Thread: A Wolf In Sheep's Clothing; When Predator Becomes Prey. (Quix & Xana)

Beth leaned into her husbands embrace, appreciating that affection. A relaxing cuddle on the couch was just the perfect way to unwind from her long day, with no demands being placed on her, no expectations to live up to. Though, that hope was dashed as Ellis groped her, his hand on her breast and his lips against her ear and neck. Clearly he wanted something, wanted her. Even clearer as he made his proposal to her, to skip dinner and fuck on the couch. She was exhausted, and hungry, and all she wanted was to eat and sink into a long, hot bath. But her husband was feeling spontaneous, demonstrative, and how could she rightly turn him down? Really, here on the couch? She teased, trying to get herself in the right state of mind to enjoy her husband. Pushing back against the stress of her day, the constant demands, even more demands as she came home. Seems like a waste of our king sized bed and silken sheets. She moved to return her husbands kisses, hoping to get caught up in the lust he was feeling, hoping it would rub off on her. Maybe if she did this for him, she could convince him to run her a bath afterwards. She unbuttoned her top as they kissed, his lips hungry on hers, a passion she just couldnt reach right now. Oh, but she tried, tried to push everything from her mind by Ellis hands on her body, and his carnal demands. Each button seemed to take forever, the delicate blouse too nice to risk ruining. Finally her top was open, her husbands hands already on her breasts, cupping and molding them with feral passion. What has gotten into you? She gasped, hardly able to recognize the man pawing at her. He was like a teenager, or at least, what she could only assume he must have been like as a teenager. She hadnt known him then, hadnt met him until her senior year of college. On the coffee table, her phone buzzed. Who was calling now? No, now wasnt the time to answer it. She was off duty! She was allowed to have a life outside the office! Still, she tensed as it vibrated, every fiber of her being wanting to answer it. She kissed her husband back, forcing herself to enjoy it, to block out the dull hum, to ignore the query it put upon her. Her fingers worked at his shirt now, trying to open it, trying and failing, too distracted by the phone and the concern and the way Ellis hand wouldnt stop for one damn minute. Fuck it, she tugged at his pants, fiddling with the belt and opening the zipper. His cock sprung out, pulsing against her fingers, red and angry in need. She hesitated a moment before touching it, briefly concern he might blow his load then and there, leaving the coach stained. Shed have to call a cleaner company, to get over here before this weekend and Her phone buzzed again, seemingly more urgently this time. It was the same pattern, of course, but the second occurrence in so many minutes made it feel more intense. I should pick it up, let them know I am busy, she insisted, pulling away from her husband, Otherwise they wont stop calling. Brushing a few loose strands behind her ear, she picked up. Tom, this really isnt a good she started, before giving her co worker a chance to speak. She what? To a reporter? No. She picked up the remote, holding her cell against her ear with her shoulder. Flipping through the channel until she hit the cable news channel, featuring a report of a possible ethics violation from governors press secretary. Well of course the mayor is going to pursue legal action, we have his gubernatorial campaign to consider. She stood now, the nervous energy of strategizing not sitting well with sitting. Only when her husband warmth was no longer pressed against her did she realize what she had done. Tom, hold on a sec, okay. Sorry love, but this is major. She just Beth didnt elaborate, just motioned towards the tv, You understand, dont you? Ill make it up to your this weekend, I promise.