“Quit? But I've been looking for a job like this for so long, and it's really good! But how can I keep working now? No, I won't be able to work on the same team with HIM. See him every day, and remember THIS every time! Oh, what have I done…”

Minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day, little by little, a kind of slimy emptiness settled in my soul, and I didn't want to do anything. I didn't eat anything, I just sat on the couch and watched TV. Only then the meaning of movies, TV series and shows did not penetrate my head in any way.

On the fourth day, the bell suddenly rang. I focused my gaze on the phone screen – it blinked: ‘Edward Boss.’

I was very surprised and discouraged. My hand had already grabbed the phone and accepted the call, but with my head I didn't understand what was happening, the shock was so great, and I was silent on the phone.

“Uh… Elvira? Hello.” Said Edward's deep voice.

“Oh damn, so it's really true, he really is calling me.” I finally realized it and replied:

“Y-yeah… hi.”

“How do you feel?”

His voice was as nonchalant and polite as possible.

“Are you serious?” I was thinking surprised again. “You treated me that way, and you're not interested in me, but you call and you're interested in HOW I am?”

“I feel good.” I mumbled. “I will live. Thanks for asking.”

“Good.” He replied, with the same nonchalance. “Then I have a request for you, Elvira. Could I meet you today? Say, at lunch? Something needs to be discussed.”

“Edward, if you're talking about that case, then there seems to be nothing to discuss.” I suggested cautiously.

“God, Elvira.” You could tell from his displeased voice that he made a face. “I'm not talking about that at all. So, can you meet with me?”

I gave him my consent and he promised to send me an SMS with the name of the cafe where the meeting was scheduled. After the call, I sat for a long time, stunned by thunder. Why did he decide to meet me? What does he want to discuss with me? If not for that embarrassing moment, then what?

“What if he wants to fire me?” I thought suddenly with horror and realized that this was most likely the truth… But then why call me to a cafe? This was all too strange…

A message from Edward came to the phone with the name of the cafe. This place was not far from our work. He was supposed to be there in two hours…

Trying not to think about how disgraced I was in front of him last time, I began to straighten myself out. Finally I washed my hair and put it in a beautiful day hairstyle; I put on makeup, paying attention to my eyes to remove the shadows under them; dressed discreetly, but stylishly. I had to meet a man with whom I was madly in love, and it was not part of my plans to look ugly in front of him!

I tried not to be late and arrived a little before the appointed time at the cafe. Taking a seat by the window, I looked at the opposite building. There were no thoughts left in my head and I was just waiting for what would come.

After a while, Edward sat across from me and nodded:

“I'm glad you have come. The conversation will be a bit unusual.”

I shrugged vaguely and kept looking at him suspiciously.

“Elvira, what are you going to eat?” Edward suddenly smiled calmly, and this surprised me.

He rarely smiled, and especially at me. I ordered a light salad and juice, not much to eat. I was nervous, but for some reason Edward was in no rush to reveal the topic of conversation.

“Okay, I'll start from the beginning.” He sighed and loosened his tie. Only then did I realize that, in fact, he cared as much as I did. But why would he do it? “Here's the thing. Yesterday I… ahem… found out that my wife was cheating on me.”

I choked on the juice.

“Yes… it's true.” He continued absently. “Yesterday I was very angry. Elvira, I have probably never been so unhappy in my life. My wife washed in the bathroom and she left her phone behind. On the screen was a WhatsApp message that said ‘And I miss you baby.’ This seemed suspicious to me and I unlocked the phone. I know it sounds strange, wives usually do this, but…” Edward ran his hand through his hair.

He was quite nervous. I continued in silence, listening carefully and still not understanding what all this meant…

“In general, I began to read the correspondence with this guy. Judging by its short length, my wife cleaned it regularly. There was a declaration of love, discussions about how she could leave me… She wrote to him that she felt sorry for me and that she did not know WHO the father of her baby was… And furthermore… she wrote to him that she hardly had any sex with me.”

“Wow.” I said quietly. What kind of a fool would trade this beautiful man for someone else?! At that moment, I refused to understand Edward's wife!

“Too much for me. Yesterday I was so shocked that I realized that I cannot speak to her in this state. I left the house, wrote to her that it was about work matters. I still don't know how to tell her what I've learned. Maybe I won't tell her anything, because she is pregnant and it is better not to irritate her. Honestly, I haven't had such a situation before…”

Edward covered his face with his hand. The man was confused. But I still didn't understand why he told me all of this.

