breathing, moans, and sweet gasping. Tony felt heavenly. Her every move and word seem to bring him a step closer to a promising glory. She searched for her dildo with her eyes fixed on her phone screen, never taking her eyes off his cock being caressed by his hands. One on the shaft and the other on his balls. When she found what she was searching for, she held the looking-so-real, similar to her husband's skin tone, ten inches dildo with both her hands. She sat up and crawled to the foot end of the bed. With her on her stomach, she imagined herself crawling next to his cock. "An
She slowly opened her hazy eyes, and with a lust-filled gaze, she looked him in the eyes and started rolling circles on her aching clit. Her eyes stared at him as he fondled his stiff, huge, and so beautiful manhood in her loving eyes. She couldn't help herself as her eyes wanted to shut and see in her vivid mind how he would tease her whenever he knew she was aroused and waiting to be filled inside and to the hilt. He would make love to her in a sweet and gentle way. Teasing her to beg for more. "Mmm... Ahhh... Please... Baby, please..?" She moaned, gasped, feeling her orgasm build-up from the pit of her abdomen, making her bite her lips which, subconsciously, were slightly open as she pants in pleasure, doing exactly whatever he tells her to do. Watching her touch herself erotically sends him to a point where he was rubbing his rounded palm around his throbbing cock almost vigorously. With his precum adding ecstasy as it lubricates his hand-rub, he slowed d
Harvey I am happy to attend family-related parties and any celebratory events, but I also feel a bit sorry for myself. At the age of forty, I do not have a family of my own. There are few reasons to argue with that topic, but I will still end up on the losing side at the end of the line. And why not, when whatever reason I may throw in to justify my decisions, the fact that I am alone is like a thorn in my throat that hurts every time I swallow, even for something as my own saliva. Today another business colleague invited me to attend his youngest's first birthday party. Another pinch of envy. A gift everyman would wish for themselves. Having a baby. But then again, life goes on. Whether you have what you want or you don't. And since I was invited, I didn't want to make a lame excuse not to attend. I envy them, but I am also happy for them, especially for that little bundle of joy that makes me smile when we get to see each other. I am hap
Tori I was pissed and mad to the hilt as my asshole of manager tried to harass me again sexually. I wanted to flee from this rotten hell of a workplace for me. It wasn't ugly to look at. The job isn't immoral or anything because it was actually a decent party and event holder hotel that I work for as the head waitress, but being sexually harassed countless times can really drive someone mad. And today, I must have reached my limits, or maybe my jerk of a manager really crossed the lines when he tried to bang me on his office desk as we were talking about my promotion. He knew I needed the job so badly. He thought I would be desperate enough to submit to his every demand just to keep my job. My parents died four years ago, leaving a ton of hospital bills and debts for me to pay. I am still paying my college loan, and I have been in this job for three years now. He knew it would be hard for me to say no to whatever arrangements he would propose with me, but I d
Harvey "Let’s go then!" I didn't know if I should take her words seriously or not. I was scared for her being so carefree, but she was like running for her life in a way. I can't really tell what for sure. But she was so eager to be out of here. “Any spots you’d usually go to?”I asked as we started to head out of the parking area. I noticed she was too busy looking back and around. She was troubled about something, but I cannot ask without sounding nosy. She did mention she had to flee for her life. “Oh my God!” She covered her face with her purse when she saw a group of three men, one in a suit and two in a uniform like hers, bustling around looking for something or maybe someone. The man in a suit looked around my age, with a big beer belly, his clothes might even burst with how he is too furiously moving and looking around. I guess looking for Tori. “Don’t worry. My car is tinted. They won’t see you from the outside.” I reminded her. She was so
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Mavie asked, baffled as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and he cried pitifully. Mavie looked at the patient on the bed, there was nothing unusual. His heartbeat was normal, and he looked just the way he used to be a coma patient. “What is going on? Please tell me….” Mavie answered assuringly. Trying to calm her Master to the best of her ability. She was also starting to feel scared because she had never seen this brave man act the way he was at that moment. Judas told her everything that he had seen his grandpa did except the part where he mentioned Mavie as his girl. But as he tried to ask again to show Mavie, the old man on the bed did nothing similar to what Judas was excitedly telling Mavie. “Mister Dinero, it’s me, Mavie. Do you recognize me?” Mavie asked casually, speaking to her patient like she would usually do. But the patient’s eyes did not move like Judas said they did. They tried again. Nothing. “I asked him a few q
As for Mavie, she was actually brave only because she knew some of her Master's men were around to protect her. But she was not going to rely everything on them. She will fight on her own if someone comes trying to bring her down. Mavie admits that her bravery was also because she was more than confident that her Master was not going to let her be bullied other than him. Like Judas would tell her most of the time; "You are my slave. I am your only Master. No one is allowed to order you around other than me. Not even a bully aside from me."So she did not fear to act accordingly, protecting herself when someone tried to intimidate her with violence. But she did not want to let the matter get worse. Mavie tried to deal with what happened in her own way."Mister Ray, please do not tell my Master about what happened today. I don't want him to get mad or worry about me. He already has so much to handle. I do not wish to add to the things that would bother him about me."Mavie begged Ray o
