To His Day and his Next Morning

Sean's eyes took in the alluring bodies of the three women. They stood just a few feet from his side. A desire, a hunger rose within him. His primal urge to procreate rearing it's head. His heart was beating fast, pumping blood to the necessary body parts. Having restricted himself from sex for over a month and with Chloe adding to it, Sean just couldn't help feeling that way.

The Italian woman had a more average build with rounder arms and thighs and a less toned belly. She was the plainest of the three but no less beautiful and desirable.. Her Double D-cups breasts were veiny and her nipples were thick and dark. Her black hair reached her shoulders. Her womanhood was outright devoid of any hair.

The Japanese woman had the slimmest build among the three; thin limbs, a narrow waist and the widest hips among them. She was slightly taller than Chloe with cute C-cups breasts. Those breasts had puffy nipples that were just begging for Sean to put his lips on them. But her hips were wide and her ass bubbly. Her hair was tied to a bun so Sean couldn't tell how long their actually were. Her pubic hair was completely gone, leaving behind a cute mound and slit.

The blonde woman was the tallest of the three and had a more athletic physique. Her ass cheeks were tights and her thighs were strong. Then there were her breasts. She was a woman with a fit body but her breasts were still big, the biggest of them all. A mouth-watering G-cup with large pale nipples that were paler than her skin. Sean could tell from the way their were slightly drooping that they were real.

And while the hair on her head was short, she had a full golden bush between her thighs. When Sean met Chloe, she was already shaved down there. She had never let it grow. Sean never complained as he did indeed preferred a hairless pussy. But for years, Sean had secretly desired for Chloe to grow a bush. Even just once if only to satisfy his curiosity of what a blonde bush on his ex-wife would look like. He had never told Chloe of this as it was such a minor, trivial topic. But he never gave up hope that one day she would just let her pubic hair grow.

However that hope was dashed when Magnus paid for Chloe's laser hair treatment. Sean was ever so slightly dismayed and disappointed when Chloe told him she would never get pubic hair again. But he did an excellent job at playing it cool. It was nothing to get angry about. It was in the end nothing to fret about. It was not as if either she or Magnus knew of his little desire. And it was not as if she did specifically for Magnus.

The blonde woman noticed that his eyes were honing in on her golden triangle. She smirked, triumphantly knowing he desired her the most. Her triumphant smirked widen when he got up from his chair and approached her. She turned her head to her colleagues, beaming her smirk at them. The two other women only rolled their eyes.

Sean was oblivious to whatever silent rivalry was taking place between the three women though. Rather, his eyes were focused on her golden triangle and his hand inched closer to it. When he gave the blonde woman's pubic hair a good tag, her attention was brought back from smirking at her colleagues.

The blonde woman was taller than Sean and looked down at him with intrigue. This is the first time she's ever had someone play with her pubes. A little odd in her opinion but she loved it when others wanted her. And she wasn't about to kink-shame.

Sean's seemingly odd behavior had caused a few brows to raise however. Alana and Karl weren't expecting that to be Sean's first move. But they were nonetheless pleased with how things were proceeding. In the end, Sean had proven to be just like any other man. Give him a willing pussy and he'll stick his dick in.

While the blonde woman was happy that Sean chose her first, his little toying with her hair down under had gone on long enough. She cupped his chin and pushed his head upwards to face her. "My name is a Ekaterina," she said with a Russian accent. She licked her lips, puckered them and pull him in for a kiss. Before giving him a time to process, she jammed her tongue in his mouth.

Sean... wanted this. The touch of a woman. His hands instinctively went for her breasts. The other two women started roaming their hands on him, trying to remove his clothes.

Karl and Alana watched and saw Sean seemingly melt into Ekaterina's kiss. They nodded to each other with a satisfied look on each of their eyes. But that all went away when they saw Sean break the kiss and pulled himself back and away from Ekaterina.

Sean then looked at his bosses and the women and told them all, "No."

"Excuse me?" Alana demanded.

