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Quarantine Diaries 2020: Writing In Tandem (Part 3, Her)

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Story: Fiction, Taglish · Categories: Erotic Couplings, Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Romance · Tags: , ,
Date: May 16, 2020 (17 days ago)


Friday, 03 April 2020 -- JADE

Finally, I was able to upload one book lay-out. Yep, days before deadline. Five more books to go.

I stood up from my work station and stretched a bit. The office chair that Rina sent was not as ergonomic as the one I have at the office. I might need to invest in a better chair soon. Unfortunately, there is shipping uncertainty with online selling platforms.

"Hey, Jade! What are your plans this weekend?"

It's my best friend, Cheryl, messaging me.

"Oh, am heading to the beach this weekend. Wanna come with?"
"Sarcasm much?"
"Duh?!? You living under a rock or something? Hello? ECQ?"
"I was just wondering if you want to come over, or if you want me to come over. Jeez! I need to get out of this house! Unlike some people I know, I cannot live like this!"
"Like what? Working at home? Living at home? Just park your butt inside! Minsan ka lang naman hindi makakagala."
"Yeah, and the highlight of my week is going out to get essentials!"
"If it helps, am heading tomorrow to the grocery. Sabay na tayo. Or see you there."
"Yay! Outing! Sa grocery!"
"Bakla, pipila tayo sa SM! Yun na ang hang-out natin!"
"Ok. See you 9:30-ish!"

Unlike me, Cheryl, my bestest friend since highschool, is a social butterfly, which makes her a good events manager and publicist. I understand her current dilemma, specially since all of her planned events are cancelled until further notice.

My phone pinged again.

"You're seenzoning me. Lol!"

It's Ricky this time.

"Hey, Ricky! Sorry about that. I try to keep my social life after office hours. Haha!"
"You're working at home! Surely, there's some flexibility somewhere."
"I try not to get distracted when I'm working."
"I guess you're right. My pile of laundry keeps asking for a meeting every now and then. And my fridge just submitted an official request for defrosting. At least my plants are on IV drip."
"Haha!"
"You haven't answered if you've written anything new lately, Jade."
"You haven't answered if you've written anything new lately, Ricky."
"Touche! I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
"I haven't had the inspiration yet. Maybe later, Ricky."
"Anything I can do to help inspire you, Jade?"
"Is that a proposal?"
"No, just an offer. *wink*"

I have a confession to make. Since my ex, I have been on a dry spell. Yeah, I know. It's been quite some time. There might be cobwebs already down there. Sex with my ex then was… well… not mindblowing, but still amazing. But then he found someone with bigger boobs, prettier face, and probably a bigger bank account that he dumped me.

Cheryl have been hinting about his infidelity when she reported that she saw ex flirting with another girl while we were all hanging out. It was this one time that the four of us, Cheryl, her then boy-toy, Ex and I went to this bar along Timog Avenue in Quezon City. She said that she saw Ex, or rather the girl rubbing her body against Ex. Ex was laughing and kissed the girl on the neck. I was in the restroom that time.

Of course, I didn't believe Cheryl. Ex and I have been going steady for three years. And there was never a thing for me to doubt Ex's fidelity. Or so I thought.

I guess, when you're in love, you tend to ignore subtle signs. Your rose tinted glasses cloud the view of the small things that would have set alarm bells in your mind.

"I'll be late, babe. Boss lady needs me to finish these reports."
"Babe, I can't make it to our anniversary. I need to go to a conference this weekend."
"Sorry, I lost track of time, Babe. I'll make it up to you tomorrow."
"Babe, I'm tired now. I promise you an even more sexy time tomorrow."

It turned out that Ex was screwing his Boss Lady on the side.

It was one of those spur of the moment thing. Ex texted that he will be pulling an all-nighter at the office. I wanted to surprise him. I brought burgers, drinks and coffee, and several snacks for him to munch on. His works as an accountant with a growing accounting firm. The office building was small, and the guards on duty already know me. So they waved me in and I headed to Ex's third floor office.

The hallway to his office was dark. The only light was a sliver coming from his office, the door slightly open. I slowly walked my way towards it.

What I saw took my breath away.

Her flushed face was filled with ecstasy. Her arms and legs wrapped behind him, as his hips moved against her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! You are so tight!" I heard him whisper.

Her arms let go of him and braced her torso on the table. Her breasts, exposed by her open blouse, jiggled up and down with each thrust. "Fuck me harder!"

The office table shook with their movement.

"I'm cumming," I heard her say.

He suddenly pulled away. I saw the back of his head between her legs. Her red skirt was bunched around her waist. His head bobbed as he lapped her up. "Oh, yes!" she moaned.

With her foot, she pushed him gently away. She got off the table and guided him across the room. He pushed him to sit on the leather sofa. She fell on her knees and quickly pulled his manhood in her mouth.

I...

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starst1949
May 17, 2020 (16 days ago)

Wow, why only now ko nakita ito. You're back. Guess its coz you have  lots of time to kill. Lol   nice to read  story from one of the best, if not the best, writer /s. Kung  hindi pa may covid19. Hahaha. Hope all is well with you.

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Danelle
May 25, 2020 (8 days ago)

Hi dusty! Stop putting me on a pedestal. Baka malaglag ako hehe. But thanks!

Art is never finished, only abandoned. - Leonardo da Vinci

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