Anderson Whitecross was in the humongous bed, with his gorgeous wife Emmlyn Whitecross
It was already morning and Anderson was already awake. He then kissed Emmlyn's shoulder to try and wake her up, but it didn't work, probably she was still sleeping from the sex they had last night.
So he pulled her waist closer to his body, then he lifted her leg and passed his plot into to hers through the back. She must have felt it! He thought. He slowly started entering her, until he couldn't take it. He moved fast, as he moaned. Emmlyn woke up and started moaning so loud.
"Ah! Anderson wait! " She state still moaning.
But Anderson was already feeling it that he couldn't hear her. "Honey! I'm Cumming! " He exclaimed.
"Aaaah!! Don't stop Anderson! " She yelled.
It went on for a moment with the moans, until Anderson stopped, took out his penis, and all the Cummins poured on the sheets.
They were both panting, and trying to calm themselves down. He then turned her to face him. He removed some hair off her pretty face, then kissed her forehead.
"Will you accompany me to work today honey? " Anderson asked, his black eyes staring into hers.
"I will darling, " She answered smiling.
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Later after preparing themselves, they had breakfast together, then got into a big black Range, and three other white ones were following behind. Both of them were seated at the passenger on the back, while Dickson Nicholas their chauffeur, drove them to whitecross electronics company. Emmlyn a was beautiful American woman. She had long blonde hair that reached to her upper back, brown eyes and pink juicy lips, no wonder Anderson likes to kiss them. She was dressed in her blue 'v' dress that left her left leg open and her cleavage a bit visible. She was also in white classy heels.
Anderson, always handsome. He was dressd in a navy blue pinstripe suit, a purple tie and black designer shoes. His curly black hair was combed backwards and he had his expensive clear glasses on. They finally reached to the entrance of the company. Dickson quickly got off the driver seat, headed outside to open the door for his bosses. Anderson got out first, then took Emmlyn's hand and helped her out. She also took her white designer hand bag and walked with her husband into the company. The Whitecross are stinky rich, they have been married for two years now and have always lived a Royal life, but never had a child in their marriage. Anderson is the head Chief Executive Officer of Whitecross company for he has run it for ten years now.
He is also thirty nine years old and turning fourty soon, while Emmlyn is twelve years younger than him. They both love each other.
Anderson runs everything perfectly, he's good to his employees and he's also a good husband, but he has never allowed Emmlyn to work. He believes that he only should work, and she to do her duty as a good wife, but Emmlyn has no right to question his authority, because he's the boss. They then reached to the office after getting off the elevator. Then Anderson's secretary came to him carrying some papers, after knocking of course.
"Good morning Mr. Whitecross and Mrs. Whitecross, " She greeted smiling, then they also responded smiling to.
"Um, your schedule sir is as follows, a meeting with Xian-chu and his partners, you have two Russians clients coming later... And your lunch with Mrs. Whitecross, " She state, then finished scrolling the tablet. "That's it sir, " She added. Anderson was surprised, since today he wasn't going to busy being it a Friday.
"Alright, I will start with the meeting with Xian-chu and his partners, then later arrange my meeting with clients and then the lunch with my wife, at the fascist hotel, " Anderson instructed.
"Alright sir, I will be on it now, " She said, then turned to leave.
"Oh! I Like your earrings by the way, " Emmlyn commented. The secretary touched her round silver earrings then smiled.
"Thank you Mrs. Whitecross, "
As Anderson was busy at the meeting room, Emmlyn had to wait in his office. She was seated at his spinning chair, she was so happy that even though her husband was always busy, he still found a way to keep her company. Later after he finished off with the Russian clients, it was already one pm. He headed back to his office, but before entering, his secretary came to him with a tablet.
"Sir the meeting just ended in time for your lunch with Mrs. Whitecross, " She state.
"Oh yeah, I noticed that, " He said staring at his wrist watch made from pure diamonds.
"So did you get the hotel that we're gonna have lunch in? " He asked, then raised his brows. She just smiled.
"Seven star hotel sir, " She answered happily.
Anderson pondered for a while. "It's the best sir, and your good friend the governor eats his lunch there every Friday...i googled it," She state then handed him the tablet and he saw the governor eating there for sure.
He had a smirk tracing his lips.
"Fine, call Dickson and tell him to prepare the car... We're gonna have an incredible lunch," He state grinning, then got inside the office.