Sean didn't answer right away. He went on and picked up the clothes of the three women and handed them back. All three looked baffled. They were clearly not expecting this and neither were Karl and Alana. "Put your clothes on, ladies. Please." He said politely.

With their clothes in hand, the three women looked to their employers, not quite sure what to do. They never thought they'd be refused.

Karl approached Sean and demanded with bemused smile, "Are you seriously going to refuse the touch of three willing women?"

Sean, with respect, stood up to his boss, "Are they willing or they just doing as you tell them? You did say that they'll do anything you tell them."

"Of course, we're willing." said the Japanese woman with only a hint of an accent. "They did not **** us to do this with you. They merely asked and we accepted." Ekaterina and the Italian woman nodded. "My name is Kikyo." She gave him a respectful bow, "It's nice to meet you, Faulkner-san." Sean didn't quite know how to respond to that so he opted to simply bow back.

"Frankly, I'm almost insulted you'd think we'd **** these women to have sex with you." Alana said, looking less than happy. But then she smiled, "Almost."

"Does she still linger in your mind, Sean? Don't tell us you still love her?" Karl asked, his bemused smile not having left his lips.

Sean immediately knew who he was referring to. Chloe still lingered in his mind because while divorced on paper, in heart and spirit, they were still married. It would have been easy to say yes then and there. But Sean had to feigned sadness and maintain the façade. He said with faked sadness, "Yes."

Karl and Alana both raised a skeptical brow. Their eyes narrowed dangerously at him. Sean guessed that they might have sensed something wasn't quite right with his answer.

Alana instructed the three women, "Ladies, please don your clothes and leave us."

The three did as told. Ekaterina and Kikyo left first. The Italian woman stayed behind a bit longer and introduced herself to Sean, "My name is Gabriella, Signore Faulkner." She offered her hand and Sean politely shook it. She then went for the door and left Sean with their bosses.

"Divorced for a little over a week. No wife at home waiting for you. And refuses the opportunity to engage in a foursome with three beautiful women." Karl pointed out. "That ex-wife of yours must have truly been something. What was her name again? Chloe, was it?"

Sean was a little shocked to know they knew Chloe's name. But then again, he worked for them. They already knew he was married and divorced so it shouldn't have been a surprise to him that they knew he is... was married to Chloe.

"That's a huge part of it. She is-was quite the woman."

Alana and Karl caught that little slip up.

"Tell us, Sean. If your ex-wife was not part of the equation, would you have taken the chance to sleep with those women?"

Sean shook his head without hesitation and said, "No." Alana and Karl looked at him, demanding an explanation. "It's best to separate business from pleasure and having office sex with a stranger doesn't sound like a good idea. Maybe if I knew and got to trust them. Maybe. But those three women were absolute strangers to me."

Alana and Karl were minorly impressed by Sean's answer and honesty. Smart and restrained, they thought, but at the same time, still willing entertain the idea of sleeping with a willing woman. For just a second in each of their minds, they both considered perhaps Sean was material for other positions. More discrete and in the dark positions. Oh well, they'll get to that if Sean can prove himself capable and willing.

But Alana and Karl weren't quite done just yet. Karl asked, "But what if it was someone you knew and trusted? What about that secretary of yours, Briana?"

"A pretty woman in my opinion," voiced Alana, "You've been working with her for the last two years, am I right, Sean? We've heard some gossip that Briana has an... infatuation with you, that she's been giving you hints ever for some time now. Hints that have only increased since your divorce. Such as wearing clothes that show off more of her cleavage. Ever had that urge to have an affair with your own secretary, Sean? It's a classic."

Sean wasn't wrong to call Briana pretty. After two years of working with Briana, Sean had developed a good sense of trust in her and even came to see her as friend. She was responsible, never been late to work even once, friendly and cooperative to all her co-workers and always treated him with respect. Sean was also not blind to the hints she was dropping.

"Briana is a great co-worker and pretty woman. But I'm not interested. I still love Chloe. I'm still not over my divorce." Again he feigned sadness.

"If you say so," Karl said in tone that hinted to Sean he wasn't fully buying it.

