Love in The Copy Room

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 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.
 
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.
 
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?!"
 
(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?
 

Users Who Are Viewing This Thread

Back
Top Bottom