Affairs Of The Afterhours

t deny that I was grateful for it. The payris

r profit. Hazel liked the ideas and we chatted for nearly an hour over plans. She then announced to rest of the staff members the new management team and highlighted a few

emain closed for him to show me paperwork, accounts that needed attended to that the retired staff had bee

ffering for a little while we would need to

rough to set it right. I called my husband, he call

buff in his spare time and coached and played for the local football teams. No one ever believed him when he told people

lways flowed during our shifts so I wasn't su

hrough dates , putting everything into keep and bin piles. Spending the first few hours doing solely that and chatting about the Netflix series we'd watched and

ed to take a break. Are you hungry?" I a

idn't notice the time, I'll fix you something to eat if yo

you with the food. Surprise me" I replied as I sque

ort this . She said that we can stay In any of the rooms, make ourselves at home and to help ourselves to food and drink. She knew herself it'd be a huge job. Everything is in paper nothing has be

guess. Bourbon at 3pm? Really! "

et it get this bad though , they could

took out the prepared homemade

n mine?" He joked flashing his cheeky grin t

lamps it was getting dark out already. I text my husband that I'd be staying a few days with the amount of work needing done t

e from each other and chatted about anything and everyt

d just so easy to talk to. It's been a long time since I've laughed this much and

ike this over dinner every night,

s devilish smile had gone for a second he act

ad every conversation over and over again . You do the same things every day and it just becomes a routine. You lose what

r get tired of talking to you, we never run-out of things to say." Ĥarve

other half's so we make up for it spouting anything at wor

someone called in sick. For the first time I realised how lonely I'd been feeling. Har

lk you know. I actually can be serious , I'm a go

to the kitchen picking up his plates while he picked up the glasses and put some music on for motivation. I stacked t

loud" I tried to apologise. Why am I so clumsy? What an id

forcements.....

over the slightly s

ngers that we'd never admit to anyone else, our idols growing up. Debated over the best ballads and the secret music genres we loved deep down. We had so m

g and it did make eve

g to know him more

in the desserts that were in the fridge before they went out of date. The music off now but th

the burner. His eyes met mine.....but he didn't look away. He slowly a

I closed my eyes secretly willing him to make a move. He didn't. The air was thick with intention, electric. Every part of my

look away. His breath felt hotter on my lips. I licked the

for me. Fully hard. He wants me. The soft light fro

ted body...How had I not seen him in this way before? In realised I was staring at him think

but neither of us spoke. What the hell am I doing? What the hell is he thinking? What am I thinking? We'

I can finish this myself it's okay...work i mean....ob

"I asked him, knowing deep down that is exactly what i should d

red in a breathy whisper, as if h

suddenly felt hot against my skin, I wanted so badly to un

hand around the back of my neck and pulled me close

enaline, I hadn't felt more alive. He started kissing, sucking hard and biting my neck. I could barely take it. My body had neve

it. With every kiss I quivered and I throbbed . S

y for me lik

never before solely from him kissing, sucking and biting