The Unexpected Encounter

“Where the hell is he?” I cursed, throwing my phone down on the bed, making a few rose petals drop down  on the floor. It was past 10, and there was absolutely no sign of my husband.

I look down at my room. It was fully decorated. Candles burning, rose petals all around the room, and some made a path towards the bathroom where the bathtub was, already running with hot water.

I even bought the most expensive wine for us to enjoy.  

‘I prepared all of this for him, and he is the only thing that’s missing. How could he do this to me again?’ I thought to myself.

It’s not like he never worked after hours, but today was supposed to be special. It was our anniversary, and he promised me that he won’t be late at least tonight. Yet here we are, back into this position.

This never happened at the start of our relationship. He was always attentive, loving. The sweetest husband one could ever pray to get. He was always caring about my needs, and always carried with me and my tantrums.

But since the last few years, it’s almost like he’s been ghosting me on purpose. I still wasn’t sure if that was the case or not, but sometimes it felt as if he’s got a mistress in his office.

I always defended him when someone asked me why he was being so ignorant. I always told them that ever since his new boss took over, he’s worked nights as well as morning. Almost as if my husband is the only employee of the company.

But to my recollection, he told me that he had talked about this day to his superior long before. He agreed to at least not ruin this day for us. And yet, here we are. I don’t even know who I should blame here.

I sat down on the small couch in the corner of my room, staring at my phone intensely, hoping it would ring any second now. I wanted this night to be special. Sitting in our room in my lingerie which was deep red in color. It had stripes above and beneath the boobs, connecting it to the back. 

The lace was almost transparent. One could easily see my nipples coming out. Not to mention the choker that I bought along with it. It was a hook behind it, I bought it thinking things might get a little more kinkier than usual. But here I was, sitting alone and getting cold. 

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“That’s it!”

Frustrated, I jumped up, and I slipped into a bathrobe type coat on my half naked body and picked up my phone again. Dialing his number again, I waited until the last moment, thinking maybe he won’t pick up this time too…when-

“Ah, oh yes! Oh, yeah, fuck….harder!” I hear moans coming out of my husband’s office. And as I could remember, the voice was not strange to me, as I quickly realised it was my husband’s secretary’s.

“What the hell?!” I think to myself before cross checking if maybe I dialed someone else’s number. But I didn’t. It was my husband’s office number.

Though the sounds came out to be like moans, I still found it hard to believe that Harold would ever cheat on me. This has never been the case and I know it won’t be still. Or has it already?!

“Maybe he left the office and his co-workers are going at it?” I think to myself, trying to come up with excuses to defend him already.

I hung up the call and stared at my reflection in the mirror. “Well, let’s surprise him, shall we?” I say to myself. With my body already covered by my coat, I picked up my phone and my car keys and drove straight towards my husband's office.

The ride there was almost 15 minutes long. Since it was late at night, I barely got any traffic so I reached there sooner than I thought I would.

I did try dialing his number on my car ride here, but by the time I was halfway there, the call couldn’t get through. There was no turning back now.

I went straight through the front door, which had a sleeping guard there, so there wasn’t any cuss over it. I went into the elevator and pushed the 12th floor button.

And within minutes, I was walking through the corridor my husband’s office was on. Just as I reached around the corner, I began to hear noises. No, not noises. Moans.

“Who the hell is there?” I thought to myself as I peeked through the wall. Since most of the office lights were turned off, leaving the one at the main door of the room’s ceiling. I couldn’t see the man standing clearly. It was almost like a shadow standing, working on something I couldn’t tell.

“Wait, it’s Harold’s office!” I quickly stormed towards the door. A bit of tension and a slight amount of anger flushed into me as I dropped down the coat I was wearing and almost screamed.

“Honey! You forgot our anniversary again! How could you forget that ‘I’ am your biggest gift?!”

As soon as I said this, the shadow began to turn, and it began much clearer to me that it wasn’t my husband in the office.

It was someone I’ve known for a long time. Someone I found hard to get over. Someone whose thoughts still linger on my mind, making me go weak in the knees.

It was no one other than my ex-boyfriend, and my high-school lover, Nathan.

“W-what the?!” I stumbled a few steps back as I felt something beneath my feet. I looked down and realised it was the coat that I was wearing, and that I was half naked in front of him.

By the time I could look up, he was already on his way over to me. My breathing went louder as I realised how handsome he still looks.

Those brown eyes, that muscular body. Veins popping out his arms and his abs. Fuck, everything about him is always juicy.I couldn’t help but think about our time back when we were going out. 

Usually, he wouldn’t even wait for my breathing to calm down before he would turn me around and bend me over to our kitchen table. He would always slide down my panties first, and teased my clit with his hot burning cock’s tip rubbing against it. 

It has always been the best with him. From pressing me against the wall to the level of his head so that he could eat my life out of me, to making his dick hard enough for my pussy to rip out. It was more than just good. It was a killing experience. 

 But the question quickly changed my mood.

“W-what are you doing here?” I ask, to my surprise, in which he smirks. I haven’t seen him for a long time. I thought he stayed back in our hometown where we used to live. How come he’s here now?

“You finally came,” He says, letting out his heavy voice fill my ears, as he gazes at my body as if he was searching for a weapon. 

His eyes went through my neck down to my breasts, even lower. He has always been a deadly eater. He loved making me scream while he used to play with my womanhood. 

