Lindsey woke up early, showering and dressing before Stevie even got up. He started cooking breakfast and the scent wafted upstairs as she sat up in bed. Lindsey wasn't beside her. She ran a brush through her hair and went downstairs to see what he was cooking.

"Hey, Linds!"

"You're up early!"

"I smelled food." she said and he laughed.

"So you're hungry?" she nodded. "Good, I made you a plate. Want more eggs this morning?"

"Yes please!" Her eyes widened happily.

He happily made her some more food and placed it in front of her, leaning over her from behind

"I want you two to come into work with me this morning" he said rubbing the very small bump that was protecting their child

"Why?"

"I don't want you alone here, I think you'd like to see where I work anyway, the view is fantastic!"

"Alright! I'd like that!" She'd do anything to get out of the house, finishing her breakfast she got dressed, heading to Lindsey's car and driving to the office.

"I promise I won't get in your way" she said, walking inside hand in hand with her husband.

"You couldn't. We can't do anything fun here, you will just have to sit on the couch in my office but I can introduce you to some of my coworkers if you'd like."

"Do you think they'll like me?"

"They'll love you, just like I do" He kissed her knuckles, greeting some of his colleagues with a cheerful hello or joke among his guy friends.

"This is my wife Stephanie."

"Woah! You certainly know how to pick the gorgeous ones Lindsey!" His friend said to him, causing stevie to blush

"I'm nothing special..."

"Hey, don't put yourself down! Linds, this ones definitely a keeper!"

"Well I've been married to her for years so I would bloody hope so!" Everyone involved was laughing

"I hope you don't think me rude but are you expecting?" He asked stevie

"I am...just over nine weeks!" She beamed

"Congratulations! I asked because you're glowing like a star!" Stevie knew this guy was good with the ladies.

"Well, thank you very much."

"I gotta bounce but lovely to meet you, Stephanie." he shoot her hand and carefully brought it to his lips. Stevie lowered her lashes and Lindsey tightened his grip on her.

"You know how to pick the gorgeous ones" Lindsey mocked, walking back to his office.

"I thought it was sweet"

"He wants to sleep with you."

"Well, at least someone does" she said under her breath.

"What was that?" He asked, guiding her through the door marked with his name on a gold plaque.

"Nothing, my love." she said, pressing her body into his seductively, trying to distract his questioning.

She wasn't joking with him, they hadn't done anything in what felt like forever...well forever for them anyway, every time she started something, he'd say he was tired, or he was busy, it made her think he didn't want to have sex with a crazy woman

"This is my office..." Lindsey said, bringing her from her thoughts as he showed her around the room

"It's lovely, and I see what you mean about the view!" She walked over and kissed him, running her fingers through his hair, he pulled away and gestured to the couch

"Take a seat and make yourself comfortable, watch how I work!" He smiled and she sat down disappointed.

"Or I could hop up on your desk and show you how I work" she said, her last ditch effort at trying to entice him

"Stephanie!"

"What?" She got up and sauntered over to him, wiggling her hips a little more than usual. Her cleavage was on full display as she bend over his desk, hands pressed to the work on its surface, and kissed him sensually. "Do you not like what you see anymore?" she asked, pulling away.

"Mmm...I like it plenty."

"Don't you want me, Linds?" Her husky voice turned him on so much and he suddenly got up from his desk and locked his office door. Stevie smiled to herself.

"Should I close the shade?" he asked and she shook her head.

"You can see the world from up here!" Stevie said enthusiastically.

"Then the world can see us"

"Let 'em" she said. She began to strip and his eyes zeroed in on the visual feast before him. Every inch of her was perfection.

