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This is my first attempt at writing FF so please bear with me.

WARNING: This is a short cheat story, and it is NOT and HEA for C & A.There is cheating, hurt, angst, and tragedy. If you don't like stories like this, then this isn't a story for you. You have been warned. If you want to give it a try, then by all means, please do and review.

Special thanks to Debbie Hannon for your encouragement and also for letting me bounce my ideas off you as well as you sharing yours with me!

I do not own FSoG

Ana POV

I am sitting at my desk trying to concentrate on the manuscript in front of me but my mind keeps wandering back to the incredible wake up sex I had this morning with my Greek God husband Christian. I thought that after 4 years of marriage our sex life would slow down or lose some if it fizzle, but in all actuality it has gotten better. Being married to Christian has been an adventure for sure. One I would gladly sign up for again and again. Our love gets stronger every day, and I can't imagine life without him beside me.
Our marriage is no different than anyone else's...we have our ups and downs too.

About 6 months ago we went through a rough patch because we were both working long hours and not seeing each other as much as we wanted or needed to. Then a deal that Christian had been working on for months went south and he had to take a sudden trip to New York. He wanted me to go, but I had meetings all week that I couldn't cancel, so he had to go alone. He was gone for 4 days and when he came back he was a little distant and distracted, and when I tried talking to him he put it off as stress and us being apart for 4 days. That weekend we spent the entire time in the Red Room relieving him of his stress, and since then things have been back to normal. He has had to go back and forth to New York a few more times since, but they were only overnight trips-leaving early in the morning and coming back late the following evening.

My PA buzzes me to me let me know that my 3:00 appointment is in the conference room, thus ending my X-rated daydreaming.
I walk into the conference room and meet with a new author we just signed. She is in her mid-30s and self-published an E- book that has mild success.
I reviewed the rough draft for her most recent story and thought it had potential, so after speaking with her on the phone a few times I decided to have her come in for a formal sit down and offer her a book deal. She was really excited and assured me that she would not have any problems meeting the deadlines outlined in the contract. As the meeting came to an end we agreed to meet again in 3 weeks to review her progress on the edits I suggested.

When I got back to my desk my PA told me that Christian had called while in was in my meeting so I called him from my office, but it went straight to voice mail.
I called Andrea and she informed me that Christian had to take an unscheduled trip to Portland and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon. This was his third trip to Portland in the last 3 weeks. I wonder what deal he has going on down there that requires his presence so often. I will have to ask him tonight when he calls. Since I am now going home to an empty house tonight I decided to stay late and catch up on some work that I have been neglecting for the past few days.
I called Sawyer about 730 and told him I was ready to leave. I texted Christian on the way home and he called few minutes later.
"Hey baby...you worked late tonight. Anything special?
"No. Just catching up on some manuscripts I'm behind on. Who did you meet with today?"
"The Farming Division at WSU. They have a new project they want to start working on, and are trying to convince me to give them the funding so they can start their research next semester."
"It must be a major project to get you down there 3 weeks in a row..." I mutter to myself...a little louder than I thought.
"It's important, Ana. They are trying to develop a new technology to speed up crop production, which will result in more food being produced in poor countries" he explains, with a little irritation in his voice. "Look Ana, I have to go...I'm meeting them for dinner and drinks in a few minutes. I'll call you tomorrow afternoon when I get back." And with that he hangs up, before I can say anything.
Well, that was abrupt.

Sawyer pulls in the parking garage and lets me out by the elevator. I walk into our apartment and see that Gail has left dinner in the warmer for me, but after that phone call I decide on a glass of wine for dinner instead of food. I wake the next morning with a fuzzy head...one glass of wine for dinner turned into 3. Christian's shortness on the phone really irked me and I couldn't shake it, so I decided to drown my irritation with wine...not a smart thing to do on a work night. He's due back this afternoon and I will talk to him about it tonight after dinner.

