Chapter 1 - Melanie
one month earlier
“What time will you be home?” I handed Ben his travel cup and briefcase.
“I think it will be an early night for once… how about you meet me in the city, and we can go out tonight?” Ben shrugged on his coat and gave me a hopeful look.
“Perfect.” He pulled me close to his body and gave me a second, deeper kiss. “I love you more today, Mrs. Landon.”
“And I’ll love you more tomorrow,” I finished with a little smile.
Even though we had been married for five years and together for ten, he never failed to remind me just how much he loved me.
Ben and I grew up on the same street. He was friends with my brother and two years ahead of me, but by the time I was entering my sophomore year of high school, and he was entering his senior year, he had declared to anyone that would listen that I was his forever.
We even survived the two years of long distance, and he proposed the day I graduated from high school.
Our parents were absolutely livid when I moved in with him right after high school, just to skip college and practice being a stay-at-home wife.
I had wanted to go to college, but Ben explained we needed to wait until he finished his degree so he could afford to send me to school.
He always pointed out just how helpful having me home was for his education and how all his peers were so jealous that he had someone to help him carry his stress.
Two years ago, I asked him about pursuing a degree at the community college, but he said it wasn’t the right time yet because he was just starting to build his wealth and hoped we’d be ready to start a family soon.
It all made sense to me, even if part of me thought that he secretly liked being able to brag about being such a good provider. Honestly, I loved being a stay-at-home wife, and I was very sensible about purchases, so I barely cost him anything.
Benjamin was what you might call a “finance bro” and worked for a big hedge fund company in L.A.
, and three years ago, he started landing some of the big clients.
It turned out he had a sixth sense when it came to investing money, and they jokingly called him Midas at work.
From what he told me, he was on track to have a net worth of almost five million dollars by the end of the year.
It was a typical Friday for me: I went for my morning walk with a few of the wives from Ben’s country club, picked up his dry cleaning, went shopping for our weekend meals, cleaned the house, and did a bit of gardening.
By the time it was 3 p.m. I was already worn out, but excited to go on a date with my husband.
I pulled up to his work at 4:55 wearing a bodycon-style dress in a dark green that brought out the green in my eyes, two-inch nude kitten heels, and a stylish gold blazer.
My hair was down in soft curls, and I had gone a little darker and sexier than usual with my makeup.
The best part of the outfit was hidden under the dress: a matching dark green lace bra and panty-set that I knew Ben was going to love.
When I got to his office, I wasn’t surprised that he wasn’t alone. His boss and two women were seated around his desk and discussing a client.
“Hello!” I said cheerfully as I stepped into the room.
“Mrs. Landon! I’m sorry I wasn’t out there to greet you!” Sydney, Ben’s secretary, said with an apologetic grimace. Sydney was old enough to be my mother and had been with Ben from day one. We had always joked that she wasn’t actually Ben’s secretary because she came with the office itself.
“Not to worry, Ben knew I was coming.” I assured her and walked around the desk to stand next to my husband.
I didn’t recognize the second woman, and we eyed each other briefly with neutral expressions before Ben’s boss spoke up.
“Melanie, you look more beautiful every time I see you.” Peter said and reached over the desk for my hand. Ben pretended to growl and pulled me into his lap.
“Eyes to yourself, Mr. Nunley!” Ben joked, and then we all laughed.
“Melanie, this is Ms. Reed, my secretary.” Peter said and waved a hand toward the other woman.
“It’s nice to meet you.” I said pleasantly. She offered a thin smile and returned the sentiment.
“Well, I promised my lovely wife I’d take her out on a date tonight.” Ben kissed the top of my head, and I giggled. “So, I’m going to ask you all to get out of my office now.” He smirked at Peter, “and close the door behind you.”
“Ben!” I hissed and smacked his arm.
Everyone but Ms. Reed laughed before they said their goodbyes. She gave us both a polite smile and head nod before she exited the room.
“That one doesn’t have the happiest personality, huh?” I commented after the door clicked shut.
“She’s a little frosty, but Peter says she's competent, and she’s such an ice queen that Peter’s wife hasn’t complained about how young she is.” Ben shrugged and then turned my head towards his so he could kiss me. “How about a quickie before dinner?” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“Mr. Landon!” I gasped, “Are you propositioning me?”
“I think I am, Mrs. Benjamin Landon.” He lifted me onto his desk and spread my legs so he could stand between them.
“As tempting as that offer is—and believe me it’s tempting…
I didn’t get new lingerie for a quickie on your desk.
” I stuck my tongue out. He quirked a brow and tilted his head in an attempt to look up my dress.
I smacked his chest with a giggle and then slid off his desk and dropped to my knees.
“I am willing to find out just how waterproof this makeup really is though.”
I smirked as his face lit up with a giant smile and he started tugging at his belt. Together, we released his trapped cock, and I gently licked the drop of pre-cum that had formed on the tip. He groaned and sank back into his chair.
“Hands to yourself!” I warned before I swallowed half his length in one go. Ben had a habit of wrapping my hair in his hands, but I knew that if he touched my hair, I wouldn’t be able to wear it down for dinner.
The blowjob only took a few minutes. The taboo nature of having sex in his office always had him on edge, ready to burst, so this was actually my favorite place to give him one.
At home, he was a different beast and loved to edge me for hours before giving in and delivering mind-blowing orgasms. The glint in his eyes as he tucked his cock back into his pants warned that he was just getting started.
“Just wait till we get home, Mel. I’m going to make you beg and then I’m going to make you scream.” He growled as he tugged me to my feet and smashed his lips against mine in a rough kiss.
“Promise?” I panted.
“You’re killing me.” He stared into my eyes and grabbed my ass. I brought my lips to his ear and gave a little nip before I spoke.
“I’m starving.” I whispered.
“I just fed you.” He smirked.
“For food.” I playfully scowled, and he laughed.