"No wife, no children, nothing to really hold you back. Except maybe a deeper sense of self-preservation. Are you sure you don't want to indulge yourself today, Sean? We can still call them back." Alana offered kindly.

"This isn't some form of entrapment or a set-up for future ****. You did great and you deserve some stress-relieving reward." said Karl.

"I'm sure."

"Sean, we're sure by now you are starting to develop the sense of being able to tell if someone is lying to you or not," Karl began. "We didn't reach this level of success by being stupid." Those words sounded vaguely familiar to Sean. "We've been in business for years and we can tell when someone is faking their emotions or when someone is not telling the whole truth."

Alana continued for him with a short laugh, "We also have the resources to find out. You seem to still love your ex-wife and we believe that. But you fake your emotions when you bring up your divorce. You pretend to be sad but really you're not."

Sean frowned but kept his voice calm, "What does it matter to you anyway? What business is it of yours if I am married or not or my feelings regarding it?"

"We don't give a damn about your marital life or lack thereof." Alana said quite bluntly, dismissively and uncaring. "The marital issues of the common ordinary employee is of no consequence to us. That includes the marital issues of someone who is about to become a Regional Manager. The reason for the divorce is moot. All that matters to us is how well our employee can still perform despite that."

"But Sean, we are about to put you on a higher position with more responsibilities and accountabilities." Karl said with a sinister smile. "What we care about-"

"-is honesty." Alana finished. Her dark eyes looking quite dangerous. "Sean, do you know why you're getting this promotion? Your predecessor did things that we really, really didn't not like or approve of."

"He thought he could go on without us noticing. He thought he was smart and careful. He wasn't and that was his mistake. So we... reassigned him to a more suitable location where he can never lie to us or anyone ever again."

"He will be miss by certain people but we've made it so no one goes looking for him or trying to contact him ever again." Alana said nonchalantly.

Sean felt a powerful chill go up his spine. He wasn't an idiot. He knew a euphemism for **** when he heard it. These two were dangerous. If he wasn't careful, he'd walk into their minefield and one wrong step could get himself killed.

Alana continued, "We're promoting you because you have proven yourself capable. We need capable individuals such as yourself. Now you best prove yourself trustworthy as well."

"Bad news is fine. We can't have it all good all the time. But a lie is something we won't suffer especially from someone we put into such a position. It would be a real damn shame if we had to reassign you too. So tell us the truth, Sean. What exactly is going on with you and your ex-wife that prevents you from having a little fun."

Sean's feelings went from intimidated to fear. But he would not give them the satisfaction of showing it to them. He steeled himself and his mind began to quickly race as he asked himself a question. What exactly was stopping him from just telling them the truth?

The lawyer who is safeguarding Magnus's inheritance money, Helena Davis, did not ultimately care if Magnus was marrying for love or not. The wedding would be a sham and would end as soon as Magnus gets his money. There was really nothing stopping him from just telling them the truth. Sean could just tell them and be done with it. However Sean did not want to give them satisfaction of thinking they've cowed him.

He said calmly yet strongly to them, "Whatever is going on between me and my ex-wife is my business. Not yours, mine. It has nothing to do with my work. You've seen that clear as day. I don't need to tell you what's going on to prove myself trustworthy.

You want me to be honest with you? I can do that. You want me to do a good job? I will do that. You can count on me to do what my job requires of me. I won't do anything you would not like or approve of.

But if you insist in trying to pry into my marital life, then I will have to insist in telling you both nothing. And if you both do not like that, then I will simply have to respectfully decline your promotion. You will have to go and look for someone else."

"Well that settles that then." Again Karl and Alana narrowed their eyes dangerously at Sean before they looking at each other. They nodded once, having come to silently agree on something, before looking back at Sean.

Karl pulled out his phone. "Hello," he said to the person on the other end, "Mr. Faulkner had shown a lack of cooperation and didn't take it... yes... proceed with Plan B." then he hang up his phone.

Sean mentally gulped at hearing the words 'Plan B'.