About noon I hear a knock on my office door and when I look up my handsome husband standing in my doorway with a bouquet of roses and a smile on his face.
"Well this is a surprise…I wasn't expecting you back until later this afternoon" I say to him as I give him a quick kiss on the lips and take the flowers from him. Turning around to set them on my desk I hear Christian tell Hannah to hold my calls before closing and locking my door. He walks up behind me, pinning me against my desk and moves my hair to one while trailing kisses down my neck. I can feel the bulge in his pants as he grinds his hips into me while he slides his hands inside my blouse, squeezing my breasts. I moan out loud as I wiggle my ass against his growing erection. I can feel wetness building in between my thighs as Christian continues to pull on my hardened nipples and that familiar pull starts to build in my groin. "Christian" I moan as he lifts my skirt and slides his hand into my panties and slips 2 fingers inside me. "God I love how you're always so wet for me baby." he whispers in my ear."Christian, please..." I beg. "What do you want, Ana?" He says as he slides his fingers in and out of my wet pussy and rubs his thumb on my swollen clit. "OMG don't stop Christian!" I cry into his neck as he continues his assault with his thumb and fingers and a few minutes later I am going over the edge.
Christian covers my mouth with his to muffle my screams so my staff doesn't hear me having an orgasm.
He pulls his hand out of my panties, tearing them off as he goes, pushes my skirt up around my waist and slaps my ass. Before I can catch my breath and come down from my orgasm he yanks his pants down far enough to release his cock and lines himself up with my wet folds. "You want this, baby?" I barely manage to mumble yes as he slams into me, causing another orgasm to start building. "Hold on baby this is going to be hard and fast!" He pounds into me like a madman and starts pinching my nipples hard and I feel my insides start to clench again, bringing me close to another orgasm. "You like this baby? You like me fucking you this hard?" Just hearing him say that pushes me over the edge again and I have my second orgasm in less than 3 minutes... Christian moans in my ear "Oh God baby I can feel you squeezing my cock! I'm gonna come!" He thrusts a few more times, then stills and I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, filling me with his hot seed. He collapses on top of me, panting, and it's all I can do to support his weight on top of me. He slowly pulls out of me and pulls his pants up, and I can feel the aftermath of our orgasms running down my legs. He grabs some tissues off my desk and cleans me up before turning me around and kissing me while he carries me over and sets me down on my couch. Finally after a few minutes I able to form a complete sentence "I'm not complaining, but what brought that on?" He just smiles and says "What-can't a man bend his incredibly hot wife over her desk and fuck her brains out every now and then?" With that we be both laughed and started talking about the WSU project. He has made up his mind to give them the grant money and has to fly down there one more time to sign off on the paperwork and hand over the check.

When I'm able to stand I walk into my private bathroom and get a fresh pair of panties and fix myself so we can leave for lunch. I have learned to keep a few extra pair available as this is not an uncommon occurrence.
I have nothing important on my schedule for the afternoon so I call Hannah and tell her I won't be back, and I have Taylor take me home after dropping Christian at GEH.
When I get to Escala I find Gail in our bedroom unpacking Christian's overnight bag. I walk into the bathroom and accidently knock his shaving kit off the counter and everything spills onto the floor. As I bend down to pick everything up I see an opened box of condoms lying on the floor.

I stare at the box of condoms, wondering why they are in his shaving kit. Christian still hasn't warmed up to the idea of having kids yet, so he insists on wearing condoms the week before and the week after I get my Depo shot, just to make sure it doesn't run out early and we have an unplanned pregnancy. Seeing them in his shaving kit really gnaws at me though.

He comes home a few hours later and after dinner he tells me he is going to Portland again on Thursday to sign off on the grant for WSU. There is a celebration dinner/cocktail party afterwards so he will be staying overnight and will be back Friday afternoon-he can't fly Charlie Tango if he has a drink with dinner. I told him I'm meeting with one of our best- selling authors Thursday afternoon so I can't make the trip with him. He tells me not to worry, that I can make it up to him in my office again, and I suggested getting Elliot to soundproof my office if this is going to become a regular thing.

The week goes by pretty fast and it's already Thursday- Christian headed out to Portland earlier this morning. I've been on a conference call for the last hour and am grateful when it comes to an end-I am ready for a break. Hannah knocks and brings me a welcome cup of tea and a few messages
My afternoon meeting has been cancelled because the author had an emergency come up and had leave for Portland very early this morning, but will be back in town tomorrow. I have an idea..."Hannah, call her and ask her if she can meet me in Portland at the Heathman later this afternoon, around 4:30." I can meet with her this afternoon, and then surprise Christian tonight.
Hannah calls the author and she is able to meet, so since Sawyer is off for the next few days I call Reynolds to come pick me up. We swing by Escala so I can pack an overnight bag and we take off for Portland. I tell Reynolds not to tell Taylor or Christian about this trip, as I want to surprise Christian, and he agrees to keep it quiet.

We arrive at the Heathman at 4:00 and since Christian and I are well known to the staff here there is no problem allowing me to check into Christian's room. He always reserves the Penthouse when he stays here, even if it's only for 1 night. I go up to the room to freshen up a bit before my meeting—Christian's bag is already in the room so Taylor must have brought it up earlier. I hide my bag in the back of closet so he doesn't see it if he gets back before I am done with my meeting. Hannah reserved a small conference room for me so I head downstairs to meet with my author.

