Simone pushes Rohan against the door. “Shhh,” she whispers. She kneels before him and takes off his trousers. Her hands explore him, and he moans softly.“I’m so wet for you,” she says.Then she takes him inside her mouth. The sudden sensation makes Rohan lean over the door. Simone’s head bobs up and down his shaft. Soon, her saliva coats the length of his shaft, lubricating it further. He groans louder while she sucks harder on the tip, and her tongue swirls around it. He doesn’t last long. Soon, he takes hold of her head and starts fucking her mouth.“Fuck, yes!” he growls as Simone keeps sucking him.When he releases into her mouth, he lets go of her head, and she stands upright. She turns around and whispers, “I need you, Hansel. Fuck me now. I’ve been obedient, aren’t I?”She did, so he thrusts hard and fast against her while ensuring that he is deep inside her. He is certain that her shrill scream of pleasure can be heard all over the house.After she releases and drops to the f
Rohan walks into the bedroom, feeling a mixture of emotions. This time, he finds Rosalyn in the middle of their room. He scowls at her, especially how her arms are stretched out to him in an oddly welcoming stance.“What are you doing?” he asks.She grins as if forgetting their fight just the night before. “Do you notice something different?” she asks.He looks her over. She wears a black silk dress, like the one she wears during their honeymoon. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, like the morning of their fake wedding night.Rohan cautiously crosses the room. Her face is unreadable, and he has no idea what she is thinking this time.“Hansel,” she calls again. “Come here, please?”And so Rohan moves closer to her. She grins and hugs him. They stay like it for a while before she pulls back and says, “I have something for you.”She pulls a trunk from the other side of the bed and taps the top of it.“These are all for you.”“What is that?” he asks, his gaze shifting to the trunk.
Rohan kisses Simone’s neck as his body moves against hers in a rhythm that feels like it will never end. He can feel her quivering with pleasure beneath him. The intensity of their lovemaking continually increases until her body shakes in the throes of another powerful climax. “Oh god! Hansel!” she screams. Annoyed at her voice, he clamps his hand over her mouth and scolds, “Quiet down, bitch!” His hands explore her body, his fingertips drawing a meandering path down her spine until his lips graze her neck and send another electric wave of pleasure. Yet, even with the intensity of their passions, they continue with no ends in sight. Their body still joined in an unsteady motion. And Simone is breathless and panting at varying degrees as if she is making love to different people. She turns towards him and purrs, “Once more.” “It’s almost nine PM. I need to return to Rosalyn.” “Then make it faster!” He obliges and crashes into her with more intensity. Her body quivers and jolts a
As Rosalyn requested, Rohan and her, decided to watch a horror movie in one of the living rooms. They settle on the couch. Rosalyn’s eyes widen at the gory film playing on the television, while her arms are wrapped around his.Just then, Simone makes her entrance, and Rohan can’t help but notice. She walks light-footed into the room. She is wearing a red dress that clings to her curves in all the right places. There is a look of mischief in her eyes as she sits beside him.Unknown to Rosalyn, Simone slides closer until her legs touch his. Rohan starts to move away, but she places her hand on his thigh underneath the pillow that’s on his lap.As she makes circles with her thumb, she moves closer to him. “Touch me, Hansel.”Simone moves away from him, and she opens her legs, a seductive look on her face. She takes another pillow and hides her crotch using it.Rohan looks at Rosalyn, hoping that she will take notice. However, she is too enamored with the movie that he sighs.Still, deftl
Rohan has his arms behind his head as he lies down on the lounge chair beside the pool. He is in his swimming trunks as he had just a swim. His eyes are closed as he remembers that time he is destroying James Yu’s life. He hears a sound. He opens his eyes and sees a figure standing in front of him. “What are you doing here, Simone?” he asks. She is looking at him, her gaze moving all over his body. “You had sex with her again last night,” she says. “I can hear her loud moans every night for a week now.” “Of course, she’s my wife.” “But you don’t do it with me!” “Why? Have you done what I asked of you last time?!” She hisses at him. “Are you even asking her for things?! You are just too unfair!” “Yes, Simone. You are right. I am asking her for things and she is producing results. Unlike you.” “Asshole!” He shrugs his shoulders. He is about to close his eyes when she slaps her hand on the table beside him. “Is this enough?!” He sits up, taking the pictures of Rosalyn and anoth
Rohan and Rosalyn step into the exclusive auction event area. Elegant music plays softly in the background—light music coming from string instruments. Well-dressed attendees are browsing through the auction catalogs.“This is the most luxurious auction I’ve ever been to!” Rohan exclaims. He leans towards Rosalyn and whispers, “Thank you, wife. I am sure you are used to these.”She giggles. “I am not. I think this is the most luxurious auction I’ve been to.”As the servers usher them into an area, Rohan can’t help but notice the pleasant aroma of perfumes and faint cigar smoke. Or is it incense that mixes with perfume and aged wood?He presses a kiss on her cheeks. “Still, I can’t believe I am here. It’s like a dream.”“I’m glad we get to experience this together,” she responds. “Want to look at the catalogs?”He nods, and R
Rohan returns home late in the evening. His responsiveness toward Rosalyn has been getting lesser as the days go by.After freshening up, he finds his wife sitting on the edge of their bed. She seems to contemplate something. However, he ignored the tension and takes the side of their bed.“You’ve been returning home late,” she remarks, her voice oddly calm.He has been expecting this for the past few days. However, Rosalyn is too patient that it takes a week after asking him.“I’ve been too busy lately.”“We work in the same office, Hansel.”He already knows what to say, but he pauses as if trying to think of some excuse. “I and the other models sometimes go out for a drink.”“Where?” she asks, her eyes expressionless.“Some bar. It’s different every night,” he responds.Now is the time to look angry, but Rosalyn is not the type to be angry at. She is just too generous and kind to him. She—Rohan stops himself. He is with her because of revenge! Why is he thinking of trying to fix thi
Rohan trudges up the driveway from the mansion to the gardens. He is holding a box of shiny new locks tucked under his arm. He approaches Miss Shephard, who is on her hands and knees in the garden.“Good morning, Miss Shephard,” he greets. “I was wondering if you could help me install locks on all the doors of the mansion?”She smiles up at him and nods, while getting to her feet and brushing off her trousers. “You should have asked me to buy those,” she remarks.“No, it’s better to buy the locks myself and just ask other people to help me install them.”“You don’t want your wife to know about your affair with her daughter?” she asks.Rohan’s face blanches and his grip on the box of locks tightens. He knew he should have been more careful.“No, of course not,” he replies. “So, can you help me or not?”“Yes, of course.”“Then, this way,” he says.Miss Shephard follows him to the back of the mansion, where they plan to start. Miss Shephard points to each door, instructing Rohan on how t