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Love in The Copy Room

He bit his lip. 'Gonna need a towel with her' he though as she slumped on the bed, but bulhe sat back, starting to rub his mlcock, lookingbat her. "My turn?"
 
She looked up at him and blushed, before nodding and reaching up to take over, rubbing her hands up and down his cock "Y... Yeah.. Your turn..."
 
He closed hisceyes as she stroked him, his hands coming together and she saw him pull off his wedding ring slowly, putting it on the floor with his clothes. "You're so hot right now" he said as she felt his how on the edge Vincent was, every throb, every being and stitch of muscle brimming with lust.
 
She watched him remove his ring and gave a soft gasp, before squeezing her grip on him a little more "You're even hotter!" She cried out happily, hoping he'd blow his load soon.
 
He winced as sge squeezed on him tighter, his head tilting back as he started to cum, shooting his load onto her, making him groa out as satisfaction Tirana through him.
 
She gasped as he blew his load, feeling his warm release spattering over her upper body and into her open mouth. She swallowed instinctively, before looking up at him, her drunken face dazedly smiling "S...so... waz... tha goo?" She slurred, waiting for his confirmation.
 
"Yeah, that was good" he affirmed to her as he looked up as her cum covered face, and started to gently put her onto her back.
 
She giggled as he lay her down, falling asleep rather rapidly as he'd be left with the thoughts of what to do...
 
Once she was asleep he started to clean her up a little, thinking about this ask they did...was he guilty... not entirely. The only true feelings of guilt rolled in side for his future child. He looked to Suisanna. Honestly she did kinda resemble his wife, but she was better looking, took care of herself better. He put the covers over her and checked his phone.
 
He'd find an angry voicemail from his wife waiting, apparently she'd made dinner and was expecting him home to eat it, so it had burned whilst she'd been waiting for him.
 
He rolled his yleyes to himself as he got up from bed. Bitch barely could vook anyway. He walked out ofvthevroom to start up another call for her, sitting on the couch.
 
"Where the fuck are you, Vincent?!" His wife's voice was shrill and painful on his ears as she spoke to him "You were supposed to be home an hour ago! You'd better not be at a bar!"
 
"I was catching up with a coworker, we got some drinks, I had to take them home...time got away from me." He said wincing slightlybat her voice. "I couldn't fucking drive and neither could they."
 
"That's no excuse! Your at their house, aren't you! It better not be a woman, Vincent!" She shouted more "We were meant to be planning our anniversary tonight!"
 
"No, you were going to plan it. Like last year. And the one before that too." He said rolling his eyes. "And im.not even going to humor that remark." He added
 
"I can't even... You know what you are, Vincent? Lazy. Now you get back here this instant, or else!" The shrill voice continued to berate him, making Susianna raise her head "Whozzat?"
 
Vincent held his phone away from his ear as she kept belting out her shrill rage, he looked back at Susianna. He rolled his eyes, clearly as he did in the office. She could read it even in her stupor. 'My wife is killing me' was probably the strongest look he had.
 
Susianna nodded, giving him a cute drunken smile of reassurance before lying her head back and passing out. His wife had just about ceased her tirade now, and finished by again saying "I don't care if you have to walk, you will be back here in the next hour! Do you understand?!"
 
"I'll be there when I get there." He said simply but before she could speak and hung up the phone
 
And with Susianna out cold, there wasn't much reason to stick around... was there? Well, if he wasn't willing to take someone unconscious there wasn't...
 
(XD Vincent ain't Mala/Levi/Liam/Ahab)

Vincent picked up his things, reaching out and gently touching Susianna on the cheek for just a moment...but he started to dress himself and git ready to make his way home to the harpy that was his wife.
 
(True enough XD)

Susianna mumbled as he touched her cheek, before rolling back over to sleep.

When they next saw each other at work, she was steadfastly refusing to meet his eyes, a red flush on her cheeks.
 
(XD Second most romantic character we made)

Vincent glanced at her, seeing her flush, and...actually blushed a bit himself as he passed her cubicle. "Morning." He said as if nothing had happened last night...or more likely pretending so she wouldn't feel embarrased. He laid his hand on the desk of her desk, she could see his ring was off again. "Did you...rest well."
 
"I... I uh... I did." She replied softly, glancing at his hand and seeing the ring wasn't there, but not reading anything more into it. After all, he could've just taken it off to do something and not put it back on. He wasn't... flirting, was he?
 
"Do you...remember what happened?" He said biting his lip slightly, looking at her.
 
"I... I do." She mumbled, the faint red tinge to her cheeks showing it quite well.
 
"...do you...want to...uh...do it again? Sober?" He whispers to her carefully, keeping his voice down.
 
She flushed properly, moving her hands to cover her face "I... Ugh... Ma..ybe..." She mumbled from behind them.
 
Vincent watched his hide her face, his arms folding behind his back as she mumbled into her hands. He leaned forward a little bit. "I didn't hear that. Say again?" He said gently, turning his head towards her.
 
She bit her lip hard enough to make herself bleed, before moving her hands and looking up at him "I... said maybe" She squeaked "I'm not talking about it now!"
 
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