It all started when I applied for one week's leave from work.
I became a driver, private chef and a teacher at the same time.
It was like everyone in the house was out to get me. But no one compared to Abdul, because I was currently pinned down on his office table.
Face down with my jeans and panties on my feet as he thrusted in and out of me.
I never had sex in an office before. It was both scary and exciting, I agreed because he told me his secretary would never walk in without knocking so we were fine and his office was soundproof so we could be as loud as we wanted.
"Hey, you ok baby?", he asked slowing down. "Yes don't stop... please", which made him increase his pace. We both came a few minutes after. He pulled out and then turned me to face him, he removed one leg from my jeans, and stood between my legs, looking into my eyes.
"You look so sexy right now", he whispered still panting. I held his face in my hands pulling him in a kiss, it was meant to be an innocent one but he deepened it making me moan.
"What the hell is going on here? Is this why you don't want to be with me? Because I don't whore myself for you anywhere you want?
Nikki, are you that desperate to please him that you will let him fuck you around in his place of work? What kind of mother are you? Abdul, what is the meaning of this!", Layla shouted from the door.
I was equally terrified and ashamed.
I wanted to move but Abdul kept me in place. "Layla, as you can see we're having a private moment, can you leave? I'm sure calling security will be embarrassing for someone with your status so, next time, try to make an appointment before going to people's offices", Abdul said with a straight face.
"You can't do this to me. I am your wife not her!", she said with tears in her eyes. "Come on Layla, this is getting old. Just go", Abdul said.
I was unable to look away from Abdul's chest. She was right, I was so caught up in trying to please Abdul that I agreed to do such a thing in his office. I was not exotic and adventurous when it came to sex, I should have sticked to my lane.
Abdul pressed a button on his table and then pulled back, he started getting dressed so I did the same.
A few seconds later two security guards barged into his office.
"Please remove her from the premises, she is not allowed to enter without my say so", they nod their heads pulling a screaming Layla by the hands.
Leo, his secretary came to check on us right after. "We're fine Leo", he assured him. "Sorry about that", Abdul said turning towards me. He could pretend that didn't happen but Layla's words were hard to forget.
He noticed.
"Babe, don't tell me you're listening to her. Nikki come on, you're not desperate nor are you a bad mother just because you agreed to make love to me in my office, people do it all the time".
"You're right... people do it all the time but not me. I'm just so desperate to keep you that I would agree to everything you want. This life of luxury is not me. I'm just a nobody", I didn't realise that I was crying at this point.
He held my face in his hands, looking into my eyes. "Nikki, I would never force you to do anything ypu don't feel like doing. Why would you agree to do something you don't want to babe?".
"Because I want to please you", I said avoiding his eyes then continued "Can't you see? You and I are different and I don't want you to lose interest in me just because I'm not adventurous enough".
Honestly, I have never been with a man like Abdul before, he is not the same as he was before.
Back then sex was just a bonus, he was more of a making-out, type of guy but now, we were living together and having sex all the time and I know that shouldn't bother me because having sex with Abdul was amazing but I was scared.
What if he got tired of me?
"Nikki, where is this coming from babe? I love you and I want only you. I am committed to you and I would never stop. I'm sorry if I'm going overboard on the sex part but it's only because you're so addictive.
Look... I will try to control myself more and ask you if you're comfortable doing stuff before doing them ok?", he said looking guilty. I didn't expect him to make such a confession but he did and I appreciated him.
"Ok", "Ok, let's get out of here, I'm hungry", he said while pulling me to him, he kissed my temple and then packed his laptop.
We reached home just in time for dinner. We joined the family at the table and ate together.
We helped the kids with homework, Abdul chose Nathan even though we all knew his favourite was Natalia. When we were done he took them to bed, and I went to our room to take a shower.
"May I join you?", "Yes", I replied as I took the loofah and started washing his body with it, he remained quiet until I went down in a squat position with my hand massaging his cock.
His hand went to the bathroom wall, his eyes closed, and his breathing got faster. I licked his tip three times as if it was an ice cream cone then took him in my mouth. I felt his hand on the back of my head. I waited for him to direct me to the angle he wanted but he didn't do it, then I realised.
He was letting me control the pace and angle.
He loved being in control, but here he was giving it up to me. I guess he was willing to change for me.
It was something that surprised me considering, we had just spoken about it. If he was willing to change that fast for me, it was only fair that I stood up for myself too.
Fight my own battles, not expecting him to come to my rescue, fight for us the same way he is.
I increased my pace, moaning in the process, the vibration pushed him over the edge, and I watched as he crumbled, pouring himself into me, I swallowed every bit he had to offer.
YOU ARE READING
Meant To Be Yours!
RomanceThere is nothing more powerful that commitment. People commit to things because they believe the outcome will be worth it. Nikki's situation was no different, she committed to the love of her life because she had hopes that one day his mother will...