Days went on. Days became weeks. Weeks turned to months, and months became a year. A lot of things happened. Joaquin Dinero, Mavie's patient, passed away in his nap with Judas and Mavie right beside him. His body had seemed to reject the medications, and in Judas' dreams, his grandpa spoke to him that he was too tired and wanted to join his wife in peace. Ever since then, the grandson was torn between the sadness to let his grandpa go, and another sorrow that he was refusing to grant the last, one and only wish the old man seemed to have asked of Judas, the grandson. It was not even a wish done like every ordinary people would do. It was like asking Judas to let his grandfather die. And the way of asking such a wish was through a dream which Judas could not find in his heart to fully believe until he realized that every medical procedure and treatment they tried to provide the old Dinero did not seem to have any positive effect. But, of course, the grandson did not give up. Mav
Mavie did not want to disobey her employer so she ate the oatmeal although she was not a fan of eating it. She had to take some meds to get better very soon so she could do her tasks, and so she did everything her Master had ordered her. The medicine had an effect to make her feel sleepy so even if she did not want to sleep, thinking it was rude when her employer was around, her body was not able to fight against the medicine’s effect. Without her knowing, she had a good sleep and rested, when she woke up, she felt way much better. It was almost like she had never had any cramps earlier that day. “What are you doing?” Judas asked when he heard some noises from the kitchen while he was checking the monitors all around the house, his and his grandpa’s, his business building, and everything that was going on in his operations. By having an eye directly able to see everything in and out of his business establishments, Judas can easily handle problems even when he is afar. “Ahmm, I am s
Just as Judas had ordered, the lady doctor was able to speak with Ray, but the doctor suggested that the patient be brought to the hospital for a proper check-up. “At the clinic, we have everything we might need in order to make sure everything is accurate, unlike when we do it on house calls. It would be best to have her womb checked through an abdominal or vaginal ultrasound.” Ray relayed the message to his boss. Judas was silent for a while. He had to think of a way to keep everything in safety. There were a few things Judas had to consider whatever he might decide to do in his predicament. “Ray, I want you to check who gave me the first call with an unregistered number today. Can we make it quick? I want to bring Mavie to the hospital, but I am worried about leaving grandpa behind,” Judas stated with a dark face. Ray knew that look. As the assistant for the mafia don for quite a while now, he had learned to read between the lines, hear unspoken statements, and read his boss’ m
"Master….?" Mavie called out softly. Mavie was not so sure she was allowed to address the man the way they had agreed. She was confused if their arrangement also applied while she was on work duty or on the weekdays, now that they both realized they were also employee and employer aside from being slave and Master. But calling the man master was not something she felt awkward about at all, so when she noticed the man did not seem to mind her way of addressing him, Mavie continued to ask what she had in her thoughts. "How was the result from the test we did last Sunday with the doctor?" Judas was not sure if this girl was playing a silly game or if she was really unaware of such facts about the human reproductive system. But when he looked at Mavie's frail mien, Judas' gaze lowered and continued to clean his grandpa's teeth and gums with the soft and wet cloth. Just the way he saw on the security surveillance camera how Mavie would do such tasks of keeping the patient feeling fresh
“Master….?” Mavie did not expect to see the man, but instead of surprise, a faint smile was visible on her face. If there was someone Mavie wished to see at the very moment, it was no other than this person. The only person she had been thinking of with so much longing to see again, spend time with, no matter what reasons fate had to bring them together. “Master, is it really you?” Mavie asked again but in a soft whisper. Judas had so many scenes played in his mind of how this moment would turn out to be in reality to have a slight idea; if he cannot be accurate, so he would know how to explain and clarify his identity to Mavie. He had expected her to be surprised, first of all. If not, she should be scared o upset, but among all the possibilities his mind had conceived, Judas was baffled to see an exact opposite to what he had supposed Mavie would have reacted. “I had hoped the names of my slave and the hired carer for my grandpa would be one and the same person,” Judas hid his a
Ray started to check the packaging label of the item. He had a picture from Mavie’s stocks and the products that were on the racks. “They have the same packaging, right?” Ray held the pack and showed it to Judas. “This item is the same as the one in this picture, right, boss?”The cashier was watching the only customers he had in the store in the wee hours of the night; two men, as they chose items on the shelves. The store worker was not confident to walk closer and offer his assistance because he noticed they were on a section he was not very knowledgeable about. He was a man, after all, so he did not know much about sanitary pads. He was confident he could assist them, but only if they wanted to pay for their purchases. Because f they were going to ask anything else about the item, the worker was not ready to answer any questions. But if they still chose to approach him, he would just tell them to check the prints on the packaging. That’s all he could to help. Soon enough, two da
Ray was startled when he noticed his boss got into a car parked right outside the gates. Judas had ordered one of his men to bring a vehicle outside his gates and had its engine started because he would be leaving soon. And it was right where Judas asked it to be when they walked out of his grandpa's house. "Boss…?" Ray called for Judas' attention with hesitations. "What?" Judas asked as he fastened his seatbelt, seated right next to Ray, who was sitting behind the wheels. "I'm going to buy the pads and a serving of warm porridge. You can take your rest. I can handle this," Ray answered cautiously. "I have no doubt you can. I am even amazed you don't seem bothered that you are going to buy such items for a woman. Personal, if I may add," Judas said casually. "I don't think you're that kind of guy…." Judas could not say his words exactly. The Mafia Don was also cautious not to offend Ray's feelings if he happened to be wrong in his thoughts. They do not have much of an age differe