“Well then ether tell her that you have work to night, or if you have work tell them you are sick” she whispers seductively while un buttoning her jacket. You can smell her light flowery perfume as she moves. She slowly parts the opening to reveal an almost see through black lace bra, a skinny lace tong and a garter belt which barely hold up her thigh highs. Her right hand moves to her left breast and pulls out a small card. With her index and middle finger she flicks it and holds it for you to grab. You hesitate to grab it thinking that this too good to be true. You go to say something but she drops the card and puts a finger to your lips. You move down to grab the card, seize it and stare at it while you are standing up. On it you can read and address and a 3 digit number. You look up, no one is there but you can hear the familiar click of her stainless steel heals on the cold stone tiles down stairs. You can feel yourself twitching in your trousers with every click.You turn. ” This I believe was meant to be re-assuring, but to me it wasn’t. “What? How can you be so fucking calm? You’re married too! It’s not your wife on the phone!” “Just ring him back and get back here.” This was a moment of realisation for me. To Dale, I wasn’t a person. I was a merely a piece of female meat. Someone to use, for his pleasure. Someone I had given my body to, far too easily. Someone, whom despite his initial compassionate and good humoured nature wasn’t interested in anyone but himself. How could I be so stupid? my brain asked itself. With that self-questioning, the affair was over. I stood there, drying my nude body. Only wanting to get to my phone to ring Andrew. I pictured what might be happening at home. Perhaps Nina might be ill? My ill father might be back in hospital? A myriad of tortures went through my mind. “Tanya. Get your arse back here,” Dale commanded. “Fuck you!” was my venom filled response. “If you don’t, I’m warning you, you will be sorry.” I stopped.
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