Chapter 7- The Lunch

"I so don't like her," Emilia said, sitting on Alex's desk. "She's always causing problems. You should get rid of her." "We need to be careful Emilia," Alex said, tapping his fingers on his laptop. "She didn't like seeing you here." "I don't care," Emilia said. "At my dad's birthday party, I wore the necklace you gave me. Everyone was paying attention to me, and Emily looked lost. Did you promise the necklace to her too?" "No, she isn't much of a Jewelry fan," Alex replied, looking at his laptop. "Then she was just jealous," Emilia said. She noticed Alex was still focused on his laptop. "Baby, pay attention to me." Alex looked up from his laptop, his eyes meeting her gaze. "I'm paying attention, baby," he said, his voice neutral. "But we need to be careful. Emily is already suspicious." Emilia pouted, her lips curling downward. "I don't see why we have to be so careful. She's just a jealous wife." Alex's expression turned serious. "She's my wife, Emilia. And I need to keep her happy. At least, for now." Emilia's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing. "What do you mean, 'at least for now'?" she asked, her voice dripping with curiosity. Alex leaned back in his chair, his eyes locked on Emilia's. "I mean, our situation is... complicated. And I need to handle it carefully. I promised Grandma on her deathbed, that I would marry Emily and make her happy." Emilia's face lit up with a sly smile. "I love complicated," she said, her voice husky. "It's so much more fun. But seriously your grandma is dead, why stress yourself over fulfilling some dead woman's wish " "That's my grandma you're talking about Emilia. I prefer you show her some respect." "My bad, my bad. I'm sorry and besides..." She positioned her between Alex as she went down on her knees. "It's been a while..." "Emily could come in any time, Emilia. Last time, she didn't knock." Alex had to remind her. "I'll be quick, baby, and besides, it seems he needs me, too." She said, drawing his attention to the bulge on his trousers; his little man had already responded to him. He tried to protest but Emilia was obviously not listening. Her hands had already found their way inside his trousers and now she was stroking his hard member. "Emilia.. don't...," He said with a list-filled tone. He was barely putting up a fight now. She knew she had him right where she wanted and so she wasted no time in pulling his little man out. She smiled as she saw how big and hard he was. "I definitely missed this..." She smiled as she lowered her head and took it in her mouth. "You're such a bad girl " She soaked it up with warm saliva and began to stroke him harder. His eyes rolled back as he let out subtle grunts trying to be as quiet as possible. She stroked him a bit more before taking his full length in her mouth bobbing her head up and down his shaft. She sucked it hard, and with skill, in no time, he was vibrating to her touch. She played with his balls as she sucked the shaft and she enjoyed the little jerks that accompanied each kiss she gave the cap. He was done letting her take control he grabbed her head and forced a good length of it down her throat. She choked slightly on it but this wasn't her first time having something so big in her mouth. She shut her eyes and took it like a pro. He held her head in place as he slipped it in and out of her mouth, and she knelt there, letting him do as he pleased. In no time, he was grunting, and with one final stroke, he emptied his load down her throat, and she, being the naughty temptress she was, swallowed every drop with a smile. *** Emily sat in her office, lost in her thoughts. She was probably thinking too much. There had to be a good reason for what was going on, right? Alex loved her, and cheating was something he would never do to her. She trusted him completely. But then why did she feel so unsure? Why did she feel like something was off? Just then, Mark walked into her office. "Hey, Emily, I have some good news," he said, holding up a file. "The client loved the design you came up with, and they've made a full deposit. You're the best." But Emily was absent-minded, and it took her a moment to process what Mark was saying. "Oh, that's great news," she said finally, trying to sound thrilled. Mark looked at her with concern. "You okay, Emily? You seem I think the word is, a bit distracted." Emily forced a smile. "I'm fine, Mark. Thanks for noticing. Just a lot on my mind right now." Mark smiled and said, "You know what they say, ice cream makes everything better. Want me to grab some for you? Your fav is chocolate right?" He asked with a genuine smile. Emily's face brightened slightly, and she smiled. " Yeah, my favorite is actually chocolate. But I'll think about it, Mark. Thanks for offering by the way." "Well, if you say so. I'm still around in case you change your mind." Mark nodded and headed for the door. As he reached it, he stopped and said, "Emily, your husband is here." Emily's eyes widened in surprise, and she felt a knot in her stomach. This was the last thing she was expecting. She had been thinking about Alex, wondering what was going on with him and Emilia, and now he was standing in her office doorway. Wasn't he too busy to visit her? Emily's heart started racing as she watched Alex walk into the room. He looked calm and collected. It reminded her of the first day she had met him in high school. But this time Emily could sense a hint of tension beneath the surface. "Hey sunshine," Alex said, smiling at Emily. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Emily shook her head, trying to compose herself. "No, it's fine. Mark was just leaving." Mark nodded and slipped out of the office, closing the door behind him. Emily was left alone with Alex, wondering what he wanted and why he was really there. Alex smiled and said, "I'm here to take my wife out for lunch." Emily's eyes widened in shock. "Uh?What?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Alex chuckled. "I know, I know, I'm a busy man. But I thought, why not take a break and spend some time with my beautiful wife?" Emily couldn't believe what she was hearing. Alex had never taken her out for lunch, except for their first date. He was always too busy, always working. And now, out of the blue, he shows up in her office and asks her out for lunch? Why was he being like this all of a sudden? As Emily stood up, Alex walked over to her and held her purse. "Shall we?" he asked, smiling. "Um, yes," she said with her heart pounding in her chest.