Next morning, I left him to phone Helen and gave him a key. I also made him promise to message afterwards.
It was a tense morning at work and by 1.30 I still hadn't heard, which was driving me crazy.
About 2 o'clock, he sent a WhatsApp
'Still have a job, see you tonight.'
I thought the day would never end, but eventually, I was letting myself into the house and there he was waiting for me.
He gathered me up in his arms and pressed me against him.
"I'm glad that's over and I think that I have you to thank for me keeping my job."
"I don't know what you mean."
"Helen made it quite clear that if it hadn't been for you I'd be out of a job, so thank you, Mark."
"You're welcome, but you can thank me with that hard c**k that's pressing against my leg right now. "
He dragged me to the bed