"Consider your job interview over, Mr. Faulkner." Alana said

Sean restrained himself from letting out a breath. This was it then. He was getting fired or God forbid, reassigned as they put it. But what happened next was an utter shock to Sean.

Karl and Alana started clapping. Not too fast, not too slow. But it wasn't insulting or sarcastic either. It sounded genuine and was backed up by what they said next.

"Quite impressive, Mr. Faulkner. You have a headstrong attitude. You kept yourself cool under pressure. You stood up to us and told us things we did not want to hear despite knowing it won't end well for you. All the while keeping yourself respectful. Just the right qualities we are looking for."

"Wait? What?" Sean muttered.

"We could use a man like you. You have the job, Mr. Faulkner. We're looking at our new Regional Manager."

Sean was speechless. This was all some kind of test? "I... wait, what's Plan B?" Sean asked, still a little worried.

"Calm down, Sean," Alana said soothingly, "we're not going to do anything to you... yet. Just wait here and do not leave until someone you know comes in and tells you to get out." She ordered calmly.

"Again, congratulations on your promotion, Mr. Faulkner." Karl said and tapped Sean's shoulder. "We'll see, won't we, if you can live up to your words." He said with a mixture of hopeful optimism and a threat.

"Yes, congratulations on your promotion. We are expecting many things from you, Sean." said Alana with a smile and kissed him on the cheek. "We hope you do not disappoint." Again the underlying threat was not miss.

"You have four weeks to settle your affairs and train your replacement. After that, your real work begins."

They headed for the door and Karl turned to him before leaving with Alana, "Finish up your steak, Sean. You deserve it."

Sean took his seat. He was about to resume eating when he heard the door open again and heard Karl's voice.

"Oh and Sean, I don't think I need to tell you this but best to be clear on the matter. Please do bear in mind that everything that was said and done here is purely confidential. If you prove yourself someone who can be discrete and secretive, we may find other uses for you as well." Karl sounded kind but Sean knew better.

Sean then took the deepest breath of his life followed by the longest exhale. He started laughing. It went on for minutes before he started to cry. But Sean did not feel his eyes water or the tears that were rolling down his face. Happiness, pride, relief, fear and anxiety filled and mixed within him.

This was a job interview. One big job interview. He remembered the first ever one he ever had, of how nervous he was, of how sweaty his palms were. But that was a cake-walk compared to how harrowing this was. A promotion to Regional Manager. He never dreamed he'd ever rise to that level. Sure, there was added pressure to it. He thought of Alana and Karl and everything they told him. So yes, a fuck ton of added pressure indeed. More accountability, more operations to oversee, more people to manage. Perhaps more hours when necessary.

The whole thing was just so immensely stressing. That stress would manifested itself as an intense hunger.

He resumed consuming the steak and wine prepared for him even though he was still in a mix of laughing and crying. And boy, after everything had happened, it was nothing short of amazing and calming. He allowed himself to relax as he got into his meal. It was the best tasting steak and best tasting wine Sean has ever had in his life. They never tasted so good. But even when his plate was clean and when the wine bottle was half-empty, he still felt hungry.

He just sat there, periodically sipping wine and waiting for someone to come get him as per Alana and Karl's orders. And after two hours, someone did.

"Mr. Faulkner!" It was Briana and she had a huge smile on her face.

Briana grabbed him by his hand and pulled him off the chair. Briana didn't feel him resist her pull and concluded he was allowing her to guide him to wherever she was taking him. It works for her and gave her the opportunity to hold his hand.

Briana had brought him to the employee office area. Sean not only found all his employees gathered there but his bosses and Ekaterina as well. And they all greeted him by shouting out loud "CONGRATULATIONS!" There was banner hanged on the ceiling that said the same thing. Claps and cheers quickly followed as well as bang of confetti cannons fired by Karl, Alana and Ekaterina.

Sean felt a pair of lips touch his face. Briana had kissed him on his cheek. "Congratulations, Mr. Faulkner." Before he could react, he was suddenly assaulted by his employees who all happily patted him on the back or shoulders and offered more congratulations. Sean wasn't the perfect boss. But he was fair and rather likable for the most part. He had his moments where he gave an employee a good yelling at. But it was always warranted.

