Noah St. James
Six years ago
"Yes sir?". I said over the phone terrified. I was really hoping to nail this job, I was really really nervous. Ever since I left, my doing wife, I promised myself not to go back, until I had finally made it, until I can look her in the eye and not be ashamed of my self.
"I'm sorry, Mr Carpenter. We already have someone who is better at the job. Thanks for working with Yacob Cars". And the phone went silent. I slid to the ground, why the hell was my life like this?!. Nothing go was going on for me, I felt so hopeless. This was the third time I was being rejected after being used by a company. Three months had passed since I left my wife, and those months had been the worst of my life.
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Three years ago.
It was a busy day in the office, I guess I can say, all my hard work really paid off. I remember days, I wouldn't eat, but keep on working on new upgrades and designs for my car company. I guess hard work does pay off.
I got to see her today, even though I was busy, I had to send her those flowers today, and also see her. I took the chance to get a picture of her. She really was a hard worker. I watched her as she wiped coffee tables and gave out orders.
I couldn't take it anymore, I drove away. Soon I'll get her in my arms. My company was doing well, but, it still needed more investors, so that it would not crash anytime soon. I drove into my company. My employees greeted me and kept on working, like I said, it was in deed a busy day. I pulled out my camera, as soon as I got to my office, printed out the picture, sat on my chair and stared at my lovely wife.
I stared at her picture in my hands, how beautiful she still looked, but also very thin. I hope she loved the roses I sent to her. I picked up my phone to call Carla.
After three rings, she picked up. "Hello?". She said in a sad voice.
"Hey?. Are you okay?. What's wrong?". Carla was a uprising model, and due to the fact that her mother works for me, I decided to help Carla achieve her dream. Carla and I met on a very stormy day, I was driving home, when I saw her in front of my mansion, crying. Well, the problem was that her mom was angry with her, because she decided to drop out if business school to become a Model. It was indeed an evening full of curses, cries and anger, but I promised Paula, that I was going to make her daughter a star, and since then, I kept my word.
"You promised we would go out for ice cream yesterday". She said softly. I chuckled. Carla was a full grown up, at the age of 26, you'd think she would be mature, well, jokes on you. Carla was a funny girl, but at the same time, her immaturity sometimes, annoys me.
"I had to do something very important today Carla". I said firmly.
"But… I had something really important to tell you today." She said.
I sighed. "Carla, I had to see my wife today". I said staring and smiling at the picture in my hands.
"You left her three years ago, you aren't married to her anymore. And besides, I know you feel something for me". She said firmly.
Okayyyy…. What the actual fuck?!. Where did that nonsense come from?!. "What makes you think I have feelings for you?" I asked, loosing my temper.
"I mean, I see the way you kept staring at me, in that yellow dress I wore at fashion week. You'd even ask me, what gift I'd love to have on Valentine's day, or even when you asked me if red roses was romantic enough to make my heart pound. I've seen the signs Noah, you don't need to lie about it". She said lowly, while chuckling.
Okay, it seems like this girl has lost some screws in her brain. What the fucking hell is she talking about?!. When I asked her those questions, I asked hinting the word "Woman". Like, 'What gift would a woman love on Valentine's day?. Or, Are red roses romantic enough to make a woman's heart pound?. Even when I saw her in that dress, the only face I saw was Daniella's own.' So what in fucks name is she talking about?!.
"I think you are hungover. I'm really tired. Good day". I said and ended the call. I was fuming with anger!. I thought of this girl, like a sister, someone I wanted to help, because, I know how hard it is when you want to achieve your dreams!.
This girl really is out of her mind, I think being too nice to her, started giving her weird thoughts!. What the hell?!.
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Present day
I woke up, and checked my alarm clock. It was 11:00 in the morning. Shit!. I was late. Why didn't alarm ring?!. Yesterday was filled with a lot of screaming, quarrelling, making out, and then, when we both got tired of yelling at each other, we slept. But, I made sure to set my alarm clock, so I could wake up by 6:30am, what went wrong,. Setting it down, two batteries rolled on the floor. And then realisation hit me, that vixen took out the batteries.
I got up from the bed, pissed as hell. She thank her stars that she wasn't in bed, else!.
I walked into the bathroom, quickly brushed my teeth, and washed my face. I walked out of the bathroom and then, my phone rang. I quickly picked it up.
"Hello Noah". Came Mr Smith's voice. He was an investor, who was really interested in investing into my company, yeah, I was a billionaire, doesn't mean I don't love money.
"Hey Mr Smith. I won't be able to make it to the meeting this morning, let's move the appointment to tomorrow. My apologizes." I said, apologetically. He answered, with an 'okay, no problem', and I cut the call. Even my stupid secretary couldn't call me?!. She is about to have her ass fired, but first, I need to teach a certain woman how to behave. So I wore my khaki shorts and a robe.
I walked down the stairs, calling out her name, no response. Then it hit me, why was the house quiet?!. Did she runaway?!. Fear dominated my thoughts. I walked down the stairs quickly. There is no way she would escape, I had security guards everywhere, so, she was still in this house.
I heard, the sound of plates and spoons clashing from the kitchen. I entered the kitchen, and there she was. In a maroon night gown, her back was to me, so I watched as she bent down to pick up the plates that fell. Fuck!. She was wearing any underwear, I could see her pink pussy, in the broad daylight. My manhood was erect already at this moment, and I shamelessly didn't hide it. She stood up, turned around, and looked at me, she smiled, and gave a quick peck on the lips. I wanted more.
I pulled her closer, and forcefully kissed her, with vigor and hunger. I wanted her so badly. It been so long, since I've been in her wet depths. She responded to my kiss. I felt her grab my dick, and started stroking it, God!, that felt so good. She went down on her knees, what the hell has gotten into her?. Well, I don't care, and I didn't want to stop.
She brought my dick out, and took it whole in her mouth, my eyes went to the back of my head. I fisted her hair in my hand and made her go faster.
'Fuck! It felt so nice. Her mouth was so warm and inviting.' I thought out loud.
"Fuck, Dani, I'm gonna come". I said my breath rasphy. She didn't stop, she just kept on sucking me off. I pulled her head down on my dick, and my hot seed poured out in her mouth. Fuck. I've been pent up, for seven fucking years!. She swallowed, and cleaned her mouth with her thumb, I caressed her cheek, and was about to kiss her, when I heard the blaring of my alarm.
I jolted up from bed immediately. What the fuck?!. I was dreaming. I looked to the side of the bed, there was no one beside me, but I did hear the shower on in the bathroom. She was taking her bath, thank God.
I quickly stood up from the bed, and to my greatest surprise, my dick was out of my boxers, how?. There was no cum on it?!. What the fuck?. I had a fucking wet dream, so how come, there's no cum, and my dick was out?. Did I do that?.