My meeting goes very well, and we finish up about 6:00 and I head upstairs to wait for Christian. After he escorts me to the Penthouse floor, I dismiss Reynolds for the rest of the night, telling him to meet me tomorrow afternoon at work, and that I would text him tomorrow what time he needs to be at my office. He has a girlfriend in Seattle so he doesn't hesitate to take the opportunity to spend the night with her, and gladly heads out for the evening

I slide my door key in and walk into the room and set my purse on the table. I hear Christian's IPod playing and I can smell his scent so he must have come in while I was in my meeting. I pull my phone out and turn on the camera so I can video the surprised look on his face when he sees me. I hear noise coming from the bedroom so I walk over and quietly open the door; the scene in front of me is one I never imagined.
Christian's pants are halfway down his thighs, and he is pounding into some whore who is blindfolded, on her knees with her hands tied to the headboard rails, and a spreader bar between her legs.
"You like that baby? You like me fucking you this hard?" OMG the same thing he said to me in my office the other day...I can't believe what I am seeing. I slowly back out of the room without him hearing me, grab my purse and run to the elevator with tears running down my face.

I run outside and jump in a cab and mumble "Seattle" to the driver.
He repeats Seattle to me and I nod my head because I was not able to talk. The entire ride back I thought about what just happened, and what I was going to do. We pull up to Escala about 930 and I pay the driver and numbly walk to the elevator. Just then my phone buzzes with a text from Christian...
I open his text "Hey baby. I'm back from dinner. Call me."
I'm shaking as I read his text...I don't know if I can talk to him right now. As the elevator doors open and I walk into the apartment I suddenly feel a wave of anger wash over me. How could he do this to me? How long has it been going on? Is she a sub, or is she more? And mostly, Why? I take a deep breath, calm my nerves, and call him. He picks up on the 2nd ring.
"Hey baby. How was your day?"
From the sound of his voice he has no clue I was there earlier. "It was educational. I learned a lot. I had a meeting with an author and found out some really interesting things afterwards."
"You sound different. Are you OK? He asks, concerned.
"I have a headache from hell. I think I'm just going to go to bed."
"OK. I hope you feel better in the morning. We are leaving at 1:00 so I'll be back about 2:00. Why don't you stay home tomorrow and I'll come home as soon as we land."
"That sounds like a good idea. I'll text Hannah that I'm not coming in. Goodnight Christian." I hung up and sat on the couch for a minute, getting my thoughts together. Hannah had already cleared my schedule for tomorrow so there was no need to text her.

All the way home I thought about what I wanted to do. There is no way in hell that I will forgive him. I need to get out of here and away from him fast. I walk into our bedroom and pack a bag, enough to get me through at least a week, and then I go into his office to get my passport, our marriage license, and the deed to Grey Publishing out of the safe. In the back of the safe I saw the 15 sub files. I stare at them for a minute, and then decided they might come in handy so I take them out and make a copy of each one, including the photographs. I carefully put the files back so he wouldn't know they have been touched and close and lock the safe. Tomorrow morning, first thing I will call the best divorce attorney in Seattle, who just happens to be Kate's dad's attorney, and get the divorce ball rolling.

I grab my suitcase and stuff all the paperwork in and walk to the elevator. Nobody is here since Taylor is with Christian, and Reynolds is with his girlfriend, so I call a cab and walk out of Escala, my home for the last 4 years.
I have the cab driver take me to mine and Kate's old apartment...she still keeps it for when Ethan visits, and I still have my key. I guess this will be my new home for a while.

I text her to see if she is still up and she answers right back. "What's up?" "Can you meet me at our old apartment? I need to talk. Please don't tell Elliot. No questions right now just come."
"On my way."
10 minutes later I hear her key in the door and when she sees me her face falls. "What's going on Steele?"
I tell her what happened and she holds me and lets me cry it out without saying anything. When I can talk again she asks me what I want to do. "I want a divorce. I can't and won't forgive him. He knows how I feel about cheating, from what I went through with my mom and what she did to my dad. Can your dad call his attorney and get me an appointment first thing tomorrow?" Kate grabs her phone. "I'll call him right now."

30 minutes later I am talking to her dad's attorney. I explained what just happened and what I want. He offered to come over tonight so we can get paperwork going so I can have Christian served tomorrow. I guess the Grey name can get things done fast. It's about 3:30 in the morning when my attorney finally leaves. He said he will have the papers done up in the morning and as soon as I sign them he will have Christian served. I don't want to go through the courts if I don't have to...I would prefer to keep this private. I didn't mention the video on my phone of Christian fucking his whore. I'll save that for the divorce and use it if I have to, along with the 15 insurance policies in my suitcase.
Seeing how I never signed and NDA there is nothing Christian can do should I decide use the video or pictures to force his hand in the divorce. I don't want anything, I just want out.