*Knock, knock*
As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb.He heard the lock on the doot turn and out came a stubby man. Round as a barrel, smelling of cheetos. It was an unpleasant sight and smell. He had never seen such a disgusting person in his life before living in an apartment. He belonged on a street corner, begging for change." So YOU brought her home. Did you have a good time, was it so good she sprained her ankle and fell asleep".Just leave her on the bed as he motioned Charlie to leave her on their bed. He left her down gently. He walked to the living room to see that everything was a mess. There was dishes piled on the coffee table, clothes in the floor and beer cans piled next to the couch. Charlie handed him the painkiller pills for Jessica and left. He felt sorry for her. He believed no one deserves to live like a pig. He assumed her husband did not work, judging by the cans on the floor. He couldn't have drank those in one afternoon.He could not help but wonder why on earth would she want to stay with a douche bag like that. He remembered she has a child. But he still felt that was no excuse. Tonight she didn't look like the ugly duckling she usually was. She may lack some confidence, but there is definitely room for change. As he got into the car to leave, he realised her coat was still on the seat. He decided to run back up and return her jacket. He knocked again at her door, this time much calmer. Softly. He did not want to cause any more trouble for her.'' So loverboy is back, here to have more fun? She is still asleep, what ever you did to her she is too exhausted for me to get lucky with her tonight'', Mr Brown spat out sarcastically. He laughed from within his stomach as if he wanted Charlie to shiver at his remark.''Actually sir, I am here to drop of her coat'', he said with utmost politeness. He turned around to leave when he felt a hand on his back,'' You dare come here after sleeping with my wife, lying that she was hospitalised'', Mr Brown swung his fist but Charlie was still young and agile, he dodged it with ease. Looking at the man in front of him he decided to walk away.'' I will take you to court for coming in between a happy marraige, breaking a home, sleeping with my wife'', Mr brown screamed down the hall. Charlie turned around and walked straight up to the man who spat out blatent lies.'' What did you say?'' his eyes grew cold as he questioned the pathetic figure in front of him.'' I said, You dare come here after a night of fun with my wife!!! Have you no shame, you bed my wife, she looks drugged, so you drugged my wife and took advantage of her. I should be reporting you'' he spoke in a pathetically strained voice.*Smack*Charlie could not help himself, anger rose within him and he slapped the man in front of him. The force was so great that he misbalanced and fell onto the hard wood floor. Mr Brown held his face and cowered on the floor. He was in shock.''Mr Brown , you dare question my character, you accuse me of all these lies you imagine? '' Charlie spoke firmly.'' Your wife is my colleague, she had injured herself at the office party and was treated at Winston private hospital'', He pulled out the discharge papers drom his pocket and flung it in the mans face.''The next time you dare accuse your wife, remember the slap I gave you, you are truely a pathetic scumbag'', with that being said, Charlie turned around and walked out of the building. He was angry at the remarks that was made by Jessica's husband. Mr brown was really a peice of work. He felt sorrier for Jessica and hoped that her husband would come to his senses.taking a deep breath, he looked at his watch, 1am. He jumped into his car, lit a cigarette and drove home. As he drove home his mind still wondered about Jessica's situation. He thought deeply about why she would ever stay with a man like that. He was vile. He came up with different theories. Was it because of her child? Did she love him? Is he abusive and she is terrified to leave? Is she being blackmailed? He wondered if her husband loved her or was he just using her? Was he just enjoying his life at her expense? And she allowed him to. His mind just thought of so much possibilities when it came to her situation. By what he had seen and heard tonight he figured that Jessica was a crazy person to stay with him. She was so quiet and pitiful at work that he felt sorry for her. She was the office joke because she lacked self esteem. She lacked self esteem because of her situation at home. How can anyone Ble her for being so timid,so shy and withdrawn. His heart just broke thinking about her situation. He was thankful that his children did not have to endure any such situation like this. He loved his wife and she loved him in return. They have the perfect balance of their love life and their family life. He guessed it all came down to the partner you choose. They must have the same goals and visions as you do. And his wife definitely did.Jessica woke up with a throbbing headache. Her head ached, her foot ached. Her body ached. Everything just ached. She sat up slowly trying not to strain her foot. As her thoughts flooded into her mind with the events of last night, she felt nauseas. She remembered going to the hospital and then everything was blank.Jessica was blank. She really could not remember anything after the hospital and this made her panic. She could feel an anxiety attack rising within her. Her chest tightened. She felt as if she was suffocating. She cupped her hands over her mouth taking a few deep, quick breathes. A technique she learnes when she was a child. It was something she lived with most of her life. Whenever she got stressed out, even by the most slightest things, she would freak out drastically, leading to a panic attack. As she calmed down and started to massage her temples her daughter jumped on the bed next to her. " Hey mom, what happened to your foot?" she asked, her eyebrows now furrowed. Sh
