My Toni Is Mr. Anthony
Chapter 32 - Tiffany Wilson

Meeting Room at Wilson Group,

"Akh!" tiffany's sigh reverberated inside the room, her head held up, a light of lights doused her, she closed her eyes as Bryan carried her flying into the sky.

One of his business associates ducked, peeping Tiffany's lips while whispering, "Hold your moan. Don't let them get suspicious, Tiff. We can play while waiting, hm?" Then his eyes looked at Tiffany with adoring glare.

Tiffany likes the feeling of being wanted and admired by men.

He held back that no sound came out of his mouth, his eyes glancing towards the wall clock. Soon the meeting will start, they don't have much time. But he wanted to try and not stop before he reached the finish line.

Yep. He was doing taboo stuff in the office with business partners and friends hang out. Bryan came early so they could just 'greet each other' before the meeting started.

A stifled growl rang out from behind him, tense up and g@ir@hkan. The door of the room can open at any time and expose their activities, but it's challenging. The adrenaline Tiff is getting higher.

Tiff changed their positions, he was lying on a large meeting table.

"Do me harder.. deeper." Tiff ordered while panting. They have to be quick.

Bryan turned his head towards the wall clock, he had to completely finish everything. Or they will be found out! Soon the meeting will begin, and the people will come to this room.

A nice quickie before meeting.

Then Bryan took the initiative to pull Tiff's legs, he wants to go deeper to make it easier for them to enter the finish line faster.

"GOSH." cursed Tiff among the waves that began to hit him. The fear of being caught gives him his own sensation.

"Rub yourself." said Bryan in the middle of his attempt to please Tiffany.

Both of Tiff's legs stretched out preparing to receive Bryan's every move. "I almost forgot." Among the waves that hit him, Tiff said, "Be ordinary and polite to me in front of anyone especially in front of my parents, Bryan. Don't try to use this secret to corner me."

Tiff looked at Bryan who was standing on top of him with a threatening look. To him, Bryan was the same as any other man close to him. X3x machine!

"Hmmm... Nope, Tiff. The risk is too great for me if it's exposed. sshhh." Bryan pressed Tiff deeper, more intense.

Tiff smiled in satisfaction, getting a deal from Bryan. "Let's go again, Bryan."

The wobbling roar of the table was acted out with Tiffani's voice and Bryan's loud gasps. They both worked hard to get to the finish together.

"I'm cumming!" exciting Tiffany.

"Me, too... "

TOK TOK!

The sound of knocking stopped all their activity. Both are soon to be clean.

***

"So when are you going to see Mr Peterson?" Ask Mr. Wilson.

The meeting was postponed because the big boss came and wanted to talk to him. More precisely, the meeting was replaced by Papa Tiffani and his secretariat. While Tiffany reluctantly meets her Papa.

"As soon as I can." said Tiffani indifferently.

He tried to sit in his chair quietly despite being uncomfortable with his sticky body. What can be done, if the Papa has spoken, then it will be difficult to interrupt. He had to hold back.

"st. Mary told me Mr. Peterson was collapsing and he was being treated there. He was Anthony's father's replacement. You should look at him. Let's not let our relationship with Peterson break down. I reasoned you were sick from the shock of your future husband disappearing."

Mr. Wilson's voice felt like a dull old song in his son's ears, while Tiff felt the rest of his activity begin to flood out. Wetting the underwe@r she was wearing in a hurry.

Almost earlier they were caught if they did not hurry to tidy up. Fortunately, they did not take it all off until they quickly put back on their underwear and make a good appearance.

"Your future husband, Anthony... "

'What?'

Tiffany tilted her ears, as her faint-hearted ears caught the name of the man she once liked. Anthony Peterson's.

"I ask you, are you going to continue your relationship with Anthony?"

"Did you say he was in the hospital too? Why?" Tiffany asked back. He wanted to read the situation first before making a decision.

Frankly, the disappearance of Anthony did not make her depressed at all, she actually felt free to hang out with any man without worrying about being caught by her future husband.

About gossip?

Her influence as a female activist as well as the son of the Wilson family, made it easy to cover all sorts of scandals. Moreover, she is smart to utilize her 'excess' as a woman to obtain certain goals.

"Anthony has amnesia, presumably due to an accident... " Mister Wilson hung up his sentence. He rubbed his chin.

"And, then?" ask Tiffany. To the curious, Tiffany's face looked flat without any emotional turmoil.

"Peterson had found his grandson some time ago and brought him home. Strangely, he didn't give me any news at all about Anthony's discovery." Mr. Wilson seemed to think.

"Don't remember anyone at all?"

"Peterson said so. And he intends to postpone your marriage until his granddaughter really recovers. What say?"

"Is Papa sure he doesn't remember anything? Anybody? Papa met him?" Tifanny leaned her Papa with questions.

"I haven't seen him yet, Peterson forbade me from seeing Anthony because I was resting after therapy. I've checked and according to the hospital's data it's true that she's lost her memory."

Tiffanny mangosteen - mangosteen, there is a little relief because the marriage was delayed. But he was also upset that Toni was back in town.

"Alright, I will be visiting my future husband in a few days" Tiffany said lightly without any burden.

Looking at Tiffany's usual expression, Mr. Wilson frowned. Doesn't seem a bit worried.

"Don't tell me you're still in touch with Anthony's twin" said Mr Wilson in a sharp tone.

"Anthony's sister, Papa." replied Tiffany as she rolled her eyeballs.

His father often referred to Alex as Anthony's twin. Their faces and stature are so similar when viewed from afar. Unlike Tiffany, for her the brothers were two different poles. Alex can harmonize between business and pleasure. Unlike Anthony, business is business.

Mr. Wilson pressed his head against Tiffany's face. "So you're still in touch with him?"

"Why can't it? We're just friends." replied Tiffany, she bit her tongue so as not to slip the words next.

'with benefit.'

"You knew? Your life will be more comfortable if you marry Anthony. His future is better than Alex's."

Tiffany snorted and laughed ironically. "So, since when does Papa care about me? Isn't this a business wedding?"

Connect yes....

Some words are indeed typo to avoid censorship ya Gaes. 🤭

Note :

Friends with benefit \= Friends But Friendly

A nice quickie \= s-e-k-s lightning 😝😚

Challenging \= challenging

Prefers a bad boy than the conservative one \= prefers the slightly naughty ones over the old-fashioned ones.