EnDeared

Monday came, and Daisy returned to work. After two days spent half-naked, Daisy felt confined by the fabric encircling her body. Her breasts and belly, in particular, felt stifled, and her confinement only made her think more fondly of the time she spent with Dylan over the weekend. She woke after having dreamed of him and came to work horny. Even after a cold morning shower, she was moist by the time she arrived at work, and her swollen nipples drew attention the attention of her coworkers.

Her panties were moistened, too, by the time she arrived at work, and she could just barely make it to midday before she sent Dylan a text. She asked to meet him after work and smiled to see his immediate response, which was a winking smiley-face and a photo of his thick cock. Daisy sent him a picture back, one of her from above, tugging her blouse down enough to show off her hidden cleavage, and then she tucked her phone away and tried to focus.

It was impossible for her to focus, though, because she needed to be fucked. It hadn’t even been a full day since she had last seen Dylan, but the wait was already too long. Memories of him filled her just as he had filled her before, promising her pleasure which only Dylan could give. The image of his cock was burned into her brain and, moaning, she touched herself at work to sample her own arousal. Her panties were beyond moist now, and she was almost worried about the fluid loss.

Her fight with William had never found a resolution. She wondered if it ever would. At that point, it felt to her like there was no true solution to the problem. Her love for William had been fading since he cheated on her, and Dylan had only made that more apparent. Her youngest daughter, Autumn, was getting old enough that she would be looking to move out soon. After that, Daisy didn’t know. Dylan had very clearly taken her from William, plain and simple, and she didn’t know how long she could pretend at marriage.

Work dragged, and Daisy began to daydream. She thought about Summer and Dylan, and she looked for times when she could have snuck around and submitted to Dylan even back then. It would have been unthinkable at the time, but reflecting on her conversation with Summer on the phone, Daisy really had changed her mind. She wished that Summer had chosen him. She didn’t know how it would have changed her own relationship with Dylan, but she did know how it would have changed Summer’s life, and that would have been worth it.

By the time work was over, Daisy was desperate. She sped through town and parked at the back of the grocery store where her many trysts with Dylan always started. A few minutes later, Dylan pulled up beside her, his dusty old car rumbling as it came to a stop. She greeted him at his door with a smile and a hug. They kissed afterward, and he held her by the ass while staring down her body. It had been some time since he’s seen her so covered, and it made him smile.

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