Sitting herself on the desk in front of him she spread her legs, Lindsey's jaw dropping to the floor, he gently pushed her to lay back as he wheeled his chair forwards, within seconds his mouth was on her and his tongue was circling her bud lightly, before he pulled her hips to his face and feasted on her

"Oh my god..." she grabbed his hair in one hand and held the other over her mouth

Lindsey continued to pleasure her orally, nibbling on her and slipping two fingers inside her and hooking them, hitting her extra special spot, it was all Stevie could do to not scream out. When he knew she was close he stood up, pulled her to himself and walked to the window, pushing her against it and thrusting his fingers in and out of her at an incredibly pace, his thumb rubbing her clit fast

"Please..." she whimpered, her insides clenching

"Please what?"

"Please, daddy!" She held his wrist tightly.

"Mmm that's right. Have you been a good girl or a bad girl?"

"What's the...mmmm...difference?"

"Good girls cum now, but bad girls cum as much as I want them to."

"Bad, so bad, daddy" she told him breathlessly.

Lindsey's laugh that followed was low and devious. After she climaxed the first time, he made her bend over the desk, and he stood behind her, back to the window. The sound of his zipper caused her to drip. She was so ready for him, her legs shaking from anticipation. She felt the head of his cock tease her folds before he pushed himself inside her roughly.

"Fuck" he gasped, moving in and out of her easily. "Jesus Christ, baby."

"Shhh..." she said and he grabbed a  large swaying breast, massaging it as he rode her hard. He smacked her ass and she turned her face to her shoulder, trying not to scream out in pleasure as he continually hit all of her spots. "Mmmm" she moaned.

"Quiet" he demanded so she bit her lip. Putting almost all his weight on her, he wrapped an arm around her thigh and stimulated her clit. She was close, involuntary tears falling down her cheeks and onto the paperwork on the desk. "Let go" he said and she nodded.

"I'm so close" she whimpered. She moaned and he stuck his fingers into her mouth. She sucked her own juices off them, only arousing him more. He came with her, groaning until he lay down on her back and bit her shoulder. "Can I do something for you, daddy?" she asked, coming down from her high. He nodded, breathless as well. She walked him over to the couch and made him sit. She sat between his parted knees, rubbing his thigh in soft sensual circles with one hand while she worked him back up with her other. She teased the head with the tip of her tongue, looking up at him from the floor. Lindsey couldn't resist grabbing a handful of her mass of blonde hair. He stared down at her, watching her head bob up and down. She was obviously skilled, his eyes rolling back, his head falling back onto the cushions. He tried his best to quiet his moans but did a horrible job, making Stevie smile around him.

"God....mmm...baby, I'm close."

She came off him only a moment. "Spit or swallow, daddy?"

His member responded to the question before he could, stirring before their eyes. Stevie's eyes were wide and Bambi-like, waiting for his answer. His jaw was dropped, marveling at his wife. He was so close, a single touch would push him over the edge. "Swallow, angel" he told her. She immediately wrapped her lips around him and took all of him. She licked the shaft, pulling him out a little then straight back again and he came, clenching and unclenching his fingers in her hair, mumbling obscenities intermingled with her name.

She moved back up to kiss him when the door knocked.

"Shit...just a minuet!" Lindsey called, pointing to the bathroom "Go clean up baby, but not to much, I want you to feel it all day as a reminder!" He cupped between her thighs and dragged a finger through her folds, bringing it back up to his mouth to suck it clean, Stevie squeezing her legs together and rushed to the bathroom.

Lindsey quickly sorted his clothes out and answered the door. Stevie locked the bathroom door as she looked in the mirror, smiling to herself as she looked well and truly fucked, deciding to not wipe herself clean, she just pulled her panties up and pulled her skirt down, tucking her shirt in.

"You've still got it, Stephanie!" She ran the tap and leaned down, cupping the water and splashing it over her face, bringing her face back up she dried it with a towel, looking at herself in the mirror and jumping in shock, the woman from the house was standing behind her, a knowing smile on her face, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach and doubled over, looking again suddenly the woman was gone, and seconds later so was the pain...whatever was in her house wasn't gone, and it was free to move...