Charles and I settled in the living room that only had a convertible couch while his helpers packed my clothes and books in the bedroom. I was embarrassed to serve him juice in the stainless steel glass when he said he was thirsty, but he picked it up from the tray like it didn’t matter to him at all what kind of glass he was being served the juice in.
Someone who must have never drunk in any other glass except for the finest quality tumbler made with the best available material was drinking water in a stainless steel table glass because that was all I had at home. But he didn’t make any deal out of it, and that was another thing of his that appealed to me quite much.
There are some people who are too lost in their so-called world that they lose touch with reality and don’t realize that many people are not on the same boat as theirs. There are middle-class people and low-class people as well who live just as fine in the things that they are able to afford and the kind of things that they can afford.
They are only categorized like that because of their income, and in no way in terms of their values, ethics, and morals. That man sitting right there on my couch was very different, and I developed a soft corner for him already, and going out on a date with him was going to be difficult for me to resist whatever I was feeling for him. But because I had already given him a word, I was no way going to back off from it.
My driver enters the mansion that belongs to me since I am married to the owner of this villa now. Every time that I see it, I forget all that I have been thinking about in my mind while riding in the car, and I prepare my mind to return to my husband who is very loving and sexy, and he personifies the word irresistible.
Looking at the parking section to see if his car is parked, I feel a little sad about his car not being there in the lot. He has cars for every occasion such as going to work, going for a long drive, going out with friends and, of course, one for him and I. Having one car for me was a big deal to me, and here I have a car for me which is over and above all of the cars that he owns.
As I saw all the other cars parked except the one that he takes to work, I understood that he has gone to the office. I hope it is because of an urgent meeting that must have been called in to discuss the strategy of the fraud control agency that he has hired to identify the person responsible for the fraudulent transactions happening from the company’s bank account.
Going back to remember the talk in my mind that I had with Charles about moving in with roommates, my face catches a smile once again, and because the servants in the house are looking at me to acknowledge and greet me, I let that smile be for them as I respond to every single one of them not to let them feel that I am going crazy.
When I reach my bedroom, I get in my bed to rest some till Charles gets back home because I need a fresh mind to figure out the way to convince him for the plan that I have in mind to take some time off from our daily life and get away with him to live differently for a while. And we could possibly do a few interesting things that he and I have always wanted to do, but I will have to list them down before I talk to him about it.
Instead of sorting that out in my mind, my mind is still wanting to replay the talk that I had with Charles about moving in with roommates which was around three years ago. When the two people were packing my stuff in the bedroom, Charles and I were sitting on the couch in the living room randomly looking here and there, figuring out what we could do.
Wanting to let him know about my living arrangement so that he does not feel odd when he sees other girls in the new apartment as well, initiating a conversation about it felt best to me. So, I mentioned, “I will be living with roommates now. I don’t know what that will be like as I have lived all by myself since my late teenage years.”
“If you’re not sure about it, then why are you moving with them?” He questioned.
I felt a little insulted to tell him about not being able to afford another home like the one that I was living in at that time, I got lost in coming up with an excuse. The landlord had asked me to vacate that house as he didn’t want to renew the rent agreement because his own son was coming to stay in that apartment since it was closer to the college he got into.
Lying to him didn’t feel right and moreover I had no reason to lie to him. It was his choice to come and help me with whatever I was doing, and that definitely included being aware of why it was happening. So, I gave up thinking about the excuse for moving in with roommates, and I said, “My lease is over, and I cannot afford another place like this.”
His reply to what I said was unthinkable, and I couldn’t have ever thought of him giving me an option like that. I had my eyes widened and my jaw hanging when he said, “I have a big house and got a couple of bedrooms. You can stay there until you find an affordable house for you. That way we can also spend time together and get to know each other better. What do you think about this?”
