Gabriel
The tech CEO, the family man, the depraved man...
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The sun had just set over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow through the floor to ceiling glass windows of Gabriel's office. His eyes were closed, hand's on his assistant Emily's shoulders as he pounded into her from behind.
Fuck... ...He groaned loudly. Not his assistant's name, not his wife's name, but . The one thing he wants but can't have. He groans loudly as he finally finishes, filling the condom as he gave stuttering thrusts, prolonging his pleasure. Pulling out, he watched as his assistant sank to the floor, thighs shaking and glistening in her juices. Tying off the condom, he tossed before composing himself Grabbing his jacket, he left his assistant with a cool,
Have a good night, before heading out the door to his luxury sports car. The ride home was silent, mentally preparing himself for the night at home. Knowing he'll have to walk in, kiss his wife, give off the illusion that he desires the woman. Knowing that he is soon reaching his breaking point. Soon he won't be able to pretend anymore. Soon he'll go after what he truly wants, .