“Edward, I understand that the situation is terrible. And I sincerely feel sorry for you.” I said carefully. “But why did you tell me this?”

He seemed startled and for the first time he looked at me consciously.

“Because yesterday I remembered you, Elvira. You told me you wanted to be with me. Is it still like this?”

I looked into his beautiful, serious eyes and choked on them. And I answered:

“Of course it is!”

“Well, I can give you a chance to be with me. If you really want it.” He watched my reaction carefully. “You see, Elvira, I love sex. And not just sex, but sex without limits. Do you know what I mean?”

I felt as if I was paralyzed. I was surprised by his words and I just opened my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but it seemed like my dreams were starting to come true!

“Elvira.” He said quietly, covering my hand with his. “You said so yourself that you wanted to be my lover. I will not have sex with my wife, and I would not be able to after what I have learned. She's like… to me… stained by someone. She has hurt me. I still love her though, and you must remember that. But! I can't live without sex. I am used to making it in unlimited quantities. I know how to give pleasure. I love variety in bed. Do you understand me?”

I finally realized what Edward wanted from me. The man I dreamed of for so long, who was inaccessible to me, HIMSELF, offered me to be his lover!

“Yes.” I nodded. “I get it. Although it’s… new to me.”

“I have no doubt.” He said dryly. “I'm sure you don't know much about sex. I am ready to reveal this world to you. But before entering into this relationship, you must promise me something. First, no one should know about our relationship, including my wife. Second, you voluntarily accept such a relationship. I didn't force you, you wanted it yourself. Third, don't trust the seriousness of my future intentions. Just sex, and nothing but sex! So?”

“Well, of course. I get it, Edward. I agree.”

“Agree with everything?” He winked.

“Everything.” I confirmed.

And then he brought my hand to his lips and squeezed it, staring at me. His touch gave me goosebumps. Then he ran his tongue over my finger, and this acted on me like a red rag to a bull: I instantly got wet. If there weren't so many people in the cafe, I would immediately get ready!

Edward took out some bills, put them on the table and stood up saying:

“Let's go.”

“Where?” I asked.

“There should be no questions. But so be it. I will answer. Let's go to the hotel.”

I opened my mouth in surprise. But Edward had already gone to the door, so I had to quickly grab my bag and follow him.

When he started the car, I dared to ask:

“What, right now?”

“Yes, just like that.” He answered simply without looking at me. “If I want sex I just tell you, and you must obey immediately. I repeat again: I love to fuck, and many times to exhaustion. My wife tolerated my temperament perfectly, but now…”

He paused, glaring at the road. I didn't dare to break the silence, realizing how difficult it was for him now.

But as we drove, desire filled my mind. “Fuck your wife!” I thought.

The situation was the best for me: even if this made me my boss's mistress, he became mine! And since his wife practically left him… then we would be together in every sense of the word!

“But he seemed to be saying something about not thinking ahead.” Whispered a voice of reason somewhere in the depths of my mind. I immediately interrupted it: “In time, he will get attached to me and forget what he said.”

When we finally reached the nearest hotel and entered the room, Edward closed the door and turned to me with a strange gleam in his eyes. There was anger and determination. But I didn't see desire in them. He said:

“Turn me on. Show me that there is a woman in the world who may interest me more than my wife.”

I, looking at him in a tempting way, slowly took off my jacket. I unbuttoned my beige dress, which sank over my legs to the floor. I approached Edward, admiring him and not believing what I saw. Here he was, standing in front of me and asking me to turn him on! The dream was coming true…

He was standing with his back against the door, like when I found him in the office. Only this time he didn't resist and didn't grab me by the shoulders, instead he just watched my actions. I touched his neck with my lips, ran my tongue over him, leaving a wet trail behind. I started unbuttoning his shirt. I looked into his eyes. And I still didn't see anything there!

Resentment and anger overwhelmed me. I would not tolerate my beloved man looking at me with such indifference! I took off his shirt, then quickly dropped down, quickly unbuttoned his pants and released his member.

It was lethargic, without a hint of emotion. The excitement awoke in me. “So you say you like sex?” I chuckled and started licking Edward's dignity.

At first, gently, calmly, then demanding and domineering. After half a minute, I took it in my mouth. I got so carried away by the process that I no longer paid attention to Edward himself. My task was to finally lift this indifferent organ, and after