.Olivia.I feel a little relieved to know that Charles is fine with compromising on something that he wanted his dream girl to do for him; give him a baby of his own who will be a reflection of him in every possible way. Even though any child can be taught the way that they ought to carry forward the traditions and the legacy.That is completely dependent on how the parents teach them their ways of life which should not be imposed on them at all. It should just be shown to them, and they should be given the leverage to decide how they want to go about it. If the parents practise what they preach, sooner or later the child will also follow their footsteps.Parents play the most important role in shaping the way a child’s mindset develops because no matter the bad influence in their lives, but they will always remain on the right path and not get distracted if a strong foundation is laid by the parents. And that ha
.Charles.Difficult for me to believe I have an angel living with me. Not only is she naïve, but she is also damn innocent. Every chick that I have been with since the start has all wanted to get the best out of me. They were mainly concerned with my money and wanted to extract as much as possible from me. And even then, they were never satisfied with all the things that I would give them as per their demand. They were all such materialistic girls.Despite having such a deal where they were using me financially and I was using them physically, I had become a monster. Never had I ever thought that I would like to settle down in life because I was getting all the enjoyment without being committed to anyone, and I believed in variety being the spice of life.Every day a new chick would come to my bed. Sometimes either I met them somewhere or called them back, and other times a phone call to an escort agency would tak
To the thing that I said, he ignored it even after I mentioned the talk I wanted to have with him and rushed into the bedroom to freshen up, which is why I also parked it in my head to live the moment I have waited for the entire week. The feeling of holding my darling husband gets better every time. His muscular body makes me want to give myself to him from top to bottom, and it also makes me want to prove all my skills to him.As we enter the bathroom, he grasps me tight. This is the best feeling he has been giving me since the very start. No amount of money can cover up for the orgasm that I man provides. Many people cheat on their partners despite having gotten everything from their partner only because the sex to them wasn’t really satisfying. But I guess I am blessed having gotten the best of both sides.Sex with Charles has been better than the best. When he undresses himself to get under the shower, he pulls me on my back and h
In his room, next came the little room where I had seen the painting of me which I wanted to ask him about. Even for that, I needed to act the same; surprised as if I didn’t know about it and had to be completely shocked. Now that I think about that time, I can certainly agree that it was the most challenging thing for me to do. But overall, it went well, and Charles accepted that painting was his passion, and he always wanted to become a painter.Not everyone is lucky to pursue their dream, but it is nice to keep living your passion even if no one knows about it because you are not living your passion for anyone else. You are living it for yourself. The painting was completed a little more, and because of that it was feeling even more lively, which made me look even prettier.Time passed very quickly from then and even quicker after knowing that Charles was going to be loving me more. All he was waiting for was me to become his offici
Going to Charles’s room legally for the first time was when I had not demanded or done anything to make it happen, and neither I had planned nor tricked him into taking me to his room. It happened completely unexpectedly and even though it was happening very late, but in spite of that, I was super elated.My happiness was obviously on point because even with such a long wait to undergo, I had been so patient for this day. I didn’t even know if it would happen before we got married or if it would happen later. It kept me confused if after marriage we would also continue living in this set-up where I used to sleep in a different room.It was very much possible for me to get to see the painting of me that he had been making in the little room which was attached to his room. I was very excited to see whether he would really let me into his room or not. As we were almost getting there, suddenly it struck me that I would have to act su
It seemed as if he was taking forever to say something. As he was opening and closing his lips in a slow-motion style, it was pissing me off. I just wanted him to say something to me and not just anything, but I was expecting him to oppose whatever I said because I did not want him to believe any of it was true. What he thought about me, and his take on this damn issue was very important to me as that was supposed to be the only thing that mattered to me.Charles, who was my fiancé and was going to be my husband pretty soon, had a doubt regarding all of those nasty things that the whole city was talking about, he should not have proposed to me. But I was sure that he must have thought it through; asking a mediocre girl who stood nowhere stood even closer to his status to marry him.As he started to talk, I automatically felt somewhat relieved without hearing a word from him. I was curious to listen to his side and then put forward my