Sean caught sight of Kikyo and Gabrielle. They were leading several waiters in readying what Sean knew would be their meal. Kikyo had prepared the same steak he had earlier while Gabriella had wine ready. Of course, she was instructed to only serve enough and not too much.

This is Karl and Alana's Plan B. Give Sean a bigger celebration, a party he could enjoy with those under him. The food and drinks were all courtesy of Alana and Karl. Furthermore, they pretty much gave everyone the rest of the day off as well as the whole day off the next day. Alana and Karl had also provided them with some fun activities with cash prices. Needless to say, it had made a lot of them very joyous.

They urged Sean on for a speech. Sean revealed to them that he would be there for four more weeks. He thanked them for their hard work and, more jokingly, for putting up with him for that long. There were those who gave a speech of their own. Both to congratulate Sean and to roast him for some innocent laughs.

The party continued well after sunset and into the night. Soon Sean's employees and bosses all left one-by-one -- each congratulating him one last time -- until only he was seemingly left. Karl and Alana had assigned different janitors to clean up the mess from the party and assigned different security guards to watch over the building until the day after tomorrow.

With things quieting down, Sean felt a little melancholy. He checked his watch and it was midnight. He felt tired but strangely he didn't feel like going home just yet. With no reason or purpose, he roamed around the place where he had worked for the past few years. It did however make him tired.

Sean went to the employee's lounge so he could take a seat on the large couch there. It was comfiest chair in the whole building and a lot of employees would spend fifteen minutes napping on it. Sean never did. But now Sean felt he more than deserved some rest. It was long day in its own way.

Inside the employee's lounge, however, he found Briana. Her blazer was off, leaving only her white sleeveless blouse and her working skirt. She sat cross-legged on the couch he wanted to lay down on.

"Briana, you're still here?" Sean said as he walked over to the couch. He was a little surprise to still see her. He had thought she had gone home already.

"I was waiting for you." She said and a smile grew on her face when he sat on the couch with her.

"You do realize there was a chance I would not have come here. You would have wasted your time." He said with a shrug.

"Perhaps," Briana said as she placed a hand on Sean's shoulder, "but I wanted to give you my own personal congratulations. I figured it would be worth it."

Sean looked at Briana. She was very pleasant to the eyes. She had black hair and it reached down to her waist. She was slim and busty. Her blouse's top buttons were open, showing to him a good amount of her cleavage.

"Personal congratulations, huh? How's that?" Sean asked a little teasingly.

"Like this." Briana took Sean's face in her hands. Briana's eyes brightened when he didn't pull away. Maybe it was wrong for her to have been interested in a married man. But he wasn't married anymore and she assumed -- correctly at that -- that Sean hasn't had sex in a while. Briana didn't know what went on with Sean's marriage. But she didn't care. Sean was a wonderful man and his ex-wife had her chance. Now it was her turn.

Briana kissed him and went she felt him kiss back, her heart fluttered in joy. She felt his hands on her shoulders and took it as good progress. But to her shock and disappointment, Sean pulled her away.

"No," he said.

"I'm sorry. I'm rushing it, aren't I? Figure you might be the first date before kissing type." Briana said with a bright smile.

"No, it's not that. You're beautiful, Briana, and right now, I want you. I want to fuck you on this couch and fuck your brains out."

"Then let's do it." Briana said eagerly, "I want you too, Sean. I've wanted you for some time now."

Sean felt joy rise inside him. It felt good to be wanted. "You want me, is that it?"

Briana smiled at him and it was wonderful. She said, "Why wouldn't I want you? You're a great guy. You work hard. You're a kind person. You've kept yourself healthy. You nailed your job interview with... those two." Even she was aware of the reputations of Karl and Alana. "Everyone here respects you at least for being a fair boss. I like you, Sean. I don't know what it was that caused your wife to leave you but if you give me the chance, I swear to you that I will make you happy."

