Jason's pov
I wake up to a bright light illuminating from the curtains , an empty bedside and an alluring smell of cookies and coffee .
I throw on a casual shirt and sweats then I begin walking down the stairs . When I get to the last stair , I see her , she's doing her thing in the kitchen.
Someone remind me again how I got so lucky? I mean she's beautiful and sexy . She's damn smart and she has one of the most beautiful smile you'll ever see in anyone's face. Just like the one she weari-
I look at her and hold my thoughts. Why isn't she smiling? Her face looks so exhausted. I know what will make her smile.
"Morning Cassiey" I say to her .
"Morning Jason . " she says nonchalantly, she just focuses on removing the cookies from the pan .
I go in to kiss her cheek , but just like yesterday , she ducks down . She's been so distant these past few days . She calls me by my name alot , instead of baby or honey . And yesterday , she didn't wait up for me or cook any dinner.
What if she knows? My entire body freezes . I dont know how to react to this . I knew she was smart , but it's been going on for so long , I believed she wouldn't find out .
I sit in my chair and begin nibbling on my cookie .
All I can think of is that she's going to kill me , she's going to leave . Oh , shit what am I going to do .
I'm cheating , I'm cheating and I cant stop. Every month that passed buy I'd tell myself that the following month I'd stop .
Until I met her , now I go over at her place every night and I come home late . Fuck I just cant stop . But I've convinced myself that I'll stop when it reaches a year .
I dont think she knows though , if she did , she would have confronted me about it . Cassandra is a straight forward person , she would have confronted me .
I hear clicking on the floor . When I look up, I witness a fashion model strutting down my stair case , Cassiey looks amazing . I get kind of angry that she puts on this show for the folks, while she doesn't let me kiss her cheek .
Me , her husband.
She picks up her purse then leaves . " Goodbye to you too Cassiey ." I mummer sarcastically.
This is the behavior that makes me sleep around. This stupid , petty and childish behavior.
I get up from the stoel and begin getting dressed for work .
Thirty minutes later , I'm inside Smith Industries. I'm greeted by a cold Kimberly , the receptionist.
Kimberly is Cassiey's friend , whenever Cassiey comes to the company , she hangs out with Kim .
Kimberly once walked in on me and one of my ladies in the office fucking . I know it was her without even looking , because when she walked in , she said : "Mr Smith."
I know her voice from anywhere. She has one of those voice that you only hear on TV and the radio . Its smooth and bold , the opposite of the owner of the voice .
Her voice is like a supermodel and our names are like the clothes that her voice models .
If you could fuck a voice , I know I'd fuck that voice .
I give her a small smile . And she just nods with a tight smile . She just doesn't forget does she .
I walk straight into the office and dive into work . There's alot I have to work on because as if time just couldn't wait , I hear clicking on the floor .
It comes closer and closer to my office door . And then she walks in , I'm not sure who she is because I haven't looked up from my computer .
And then the clicking stops . Something is dropped inside my free hand which was playing with a pen .
I look at the hand , and there's a red lace material in my hand . I look up to see who just handed me her panties , and as if on cue , she smirks then walks over to lock there door .
She comes back and then says . "Good Morning Jason ."
"Ms Dixon ." I say nodding to her . She walks around the table and I twist the chair around .
She guides her skirt up and I unbutton my pants and lower my boxer .
Jason junior jumps out . And then she begins to lick him . I grunt , she's so good at this .
She's about to put her clit on me but we're disturbed by the telephone ringing . She groans and the fixes herself and so do I.
"Well , see you tonight then ." She says , a bit of disappointment lacing her voice and then her gaze dropped to her panty in my hand. "You can keep that. "
She walks out. And I answer the phone . The investor just goes on and on about how Cassiey and I are not listening to his ideas and how he'll cut ties with us .
After ending the call , I go back to working . We have a big project coming up and I need Cassiey to fill us in on what budget we're looking at .
I go back to work , and after everything I fetch a doughnut to nibble on and then I walk out .
As always , Kayla is waiting near my car with her belongings in hand . When I open the car she's quick to jump in . She starts up the music and sings along .
While I sit in the driver seat.
"You ready?" I ask her .
"Hell yeah!" She jumps and squeals.
The entire way to her apartment we sing along to songs booming out of the radio and she dances .
My hand is on her thigh the whole time. The heat radiating of her skin is unbearable, I just want to take her right here and right now .
I squeeze her thigh and my hand goes a little higher . Her breath hitches .
Her apartment comes to view, and my car speeds up from habit . She looks at me with lust and then begins touching herself while moaning my name .
I slam the breaks right in front of her apartment and then I lunge out of the car . She fumbles with the key and then opens the door .
I tear her clothes off and we begin our sex right here at the door .
Author's note
No sex scene yet 😉 but stay tuned there will be one pretty soon . And yet again thank you to those who are reading and to those who aren't, please do .🤲🥰
I enjoyed writing from Jason's point of view , infact I enjoy writing from Male perspectives all the time .
Have a great day.
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