Noah
A week ago
I sat back on the couch in my hotel room. I finally had Daniella. Paula had called earlier and told me that, Diana already applied for the job, and she had already employed her already.
Daniella had no idea she had fallen back into his trap. He planned it from the get go. All those years he was away from her drove him mad. He couldn't concentrate neither could he get his life together. He left their home, the house they both strived to build together, the place where they shared love, made love, lived in happiness, he left that lovely place to make a better man out of himself, so as to give his one and only love a better life.
When things started getting better for him, he started sending her flowers. He monitored her movements and everything she did. Some would call him crazy, some would say that was a sick thing to do, but this was Daniella, the woman he had promised he'd spend the rest of his life with, the woman who made him happier than all the richest in the world. He knew he was worthy of her, at all. She was the one keep the home, providing while he kept on reaping her labor. It was meant to be the other way round. He was meant to be the one spoiling her, treating her like the queen she is, she deserved the best; but that was exactly what he couldn't provide for her.
He had to leave, to find something doing else where, to find something doing and make her proud of him..
"Yes?.... Hello?". I said raising my phone to my left ear. Finally, she was going to be with me again. I'll make her succumb to me again. It would be hard, yes!, But I have my ways of getting what I need from her. And all I want is her, I want her to love me again. I wonder what the look on her face would be like when she sees me again.
"She was just given the uniform Sir. She hasn't settled in yet. She should be in the changing room by now". Said Paula from the phone. I instantly got hard… imagining her naked, with her perky boobs and pink nipples, just begging to be sucked. Her tempting creamy thighs, and how soaking her depth use to be, whenever we made love.
'Patience… patience'. I mummered to myself in my head. Soon we would be together, and this time, I won't let her go no matter what.
"Good. Make sure you take good care of her. I'll be back next week, to see my Queen. Make sure she's happy. Do I make I myself clear, Paula?". I said firmly.
I heard grumbling over the phone, but she replied. "Yes sir! ". She said reluctantly.
I cut the phone and placed it in my desk. I want to be done with this meeting and go home to meet my wife. I need to be with her again. I don't think I can think clearly anymore, I just need her in my arms.
it's quite nice to see that he did everything to give her a good life