CHAPTER 2

It has been 2 weeks since Kaito's visit to Blue Velvet and his first and last sighting of Luka. Yet, the long period of not seeing the pink-haired beauty has been weighing on him heavily. He thought it was only lust which lasted that few hours of seeing her, but in these 2 weeks, the memory of their brief intimacy came flashing back into his mind more frequently than before.

"Kaito, is something wrong?" Kaito looked up at Miku, his pretty and cute green-haired wife. Her big round eyes were full of worry. Kaito inwardly scolded himself. Here he was having sex with his wife, and yet he was thinking of someone else.

"Nothing is wrong." Kaito smiled to reassure her.

"But you've gone all flaccid." Miku pointed out while continuing to stroke Kaito's softening cock. "If you don't feel like it, we don't have to continue."

Kaito was touched at his wife's thoughtfulness. It has been so long since they had sex because Kaito was always busy with work. This was a rare night to make love Miku after so long. "Miku, do continue." He held her hand and kissed it, "I have been neglecting you because of work lately, it is due time for us to make love."

Miku blushed. "T-that's so embarrassing!" Kaito chuckled at her being flustered over his words.

"Really, do continue." Kaito said with a reassuring tone. He gently guided her head to between his legs, where she opened her mouth to engulf Kaito whole.

Instantly, Kaito let his head fall back and his body shook as he let out a loud groan. He could feel his himself in Miku's mouth, so warm and wet. Her skillful fingers twirled his balls across her soft fingers while she sucked on him, her tongue twirling around his length.

Kaito's mind drifted back to the night with Luka, where the pink-haired lady had went down on him and gave him a blowjob. He recalled her scent and the sensation from that night. The deed was done in a dark alleyway, and because of the darkness, Kaito's senses were more acute then, and more aroused than he had ever felt.

Remembering the sensation and that night gave him a funny feeling in between his legs. His groans became louder and he felt himself reaching his limit. And finally, he released himself while Luka's face entered his mind. Kaito had to stop himself from blurting the wrong name.

"Wow, you came hard this time." Miku said amusedly, her face covered with the milky fluids. She ran a finger across the fluid and licked her cum-covered finger in a seductive manner. Kaito gave a smirk; they both knew that action always turned Kaito on.

Suddenly, the sight of Miku slowly transformed into that of Luka. The image of Luka licking her finger and eyeing him expectantly was arousing, and it was obvious from his groin. Kaito shook his head subtly and immediately held Miku down, pinning her onto the bed.

Roughly, he thrust himself into Miku. She was thoroughly wet, and that made him slide in more easily. She gave a loud gasp and moaned. Kaito was biting her shoulders, and then sucked on her nipples hard. While Miku thought it was strange her husband became so rough, she was pleased.

Kaito continued to thrust into Miku. While leaving small bruise marks on Miku's skin, he could only remember Luka's scent and hear her moans, those distinctly seductive and vulnerable sounds. Remembering these, he thrust even faster into his wife, all the while with Luka on his mind.

"Kaito, right there, ah…!"

Miku's voice brought him back to the present from thoughts of Luka. Guilt started to form, so Kaito kissed Miku deeply to stop her from saying anything, even though her moans persisted.

Luka, Luka! Kaito's inner voice screamed desperately. And then he came violently. His body shook and he ejaculated into his wife. His thrusts slowed as Miku's inner walls continued to contract around him, milking him for all it's worth.

Slowly, Kaito became flaccid, and a wave for lethargy clouded his mind and vision. It had been so long since he had sex, not to mention such good sex. Must be because I haven't had any for a while now, he thought sleepily. As he closed his eyes, he vaguely heard Miku's voice, then silence, and then her arms were wrapped around his body.

Sleep has befallen them.

The next morning, Kaito heard the noisy chatter of the alarm clock and smelt bacon in the air. He turned his head and saw that it was 7 o'clock. The morning grogginess was hard to beat, but he managed to leave his bed with the knowledge that he was to be officially promoted that morning.

