Waiting for Mara to get home.

When Mara unlocked the door to her apartment, Hugh was already inside pacing a hole in the carpet.

“What are you doing here?” Mara asked turning her nose up at her former boyfriend.

“Oh God! There you are. I’ve been worried sick,” Hugh exclaimed rushing over to her and hugging her tight.

“What do you care? We broke up already,” Mara said defensively as she shrugged herself out of Hugh’s embrace.

“Break up? Don’t be silly baby. We had a little argument is all,” Hugh said looking genuinely amused.

Mara felt a pit forming in her stomach. They weren’t officially broken up so that made what she’d just done with Kevin… She didn’t want to think about it. It was Hugh’s fault. He’d driven her to do this.

“Then why did you storm out?”

“Storm out?” Hugh laughed. “I had to return to work. We had a huge deadline coming. You know this.”

“Oh! So you really did go back to your whore Elaine,” Mara flashed in anger. She’d been justified in letting Kevin fuck her after all!

“Elaine is the section head in charge of all the departments that have been working together. I’ve told you this already. You met her at the Christmas party last year. She was the older lady with the moon boot.”

“Mmm,” Mara hummed. That wasn’t the woman Mara was picturing as Elaine.

“And I know you don’t like me working for her so now that the project is officially wrapped up, I’ve asked to be reassigned to another team so we don’t have this issue in the future.” It wasn’t where Hugh would have picked to work for himself. The new team would be a lot less prestigious and may hurt his chances of promotion in the future but if it would make Mara happy then he’d do anything. “And to make sure there’s no hard feelings between us, I stopped by the store on the way home and got you this.”

Reaching back over the settee, Hugh lifted up a distinctive orange-coloured shopping tote bag.

“What is it?” Mara asked reading the bolding letter; Louis Vuitton. Her opinion on Hugh mellowing.

“Go on and open it,” Hugh offered as he gave Mara the gift.

Inside the bag, Mara could see a calico dustbag that she was almost certain protected an LV handbag. It wasn’t a Hermes like she really wanted but it would do. Placing the gift down on the occasional table in front of the sofa, Mara first made sure to snap a dozen pics of the gift bag from all different angles. If she was being given a handbag like this, she wanted to make sure all her friends knew about it. Drawing out the protective inner item, Mara carefully undid the drawstrings and then eagerly reached inside. From its shielding case, Mara pulled out the rawhide handles to reveal a gorgeous leather shoulder bag in a double brown checkerboard pattern.

“Do you like it?” Hugh asked expectantly.

“Oh, Hugh! I love it,” Mara gasped, making sure to take another dozen or more photos before she rushed over to give Hugh a massive hug and a deep kiss on the lips. They’d both made mistakes and he was entirely forgiven.

She could feel Hugh getting aroused from her body rubbing up against his and the way she was kissing him. His breath started to become thunderous in her ear as Hugh started to kiss his way down the side of Mara’s neck. She even allowed Hugh to lift her off her feet a little as he grabbed her arse, pressing himself against her all the harder.

“Can we?” Hugh asked as he took half a step backwards towards the bedroom.

Mara twisted Hugh’s body around so she could look over his shoulder at her new LV bag for just a little bit longer before saying, “Alright.”

Inside the bedroom, Hugh started by lifting Mara’s hoodie over her head. It felt good to get that off. It had been far too warm for it inside the apartment as well as the back of Kevin’s car. Her sports bra soon followed as Hugh sucked hungrily at Mara’s tits. That was one thing Hugh did much better than Kevin had before, give her nipples the proper attention they craved. They inched back closer to the bed as Hugh sucked and showered Mara’s chest and torso with affection, slowly discarding all of his own clothing. When the edge of the mattress was back against her calves, Mara toppled over and scurried back up the bed so that her head rested against the pillow. Hugh climbed on straight after her.

“Let me eat you,” Hugh said huskily as he pulled off Mara’s track bottoms just like Kevin had, panties and pants in one.

“No!” Mara almost screamed suddenly but kept it to a not-too-suspicious shout. Kevin had cum in her before. She couldn’t allow Hugh to discover that. “I’m too horny already.”

Too eager to notice a thing, Hugh took his place between Mara’s thighs and slid his cock easily into her prefilled pussy. “You weren’t kidding baby. You’re so wet already,” Hugh commented at discovering Mara’s syrupy cunny.

And that was it for Mara’s real sexual satisfaction that night. After Kevin’s larger cock and more robust fucking previously, Hugh felt a trifle dull in comparison. She lay back as Hugh did his darnedest on top of her, staring at the ceiling and zoning out for the next 7 to ten minutes. She only came in the end by rubbing her clit to get herself, not thanks to Hugh’s doing.

Still, Hugh was deeply satisfied when he collapsed onto the bed beside Mara, his own contribution now trickling out onto the covers beneath Mara’s perineum.

“That was incredible,” Hugh cooed scooping Mara up into a little spoon.

“Thank you, sweetie,” Mara offered, her faint jeer blocked from Hugh's line of site.

It didn’t take long until Mara could hear Hugh’s faint snores behind her and she could get herself up and cleaned off. The toilet bowl became the final resting place of Hugh and Kevin’s creampies as she took a long-needed pee. She would write today off a small hiccup and begin a new tomorrow as Hugh’s faithful and loving girlfriend.