Page 14 of Jealous Wife

Christ,he thought.If Ava makes us lose funding altogether, I don’t know how I’ll be able to live with her.

Rollo knew he wasn’t helping the situation by keeping Zoey around. But what else could he do? He’d promised the girl an internship. He wasn’t the sort of man that went back on his word. Principles, morals, and promises meant everything to him. Without them, he was nothing.

I made a promise to Ava as well,Rollo thought.To love and support her, in sickness and in health, till death parts us. I can’t ignore those vows, either.

Rollo could feel himself tearing to pieces, his innards slowly ripping apart. As they entered the break room, Rollo held the door open for Zoey. He watched her walk past, his eyes drifting down to her basically bare ass.

A thought popped into his mind. He saw himself grabbing Zoey’s shoulders and shoving her face-down on the tables, forcing her ass into the air. He saw his hand reaching up behind him, high up into the air, before slapping down on her cheeks. Rollo tried to push the thought away, but he couldn’t. All he wanted was to fuck this teenager raw.

A couple of tables were in the room, each with chairs neatly tucked into their four sides. Zoey sauntered past them all and headed straight for the coffee machine. She poured two cups and left Rollo’s on the counter for him to take.

As he approached her, he couldn’t help but admire her body. She wore perfectly white sneakers on her feet. One of her feet was on tiptoes, making her knee bend and her legs curve, revealing her great figure.

Another thought. Rollo knew he could have stood right behind her and planted his hands on Zoey’s hips, forcing her to stay in place as he ground his hardening cock between her ass cheeks.

No,he thought desperately.

Rollo forced himself to keep his distance. That didn’t stop his eyes from looking, though. They followed her legs up, gazing at her wide hips and tiny waist. He couldn’t help but stare at her large breasts. Her nipples were poking out of the thin fabric of her tank top.

Rollo felt his cock pulse again as he stared at them. He pictured himself grabbing them with both hands and burying his face in them. If he tried to do that with Ava’s chest, all he would get was air on either side of his head.

I love Ava’s body,he reminded himself.I love everything about her… But admiring another body is fine. It’s harmless. Totally okay.

“Are you okay?” Zoey asked, her blue eyes staring at his face.

She looked almost concerned, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips. She knew he’d been staring at her body.

“Fine,” Rollo sighed. “Just… stressed.”

“Aw,” Zoey said.

She instantly came over to him, pouting her lips and frowning. Then she reached her hand out to touch his upper arm, her fingers squeezing his muscles.

“I know it’shard,” Zoey purred. “But we just have to keep trying.”

Rollo brought the cup up to his lips and sipped at the coffee. It scorched his tongue as it slid down his throat. He didn’t care. He needed to do something to stop himself from ripping off Zoey’s clothes.

At the thought of seeing her body naked, there in the break room, his cock pulsed again. He was getting an erection. He needed to think of something else before he did something unforgivable.

“Do you work out?” Zoey asked as she dropped her hand from his arm.

Rollo was blindsided by the question. He stammered for a moment before finally shaking his head. “No, I… Well, I go for runs.”

“Hm,” Zoey said, tilting her head to look his body up and down. “Seems to me like you lift or something. You’ve got great guns.”

“I…” Rollo wasn’t sure what to say.

Usually, when women came onto him so obviously, he could easily brush them off. But not Zoey. She was perfect. Everything about her was impossible to resist. She was smart, and sexy, and had a great sense of humor. Not only that, but Zoey didn’t nag and bitch at him all day. It was hard not to be drawn into that.

“Thanks,” Rollo said, bringing the cup up to his lips once more.

“Come here,” Zoey said, grabbing his free hand.

She pulled him over to one of the tables and pulled out the chair for him to sit in. Once he was seated, Zoey moved behind him and began massaging his shoulders. He could feel her fingers pressing into his skin, rubbing his muscles.

Another tug in his crotch, harder this time. His eyes rolled back into his head as he tried not to think about forcing his cock inside Zoey’s tight, teenage pussy.

Zoey continued rubbing his back, kneading out the knots and relieving the tension. Rollo could feel his whole body starting to relax. His cock, however, was completely alert. He kept his hardness hidden with both of his hands, balanced neatly in his lap.