"What do you need from me? I don't need this job. I don't need any of them. I just want you."

He began to kiss up and down my neck, his breathing getting heavy. He was a mess especially when he started begging like this. 

"I don't need anything," I said, standing up.

I stood up and tried walking away but he grabbed me by the hand, pulling me closer to him. The warmth of his hands spread to mine. How could I say no to him?

"But I need you, Esther." He looked into my eyes intently, "Please."

A smile grew on my face, "Yeah, and what are you going to do for it, hmm?"

"Anything you want." He said, pulling me onto his lap, "As long as I get to fuck you more than your husband does."

I could feel his boner through his pants, twitching and throbbing. I couldn't help but grind my butt a little on him to make him moan. 

"Just like that, my dear." He said. 

"Not so fast," I said, shifting on his lap, another moan let out by him. 

"Y-yeah?" 

"You need to kiss me for me to continue."

I sat there with my lips puckered and body still. He then pressed his lips against mine and began to kiss me. I couldn't help but let out a moan this time. His tongue, quickly slips into my mouth and explores my tongue. I continued to grind on him, as he then slipped his fingers under my skirt.

"May I?" He asked, breaking the kiss.

I nodded and he slipped his fingers under my panties and into me. I gasped at the girth of his fingers. It was almost the size of his dick. Just the thought of his dick made me wet. I continued to grind on him, his boner practically begging to let out. 

"Someone's a little excited, huh?"

I unzipped his pants and began playing with his dick. His breathing grew raspy, uncontrollable even. As I stroked harder, he thrusted his fingers deeply inside me. It was a fight for who could hold out the longest. It wasn't long until a feeling of bliss came over me. I was close. He knew that and kept at the same pace, trying to make me finish before him. 

"Oh, Ethan." I gasped, "I'm close!"

He began to kiss my neck and pick up speed within me. 

Then my alarm went off, and my heart was racing. It was only a wet dream. Yet, it wasn't about my husband. I reached over the side of the bed to feel just the pillows. He must've already left for work. The usual leaving and absence of a goodbye kiss. He hadn't kissed me in ages, let alone had sex. My panties were wet and I was alone. I decided to get up and take a shower. I had to get ready for work.