TRADING MY CHEATING EX FOR HIS BILLIONAIRE BOSS

ANISSA

“Goshhhh! Fuck baby, push harder!!!”

“Fuck me before she returns,” were sounds I heard from the bedroom of our family estate as I eavesdropped from the balcony. I'd forgotten my phone and quickly returned without reaching the grocery store, only to meet with this.

The voice was no other but my husband, Davis Adams. My adrenaline wanted to get to my head but I decided to make sure it wasn't my imagination playing on me. As I was about to leave the balcony to go bang in, his voice came up again.

“Let's do it quickly, so you can go take care of your baby.” He groaned. “She's crying in the other room.” I listened and my toddler stepdaughter was crying. I'd left her to the care of our nanny, the only one staying with us.

Which baby of hers is he talking about?

A chuckle rang next in my ears followed by a moan. “Yess–ss,” she moaned. It was Nancy's voice. The reality of the whole scene was beginning to clearly play before me even when I didn't see anything.

“It's quite funny how she can't tell that the child belongs to us and that you hired me here as your nanny so you would be–” her voice stopped before rising up in pitch. “--Fucking me.”

My legs began to shake. “What the hell?” I jumped off the balcony, racing straight to the door, banging in before they could realize. Boom! Both my husband and the nanny were bent over the sofa, fucking naked, his cock right inside her pussy as he'd been giving her a doggy.

I screamed, tears falling freely from my eyes.

“I can explain! I can explain!!” Davis, my husband quickly pulled out, rushing towards me but I pushed him hard.

“What can you explain? You're cheating on me with this bitch of a nanny?”

“Don't think I didn't hear what both of you were saying, I was at the balcony listening to what you both were saying–” My voice cracked, trailing off.

It was really difficult to control my emotions at this moment, seeing the man I loved with my whole life, the man I wanted to build a family with doing this to me, I felt like ripping him apart. But there's a law.

I'll give to him exactly in the same way he has given to me, then do away with him. I'll divorce him and kick him out of my house with his bitchy nanny.

Turning around, I raced out of the room. I stood by the taxi, one came by and stopped. “Where are you going?” The driver asked. My mind was too cloudy to know where exactly I wanted to be but I needed a place I'd just get drunk and fuck someone much better than him.

So I visited the elite night club in town, it was evening, 7:30 PM, hoping to get across to someone who would agree to be my call boy. Then as I sat to drink, I spotted a certain tall, muscular young man, head bowed low and body moving. He captured my attention.

But he seemed unwell.

A mix of sympathy and self-interest settled into me. I abandoned my drink and walked up to him.

“Heyy–”

“Hello?” I waved my finger over his face as he wasn't answering. For a while, he remained still, then began to sway from the right to the left, shaking his head. I felt his body temperature, I jerked back.

So hot!

“What's wrong?” I lowered my face to ask him, I was pretty sure he could hear me.

“I'm horny!” Was the first thing he said making me shift back, my jaw dropping in shock, my eyes turned pale.

I thought I'd seen a catch only to turn out to be the possible prey. Why would he ask for sex first time seeing me? Even though he didn't seem alright, I saw him as a pervert.

“Who would dare ask a woman for sex when he's meeting her for the first time?” I growled into his ear, about to turn off and walk away when he grabbed my hand.

“I'm horny. I was drugged by my foreign friends who came with me here, now they have left me. Please help me!”

“Just help me and I will pay you handsomely.”

I jerked backward, glaring at him with thoughts running through my mind. I lowered my eyes on his body to see that his cock was standing. My mind suddenly went to a far thought. “Was the drug meant to make you horny?” I asked.

He grunted. “I guess so because I'm feeling so strange. I'm not myself, I feel I'll lose control soon.”

“I thought you wanted to take revenge on your husband?” A little voice in my head asked me. “Why the waste of time. You're lucky to land on a handsome dude.”

I breathed out, sighing. My hormones had already begun a riot.

“Where am I taking you to?” I asked.

“The lodge up. Room 33.” This was his response.

I smiled to myself as I helped him go up, using the escalator. Upon dropping up, together with him, I walked up to his room, cautiously checking.

“Oh here!” I pointed out, sighing in relief as I raised my eyes to see this. “Key?” I demanded.

“Passcode,” he said almost in a whisper. “8034.”

Merely saying this, he became unconscious. The drug was taking such an intense effect on him that he began to unbuckle his belt, ripping off his shirt. My eyes ran down his chest, abs, lower lips curled up. Down there, I could feel my juices dropping. His body temperature was more hot and from what I'd gathered, if I didn't help him, he could die. He needed me and I needed me.

