She smiled and they lady smiled as
well. They had had a lengthy quiet time together. She had two glasses of wine,
her dark eyes captive of his brown eyes. Then he suggested something, looking
at his watch.
“Let’s go to the hotel quickly. Or my
house before my wife comes back.”
“No I think the hotel is better.” She
replied as he held her hand.
They paid the bill and hurried to his
car like naughty teenagers before the they hurried to the nearby hotel. She was
giggling as they walked into the lobby; the wine had gotten to her head. She
had tied her hair to the top of her head. It was a nice and warm afternoon with
a few cloud cover. He drove an expensive sporty car. He was of medium built, and
wore an expensive suit and shoes. His face was clean shaven and had a bit of a
belly but nothing that could not work back to a six pack with the right exercises.
He booked a room and soon he whisked her upstairs to the room. Without knowing
it they hurriedly undressed. She kissed him back as he mumbled just how crazily
in love she made him feel. He had never done this before and before long the
lay on the bed covers and he made love with her. She was out of breath, she let
go of her fears. She was here now and she might as well enjoy the moment. Her
long dark hair, he made it loose as he kissed her face, he run his hands
through it as they perspired. She kissed him again and again. She laughed at
first nervously but then she got used to the idea and just let go as though she
were with her husband. She let go. She was happy. They lay quietly afterwards.
He was asleep. She took a quick nap, but after half an hour she woke up.
“Listen I have to go. I have to go. I
need to get home before my husband does.” She began.
He pulled the pillow to his ears.
But she continued.
“Gill.” She nudged at him; “I have to
go. Drive me back to the restaurant. I need to collect my car.” She practically
pleaded as though reality had just set back.
“Okay. Okay, calm down.” He
interrupted. “I am exhausted.” He responded getting up and walking to the bathroom.
He used the toilet and then he walked into the shower.
“Don’t you want to shower or something?”
He called out.
“My hair… I will be too fresh. I will
shower as soon as I get home.”
“I have to.” He responded rubbing the
soap on his body, “In case my wife smells me.”
“So you do this often?”
“No.” He lied. “You are just one
special lady.”
“So the business…?” She began.
“I can’t talk about that now. It was
pleasure and the rest will follow. You sound like my wife. Don’t rush me. I
will take care of it in good time. You have my word.” He replied whilst she
stood in the bathroom with him.
They needed at least 50k, for the
project. He has to come through. She looked at her watch as he began to dress.
Next time she will drive her own car, she could not bear to wait, but she had
to be patient, she had to be polite, after all she was a lady. She’d had a good
time. Why was she worried? She had to be home before her husband.
“Now we are ready.” He said patting
her on the shoulder. “Let’s hope we won’t meet the late afternoon traffic”
“Let’s hope so.” She replied delighted
to be leaving the premises.
They talked briefly on their way back
to the restaurant. He parked the car and kissed her on the lips. She thanked
him for the ride and hurried to her car. She got into her car and looked
herself in the mirror, what have I done she thought to herself; before looking
away from her image. She raced back home. It was nearly twilight when she
pulled into the driveway. She got out of the car and walked towards the house.
“Hello. Where have you been? I was
trying to reach you for some time but I couldn’t get hold of you?” She heard
the sound of her familiar husband’s voice. This was the moment she dreaded.
This is the reason she should not have left her car parked at the restaurant.
She could have been here a bit earlier then. She was faced with the prospect of
kissing her own husband on the lips now.
“I went off.” She replied scratching
her head and remembered that her hair was now loose, whereas in the morning
she’d had it tied. She hoped that he could not remember.
“Off to where?” Visco persisted as he
studied her.
“To see some possible clients. They
needed to tell me what they wanted.”
“So do these clients have names? Does
the place have a name?”
“What about me entering the house and
talking over a cup of tea or something?” She smiled at her husband, “I might as
well give you my business dairy. How was your day darling?” She added a bit sarcastically.
“Oh, sorry. I forgot you work hard!”
Moving out of her way. She rolled her eyes as she walked past him.
“And my day was okay.” He replied walking
in after her.
“I need to put on some flat shoes.”
She hurried to the bedroom upstairs. She took off her clothes and hurried into
the shower just as her husband walked in. He sat on the toilet seat.
“I was actually concerned about you.”
He continued.
“I thought you would work late on the
project?” She cut in as the shower water made noise in the background.
“Yeah but we don’t have money. I mean
I already told you that. So it is pointless for me to make the guys work late.
Talking of money…” He spoke up in a raised voice so he could be heard above the
running water.
“Yeah
I know. I thought one of my clients would pay me yesterday but they didn’t. You
will have to wait a day or so.” She replied back in a high tone too whilst
rubbing the shower gel on her body. This is just what she wanted; to wash Gill
off her body.
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