Strange man in my bedroom
1267 Words
~MAKE IT ENT. COMPANY~
"What's this, you're back from your honeymoon already? It's barely five days, I expected you to at least spend like two weeks or so. Seeing you back so soon, why? You're already calling it off?" Nadine says, taking a sit on the sofa opposite her.
"Calling what off? Hey, must you play the jinx always?" Ruth gave her a disapproving look.
"What's with that satanic look? I was only asking" Nadine shrugs, Ruth rolls her eyes.
"Mother? Did you meet her?"
"Huh. I shoved our marriage register on her face a while ago" Ruth replied flatly.
"So, is she removing you from the family tree or are you divorcing your husband to get married to the Milk guy?" Nadine asked crossing her legs.
"I think she just want to murder me for now. Be careful when you see her, she might pass the aggression on you"
"It's not like it's anything new. I won't just go home. But you look like crab, don't tell me you're regretting it already?"
"I might start to regret it soon, I think I married a robot" Ruth complained. Nadine smirk.
"Okay, I think I know where this is going...let me sum it up. Asexual, huh?"
"You know sometimes I wonder why you didn't just become a psychiatrist, you're too smart to be cooped in this prison like office" Ruth stated.
"Ever seen a psycho working in a psychiatric before? Why won't he touch you?"
"He likes his work too much"
"Ohh...a reserved workaholic...hmm, you're in a boundless hell. Just give up on the idea. I don't think it's gonna happen anytime soon" Nadine reclined on the sofa.
"Can't you just say something nice for once?"
"I don't know how to be nice. I'm a witch" She replied making Ruth to chuckle.
"But I can only say a thing" She stood up.
"If you know you really can't control that thing between your legs, then it's simple. Get yourself a man outside who can play with it. Don't destroy a man who doesn't even know what a p***y looks like. Be wise" She says but instead of answering, Ruth got up taking her handbag.
"What would I have expected from a psycho like you, shove your f*****g advice under your p***y and fvck yourself with it. I'm off..." Ruth replied going out. Nadine only smirks, going back to her work.
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"UGH!!" Ruth sighs out heavily on slumping on the sofa. Her eyes roves around the house and another sigh left her mouth.
"The house is big...but I'm lonely. Is this really the life I sign up for...ugh!" She closes her eyes, relaxing more comfortably on the sofa.
Few minutes later, when she was just getting to the brink of sleeping, the door suddenly started ringing, disrupting her.
A low sigh left her mouth as she opens her eyes lazily.
"Yes...I'm coming..." She croons like a lifeless cattle, rising from the sofa and dragging her feet to the door.
"Delivery! Miss Ruth Davenport" The delivery guy said.
"Yes...that's me" Ruth replied.
"You have a package" The delivery guy extend a bag to her which she collected hesitantly.
"Sign here please" She signed as told, and close the door checking the bag.
"What's this?" She brought out the big box from the bag, taking a seat also.
Opening it, she saw a note with something written on it.
"If he doesn't still touch you after this, promise to hire you a competent escort, don't worry about the bills, it's on me" Was written on the note, right from that moment she knew no one other than Nadine sent the package. She drops the note and take a look at what's inside the box, but her eyes widened like that of an owl on seeing what she sent.
"That sick psycho..." She mutters.
~LATER AT NIGHT~
The house was unusually quiet when he got inside. It was weird, as if no one was at home the lights were all turned off also. Maybe no one is really, at home.
He walked further upstairs, slightly bothered by how cool everything is, nevertheless, he decided to shrug it all off, whatever the matter may be, what's important now is that, he has had a really long day, and he just want to freshen up and sleep.
He walked towards the room, gently opening the door, but however, he was surprised by what he met, in the room.
The light was turned off, but on the floor were scented candles, lit and decorating the floor so as flowers he recognises to be Roses, scattered on the floor and on the bed.
His brows crooked.
What are all these?
What on earth, is happening?
He was still asking himself this questions, when he suddenly felt a pair of hands, crawling up his arms, from behind.
The hands slid up to his chest from behind, tracing the outlines of his muscles. He took a sharp breath in, as he felt shivers runs down his system. she slowly tugs his tie, loosening it around his neck, then she brought it to her eyes, tying on it.
Then she proceeded to taking off his suit tossing it somewhere. She loosened his shirt button one after the other, then after taking it off him, her fingers ran down to his pants, she unbuckle his belt also, hurling it somewhere. Her fingers finds its way back up gallivanting across his chest, sending electric sparks.
His hands touched hers, but she swatted them away, taking dominion. She stick her tongue out and licked his neck, he groaned, his body tensed up. Ruth then sashayed to his front and began moving her body slowly but seductively.
He stood frozen, his eyes locked on her with a mischievous smirk spreading across his lips.
She wore a red, sexy garter lingerie, its lace and silk sticking to her curves in all the right places. The garter's straps enfold around her thighs, accentuating her fit legs.
Her fingers traced the lace edges, he gulps, shivers running down his spine.
With a seductive smile spread across her lips, she touched herself, her fingers gadding across her skin. He felt his throat dried up, his heart pounding intermittently in his chest.
Silence dominates the room and only the two of them were left with the overwhelming, and unconditionally desires rushing through their veins and blood.
A sharp gasp left her mouth, when she suddenly felt him pushed her back to the bed. She fell on the bed, and he towered on top her, his hot breath winds about on her face and she felt her breath hitched on feeling his teeth softly grind her earlobe. She literally went loco under him.
"Why do you have your eyes covered?" He whispered huskily, his breath hot against her skin which sent tingles. She frowns a little finding his voice sexily unfamiliar and feeling then tie covering her eyes slip away from her eyes but she kept her eyes tightly shut, savoring the moment.
He kissed her eyelids, his lips soft against her skin. "Bonito" He whispered, his deep voice sending shivers through her.
His hand trailed down her leg, teasing the edge of her panties. She arched into his touch, craving more, he'd breath shaky.
"Look at me," He urged, his voice low and sensual.
Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, locking gazes with him. His intense eyes burned with wants, the connections electric but at the same time, shocking.
Her eyes went big on finding a strange man instead of her husband, on top of her.
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