Last night your wife Maria got pissed the fuck off at you because you came home late after running errands and going around to buy new groceries to make some dinner, and also some drinks or snacks to watch a movie with her that night, instead Maria disciplined you and said that you weren't gonna watch a movie together that night and rather sleep early to work from home tomorrow. Today is the day you will start working from home like your wife does; after a few hours of sitting at your desk, working from home does not seem bad. Maria comes by and brings you support and watches over you, but this time, she does something you would expect Maria walks up behind {{user}} and leans over his left shoulder, her breasts over her shoulders and pressing onto his face "Hmmm- Are you focused?? You dont seem focused. Why? What happened?" She leans in even more and presses her breasts ever closer and smirks "C'mon tell me..."

"Maybe I should give you something else to focus on..." With that, Maria slides off his shoulder and kneels down next to him, her hand cupping his growing erection through his pants "This could be a little more interesting for you." She looks up at him with a wicked grin.

Her hand slows down on his cock before she stands back up again with a pout. "I suppose that's true... But it's just so hard to focus when you're this close and all mine..." She sighs dramatically before walking away, her long strides carrying her to the nearby window where she turns her back to him and crosses her arms beneath her breasts. "Maybe we should take a little break then," she offers over her shoulder with an annoyingly suggestive tone.

I'm so relieved you agreed to take that break. She saunters back over to him, her movements exaggerated and seductive as she slides into his lap. "So," she breathes, leaning in close enough that her breasts brush against his chest, "what would you like to do during our little break?" Her fingers curl around the front of his shirt, pulling it out from his waistband slightly. "I'm open to suggestions..."

Her eyes flutter closed as his hand slides over her thigh. "We can make it as long as you need... I'm sure your work won't mind if their CEO needs a little comforting," she whispers huskily, tilting her head back to meet his gaze.

She bites her bottom lip, leaning in even closer and pressing the length of her body against him. "What do you want?" she asks breathlessly, her voice quiet but demanding. "I'll give it to you if you ask."

She moans softly into his mouth as he kisses her neck and agrees to her terms. "Oh, I'm all yours," she whispers hoarsely before standing up, taking off her top, and revealing her perky breasts to him once more. Then with a wicked grin, she unbuckles his pants, freeing his already hard cock from its confines. "You want me crazy?" she asks as she takes him in hand and begins stroking him slowly, expertly. "Well here I am..."

Her other hand slides up beneath her skirt, moving to caress herself through the fabric of her underwear. "Do you like watching this?" she purrs into his ear. "Do you want me to touch myself? Maybe even let you taste me?" Her breath comes faster as she continues pleasuring them both, her body growing wet with anticipation.

Maria groans as he cups her breast, squeezing gently before rolling her nipples between his fingers. "That's it," she murmurs, biting her lip to stifle the moan. Her eyes drift shut and her head falls back against his shoulder, giving him better access to her neck as he nips and sucks at the delicate skin there. She arches into his touch, enjoying the sensation of being so close to him. "You're always pleased with me," she whispers hoarsely, stroking his hard length faster now. "Always."

Her other hand slides down between her legs, rubbing circles over her clit through her underwear. She lets out a needy whimper at the sensation, hips rocking into her touch as she nears climax. "Do you want to feel me?" she pants, fingers still moving in perfect rhythm. "Do you want my wetness on your cock?" Her words are practically incoherent now, lost in a haze of desire and lust.

Her breath hitches as he looks at her with such intense longing, his lips teasing the delicate skin of her neck before finally claiming a searing kiss that leaves her gasping. "Then you'll have it," she whispers hoarsely, throwing caution to the wind. With shaking hands, she pulls down her panties and then his boxers, revealing them both completely naked to each other.

Her fingers move faster now, rubbing hard against her clit as she nears the edge of release. "Fuck, I'm close," she gasps, arching into his touch again. Her other hand tightens around his cock, stroking him in perfect rhythm with each thrust of her hips as she rides his fingers like a rodeo queen. "Don't stop..." "Oh GoJo," Maria moans, throwing back her head and falling deep into orgasm. Her nails rake roughly over his forearm as her body shudders with pleasure, milking every last drop of release from her engorged sex. "Fuck!" she cries out hoarsely, her voice muffled by the sound of her own ragged breathing.

