Kritika stood in front of her office building trying to settle her nerves. She was excited to get back to work, but a little nervous as well. It wouldn't be the same, since she last entered this building. She was going to be working with Daniel as her boss. It was supposed to be her instead of him, but all of those plans went to shit because of her stupid mother-in-law and the fucked-up customs of the country she lived in. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind, and walked straight in. The old receptionist who directed her straight to Daniel's office greeted her with a smile. Yes, the same office that should've been her.
"Ah, Kritika, so glad to have you join us back. I'm sure this must be a little overwhelming being here, but knowing you, you won't let this bother you. I don't think you need to go through the standard orientation procedure, you know the job probably better than anyone else here. I suggest you get settled in your old cubicle and I will have your new team members familiarize themselves with you and get you up to speed on our latest clients." He said calmly.
He spoke with an authority that she hadn't seen in him before. This was a different Daniel. He was no longer the slacker she remembered him to be. Maybe the job changed him, perhaps something else. Whatever it was, it scared her a little bit. She was not his equal anymore, they were no longer friends, and he was her boss. She wasn't used to this dynamic and found herself lacking for words; all she could manage was a meager nod.
"Yes...S-sir," she looked down.
With that, she left her room. She was sure she saw Daniel's lips curve into a little smile at hearing "Sir", but she just let that go and returned to her old workplace. She stared at her old desk, which showed no signs of change but felt different nonetheless. She barely had time to settle in before she was introduced to her team. 2 of them were new hires and the 3 were her old colleagues. She was never really friendly with them, spending most of her time working or with Daniel. Pleasantries were exchanged and before she knew it, she was buried in Excel files going through the balance sheets of their new clients.
Throughout the day she found herself peaking towards Daniel's office trying to catch a glimpse of him. He would come out of his office several times but never looked in her direction.
"Why is he behaving like this? We have met after so long and he won't even ask how I was. He hasn't even looked at me. Does he even remember if I am here? We slept together for fucks sake and now he stands there ignoring me as if none of it ever mattered to him and she was just an office mattress." She thought.
She could feel her anger building up. He stood maybe 20 feet away as if she didn't even exist for him. She did not understand why his ignoring her bothered her so much. It was her who broke up with him. She was the one who left him to marry Anish.
Anish, her darling husband, hadn't even entered her thoughts today. He was the one because of whom she got her job back. Sure, he acted like an asshole but even Kritika had to admit to herself that had it not been for him, she probably would never have thought of getting back to work. And now that she was back, all she could think of was getting her ex's attention.
She stared at her screen, bored out of her mind. She finally had enough and walked straight into his office and saw him sitting at his desk. He was writing something on a piece of paper. He looked up, saw her, and went back to writing.
"How can I help you, Kritika?" he exasperated.
"Why are you ignoring me?" she asked.
He put his pen down and looked straight at her. He didn't speak and just kept staring.
"Well...answer me...?" She pleaded.
"I don't think this is the right time or the place to discuss this," he finally spoke.
"When is the right time, then?" she stood there nervously, regretting her stupid decision to confront him like that.
"I repeat this, now is not the time to discuss this." He rolled his eyes.
"Daniel, talk to me...please." she almost begged.
"Fine.... You have been incredibly self-centered, Kritika. You chose to leave this job, no one forced you and now that you are back you expect things to have stayed the same the way you left them. That is not how it works and I understand it may be hard to see me as your boss, but that is how it is and you have to find a way to deal with it. And besides, why do you need to get my attention anyway? Aren't you supposed to ignore your ex after marriage or is the honeymoon over already?" he was firm but calm.
She didn't know what to say. She didn't expect to be shown the mirror and that to by Daniel. She had no answer to his questions. She, herself didn't know why she was craving his attention. She didn't know what she expected him to do. She asked him for a job, he gave it back to her. He treated her professionally and yet she stood there in his office demanding answers to questions that shouldn't have been asked in the first place. Her eyes welled up and she just left. She had humiliated herself on her very first day back. She could not bear to be in the same building as Daniel, so she just returned home without saying anything to anyone.
*****
"So, how was your first day back?" enquired Anish.
"Can we not talk about it, right now? I have had a terrible day," she snapped.
"I was just....," Anish felt dejected.
"Just shut up and put that tongue of yours back where it was," she grabbed a bunch of his hair pushed his head back down between her legs, and held it there.
"Yessss.... right...there...," she let out a little moan as his tongue hit her love button.
"You have a magnificent tongue, my darling husband, if only your dick were as good," she sighed as she caressed her nipple.
