The Lost Daughter!

Chapter 15: "We found her..." *mature contents*

*Mature contents! Read at your own risk.*

Dominic P.O.V

We have been here for two days. Meeting after meeting and all i wanted to do is find my angry wife fuck her against the wall. I am mad and horny and she won't respond to my advances, all because i refused to do a background check on the young woman we saw at the cafe. I mean, it's not like i could, we don't even know her name and any other details. The man i sent to do some digging at the same areas said, that was the first time those people entered his cafe. However, he's a little suspicious of the owner though.

Now i'm stumped, sporting a hard-on and my wife refused to go near it. I refocussed onto the task at hand, my hand lingering on my wife's thigh, as she sat next to me. I looked at her side-way to check, no reaction except a glare. I faced the screen again, trying to listen to what the guy was presenting, but my hand trailed upwards. She didn't stop me, so i continued. Still nothing, and i continued right up to my destination. Fuuuck! I mentally screamed. She quickly pulled my fingers away from underneath her skirt. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. I felt her lean closer and whispered in my ear. "How does it feel to be denied of something you want?"

I slowly turned around, gave her a smirk and said, "Exhilirating" That same hand moved back underneath her skirt, my finger going straight in, fingering her. "You won't be sleeping tonight" i whispered back before returning my attention to the front. I can feel my wife wiggling and trying to pull my finger out, which i did but then i shoved two in instead. She gasped and felt her tightened around my fingers. Then i heard wet sounds, which made me stopped for a bit, looking around. Luckily, everyone was facing the front, their backs to us, as we're sitting at the head of the table.

I felt my wife, held tight onto my hand down there, and fucked my fingers into her in short, hard strokes. Knowing what she wanted, i moved my fingers harder into her, making sure to not make any wet sounds, because she is dripping wet. I felt her tightened again, indicating that she was cumming. I pulled my fingers out, gave her clit a few flicks, then i stop.

She pinched me on the thigh, and so i whispered "Now you know how it feels to be denied of something you want?" She huffed and ignored me for the rest of the meeting.

It will take a couple more hours to go through a few more paper works before everything was finally complete. Tomorrow is our last day, so our partners are taking us out for lunch before we head to the airport. In the meantime, i need to take my wife home and have my way with her in every position possible. We said our goodbyes, grab her hand and dragged her towards our private lift to go to our room.

As soon as the door closed, i lift her up against the metal wall and mauled her lips, unzipping my pant and unbutton my boxer, letting my cock free of the restrained. I hold it and aimed it straight to his favourite hole. She pulled away, and goes, "You will have to put it back!" Confused, "What?" Still holding my cock. "Well, you know how you didn't let me cum?" I slowly nodded with all the blood filling up my swelling cock. "Well, i went into the bathroom and finished the job for you-ah!" I grinned and jack hammered into her non-stop. She tried to say something but she couldn't cos she's lost to pleasure. I poured two days of frustration into her and i came just as hard. I continued moving with slow strokes. The lift open, i carried my wife, inside our pent house, cock still inside her, getting harder again. I laid her on the couch, her bottom half on the hand rest, legs wide, and i went back at it again just as hard.

*an hour later*

"Honey, time to get up! They're expecting us for lunch." I smacked her bare ass. She mumbled something that was blocked by the pillow her face was laying on.

"I'm sorry baby, i don't speak gibberish." Her head pops up and whipped around to glare at me. I grinned in return.

"I'm still mad at you." She says before stomping her way into the bathroom. I followed my beautiful angry wife. She was already in the shower. I took off all my clothes and joined her.