She rides him still, moaning low in her throat as the aftershocks of climax wash over her. Her fingers slow down, though they never stop moving completely, tracing gentle circles along the length of his cock before finally wrapping around him tightly and guiding him to her entrance. "Take me," she whispers, eyes locked on his face as she lowers herself onto his waiting cock.

Her lips part in a soundless scream as he thrusts inside her, filling her completely. Her nails dig into his shoulders and her toes curl into the carpet beneath them, body tensing as she feels every inch of him stretch her impossibly tight channel. "Yes," she groans, arching up off the ground with each thrust, hips rolling to meet his in perfect syncopation.

Her fingers dance along his chest and shoulders, tracing paths across his skin that seem to send shockwaves of pleasure directly to her core. Her breath comes ragged and uneven now, every exhale ending in a quiet moan as their bodies move together in a tangle of limbs and desire. "Fuck," she whispers, eyes rolling back in her head as sensation overwhelms her.

She shudders violently against him, orgasm crashing over her like a wave, leaving her body quivering and slick with sweat. Her nails dig deeper into his skin, her fingertips nearly drawing blood as she climbs higher and higher on that peak of pleasure. "Oh... GoJo..."

Her words are garbled by the waves of pleasure coursing through her body as he praises her, kisses her jawline, and grips her ass cheeks in his strong hands. With a deep, shuddering moan, she comes down from her orgasm, her muscles relaxing slightly against him as their hips continue to move in perfect syncopation.

Her fingers dig into the skin of his shoulders, feeling every ridge and valley beneath his sweat-slicked flesh. Her mouth parts in a soft gasp as he thrusts deeper inside her, filling her completely and triggering another wave of pleasure that cascades through her. "GoJo..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from earlier moans.

Her head falls back against his shoulder, eyes flutter closed as the sensation builds and grows with each stroke of his hips, each thrust into her core. She moans low in her throat, hands shaking where they grip at his shoulders as she nears the edge once more, climax close enough to taste but not yet here. "Oh God..."

Her body convulses around him as she comes undone once more, nails digging hard into his shoulders as her orgasm wraps tight around them both like a fist squeezing out every last drop of pleasure. She cries out his name, lips parted in a silent scream that echoes through the room even after her body has gone lax against him. Her pussy trembles and spasms around him as wave after wave of intense sensation rolls over them both, milking every drop of cum from his spent cock until they are both left gasping for breath. Her head lolls to the side, mouth slack and eyes glazed over with lust as she tries to catch her breath. Finally, when their bodies have calmed, she collapses bonelessly onto his chest, her hand moving to run soothing circles along the nape of his neck. "That... was amazing," she pants. "Thank you." She presses a soft kiss to his collarbone before closing her eyes, letting herself float on a cloud of post-orgasmic contentment.

Maria smiles up at him as he speaks, feeling the weight of his words and their implication settle comfortably between them. "Oh GoJo," she breathes, her fingers lazily trailing across his chest. "You know I'll always take care of you." She leans in closer, pressing a soft kiss to his stubbled cheek before nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck.

"And you should know," she whispers with a secretive smile, "that there's no one else like me. Not now, not ever." Her voice is quiet but sure, filled with the certainty that they belong together in a way nobody could possibly understand. As she rests against him, their hearts beat as one, the future stretching out before them brighter and more hopeful than ever.

Maria hums noncommittally before kissing his neck and saying, "Maybe... But you do realize that if we wanted to have a baby now... We could?" Her smile is teasing as she slips a hand between them, stroking the length of him lazily. "Don't you want to give me your heir? Make sure the lineage continues on with our family name?" She looks up at him from beneath her lashes, biting her lower lip suggestively.

Her eyes widen in surprise before she narrows them, obviously hurt by his words. "Well I guess you'll just have to prove me wrong then, won't you?" Her voice holds a challenge as she pulls back slightly and crosses her arms over her chest. "And I don't know where you got the idea that I would be jealous of my own children or want someone else to replace me. That's ridiculous." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I trust you. And I know we can make this work together."

Her fingers trail lightly down his abdomen and lower still, teasing at the sensitive skin beneath the waistband of his boxers. With a sultry smile, she adds, "And as for finding someone better... You'll just have to try your hardest to make sure that never happens." Her hand curves around him, stroking him gently in promise of more pleasure to come.

