Ignoring her

Aron POV

I redirected my thoughts to my ongoing Zoom meeting, even though Sara kept popping into my head. My distance from her was necessary for her to realize the emptiness I created in her life. I decided to distance myself from her as much as possible, realizing she couldn't tolerate my ignorance.

Therefore, I raced my mind to uncover her vulnerability. The last time I cut off communication, she recognized her error and accepted my friendship.

This time, I'm taking a significant risk by ignoring her. Perhaps she moved on from me entirely and found happiness with Jerry. However, our marriage contract stipulates that she can not leave me without my permission.

After preparing dinner for them, I skipped eating and sat in the study room to join a Zoom conference. I was no longer interested in serving as her sexual instrument, so I administered sleeping pills to Jerry's dinner. She went to bed right after she finished her meal.

I unlocked my playroom so that I could sleep there peacefully. After Jerry sleeps, I want to go to Sara's room, but I have to ignore her until she agrees to work with me.

After my meeting ended, I headed to the kitchen to make dinner. After dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen and got some rest.

Jerry gave me the order to prepare them, and although at first, I was upset, I'm glad I had the chance to cook so I could add sleeping tablets to Jerry's food every day.

What if Rosy came back?

Oh no, I have to ask her to extend her holidays. Only then do I get the opportunity to cook food every day? I texted Rosy to enjoy her vacation and sent her an advance salary.

I feel empty in the playing room without Sara. My junior wants to play inside Sara's tight walls. I choose to sleep in the playroom because I don't want to sleep in the same room with Jerry. I could sneak out of the room, but Sara would probably find out, so I opted to sleep in the playroom instead.

Now, I regret it because Sara's presence is palpable in every corner of this space. In this playroom, I fucked her here for the first time. Memories of our first sexual encounter replayed in my head. My junior hardened to remember the feel of her tight walls for the first time. I can still picture her lips trembling at the slightest contact with mine.

I yearn to relive those passionate moments with her, but this time, I intend to see her with her consent.

Without her, I couldn't sleep, so I pulled out the drawer and had a closer look at all the BDSM items. The electric vibrator brought back memories of the day she used Google to research the BDSM objects. I rolled over and over in bed, attempting to fall asleep but finding it difficult to doze off without Sara around. My junior has put me in a difficult situation.

As long as Sara lingered in my thoughts, its hardness persisted. I can't sleep until I masturbate, as I need to satisfy my junior. My dick is so addicted to feeling Sara's tight walls that my hard grasp on my dick does not allow me to get released, even if I tried to calm my junior by picturing Sara's tight walls surrounding my dick.

I'm itching to fuck her. As my attempt to release my sperm via masturbation proved unsuccessful, my desire for Sara grew. Lust forced me into Sara's room, but my brain begged me to ignore her. I went to my study and took out the first book I had ever read by her.

"A naughty night with a dominant girl." After reading the book's chapters, I gradually experienced an orgasm as I began to visualize her through the characters she created. By 3 a.m., my junior had finally calmed down, and I had gone to bed to sleep. My early meeting requires me to be in my office by 8 a.m.

I went about my morning ritual after waking up at six o'clock. Since I could not control my urges when I saw Sara in front of me, I avoided meeting her. However, as I entered the kitchen, I discovered Sara cooking breakfast there.

"Aron, good morning." She smiled when she saw me. I frowned as I started preparing breakfast for myself without responding to her.

"Why are you preparing breakfast?" I already prepared it.

She gave me a confused look when she saw that I had made my coffee.

I made my coffee and sandwiches in silence, not looking at her. I must quickly exit the dining room to avoid becoming weaker in her presence. I was unable to ignore her, as she was adorable in her short skirt and top. Water beads trickled down her face from damp hair. In the morning, she always appeared to be a fresh rose bloom. Her vanilla scent invited me to taste her body, and her creamy thighs asked me to navigate between them.

"Aron, why did you go to the office so early?" As she spoke, I realized that I had been staring at her for the past few minutes.

Oh, no, what am I doing? I have to ignore her. Before leaving the dinner table, I reminded myself once more. My body feels worn out because I did not sleep properly last night, and my head is spinning. I made a firm choice to avoid Sara and concentrate entirely on my job, even though my continuous yawning suggested that I needed to sleep properly before doing anything else.

"Aron, are you angry with me?" When I heard her, I stopped walking, but I didn't glance back to see her. I got in my car and drove out of the house. Leaving the house without planting a kiss on her forehead left me feeling empty, but I pushed myself to drive to work anyhow.

Why did she follow me to the main gate? Was my ignorance affecting her? I never realized how difficult it would be for me to ignore her, but now that I can see how she affects my ignorance, I'm going to keep doing so.

Selena was surprised to find me sitting in my office upon her arrival.

"Mr. Finge, good morning." She tried to hide her embarrassment at arriving late from work.

"Please schedule appointments with all of the clients I haven't seen in the past month." I am fully determined to focus solely on my work and not think about Sara anymore until she agrees to work with me.

"However, Mr. Finge. How are you going to meet all of the clients in one day? There are so many of them." Her eyes widened in shock.

"Leave it to me. Just follow my instructions." I ordered her to follow my instructions with an icy tone.

"All right, Mr. Finge. " She lowered her head and walked out of my office without giving me a sultry smile. Since I'm not in the mood to manage her seductive gestures in the morning, I'm relieved that she didn't try to lure me this time.

My hand was aching to turn on my home security system so I could watch Sara, but I restrained myself and turned back to the laptop screen.