Chapter 1 The Pleasure

"You always make me feel so relieved every time we make love," Kitana whispered as she rested her head on the pillow, drawing the blanket over her bare body.

She felt weak and exhausted after the passionate encounter with Jude, her fitness coach. Yet, her face lit up, radiating appreciation for how he made her feel so satisfied.

"I'm always at your service, baby. You know I can please you better than your business-obsessed fiancé who never spares time for you when you're in the mood. Instead, he prioritizes his company and leaves you yearning," Jude said while slipping on his clothes.

He was dark-skinned, tall, and possessed an impressive muscular build - a man sculpted by years of gym training. He worked as a fitness instructor and knew how to use his strength well.

Kitana managed to sit up, leaning her back against the wall. "I want you to come over again tomorrow. My fiancé will be out for work as usual. Can we make it a date?" she asked, smiling seductively. Her tongue slowly traced her upper and lower lips while her hands lingered on her breasts.

Jude gave her a lustful grin, his eyes glued to her curves. "Of course, baby. I'll be right here with you." He zipped up his trousers and picked up his phone, glancing at the time. "It's time I head out."

Kitana reached for her own phone and began typing. Just then, a notification buzzed on Jude's phone.

"I just made a bank transfer to you, Jude. See you tomorrow, sweet Jude," she said warmly.

Jude checked his phone and smiled in astonishment as he saw the generous amount she had sent.

"This is incredible. I really appreciate you, baby. I can't wait to have you again tomorrow."

Kitana grabbed her towel and loosely wrapped it around her waist. She stood up from the bed and walked slowly toward him, each step deliberate and graceful. Her eyes fixed on him, and her smile was inviting as she placed her hands gently on his shoulders.

"Can I have a kiss before you go?" she asked softly.

Jude, ever eager to fulfill her desires, placed his hands firmly on her waist, gazing into her eyes.

"Your wish is my command, baby."

He leaned in and kissed her passionately. Kitana closed her eyes, surrendering to his touch as his hands moved to her breasts. She slowly let her own hands slide from his shoulders to his chest, deepening the kiss with every breath.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She paused, turned to check the screen, and said, "It's my best friend, Angela. Jude, I have to take this. Bye for now - we'll continue tomorrow."

Jude smiled, running his hand across his face before walking to the door and leaving quietly.

"Hello, Angela. How are you doing?" Kitana answered the call.

"Hi dear, I'm good! How about you?" Angela replied with her usual sweet, feminine tone.

"It's been a while, babe. How's everything going on your end?" Kitana asked as she began straightening the bed.

"Everything's going well. I'll come visit soon - maybe today, maybe later - but I'm swamped with work, so I'm not sure yet. Just wanted to give you a heads-up," Angela said.

"That would be lovely, dear. I can't wait to see you, boss lady!" Kitana replied cheerfully.

"Take care, Kitana. My regards to your fiancé - I know he's not home at the moment."

"I will, dear. Thank you. Bye!" Kitana ended the call and placed her phone on the bed. She then headed into the bathroom to freshen up.

....

As dusk approached, a sleek black Toyota rolled into the garage.

Fred, Kitana's fiancé, had returned from a demanding day at work. He was the CEO of a renowned car brand in the city and had dealt with a frustrating issue earlier - a batch of imported vehicles arrived with missing parts, forcing the company to bear the cost of replacements due to a lapse in inspection.

Kitana stepped outside to welcome him. She wore a short, tight-fitting gown that emphasized her curvy figure, walking seductively toward him.

"Sweetheart, welcome home. I missed you all day. How was work?" Kitana asked as she collected his bag and suit.

Fred smiled at her, visibly captivated by her appearance. "My love, thank you. I'm so lucky to have such a caring and beautiful woman. I hope you made my favorite meal?"

"Of course! I prepared it earlier today, knowing you'd love it," she replied, interrupting him with a warm smile.

He hugged her and kissed her forehead, brushing his fingers through her hair. "Let's go inside."

They climbed the stairs together and entered the bedroom.

Kitana helped him out of his shirt. She always made him feel cherished, never giving him a reason to suspect her infidelity.

Fred sat on the edge of the bed, drained and deep in thought about the financial setback his company had suffered.

Kitana walked over and gently sat on his thigh, resting her hands on his chest.

Fred couldn't resist admiring her cleavage as it peeked through her gown. He leaned in and kissed her deeply.

"Your food is ready on the dining table. I'll be waiting to eat with you. Take your bath and join me, sweetheart," Kitana said, standing and walking away with a sultry sway.

Fred's eyes followed her every step, mesmerized.

"You're one lucky man, Fred," he thought. "I need to propose to her this weekend and finally make her my wife. Only then can I rightfully enjoy her completely."

He hadn't slept with Kitana since they started dating, believing it wasn't proper until marriage. Meanwhile, Kitana had been unable to suppress her desires and frequently sought satisfaction elsewhere.

Fred wrapped a towel around his neck and walked to the bathroom.

....

After showering, Fred made his way downstairs and joined Kitana at the dining table.

He sat across from her as she uncovered the dishes and began to serve the food.

"This is delicious - I'm really enjoying it," Fred said sincerely. He admired her culinary skills, especially her signature fried rice.

"Thank you, sweetheart. It's been a while since I made this for you, so I figured today was the perfect time," Kitana replied, smiling as she ate slowly.

Fred ate until he was full. "I'm good now, dear," he said, setting his spoon down. He drank a glass of water, stood up, and returned to the bedroom.

Kitana took the dishes to the kitchen and cleaned up before joining him.

Fred was already engrossed in his laptop, researching new car models for potential import.

"He's always buried in his work, never sparing time for intimacy," Kitana thought as she lay beside him, resting her head on the pillow.

It was already 8 p.m.

Fred glanced at her body, unintentionally noticing her curves, then quickly refocused on his screen, rubbing his hand across his face.

He had promised himself he wouldn't touch her until they were married - a vow he still intended to keep.