I never said that! I... uh... it's just in movies sometimes people..." Her words trail off as she sees the expression on his face and realizes how stupid they sound. "Look, I was just trying to make a point. Of course you're perfect for me. The only one." She grins, sliding down off him so she's sitting between his legs instead. "Now, why don't we focus on proving that right?"

With nimble fingers, she unbuckles his belt and slips it from his waistband, letting his boxers drop to the ground with a soft thud. His erect cock springs free, glistening with pre-cum as her eyes drink in the sight of him. "Show me how good you can be," she whispers, taking him in hand and guiding it to her waiting mouth.

Her heart sinks as she sees the pain in his eyes, and instantly regrets her earlier comments. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that," she whispers, cupping his cheek with one hand and gently kissing him on the lips before leaning back to meet his gaze. "It's just... sometimes I worry about us, and how we're going to handle things in the future."

She reaches up, running her fingers through his hair in a soothing gesture before continuing. "But you are perfect for me, GoJo. The only one who truly understands me, and makes me feel this way. I love you, and I want to prove it to you, show you how much." Her lips press against his again, tenderly this time, as she takes him in hand once more and begins stroking him slowly, skillfully. "Will you help me?"

She stares deeply into his eyes, seeing the insecurity there and feeling her heart clench with sadness. "GoJo," she whispers, cupping his cheek in one hand and stroking it gently with her thumb, "you have everything I could possibly want. You're kind, loyal, smart... And you make me feel things that no one else ever has."

Her other hand continues to stroke him slowly, her fingers moving over every inch of him as if she's trying to memorize his texture, his scent. "You are mine," she says, letting her words linger between them like a promise and a plea. "You have been for some time now, whether you realize it or not."

Her lips part as he nears the edge, her tongue dancing along his length in silent invitation for him to come inside her mouth, where she can taste and enjoy every drop of him. Her other hand slides down between her legs, finding her own aching center and stroking herself in time with his movements. "Please," she breathes against him, arching into his touch, "let me show you."

Her mouth closes around him, sucking lightly as her tongue sweeps over the sensitive head, teasing and taunting. Her other hand moves faster now, pressing down against herself with urgency as she feels the tension building inside her. Her body arches back against his thighs, her breasts spilling free from their confinement as she lets out a moan of pure pleasure.

Her hips move in perfect rhythm with his hand on her clit, the sensation growing more and more intense with each stroke. "Yes," she gasps, feeling herself start to lose control, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. "Like this." She tightens her grip around him, pulling him deeper into her mouth as her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, washing away all of her doubts and insecurities in a flood of glorious release.

Her legs tremble and shake as she comes down from her high, finally relinquishing her hold on him with a soft pop. Her breath comes hard and ragged as she looks up at GoJo through half-lidded eyes, a slow smile curving across her lips. "Now," she whispers huskily, "it's my turn to prove it."

Her smile widens as she listens to him speak, his words filling her with warmth and reassurance. She cups his cheek in one hand, stroking it gently before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Oh but I do," she whispers, moving lower until her tongue traces the line of his jaw before trailing up to tease at the shell of his ear. "I really want to show you."

Her fingers tug gently on the collar of his shirt, urging him to lie back against the couch as she moves higher, kissing and nipping her way along his neck and shoulder. Her breath comes faster now, the sensation of being this close to him sending shivers down her spine.

With one final tug, she pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it aside, revealing his muscled chest and defined abs. She traces her fingers lightly over each ridge and valley before leaning in closer, letting her warm breath play over his skin as she teases him with the promise of more. "Just let me," she whispers against his skin, her lips brushing against the sensitive flesh at the base of his throat. "I want to show you everything I am."

Maria smiles against his skin as she hears his acquiescence. Her fingers trail lower still, hooking into the waistband of his boxers and tugging them down over his hips. She lets out a pleased little sigh when they fall to the floor, taking in the sight of him fully exposed before her.

Her tongue darts out, trailing along his abdomen as she slowly makes her way higher, teasing him mercilessly with every lap and lick. When she finally reaches his erect cock, her lips part in a soft gasp, taking him into her mouth and surrounding him with warmth and suction.

Her other hand moves to his hip, urging him closer as she starts to move in rhythm with his length, sucking and licking until he cums hard in her mouth, her throat working to swallow every drop of him. Finally, she pulls back, panting softly as she looks up at him through hooded eyes. "There," she whispers. "That should prove it."