"See you tomorrow," he said, clicking his tongue behind his teeth. Every day. He’s been doing this every day since I got promoted a month ago. I was...already sick of it by the end of the first week. "You too, Josh," I said, silently wishing he would get that stupid spotted tie or his long sexy hair caught in the elevator on the way down. Fucking Jason Momoa wannabe. While certainly not a bad looking guy, I hated looking at him, probably because I wish I looked like him.I leaned back in my chair,. I ask Gaby like a zillion times to keep on fucking me and not to stop. Definitely, Gaby, don’t stop. Oh yes, don’t stop and fuck me hard. More, faster and harder is all I say when Gaby is doing me. Gaby says that at night I speak in my dreams and she thinks I am asking for her to fuck me. I know that I do dream with Gaby’s cock and go in my dreams through hours and hours of Gaby’s cock fucking me. Is this the sign of a whore?? Have I become my wife’s slut?? Is this the beginning of. “Thank you, Fergus. Please keep an eye on Lillian, and make sure everyone is aware that he is a threat they need to be mindful of.”He nodded, and I made my way out of the inn. I headed north to Agetha’s shop. My mind drifted to what I had just heard as I made my way to the shop, thinking of the different possibilities that could occur from his search for me. Would he attack Fardun - or Cartha for that matter - just to draw me out? Were those I loved safe now?We had seen what this beast was. "I'm off to play golf, honey," I heard him say.My eyes shot open and I saw him standing at the end of my lounge chair. I had no idea how long he'd been there, but I'm certain he'd witnessed some of my movements and heard me groaning.His eyes seemed to reflect a new awareness as they swept over my half naked tits, and his cock was once again at full staff, straining against the confines of his golf slacks."Sorry, Jack." I said, getting up from my chair to stand in front of him. "I must have.