"You have no idea how flattering that all is coming from you." Sean said thankful.

"It's not flattery. It's the truth."

"Truth... one thing I didn't tell Mr. Vonvogel and Ms. De la Pluma is the truth of my divorce." He looked at her very seriously. "I don't know if it is the wine playing with my head or if I just don't give a damn or if it is because I trust you, Briana, but I feel like telling you a secret. A very big secret. You've never lied to me, Briana. It's only fair that I tell you the truth. Then you tell me if you still want me."

Briana's lips remained shut but after a few seconds, she gave a sharp nod of her head.

Sean then revealed to Briana everything. How it started with Magnus needing to burrow Chloe to Sean discovering his fetish to Magnus needing to marry Chloe and their divorce.

"And there you have it. That's the story." Sean said. Briana had remained quiet throughout his entire story. "So what do you think, Briana? Am I still the desirable man you think I am or do you think I'm a weak man for having allowed his wife and his best friend to fall in love and marry?"

Briana's answer was to kiss him again. "My opinions of you haven't changed, Sean. This isn't the old days anymore. I think it's sweet. You allowing your wife and best friend to fall in love, get married and have a baby together. It takes a truly secure man to let that happen. Someone who is sure of himself. If anything it makes me want you even more. But I get it. Your divorce is on paper only and you still very much love your wife."

"Thanks for understanding, Briana."

Briana kissed him on the cheek, "Oh I'm still interested in you, Mr. Faulkner." She giggled. "So if you ever change your mind and I am still single," she winked at him, "just call me up."

She buttoned up her blouse and put on her blazer, "Good night, Mr. Faulkner." She made for the door out of the lounge.

"Briana, " she stopped when Sean called her, "I'm going to need a secretary. I think I'm going keep you under my direct employ." Sean smiled at her and she smiled back. Then she left him alone.

Sean then collapse on the couch and sighed. Before long, he had dozed off. The last thought he had before he finally went to sleep was perhaps he should have slept with Briana or any of those three women.

At around 3 am, the replacement janitors found Sean sleeping on the couch with a well-earned smile on his face. The Employee's Lounge was the last place for them to clean but with Sean sleeping, they had to clean quietly. Not long after they got started, they heard a phone ringing in the lounge. It was coming from Sean. The man must be so tired from everything that's went on that he couldn't be woken up even after three calls.

One of the two then carefully pulled out Sean's cellphone from his pocket just as the third call had ended.

"Hey Phil, take a look at this," One of the Janitors said to his fellow janitor. "Mr. Faulkner has gotten three missed calls from some woman named Chloe."

"Wait a minute, Fred. I overheard from a few of the people working here that Chloe is the name of his ex-wife?" asked Phil while pointing at Sean's phone. "What the hell is she doing calling him repeatedly at 3 in the morning?"

"Doesn't matter. She's bothering her ex while he's taking a well deserved shut-eye. "

Sean's phone rang again. "Oh look, she's calling again." muttered Phil. "Too bad for you, he ain't answering." He rejected the call.

When it rang again, Phil rejected it a second time. "Can you believe this chick?" He said while his thumb pointed at the phone.

They waited for some minutes and when it became clear that there was no coming calls, they left Sean's phone by his side.

"Good night, Mr. Faulkner." Fred said, "From what I've heard, a lot of people here are going to miss you when you're gone."

"Yeah, they said you were a good boss." said Phil, "Come on, let's finish up and we can finally go home."

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Sean let out a breath. He so didn't want to deal with this right now. But he had a feeling it was better off done now then later. "You really want to know?"

Chloe answered back quickly, "Yes."

"Allright. Take a seat because this one is a long one."

She finger-combed her long hair over her chest and took a seat next to him, "I'm all ears."

Sean sighed and recalled the events that transpired the previous day. Even though he was tired and his mind had mostly sobered up from all the wine, he could remember everything that happened as though it happened only minutes ago. Sean would tell Chloe everything but he wouldn't tell her word for word.

Every time Chloe made to interrupt to react or ask a question, Sean would semi-harshly shush her up and on one occasion, clump his hand on her mouth.

