Dante woke up the next morning feeling like shit. He felt like he had been hit by a train. He groaned, ring around, then walked into the bathroom to freshen up. ‘I’ll be damned if I go to work today. I fucking need a break, besides I’ve been buried in my work ever since my wife left.’ He mumbled that to himself. After doing his business, he headed back to bed, sleeping a little bit more.


    Dante walked into his study immediately after he woke up. He massaged his eyes as he stared at the heap of documents on his desk. It had been a tough day for him, made more difficult by his inability to locate L. He missed her, and he was fully aware that her departure was entirely his fault. He checked the clock after checking over some paperwork. It was already 1:00 a. m. He rose from his desk, winced at his backache, and walked out of his office. He proceeded directly to his room. He was ready to shower when thoughts of L making love to him for the final time shed through his head. He shook his head and tried to clear the memories of her. How soft her skin was against his. The noises she made when he was inside her. The way her kiss made him feel, her giggles as he teased her, her moans. The way his hands cupped her butt’s cheeks and the way she always leaves him craving for more. He went insane. He needed a truce. At that very moment, he sumbed to an act he had sworn himself he would never perform. He picked up hisptop, crawled to his bed, and sat up against the headboard, his head against it. Since Dante married L, he has installed CCTV in her chamber. Each area of L’s room was equipped with a camera. He pressed his fingers firmly against the keyboard. He pressed the enter key while closing his eyes. He noticed her arriving home from work, tossing her bag onto the bed, and removing her shoes. She made her way to the restroom. Dante was now debating whether or not he should watch her take her bath, but L emerged from the bathroom and began stripping off her clothing. Dante felt the familiar stirring in his crotch, and he smiled as he was about to jerk off, watching L. Despite his best efforts, his crotch was moring for freedom. He brought the video to a halt and let go of his rod. He then returned to his original location and clicked y once more. Just gazing at L alone, Dante, was already hard. He sat there as L took off her top and pencil skirt. She turned to theundry basket and tossed the garments in. She reappeared, dressed in a red thong and a red bra. This made Dante even harder. She removed her bra, leaving her firm round breast free, and Dante groaned and rubbed his shoulders in frustration. He clenched his jaw. He gazed at her stunning breasts, and his cock bulged in anticipation of his attention. L entered the bathroom, and Dante stood there watching her clean her teeth. He panned the camera and his gaze was now fixed on her breast. As he watched her boobs sway back and forth, he began stroking himself.


    He grimaced and began reviewing the CCTV date. It was a week after he had taken her virginity. He stood there and watched as she entered the shower and removed her thong. Dante’s grasp on his cock tightened. L entered the shower with a sponge in hand,thered it up, and began showering. Her breasts protruded from beneath her arms, which soared high above her head. Dante gasped, his lips licking as he quickened his pace.


    She had finished her shower and was going to step out of the shower. She licked her lips, and Dante expanded the view. Her body was thrown back into the shower ss, her head pointing upward. She licked her lips once more before squeezing her sex and sighing. Dante wasn’t paying attention to the performance, but when he heard her moan, his gaze returned to theptop screen. He re-watched the video and saw L begin to touch herself. He moaned in unison with her when she moaned.


    “Fuck L! What are you doing to me?” As he watched her pump herself on the screen, he began pumping himself too. L’s hand began to brush her clit and moved up and down on her clit gradually. She then lowered it to her sex, then began rubbing up and down in a leisurely motion. She pressed her middle finger firmly against her pussy. That sight drove Dante insane. He hissed. He was startled when he heard her scream his name.


    “Dante!”


    “Christ! Yes baby, call my name again.” He unleashed a roar from his thin lips. His hand was pounding furiously on his cock at this point, and he was enjoying what he was seeing on the screen, and L yelling his name added to the excitement. L dipped her finger in and out of her sex. She was now close and Dante was too. As she neared her climax, she shoved her fingers in and out five times and yelled out Dante’s name. Dante growled, rapidly pumping his fist up and down. When L yelled his name, he responded with a groan and exploded on his pants. As he watched her lick her lips, he smirked maliciously. He took a few deep breaths and groped for the nightstand, dialing Elvi’s number.


    Dante: Elvis, find my wife!


    Elvis was stunned after checking the time. Wondered why his boss would call him by that time to ask him to find his wife. He was feeling sleepy, so he forgot that it wasn’t a random person calling him, but his boss.


    Elvis: Do you know what time it is?N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Dante: I don’t care, find my wife!