He washed up from last night sex, making sure that no scent of the activity remained on his skin, although the memory was fresh in his mind. Then, he sifted through his wardrobe to pick out his best suit. Actually, all his suits were branded, but still, style matters, and so he picked a blue blouse and an Armani gold-black striped tie, completed with a classic grey vest.

When he came out of the room, he looked around his clean white penthouse from the second level. With the open concept kitchen, he could see his wife cooking at the stove despite the spread she had already prepared. She was in an oversized blouse, which Kaito thought she had deliberately worn to seduce him that morning. But he knew there was a deeper meaning to all these: the breakfast and the oversized blouse. It was about the talk on his promotion at the dinner the night before. His mood became a little grim as he walked down the stairs.

"Good morning sweetie!" Miku turned around and said with a chirpy voice.

"Good morning." Kaito replied, and sat at the table as Miku transferred a sunny-side-up on his plate. The smell of breakfast foods reminded Kaito of his hunger, and he dug into the foods laid grandly in front of him.

"Are we going to continue last night's conversation?" Miku suddenly said with a small voice.

Kaito put down his fork and sighed. So he was right. "I am going to accept the promotion." He said firmly. "Even after I am promoted, I will still try to fork out time for you, just like how I did last night."

"After a week of not seeing each other at all?" Miku said with a low voice. "With your current position, we don't see each other as much. What is going to happen after you are promoted and have even more responsibilities?"

"Why do you think we have this penthouse? Why do you think we have the lifestyle we have today?"

"I am contributing to this household as well, if that's what you're implying." Miku said with a raised voice, clearly agitated. "I have so much research work in the university, and I have to attend to my students' start-ups and make sure they are not screwing up. I'd already passed up a few promotions just because I want more time with you, is that wrong?! Why can't you be more understanding and less selfish?"

"Because the last time you had so much work, you had to "relieve stress" by sleeping with a student." Kaito glared.

"That was so long ago, and you said you have already forgiven me. Why are you bringing this up right now?" Tears were slowly forming in Miku's eyes.

"I have forgiven you, but I can never forget it. Maybe the real reason I want the promotion, is because I want to keep working and see you at the minimum." Kaito said softly. "I wanted a divorce, but you didn't want to, that's why we're the way we are right now."

"You should have started with that when you told me about the promotion." Miku's voice was solemn. "I really am trying to turn everything back to normal."

"But it can't. I'm done with breakfast. I've lost all appetite." Kaito pushed his plate away and got up from he table.

"We had sex last night, you know."

"In your own words 2 years ago: "it was only sex, it didn't mean anything"." Kaito took his blazer and his briefcase and headed to the door. He slammed it shut behind him, but still, he could hear Miku's crying. His heart ached from all that had happened as well; the betrayal and the lies.

What a way to kick off the morning of his promotion.

He entered his flashy red sports car and turned on the ignition. Yes, he was rich, and he knew riches couldn't buy happiness. But at least when he needed a place to do some self-pitying, he could do it with a thousand-dollar blue label whiskey in a sports car.

Kaito reached the office and as always, walked with a confident pace and posture. His boss announced his promotion to his whole department and they all clapped, knowing that Kaito was truly valuable to the company.

"The office has already been arranged for you." His boss told Kaito, and brought him the new office. As he entered, there was the smell of new leather and newness in the air.

"This is perfect. Thank you." Kaito said gratefully.

"I have also taken the liberty in hiring a new secretary for you." His boss continued. He opened the door and ushered her in.

Kaito widened his eyes when he saw the new secretary. She was dressed in a smart blazer, her hair was pink and arranged in a neat bun, and a pair of black-framed spectacles rested on her nose.

"Let me introduce you to your new secretary," His boss continued and gestured to her, "This is Luka. She has very rich secretarial experience. Luka, this is your boss, Kaito. I trust that you will take good care of him."

"Don't worry, sir, I will take very good care of Mr. Kaito." Luka said politely.

Kaito couldn't even speak. This was too uncanny. And from behind Luka's spectacles, he swore he saw a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.