First he told her that for the past several weeks, his workload had increased and had gotten hard. Apparently, it was some test he was unknowingly undergoing.

Then he told her about his meeting Karl, Alana, Ekaterina, Kikyo and Gabriella. He had gotten promoted and turned down their offer of sex with the three women. Then he was interviewed by Karl and Alana before his promotion was confirmed.

He didn't tell her though about his secret desire to see her grow her bush.

He got to the part where they had arranged a party to celebrate his promotion.

Sean also told her about about what happened between him and Briana before he fell asleep on the couch on the employee lounge.

But he didn't tell her about the two temporary janitors cancelling her calls because even he didn't know.

He ended his tale with him walking up and going home.

"And there you have it. That is the reason why I didn't come home last night without much notice." He said without sarcasm. "Are you happy now?"

"Yes. Do you have any idea how worried sick I was? I thought something had happened to you."

"Well I'm here now and I'm fine so put your worries away." He tried to be consoling.

"You had four women pretty much ready to fuck you and you refused."

"Of course I'd refuse."

"I'm so relieved." Chloe placed her hands over her heart.

"Relieved? Why would you feel relieved? It's only obvious I'd refuse them, I don't love them. I love you." Then his mind had an epiphany. One that was formed from what she said. "Wait. You thought I was cheating on you last night, did you?!" He half-snapped, a little hurt that she didn't trust him enough.

"It, uh, came to my mind." She looked away with regret.

Sean gazed at her disapprovingly and shaking his head, "Un-fucking-believable! I fail to tell you what's up for once and you go on and assume I cheated you. Don't you trust me?" He said appalled by her apparent lack of it.

"Sean, of course I trust you. Right now you've just proven that I was right to trust you, that my mind was wacked for even entertaining the idea that you were cheating on me. Yes, the thought came to my mind but I didn't go assuming that that was in fact what you did. It wasn't even the first thing I considered.

You have never failed to tell me where you were or what you were up to. When you had to stay at work longer than expected you always called or messaged me. I really thought something bad happened to you. That scared me. I didn't want to be told by some cop that you had an accident or were found dead somewhere."

Sean sighed, seeing the sorrowful look on his ex-wife's face. "I was just so caught up yesterday. I'm still trying to process it myself, you know." He held her hand and they gave each other a look of understanding before smiling. No apologies would be said about this but both agreed to put this aside.

"So my husband is now a Regional Manager." She said proudly.

"Ex-husband mind you," he corrected with a tired yet teasing smile, "Don't expect any alimony from me."

That made Chloe giggle and she jokingly punched him on the arm, "I do believe I should congratulate you. My man deserves some sex after all the trouble he's been through. I'll go grab a condom."

"Actually I'm going to have to pass on that." He said as he covered his yawning mouth. "I'm beat and I need to hit the hay some more."

"You slept at work."

"Yeah like for a few hours. I need more. I'm going to take a bath and sleep for the rest of the day."

Chloe smiled warmly at her husband. Yes, now she can see clearly that he was tired. Chloe kissed him square on the lips and made it last. This was the man she first married and after everything he had told her, she knew that she truly was the lucky one.

"You go get some shut eye now. You deserve some rest." She kissed him again. She took his used plate with the intention to clean it for her husband. "Oh and Sean," said Chloe

"What is it?"

"I don't think you should take Briana with you as your secretary. I don't like her."

"Briana is good at what she does. She's reliable and I trust her."

"I'm not saying she's unqualified. I'm saying I don't want you working with a woman who wants to fuck you. It could be... disruptive to your job."

Sean narrowed his eyes. "Chloe," he took the plate from his ex-wife. He grabbed her wrist hard and pulled her along to the living room couch, "if I wanted to fuck Briana, I would have done it this morning."

"Sean!" She yelped before her ex-husband sort of threw her on the couch.

