The songs of the morning birds stir my eyes to flutter open. All the feelings and actions from yesterday crash into me. I grab my clothes and rush out of Melia's room straight into the hallway bathroom, accidentally slamming it behind me. I slide down to the floor of the bathroom, heaving heavy breaths, my chest contracting tightly, a panic attack coming over me. Outside the door, Enid raps on the door, "Tiberius, honey? Everything ok?"
Then I hear Melia waddle out of her room, and Enid says with a start, "Melia! Sweety! Why are you coming out stark naked?!"
Melia half-awake mumbles, "wussdaddoing...?"
I hear Enid turn Melia and pad her back into her room, "Sweety get dressed before coming out."
Enid comes back and lightly raps on the door again, "Tiberius, honey...?"
I crack the door open, and then collapse into Enid's arms. I fall into one of our favorite old nightgowns, I break down lying, "I...lost a big client. Sweetheart. What should I do?! Matt might fire me!"
Enid sniffs the air which brings me to a startle, but it all to a, "mm. Hmph."
Enid leads me to our room, I get mesmerized by her hips swaying in the nightgown, but I get a pang of anguish when I feel nothing from my groin. Enid places me in my favorite recliner, then drapes herself in my lap. She tried to comfort me with a little grind and looking at me longingly.
"Honey, if Matt would have fired you, he would done so by now. You've told me how many times you've tripped up at work. They've had conduct meetings with you. Matt has said that you've become integral to the team."
She presses her ass into my groin and looks to me for some sort of reaction, I see a wash of coldness come over her when she doesn't feel anything from my loins. It looks like a piece of her dies whenever she doesn't get a reaction from me. She coldly rises from me, half-turns and flatly says, "I know 'Matt' wants you and you aren't 'fired'."
She sashes off to the bathroom to get ready to show some homes as a realtor.
The guilt of the day I spent with Melia consumes me. I only go into the office all week, and any time I spend at home is either in the kitchen or in the bedroom. Melia tries texting me, but I avoid all contact with her. Claudia tries to meet up before or after work, and I duck and dodge all her advances.
Thursday evening, Enid tells me during dinner that she has realtor training out of town over the weekend. I kiss her bye Friday morning as she drives off for her training.
That evening a strange stirring awakens me in the middle of the night. I hear a strange sound coming from down the bed and I feel something in my lap. I throw the comforter off to see Melia sucking me off. Her sucking grew more pronounced now that I was awake, her eyes rolling back in her head as she neared the edge of ecstasy. The sight of his Melia's pleasure pushed me even further, I started face fucking her, my strokes becoming more frantic, more demanding.
My's moans grew louder with each thrust, my body shuddering with pleasure. The tightness of her mouth around my thick cock was like nothing I had ever felt. I could feel her walls contracting around me, urging me deeper, begging for more. Eventually, I spurt into Melia's mouth.
Through panted breaths, I try to collect myself. I proclaim to Melia, "That first time was the last time, honey."
Melia gives me her best doe-y eyes knowing I'm a sucker for her doe-y eyes.