“W-what do you mean?” I muttered. But it didn’t matter. I came here to look for my husband. And I had to find him. “ Where’s my husband? I..I came to look for him.” I say, my voice lower but still manageable for him to hear.

“Not only that,” he bit his lower lip, gazing down at my stomach. I remember he used to pull me down, bending my body into a ‘D’ so that he could bite my stomach.

“Oh, you still have that sexiness in you, Bella. That sexiness that always made my dick hard and all eager to feel you and come inside..”

He spoke again, this time, walking right in front me, closing the gap between our bodies as he slowly picked a few strands of my hair that were falling down on my breasts as he held them in his hands.

“It means I’ve been waiting for you here for hours.” he slips those strands behind my back, exposing my soft, boiling skin. “I thought you wouldn’t come. But you proved me wrong, Bella.”

He takes another step forward, but this time, I stood my ground. I realised my coat was still on the floor and I was half naked, so I managed to pick it up and commenced to wear it, when Nathan grabbed my hand, preventing me from doing so.

My eyes got fixed on his. They weren’t leaving those emeralds ever if they wanted to.

“I…unhand me, Nathan I-I need to find my-“

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” He pinned his index finger on my lips to keep me shut, “No talking till I say so, Bella.” He says and before I could have any response to what he was about to say or do, he picked me up in his arms, pushed me against the wall behind us and started kissing me hungrily.

“Nathan Stop!” I struggled to push him away and control myself, and my hormones. But they seemed to reject my facts. I was already turned on since the past few hours, and there was no sign of Harold. I couldn’t get a hold.

He easily took my coat and tied my hands together with the help of its belt. 

“W’-what are you doing?” I questioned. 

“It’s your anniversary, right? Since your husband isn’t here, I might as well show you how we celebrate an anniversary night.” he answered in desperation of having me. 

At first, I ‘was’ hesitant and wanted to push him back. But he was right, my husband was nowhere near us. 

“Do you remember how we used to role play, Bella? Where you used to wear nothing but my tie around your neck. And I used to pull you down, where I want, whenever I want?” 

He was still so strong, he managed not to break out intimidating kisses all the way there. Finally, after almost ripping each other, he settled me down on the floor, as he was about to guide me towards the desks.

“No, Nathan, I-I can’t..I..” I fluttered. “Look, I don’t know what you’re doing here. But I am here to find my husband. And that’s it. Whatever idea you got, it wasn’t my intention. This is for my husband, not you!”

I thought he would be devastated after I turned him down, but he wasn’t. I could see a curve of smile on his lips. It was almost as if he knew I was about to say this.

Nathan walked towards me, lifted my chin up and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

“You say it’s your anniversary right? Why don’t we celebrate this anniversary ourselves like we used to back then? Your husband’s not around, is he? And there’s no one to judge you.” And right after, he bit my earlobe, making me lose all my senses.

“I..” I covered my chests with my hands crossed and shook my head. “I..I can’t.”

“Really?” He growled as he and I were only inches away. Why the hell was I reacting this way? I haven’t seen him in years. And when I finally do, we’re stuck into this. This scenario is that I should be living with my husband but…He is nowhere around.

“There’s no one in the office, Bella. Clock is ticking.” He spoke again. And the time where I made the phone call to him resumed in my mind.

He was out there, cheating on me, I was sure of it now. He’s nowhere here. I couldn’t get a hold of him all night and I knew how sl*tty his secretary can be. I knew she wanted him all by herself. 

I guess I have to believe what everyone warned me about before. He always managed to do this. Every year, he did this. Let alone on our anniversary night. And the only thing that stuck in my mind was, If he could do it, so could I. 

I shook my head again, and anger filled my body. I stared at Nathan who was intensely gazing at me. I knew what I was about to do was wrong, but he wronged me too. So, I didn’t waste time and wrapped my arms around his neck.

And within seconds, we were making out as if the world was dying around us. Our grip on each other was stronger than usual. 

“Oh, I missed this, Bella. I missed your touch on me,” He roared, taking my hand in his and leading it down on his bone.

I could feel how hard he is. And I couldn’t help but smile how my touch still had an impact on him. 

“You want me to bind you, huh?” He mumbled before smashing and locking our tongues again.

The kiss grew louder, from biting each other’s bottom lips to biting each other’s neck. He picked me up easily, once again and finally, he settled me on the desks, pushing away everything that could prevent us from walking through this path we were on.

“This is exactly what I came back for, Bella. I came back for you! I came back for our love! Our desperate love and affection for each other!” 

“I came back to fuck my, and only my p*ssy! This belongs to me!” 

His words aroused me even more, but before I could respond to him, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled down my panties, instantly sliding his gigantic penis in. 

“Oh..Uhm..I..” I struggled to let out words, but let’s face it. I really couldn’t. As soon as he slid that hard bone went in, there wasn’t a single second where he missed touching my g-spot. Why wouldn’t he? He knew about me. About my body. What my weaknesses were. What turned me on and what made me surrender to me.

He knew all of it.

I closed my eyes in desperate need to let my sensation take over me, but each time it could, he would tease me while brushing his thumb on my clit while he pounded me. He was making me beg for him.

And I got to say, he was doing a great job!

“Oh, Nathan,” I moaned.

“You like that, don’t you?! ”he confirmed.

“I..” I knew this was wrong. I was here to meet up with my husband, not him. This was our anniversary, not Nathan’s and mine.

But..the way my body surrendered beneath his, I couldn’t control it. After all, we always had the best sex back then. And there’s an absolute thousand