"Don't tell me who should and should not with." He grabbed her waist and turned her around so that her ass was pointing to him. He pushed up her shirt a little and found to his delight that she was not wearing any panties. He slapped her ass, "You (SLAP) do not (SLAP) tell me (SLAP) who (SLAP) I should (SLAP) and should not (SLAP) work with (SLAP)!"

"Oh God!" Chloe moaned.

Sean dropped his pants and lined up his hard member to her pussy lips.

"Sean, wait. You need to wear a condom." Chloe pleaded. "I can't risk getting pregnant with your baby."

But Sean ignored her, "It's a small risk." He inserted the head in. "But if you don't want me eyeing Briana or other women, then perhaps you need to satisfied my needs." He plunged his cock deep in her, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

"Oh shit!" The both of them murmured.

Sean felt pleased. Despite the size difference between him and Magnus, Chloe's pussy didn't feel any less tight.

"Hypocrite." Chloe said back. "You withheld sex from me for a month. I never threatened to cheat on you."

"True enough but I never doubted you. I knew you would never have sex with anyone else without my knowing and consent." He slapped her ass again.

He started to fuck her. It was so good to finally be back inside his ex-wife's pussy. He missed her warmth, her wetness, her tightness. Sean hadn't had the many partners compared to Chloe and Magnus and even though he was plowing Chloe's pussy, Sean's mind was entertaining the idea of how the pussy Briana and those three women would feel like.

Those thoughts served to rile him up and he fucked Chloe harder.

"Oh Sean, please. Don't cum inside me. I want to have Magnus's baby first. I want my first baby to be Magnus's."

Hearing that made Sean jealous but it was a jealousy that he lived for. It drove him to fuck her more. Sean, for the first time ever, grabbed Chloe's beautiful hair and forcefully pulled it back.

Chloe whimpered in a combination of pain and pleasure.

"You like it when I pull your hair, don't you, you little skank?" Sean said teasingly.

Chloe was a little surprised to hear him say that, "What did you call me?"

Sean's response was to pull on her hair again, "I said you like it when I pull your hair, you little skank." He felt her tighten around his cock. She was cumming. She let out a loud scream as she tensed up.

Chloe partly lost the strength in her arms and with Sean hammering at her cunt from behind, she fell to the couch.

"I'm going to cum." Sean announced. "Where do you want me to cum, Chloe?"

"Outside. Outside please. It's a small risk, I know. But I can't take that risk. Sean, please. Not inside." But Chloe just felt him fuck her even harder and faster.

"I'm cumming, Chloe! I'm going to cum!"

Chloe, at this point, wasn't going to object anymore. But then she felt him pull out. She heard him groan in pleasure before feeling a familiar warm and wet feeling on her butt cheeks and lower back.

Sean had came outside, stroking and squeezing out as much cum as he could out of his dick and onto Chloe's posterior. His head was thrown back and his face euphoric while trying to catch his breath. But he soon heard Chloe's voice call him, "Sean." He opened his eyes and saw her resting on the couch.

Chloe smiled at her husband. She seemed satisfied and relieved. "Thank you."

Sean knew what she was referring to. He leaned down and kissed her. "It's a small chance at this point. But yeah, I'd rather not go through nine months wondering whose DNA is growing inside you." He pulled up his underwear and pants.

He sat next to her and pulled her into his arms. "Besides I think it's amazing you're going to be the mother of Magnus's first baby. I can't wait for you to start throwing up in the morning." The two shared a laugh.

Chloe touched her ex-husband's cheek amorously, "Congratulations on your promotion, Mr. Regional Manager." Sean held her hand and allowed himself to start resting.

They stayed like that and talked about trivial before ultimately Sean finally fell asleep. Chloe smiled at the peaceful, sleeping form of her ex-husband.

Soon Chloe heard Magnus walking over. Chloe carefully wriggled her away out of Sean's arms. She and Magnus then greeted each other a good morning with a kiss.

"What happened here?" Magnus asked after the kiss. "Why's Sean still in his business suit?"

"Something good but I'll let Sean tell you himself. For now, let's let him sleep. He has earned a rest." She gently took hold of Magnus's arm. "Come on, let's have breakfast. I'm hungry."