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Mahdy leaned back in the burgundy leather recliner starring out at the Detroit River. Belle Isle looked like a patch grass from his 30th floor office. Still pissed, he was in deep thought about his wife. The night before, she had accused him of cheating. He suddenly swirled around in his seat, now facing, her picture and, the ass of a woman that had been taunting him.
As he looked up glaring through the glass door of his office, guilt slowly leaked into his mind, fighting back the ‘what if’ syndrome, of wanting to screw Macy Towns, the firms newest temptation. Every man in the office couldn’t resist taking a peeks whenever she’d walk bye. Her perfect size six, 36C tatas and, shapely legs made all of their mouths water. Her perfectionist taste in clothes seemed to accent her beauty, especially the finishing touch she added with her shoes.
Something Mahdy had a weakness for; high heels worn by a pair of sexy legs.
It was one, of the many things that had captivated him by Tyla, his wife, when they first met. He was so spellbound by her beauty, that it took him a month to ask her out. Soon after their first date, Mahdy burned his players-card.
In three years they were married, and now, five years later, her beauty; nor sweet demeanor hadn’t faded, but for some reason they were just going through a bumpy patch sexually!
He’d been totally focused on trying to make partner and, Tyla was focus on getting her masters. Even though their busy lives had never interrupted their close communication or sex life…something had begun to lack! Tyla felt Mahdy’s sudden disinterest was another woman, while Mahdy felt; she was becoming luke warm about their marriage!
Macy turned catching Mahdy starring at her. She smiled devilishly as he then, looks down fumbling with papers on his desk.
The whole day Mahdy couldn’t get Macy’s sexy legs, out of his head. It had been three long weeks since he and Tyla had sex. The longest time ever, they’d gone without screwing!
Throughout the day, Macy had seemed to be walking by his office more than the usual. Mahdy had gotten a hard on twice, thinking about legs in those six inches, red sling backs. He imagined screwing her in the bathroom, of the office conference room. He visualized how it would be having her legs wrapped around his neck, holding her ankles, with nothing on, but those pretty red shoes!
The phone ring immediately diminishing his perverted thoughts as the familiar number displays across the caller I.D..
‘Hello,’ he answers slightly agitated.
A low sigh, whispers in the phone, ‘hey you! I was just calling to see how your day was going?’
Mahdy forces himself to speak a little nicer to his wife. He knew her to well, and by the tone of her voice, he knew, she was trying to be nice
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‘It’s going good; how bout, yours?’
‘Okay,’ she says taking a deep breath, ‘look Mahdy, I’m sorry! I mean, I’m really sorry about the things I said last night And, well, I know I’ve been a little distant!’
There was silence.
Mahdy had been looking down at her picture. His heart sunk for a moment knowing it wasn’t all her fought. He’d heard Macy laughing and without hesitation, looked up. She was standing outside his office again, talking with someone. She kept looking his way until their eyes finally met.
Tyla’s voice had faded, as Mahdy begun to undress Macy with his eyes.
‘Mahdy, are you still there?’
‘Yeah! Yeah!’ He sounded agitated again. ‘We can talk about this later, okay?’
She felt he was still upset with her and didn’t want to push the issues. ‘I am sorry and, I love you! I do trust you Mahdy! I’ll see you when you get home!”
He cleared his throat finally looking away from Macy and managed to say, ‘I love you too, baby! See you in a little bit!’
Mahdy sat the phone on the receiver. When he looked back, Macy was gone. He felt terrible!
‘What the fuk is wrong with me?’ He mumbled under his breath.
He buried his mind, into his work trying not to think about the ish he shouldn’t be.
Hours later, Mahdy glances at his watch realizing time had gotten away from him. He notices that most of the office lights were out as dusk had begun to set in over downtown Detroit. He shuts down his PC and, slid on his suit jacket grabbing up his briefcase and water bottle.
When he reaches the huge double doors of the firms lobby; noises down a dark hallway caught his attention. First, he looked around to see if someone else may have been in the office. Not noticing anything, he decides to ignore the noise and just leave, but then, he hears a faint crashing sound. Mahdy sits his things down and, slowly walk down the hall.
At the very end was the conference room. One of the doors was slightly ajar. It was dark in the big room all except for the lights glaring in from the Ambassador-bridge through the wall length windows.
He shook his head closing the door and starts back down the hall, but he hears the sound again. Mahdy walks all the way into the conference room this time; then he sees the dim light from another, smaller hallway that led to a restroom and a store-age room. As he gets closer, hearing the familiar sounds of moaning, Mahdy realizes what is going on. He couldn’t help but to peek.
It was Macy giving their boss, a mean blowjob. She was engulfing the elderly man’s entire small, pink penis. He could hardly stand as he tries not to lose his footing under the broken pieces from a coffee cup that had fallen to floor. Macy kept her balance, like a pro squatting down in front of him. Condiments from the serving cart were all over the floor, the man had knocked over; looking like he wanted to shout or faint from the oral pleasure he was receiving.
Between deep breaths she’s laugh, looking up at him wickedly. Her bare, wet breast covered; were covered in saliva and semen as her head bobbed back and forth in a rhythmic, sucking force.
Shocked by how she was foaming from the mouth, Mahdy couldn’t stop watching them. He couldn’t help to wonder how many men in the office she’d slept with, or gave head too, in the short eights weeks of being with the firm!
As Macy begin to grunt wildly attacking the elderly man’s penis, Mahdy’s excitement turns slowly to disgust. The old man is griping the serving kart, shaking as reaches his climax. The milky substance rushes from him and splashes Macy’s face, dripping down all over her, sexy red, six inch, sling back, shoes.
Mahdy was out done, as he quickly reflects back on how turned on he was earlier by her swaying pass his office in those beautiful shoes!
Macy looks up at their boss, and says, a little pissed dripping from the mouth, ‘that’s going to cost you extra for my shoes!’
Mahdy had had enough; he quietly left the office.
On his drive home he kept thinking about how he’d seriously considered screwing Macy! And, what it could have cost him; his marriage and possibly his job.
‘Damn! I would have never known she was cut like that!’ He mumbled with a smirk of discuss across his face!
He pulls up to his condo. Mahdy sits there for a moment gathering his thoughts. He didn’t want to argue with Tyla, but knew, since he was late getting home, he figured it was going to be on, again!
He goes in expecting his wife, but instead is greeted by total darkness. He knew then, she was probably upstairs fuming! He hears music playing, sighs, and heads up to their bedroom. When he opens the door, to his surprise an almost completely, butt naked Tyla was waiting for him with the smooth seductive sounds of ‘Regina Carters’ and candles lit everywhere.
Tyla sits upright on the bed, crosses her legs then holds out a glass of wine to him.
‘Thought you might like some of this?’ She smiles.
He takes the glass and swallows all of its contents. His manhood instantly rises as Mahdy eyes scan every inch of his wife’s beautiful body. Then, he notices the only thing she is wearing. He begins to laugh hysterically.
Tyla starts laughing too; thinking he’s just tickled by the little sexy thing she did for him! She holds up one foot and, begins to gently caress his bulge, ‘‘Oh’, so you like the new shoes? I bought them just for you?’
Mahdy takes her ankle, brings her foot up to his lips, and seductively kisses the six inch, sexy red, sling back!
He eases down atop of her, ‘Yes baby, I love the new shoes!’
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