Reverse cowboy

Grace bit her finger and cursed herself for not being a vibrant guard. What would she have done? She can't stop her. She's her boss's first wife. Who the hell is she to stop her pregnant madame from getting into the mansion?

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Digging her fingers into his back, "Slow down a bit....it hurt...ah...," Biting her lower lip, "Oh my Gosh, faster....move faster....just like that....," Hanging her legs on his shoulders, she constantly arc her head on the pillow, "Like a reverse cowboy....yeah baby...,"

"Lorena, did you see my–oh my God!" With her eyes sharply opened in shock, Petra covered her mouth.

Pulling away instantly, they both yearn for the bedsheet to cover their nudes.

Tuckling a strand of hair behind her ear, Lorena panicked, "P...Petra is not what you actually think, okay?"

"Oh please keep it! I just caught you in the very act of adultery and you're denying?" Turning towards the man, she whined, "Mr Lance, how could you do this great wickedness?"

"Ma'am, please understand, madame Lorena persuaded me to sleep with her. I swear, this wasn't my own intentions."

Rubbing his hands for mercy, he added, "Madame Petra, please don't tell my boss about this or else I'll be doomed."

Hiding her face in shame, Lorena held the sheets firmly on her chest and bit her lower lip.

"How–why did–after the love and care Grayson has shown you, Lorena. I tolorate you because I wanted peace to reign in this family and you–" Whining in frustration, Petra dashed out annoyingly.

Getting down from the bed, he quickly took his clothes and began to wear them.

"Where are you going? We are not done yet."

Rolling his eyes at her, "Why don't you dip a spade into that smelling thing you address as hole." Buttoning his sleeves, "Am out of here. If I lose my job, I swear, I won't forgive you, Lorena."

Picking up her undies, she chuckled while putting them on, "I have zero idea why she came home at this hour."

"Didn't you say, she's never gonna show up at this time?" He gritted his teeths.

"Of course yes, but am shocked at her presence so soon. And that stupid girl Grace–" Gritting her teeths with fierceness, "After giving her huge amount of money to secure the door, she allowed that bitch barge into the middle of my make-out session."

Looking at him, she winked seductively, "What if Petra keeps this as a secret and refuse to tell my husband, aren't we gonna continue from were we stopped tomorrow?"

Running his eyes at her, he choked her neck. Causing her to pound in fear of death, "Now you listen to me, daughter of a mistress. After today, there'll be no us, no sex, no you, no me."

Pushing her away, she fell helplessly on the king-size bed. Coughing vigorously, she touched her neck.

"Get lost for life and take your saggy boobs out of my sight. I never enjoyed having sex with you because your erotic tastes are too sour. You're never better than my lovely wife Cherry."

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"Honey?"

Petra got startled by his unexpected voice. Rubbing her eyes, she wedged her head with her rested elbow, "Hmm."

Ejecting his legs from the slippers, "What were you busy staring at beneath the ceiling?" He chuckled while laying down beside her.

"Nothing my love," Snuggling closer, she placed her head on his chest. Taking a deep breath, "Mhmm, you almost took the whole day keeping me waiting."

Softly playing with her hair, he smiled, "I was on the phone with Collins. I thought you overheard me?"

"Anyway nevermind. What did he say?"

"Uhh, just some manly conversations." Grabbing his phone from the cupboard beside the bed, he scrolled the screen and started typing something.

Beep beep! Petra groaned lazily, "What was that at this hour?" Reaching for the phone, she narrowed her eyes a bit to read the notification message.

After some few seconds, she gasped, "Oh my, this is so huge, who sent–hang on a sec," Looking at Grayson who was grinning at her, "Babe, how did you got my account details and why did you strive such a heavy amount into my account?"

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