Chapter 178: Work

Sophia's eager and impatient vibe, all ready to get down to business as soon as the door shut, totally caught me off guard.

I tried to play along, but my body just wasn't having it.

Honestly, I was hoping to convince her to hold off until later, after I'd had some time to recharge, so I could really give her what she wanted.

But with her current attitude, that plan seemed shot. I couldn't help feeling a bit resentful towards Joshua now that I was left to tend to the physical needs of two women all on my own.

For the sake of my family's happiness, I had no choice but to tackle this challenge head-on.

Sophia started undressing me, getting down on her knees to undo my belt. I took the chance to guide my still soft penis into her mouth, hoping her warm lips would do the trick and get it going again.

And it did the trick alright. With Sophia's playful tongue, my penis quickly perked back up.

Usually, there'd be some foreplay between Sophia and me, but today, she seemed more eager than ever, even more so than the first time we hooked up.

We barely got past a hot, heavy kiss by the door, and after a quick feel of her perked-up breasts, I went south and could tell she was already soaking wet and ready to roll.

Sophia stripped me down, pushed me onto the couch, and in that moment, I felt somewhat compelled.

I was about to suggest we ease into it, but Sophia just went ahead and slid right onto me, grinding away like I was her personal toy.

Given that she might've been left hanging last night and was probably feeling off today, I was totally fine with being her human dildo.

As I watched Sophia ride up and down, I awkwardly tried to keep up with her rhythm.

She moaned with pleasure, caressing her own breasts, while I just lay there trying to keep my penis up.

Soon enough, Sophia's movements got more intense and forceful.

She asked me to talk dirty to her, so I quickly recalled some lines from adult movies and picked out some explicit words.

Clearly, this tactic did the trick. Sophia got more and more worked up, and I struggled to keep pace.

Finally, I felt my lower body tense up, and after a few more thrusts from Sophia, she hit her peak.

After the waves of her climax subsided, she lay next to me, flushed and content.

"Thanks, babe. I feel so much better now," Sophia sighed, her expression now calm compared to her earlier frenzy.

"No problem. Always here for you," I replied, giving Sophia's behind a pat.

"Need a hand?" Sophia motioned towards my still erect penis.

Even though she was sprawled out on the couch like some kind of naked goddess, I felt a pang of guilt and just grinned, shaking my head to let her know I was good as long as she was satisfied—and that I could use a breather.

We drifted off in each other's arms, and as I watched Sophia peacefully asleep, I knew she was dreaming of our joyful moments together.

Meanwhile, I pondered recent events.

I've always had this weird guilt trip after blowing off steam or taking it too easy. Right now, it's all about juggling this huge work project that can't afford a single screw-up and the cringe-worthy memories from Joe's birthday bash.

These experiences served as a reminder that I needed to focus on building a brighter future rather than getting lost in the present.

After Sophia dozed off, I set an alarm for an hour later to dive back into my project draft.

I needed to nail down the plan, turning it into a detailed draft to make each step of the advertising campaign more specific and achievable, demonstrating our commitment to clients.

Even with days spent shopping for gifts, socializing, hitting up clubs, and dining out, I still felt a strong sense of purpose.

I wanted to show Sophia's family and my company that my skills went beyond what they'd seen, that I had untapped potential.

Lost in my thoughts, I eventually drifted off, waking up just a split second before the alarm buzzed.

Turning off the alarm and tucking Sophia in, I made my way to the study.

Opening up my initial proposal, I dove right into work mode.

One of my strengths was that once I got into work mode, I threw myself into it completely, often losing track of time as night crept in.

Some folks shared this work ethic, finding joy in their tasks rather than viewing them as mere chores.

While this habit led to high productivity when fully immersed in work, the downside was struggling to disconnect and sometimes forgetting basic needs like eating or sleeping.

Today was no exception for me. I was so absorbed in my work that I didn't realize I'd been in the study for over four hours until Sophia called me for dinner.

I hadn't even noticed when Sophia had woken up until I spotted a table full of food, confirming it was dinner time.

Glancing at my phone, I saw a message from Violet inviting us to a bar for a get-together that evening, as was customary after every swinging session.

It was like a debriefing meeting after a game, but in a more laid-back club setting, a chance for couples to mingle and connect.

Usually, I'd be up for it, but today I was dead set on perfecting the proposal. So, I politely passed on the invitation.

When I got into work mode, I tended to be more quiet, and Sophia picked up on it. She silently poured me a glass of milk, loaded up my plate with more food, and reminded me to take care of myself.

I typically steered clear of bringing work home, but this time was different. I saw this project as a stepping stone to move up the ladder within the company.

Securing this promotion meant a major bump in both my paycheck and my rep in the industry, which would seriously level up my future.

Despite focusing on work, I still made sure to chat happily with Sophia during meals. But once dinner was over, I headed back to the study to keep at it.

I suggested a few movies for Sophia to watch solo later, but she insisted on sitting next to me with a book while I worked.

My evening work session kicked off after Sophia brewed me a cup of coffee, and I only realized four hours had flown by when I found her dozing off at the nearby table.

I swiftly carried Sophia to bed, freshened up, and hit the hay.

I stuck to this work routine for the next few days, often burning the midnight oil.

Each evening, Sophia stood by me, quietly supportive, until she drifted off with her book.

Sophia also got caught up in her hectic work. A few days later, she was sent on a business trip to oversee a new branch of her company in another city.

The night before she left, we made sure to connect on a deeper level, and things got pretty heated—let's just say we didn't get much sleep.

By the morning, Sophia seemed totally at ease, but I could barely feel my legs. Still, I managed to drive her to the airport.

Little did I know, this trip would lead to an incident that changed everything.