Mark Molt sat comfortably on his black leather chair behind his large dark brown oak desk. It was another long day at the office. He waited for Mrs Blunder, who was his secretary for the last fifteen years, to bring his coffee. She had been bringing him his coffee since the day she started. She was as old as his grandmother, he assumed. Her grey hair and wrinkled face had much warmth and love. He adored her. This year will be her retirement. She decided to stay on until sixty five although sixty was the retirement age. She was as fit as a fiddle. Never complained, seldom took sick leave or any leave for that matter. He was going to miss her.She was truly a valued member of the law firm family. Mrs Blunder handed him his coffee," extra hot, extra strong, extra milk and no sugar, just how you like it son". His heart melted just hearing the little old lady. Indeed he will miss her. She had three more months until retirement. He wished she didn't have to go. Mark tried to persue her to sta
Charlie Knocked at the door reluctantly. Mrs Blunder had already informed him of his bosses bad mood. It was the only suitable thing to do. Just as she adored Mark, she also adored Charlie. ''Come in'', was Marks cold voice.He stared daggers into Charlie. Charlie had goosebumps just looking at his boss. There was all sorts off assumptions running through his head about last night when he asked Charlie to attend to her. ''Hey bro, you called?, Whatsup?'' Charlie asked nervously, eyeing out his bosses face. It was grim. '' Did he do something wrong?, he could not think of anything. He always double checked his work'' ,Charlie thought,'' is it even work related??? Still I do not remember doing anything wrong. We had the bro code, I would never divulge his life, to anyone, not even his own wife'' '' Charlie, did something happen between you and Jessica last night'', Mark held a questioning look, it was almost frightening if you did not know him. "What sort of question was that?", Cha
Mark sat frozen. He would have never guessed the incident that had happened. It was as if he had heard about a movie scene and he wanted to make it into a real life movie. He wanted to make it exciting and spicy. A smile spread across his thin lips and there was a hint of mischief in his eyes. '' Well Charlie, If he thinks his wife has the standards of having an affair, lets give him his dream that he is holding on to'' Mark smirked. ''First I am going to give her the option of coming back to work, with a lucrative package. Once she is back, I am going to enjoy moulding and sculpting her. Mr Brown is going to wish he never treated her like a doormat''. ''Bro, no offence but please do not get too carried away. Remember you have a family of your own, the last time you did this, you bedded the woman for almost two whole years. I had to pay her a fortune to get lost'' Charlie spoke out of concern,"We cannot keep altering the books for the tax man. You need to get your shit in order. Th
*Ping* One email received. Jessica opened her mail. Her jaw dropped open in surprise. She could not believe her eyes. She could not believe what she was reading on her screen. She read through eagerly. "$ 15000, oh my freaking gosh" She wanted to scream out in excitement but she didn't want to alert her husband. Jessica was totally freaking out. Her brain was scattered in her head like a scrambled egg. She thought her eyes were deceiving her. " 3 times my salary", she thought. " He must really want me!!!" " After last nights appearance. I must have left a lasting impression in his heart". "I need to have him, I must have him". " He is everything a woman could want, and he will be mine. All mine". Her thoughts were running wild in her head. If he could give her this much now, he was going to be hers to give her the extravagant life that she thought she deserved. She will extort it from him. She will make him fall deeply in love with her. She will be everything he has dreamed
Pay day has arrived and Jessica was eager to go shopping. Her leg had healed beautifully, her limp was gone and she was ready to rock those heels. She pictured herself looking like a glamorous model. "Ahhh, a well deserved shopping spree and pamper day", Jessica exhaled. She spent the last three days secretly practicing in her bedroom. Walking on tiptoes before trying on a pair of heels. Soon she was skipping around effortlessly around the room. She had mastered the art of walking with elegance and poise. She smiled at herself. She was going to be the next Mrs Molt.With her tripple salary she could now dress like one of New Yorks finest. In coco Chanel and Gucci. The finest brands. A lady of class. She decided to spend a portion of her money on herself. A whole big portion. A much deserved portion. She never spent money on herself in the last ten years. She had too much responsibilities to take care off. She knew she deserved it, having only 5 sets of clothes for work in her cupboar
Jessica walked in at the usual time she did every day. Every man in the building had their eyes on her. This was the first time ever in her life that people paid attention to her. They looked at her as if she was freshly cooked meat, their hungry eyes fell on her sensuous curves which were in perfect view from the silk pencil skirt and her white tight blouse that she had worn this morning. She had purposely bought one size smaller in her blouse. She wanted her breasts to look full and plump. Her cleavage to slightly pop out from the top of her blouse. She wanted to look professional yet classy. She wanted attention but not to be obviously bold. However, she did stand out now. She was the main dish of the cuisine. She didn't expect to be in the spotlight. She was definitely making a bold statement. She could here whispers between men and woman in the building. The security guard stopped her at the lift. ''I am sorry miss, but you have not declared yourself at the receptionists desk so
Mark entered his office as usual, late morning when everyone was settled in.Being the ceo came with perks. He was well known for being fashionably late every morning. He was the boss after all and no one could question him. He greeted Mrs Blunder who was sitting at her desk going through her daily task schedule and her duties for the day. He checked if he had any appointments scheduled before slipping into his office, closing the door behind him. Sitting on his plush leather chair he flipped open his laptop,when a red gift bag that lay on the corner of his table, caught his eye. He wondered who could have sent him a gift today.''Mrs blunder,do you know anything about the gift bag on my desk?'', He picked up the phone and dialed her extention.''What gift bag, sir?'', She asked in he raspy voice. She had not seen anyone go into his office. She also wondered who could have placed it there and when did they place it. She was confused. She came into the office at her usual time,before ev