She loosens his tie as he had his back kissing the wall with a crack snaking through.
"Another crazy day in the office" he complains.
"Shhuussshh!! Let me help you out. Dinner is ready. In spoon feeding you tonight" she announces.
" Sounds like "MYSELF O'CLOCK". Now, I'm more than eager " he admits, wraps his hands around her waist, draws her closer in a sensual manner as she still struggles with the tie.
In a swift action, they lock lips and just as makes an attempt to unbutton his own shirt, she pushes him away from him in a manner that his head hits the wall.
"Ouucch! What's wrong" he cries out with no tears.
" Where are you coming from Daniel?" she asks as she takes a step and another from him.
"Why this question? Where else am I coming from if not work? C'mon Marciana. You can't be ruining happy moments like this all the time" he takes a step closer .
" Don't you dare get close to me. I swear I'll hurt and I won't regret I did! You bloody ingrate " she curses loud in tears already as she walks to settle on the deserted couch.
" Do we still have trust issues after all these years ? What did I do this time" he asks still getting closer to her.
"You think I'm some sort of Shakespearean character right ? My man leaves for work and returns with the smell of Chanel N°5 Eau de Parfum and you think I have no reason to react . And oh it tells me how much you're that rod with sophisticated worthless nameless bitches . What do you want Daniel ?.....
