Chapter 22: Morning Aftermath

Edward woke up slowly, the morning light filtering through the curtains. Elena was still asleep beside him, completely naked. The sheet had slipped down to her waist, exposing the soft curve of her breasts and the smooth skin of her stomach. She looked peaceful, beautiful — the same woman he had married years ago.

But instead of warmth, a sharp pang of guilt hit him.

His mind immediately flashed back to yesterday morning. Ana. Naked. Smiling up at him as she rubbed her ass against his cock before riding him hard in that cheap motel bed. The way she had moaned "I love you" while he was buried deep inside her. The way he had come inside her without a second thought.

He had cheated. Not once, but twice now. With the same young university girl.

Edward stared at the ceiling, his chest tightening. Elena was right here — loyal, beautiful, and clearly trying to reconnect after their nice weekend together. And what had he done? He had spent Sunday morning fucking another woman while Elena slept alone at home.

The guilt was heavy, but so was the memory of how good it had felt. How eager Ana had been. How different it was from the familiar, almost routine sex he had with Elena last night.

He quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake her, and went to the bathroom. He needed to clear his head.

In the same bed, Elena was deep in a dream.

She was back on that dark road, kneeling in front of the police officer. But this time there was no hesitation. The officer had her bent over the hood of his patrol car, her red dress hiked up around her waist. He was fucking her hard from behind, his thick cock stretching her pussy with every powerful thrust.

"Fuck… you're so tight," the officer growled in her dream, one hand gripping her hip while the other pulled her hair. Elena moaned loudly, pushing back against him, completely lost in the sensation. In the dream, Caleb was watching from the police van, his face pressed against the glass, but she didn't care. She only cared about the cock pounding into her.

The officer slapped her ass hard, making her cry out in pleasure. He fucked her faster, deeper, his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. Elena's legs trembled. She was so close.

Then he buried himself to the hilt and came hard inside her, flooding her pussy with thick, hot cum. The feeling of being filled pushed her over the edge. Elena came violently in the dream, her pussy clenching around his cock as waves of pleasure crashed through her body.

Her eyes flew open.

She was back in her bedroom, breathing heavily, her pussy soaked and throbbing. Edward was already out of bed. She could hear the shower running.

Elena bit her lip. The dream had left her desperately horny. Her hand slid between her legs almost on instinct. She rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles, remembering the way the officer had used her in the dream. A soft moan escaped her lips.

But then reality hit. She glanced at the clock.

Shit. I'm getting late for work.

She forced herself to stop, even though her body was screaming for release. She got up quickly, showered, and got dressed for the day — a professional white blouse and grey skirt, though she chose a slightly tighter fit than usual.

When she came out, Edward was already dressed and waiting for her in the kitchen.

"Thank you for yesterday, Edward," she said with a soft smile. "It was really amazing."

Edward returned the smile, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I enjoyed it as well. Let's go… we don't want to get late."

They left the house together and went their separate ways — Edward to the hospital, Elena to the university.

As soon as Elena stepped onto campus, the image of Caleb flashed in her mind. She stopped walking for a second.

Oh no… I completely forgot about him.

She hadn't called him. Hadn't checked on him the entire Sunday while she was with Edward. Guilt twisted in her stomach, but it was mixed with something else — the memory of how close they had come in the car before the police showed up.

She went straight to his office and knocked softly.

"Come in."

Caleb was sitting at his desk. When he saw her, his expression shifted — disappointment, hurt, and exhaustion all at once. He looked like he hadn't slept well.

"Caleb… I'm so sorry I didn't call," Elena said quickly, closing the door behind her. "My husband was with me all day on Sunday. I couldn't find a moment."

Caleb gave a tired smile. "It's okay, Elena. I understand. Don't worry about it."

"But what happened after I left?" she asked, stepping closer. "Did he lock you up?"

Caleb's mind flashed back to that humiliating night.

After Elena had left in the cab, the officer had slammed Caleb's head against the side of the van. "Couldn't you keep your mouth shut? I was this close to fucking her… You fucking piece of shit. Are you also married? Cheating on your wife or girlfriend? Well, anyway… she gave one hell of a blowjob though. Haha… did you like the show I showed you? Loser."

Caleb had sat there in silence, forced to listen to every degrading word while the officer laughed at him.

He looked at Elena now and forced another smile.

"Haha, don't worry. He let me go after some time you left."

Elena let out a breath of relief. "Oh, glad to hear that."

But she could see it in his eyes — he was still sad. Hurt. The disappointment was clear.

She felt bad. Really bad.

Without thinking too much, Elena removed her coat and hung it on the chair. She stepped closer to Caleb, pulled him gently toward her, and reached down to start unbuttoning his pants.

End of Chapter 22

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