That insult should have hurt Anish. But he had grown accustomed to such taunts. They even turned him on a little. Ever since Kritika took control of her pleasure, sex between the two was reduced to him eating her out followed by him using her favorite vibrators on her pussy till she came. He had gotten pretty good at devouring his wife's cunt and could bring her to quite strong orgasms with his tongue and fingers alone and so he could never understand Kritika's insistence on making him use those wretched toys. But he never brought the topic up, for the fear of losing access to his wife's beautiful cunt, however limited it was. Bringing pleasure to her was all he needed. Kritika would even reward him sometimes by blowing him and letting him cum over her tits. She never swallowed.
Kritika had realized that her husband and his dick were never going to satisfy her needs and so she never felt the need to let him fuck her anymore. Besides he could hardly keep his erection for more than a couple of minutes and even then, he would almost always cum within a minute or so. She was happy giving him the occasional blowjob to keep his spirits up and to keep him motivated enough, so he would remain enthusiastic enough while eating her out. But her itch wasn't being scratched. Her needs slowly started to take over her body and it was not long before things got out of her hands.
Her grip on Anish's head tightened as did her legs around his face. She lifted her ass to bring it closer to his tongue. She was breathing heavily now. Her eyes closed shut. She was close. His tongue was in her pussy and was trying to rub her special spots in. He had become quite adept at finding those now. His one hand was on her nipple twisting it and twisting it hard. His other hand was hovering around her other entrance, contemplating the right time to enter. He could taste her juices all over his tongue. He could feel her legs tightening around his head. Her body was beginning to go stiff.
"Shove it in... you bastard...Nowwwww," she screamed.
He shoved his thumb inside her ass and pressed upwards. She screeched in pain.
"aaaaaaarrrhggghhhh.... yessssssss...yessss.... more.... more......aaaaaaarrrghhhh," her body thrashing wildly.
He would rotate it inside her against resistance while pushing it up. Slowly he could feel her ass adjusting to his thumb as he kept licking and she kept leaking. Her body thrashing now, he had to grab hold of her thighs to keep her down.
"I'm coming...I'm cominngggg.... oh god.... yessss...oh fuck.... yess.... comingggggg." her screams turning into a whisper.
She let go of her stiff body and felt limp almost instantly. It was one of her stronger orgasms and it felt so good. She was light as air, unaware of her surroundings. Anish was pleased with his performance. His dick was hard as a rock. He withdrew himself from Kritika and stroked his dick. He walked over to her side and stood near her face, hoping to be rewarded.
She opened her eyes to see her husband stroking his meat. It seemed harder than usual and she was tempted to take it in her mouth. But she was too tired to do anything about it now. Poor Anish would have to wait for his prized rewards. She pushed his dick away with her hand.
"Get that thing away from me. Can't you see Anish that I had a tiring day today? Don't be so selfish, and finish off in the bathroom. You can have my panties to help you out, they're on the floor over there," she pointed to her soiled panties on the floor.
Dejected, he walked away and grabbed her panties from the floor, and went to the bathroom.
Kritika's phone chimed. She wearily picked it up from her bedside table and looked at her notifications. Most of them were everyday app notifications, except the one Instagram notification that said:
"David_929 has accepted your follow request".
She smiled and without delay started going through his feed. She had unfollowed him since she got married and had been excited to get a glimpse of his life ever since. Most of his feed was filled with gym selfies, mostly shirtless. She remembered lusting at those back when she first met him and how they used to get her wet. She moved past those pictures trying to find something interesting. She stalked through his profile and there was nothing there. It made sense, he was a private person and if he were indeed seeing someone, he wouldn't post pictures online. She knew that already so what was Kritika looking for? She didn't know. What bothered her more was not the "what" but the "why".
Why was she going through his profile? Not only was she married, he was her boss now, and even more importantly, he didn't care about her. She humiliated herself in front of him today and yet there she was still thinking about this gorgeous man while her husband was in the bathroom, masturbating on her panties.
*****
Kritika had started to regret her decision to get back to work. She had been buried in work for the past seven days, without a moment to rest. She knew it was deliberate. She knew it was David's doing. He was making her do all this inconsequential paperwork to spite her. She could not even get the time to eat. She felt bullied and for the life of her could not understand why he was doing it to her. Sure, she broke up with him and then humiliated herself trying to get him to pay attention to her, but why would he do this to her?
She sat at her desk with slumped shoulders and on the verge of a breakdown, just when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looks up and sees Daniel towering over her. For all his flaws and recent attitude towards her, she couldn't help but appreciate his handsome face looking down on her.