We need each other right now.

I quickly took him in, undressed and bent bare-ass before him. “I want you to fuck me, I'm not looking for pleasure after all.” I pleaded. “Fuck me till I lose my senses. I want to forget what my husband did to me.” I uttered, amidst gnashing of teeth.

He pushed me to the soft, comfy bed. “No time for foreplay,” he growled and parted my legs wide. “Straight to the–” His hand grabbed his cock and his body was edging up to me. His words were completed by this very act. I was shivering, eager to have his huge cock inside of me. Without delay, he drilled into me mercilessly.

I was panting, moaning in between at the vigor with which he was fucking me. The drugs caused it. My walls expanded, taking in more of him.

“Deeper!” I moaned, pulling in a deep breath.

“Faster! Faster please.” He was controlled by lust, I was controlled by an indescribable urge.

We rocked pretty hard on the bedside so hard, this young man gave me the serious pleasure I'd been lacking for years, one my husband had never given me. My heart and mind stood bare, paving way for what was to come. My entire body surrendered, begging for more. For some minutes, we were lost to the intense fury of our passion, vibrating with bliss and wishing this would never end.

I was thrilled, shocked. My feet swayed in profound joy.

Goshhhhh!

My body became a shaking mess as we drew up to our peak, I could feel the cum coming, about to splash. I wanted it, I needed it inside of me, if not, what would be the proof I avenged Max?

“Ahhhhh–” My voice came up, cracking as I was about to release.

“I'm gonna cum, baby.” My sweet stranger groaned, pushing in the hardest. The world cracked and crumbled at this moment, one I would never forget.

“Splash it inside of me, baby.” I moaned in response. “I want it so badly.” At this minute, my hormones were in control. My brain had stopped functioning.

Seconds later, his warm juices splashed in on me, all over my clit. Our moans are-echoed in the room with perfect rhythm, our bodies rising and falling.

Indeed, one of the best moments of my life.

We dropped to the bed finally, sleeping calmly like babies sure to enjoy some sweet dreams.

The rays of the sun shone through the curtains illuminating the room, my only signal that it's morning. Slowly I opened my eyes, stretching and then yawning. Memories of last night slowly began to file in. I turned to my right which the sweet stranger slept only to see a familiar face.

I shrieked.

A face I've seen either twice or thrice on the TV sometimes ago.

“Who's this stranger?” I asked myself, panicked. My mind tried to recall where I must have met him.

Summoning my courage, I decided to ask. But I would start it with something else.

“Sorry, I didn't tell you before, my main purpose of agreeing to fuck with you,” I watched as his eyes rose, glowing with delight, so much excitement.

Hope I won't be disappointing him?

“I wanted to revenge against my husband whom I caught fucking our nanny.” It didn't only stop at him having to bring in another woman's child into our new marriage but realizing that it belongs to the nanny he hired to live with us destroyed every inch of me.

“What?” He gasped.

“I mean it,” I pleaded. “But you said you were drugged and almost died from it when I saw you at the club, so I decided to help you out, at the same time also fulfilling my wish of vengeance against him. He'll soon get to hear about this, that I slept with you.”

“No, please!!” He sprang up, shocking me.

“What's it?” I lifted my face up to ask him.

“I don't want you to share my identity with anyone, I'd be in trouble.” Then he stopped, looking at me with shocking eyes. “Don't you know me?” He cocked his head to the side. I could only wonder what he meant.

“Who are you?” I stammered, filled with curiosity.

“Leon Armani. The CEO of Crowns.”

“Ahhhh!” I raised my hands to cover my mouth, shifting backwards on the bed. What am I hearing? “Crowns where my husband works?” Memories of him watching that TV interview with me where he pointed to the screen with excitement of Leon here in question being his boss who doesn't like being in news on the media resurfaced. So Leon is that man whose face I was trying to remember. A billionaire CEO of one of the best luxury watch brands.

His eyes widened, he, himself, couldn't contend with the shock. “You mean this cheating husband of yours works in my company?”

“Yes,” I nodded, feeling the urge to punish him more by revealing his name. “Davis Adams.”

Leon’s jaw dropped. “My most loyal personal assistant?”

My heart dropped and I couldn't breathe. What the fuck. So I just slept with my husband's direct boss? Goshhhh!

Thoughts of becoming his boss’ wife, watching him see me in my new position set into mind. I really want to go about this.