Read. Write signature. Stamp. Read. Write signature. Stamp. Read. Write signature. Stamp.

That's how most of my life as an adult was and still is. Continuously filling papers with signatures in my office. With bookshelves on the right-side holding forms and other contracts with people that live here from today all the way to five years ago. On the left-side bookshelves of the same design filled with books on economy, politics and other material. Just to read something during lunch break.

In the front sits a mahogany desk. A gift from one of my husbands' co-workers. Yamia or Yenmia or something along those lines. I couldn't care more to be honest.

No, what I did care for was my husband's absence. Five years. I haven't seen him face to face in five years. He is quite successful with his radio business. However ever that is not an excuse to neglect your wife.

At the age of twenty he proposed to me. We married soon after. Only had sex once during our honeymoon and that was it.

We'll have kids when were ready. He said. So, I waited and waited, but in the end, nothing came out of it.

And now. Now!

My hand shakes a little as I look at a picture sent to me by one of my contacts. A five-year trip isn't normal at least for a company of his size. I'm not stupid.

As for the picture. A villa somewhere exotic. Fire nation islands most probably. That doesn't bother me. What bothers me are the people with him.

A young blonde around five years younger than me with two kids. One looks like a newborn and the other around five. That five-year-old has some of his features.

He cheated on me.

Silence, only the sound of clocks ticking next to my office doors.

I-I don't know what to feel.

He threw me aside.

For this, this girl!

I feel so so… disappointed. All this time. Was he even serious? Was this just to say ´Yep I got married to a hot woman, you jealous yet? ´.

Anger came in.

You think you're so great! That you're on the top of the world! You dare to cheat on me! For five years!

I hear someone knock on the door. I reign in my emotions. In the end only disappointment remains.

"Come in." I look up and my heart clenches.

A short man walks in. Spiky orange hair pointing to all sides only bending down due to gravity. Deep rich emerald eyes. A smile that washes all worries away.

Cheeks aren't the only thing that heats up.

And in the blink of a moment it's gone. Like it never happened, except it had to have happened it left such an impression.

His arms and legs that are left naked are showing a good amount of muscle. Short but small, hmm.

Now that I'm getting a better look at him. He's wearing simple clothes. White t-shirt, black shorts. The fact that there is a slightly visible bulge in said shorts that twitches a little.

What am I thinking!?

I shudder and try to keep my unexplained arousal down.

"Hello, my name is Albert Newton. I came here to ask about the apartments you were selling. "
A voice like a like a melody.

I immediately regain my vits and introduce myself.

"Ah, I see, I'm Akeno Karana, the owner of this apartment block. It's a pleasure to meet you. "
I extend my hand. He accepts it and shakes it. Incredible grip strength.

I sit down and immediately start the questioning him. Just to quickly find him an appropriate apartment. He looks somewhat relieved and surprised.

"Sorry if I startled you. I'm a bit stressed is all. "I tell him as I lean forward and out of my chair. Squishing my breasts against the desk.
Why am I doing this?!

I notice his bulge getting bigger and starting to strain the fabric.

"I'd like some small place. Probably the cheapest one you have. "Not expecting a lot of visitors, is he?

I get up since I remember most of the apartments in this building. As I walk past him, I look into his eyes and my breath stops for a moment. Lowering my gaze, I see that his bulgy is replaced by fabric in a shape of a cock waiting to be released.

As I walk to the door, I put a bit a swing into my hips, because my pussy starts to ache for something to fill it up.

It's been so long since I had the actual thing.

After a short walk down several cases of stairs we arrive at the ground floor, more specifically door number 5.
"Here is the apartment that fits your description. It has one bedroom, kitchen and a shower corner and it's fully furnished. The rent is a 1500 yuan a month. I would like to get the money forwards if you're interested in buying. "Am I seriously doing this?

I stop for a moment. The thoughts of my husband resurface, and my anger starts to seep in as well.

If he can cheat on me, then I don't see a reason as to why I shouldn't enjoy myself as well.

"Oh, I'm definitely interested in renting this apartment. However, I don't have 1500 on me right now. I only have 780. So, if it's okay with you I could give you the rest by the end of the week. "
YES!

"It will cost you. "I use my right hand to puff out my chest and put my breasts the other moving along the left side of my hips. I lean forward a bit which causes me to loom over his short frame.

His emerald eyes look into mine. "Don't worry I'll have the money by then. "He thinks he can make 720 Yuan in a week.
My, my, optimistic one isn't he. Working hard to meet week's end. Putting those muscles to work.

My heartrate increases slightly. I don't think I can take more of this.

"Not just money. Follow me. "I tell him as I walk to the bed. Leaving the shoes behind the doors to the bedroom.

I stop in the doorframe of the bedroom. Undoing buttons on my skirt I ask him.
"Would you close the door. Please? "I said a bit desperate. He seems genuinely surprised.

I take of my skirt and start unbuttoning my shirt, slowly, making sure he watches it in anticipation.
Undoing my last button my breasts are set free. I take a deep breath with a new feeling of freedom.

There's a bit of sweat on them. I can take care of the bra later. Leaves him with few things to imagine.

I sit on the bed and start to take of my leggings slowly. My panties weren't soaked. They were absolutely drenched. I gesture to him to remove his clothes and come closer.

Just to give more incentive I remove my bra and see that as he takes of his shorts his member is big even when flaccid, no it has to at least semi-erect. Right?

What have I gotten myself into?

After sex (Pretty sure you read chapter 2)

I was walking away from Alberts apartment. I can't believe we did this! It felt so satisfying.

Stress relief as an excuse? Is that the best I can do?

I shake my head to clear it of thoughts from our escapade.

If I ever see you again. I'll laugh at you and your precious baby dick.

I enter my own apartment at the top floor. It's very spacious it's living room the size of the same apartment that Albert has. The bathroom doesn't have a shower corner but a bathtub for four people. Then there's the bedroom with its king-sized bed never to hold more than me.

I sigh as I put my hand to my abdomen. Rubbing the spot where my womb is still filled with the ridiculous amount of cum.

I wonder if he would release it if I wasn't on a safe day. It brings me back to the picture.

I don't need him. I smile a little as I keep rubbing my underbelly. I have him to fill this place now.

The smile turns into a smirk.

Don't even think about coming back to beg when you fail.

AN: It seems a bit short, but I think it's okay that way. I wanted to use this to try and expand the world through the view of other. Also tried to be a bit more descriptive since it was pointed out to me that a bit more description is in order.