Nancy“Oh, Jake. You really are old-fashioned. Even I have a profile on the social network! I was kind of forced to create it by my daughter; I even have, I don't know, a hundred thousand followers. I am not sure. Furthermore, I haven’t seen anything on social media in a long time,” I told him. “Hm, so you're famous, uh? With all this beauty, I wouldn't be surprised,” he said and sniffed my neck, making me laugh. "I am not! In fact, the most popular one is my daughter. Would you like to see her?” I took out my cell phone to show it to him. “I bet she's as pretty as you,” he said with a chuckle. “It’s quite possible that she’s even more beautiful than me,” I commented, logging into the app and searching for her profile name. I was shocked when I saw that she had almost ten million followers now. Some time ago, we were celebrating her reaching five million followers, and now she already has all that. “Wow! She's really becoming popular now,” I commented, suppressed. Jake peeked ove
NancyThe next morning, Jake woke me up very early, almost dawn. His docile voice in my ear was seductive. “Babe, wake up. I just want to say goodbye. I need to leave now to go to the police station where I work. I didn't want to leave without kissing you goodbye first,” he said when I woke up and looked at him with a sleepy face. The lighting in the room was dim, but I could see that he was wearing a black special forces uniform; he even had power.“Are you in uniform? My God, that's so sexy...” I mumbled, still sleepy, and sat on his lap, all sly, and started kissing and smelling him. He chuckled, but his hands were on my waist, hugging and caressing me. “Are you sure you'll be okay here alone? If you want, I'll arrange for you to come to work with me,” he suggested, caressing my back with those big, strong hands of his, sending goosebumps across my sensitive skin. “Um, I don't want everyone staring at me; besides, today I'm super sensitive; I'll be jealous of everyone close to y
NancyI knew Jake wouldn't like knowing that I had called Amber, but the day he became a father, he would understand my decision today. So I picked up my cell phone and called my daughter... Since I was using a new cell phone that didn't have my data on it, I dialed my daughter's private cell phone number, the same number I always used to call her. Her cell phone rang and rang, but no one answered and it ended up going to voicemail. I clicked my tongue and wanted to call again, but the doorbell at Jake's house rang, catching my attention. I looked towards the door, a little scared, when I saw the doorbell ringing. Not only that, but I didn't know what to think. Who could it be, anyway? Jake had texted me earlier, saying he was going to be a little late today, but he was going to be there at dinner time, but he didn't tell me that someone was coming here. The campaign rang again. I took the towel and cleaned my face, quickly applied light makeup to hide my crying face, and pulled my
NancyThat night, when Jake came home from work, he went straight to the kitchen, hugging me from behind with affection and love. “Mmm, that smells so good! I didn't know my woman was cooking for me; I'm so glad,” he said, all happy, his big hands hugging my waist and his lips filling me with kisses. I ended up laughing unintentionally as I stirred the mashed potatoes I was making. “I don't know if you deserve to eat my food since you love eating your busty neighbor's food and stuff,” I said, clicking my tongue and wiping my hands on a kitchen towel immediately afterward. He stopped caressing me after he heard what I said. “Was Avery here?” he asked quickly. I turned to him and looked at him. “You guys make a nice couple, you know that? She cares so much about you; she even brought you a milk pudding, your favorite.” I said that to him to make him realize that I had been jealous. “Baby, it’s not anything like what you’re thinking.” He wanted to touch me, but I avoided him and went
Nancy“What do you say about Lanie’s disappearance? Are you aware of the case, love?” I asked Jake. As soon as I heard the unfortunate news that Lanie was missing, I immediately called him and asked for more information, as he was from the police, after a brief exchange of information, Jake learned that Lanie had been missing for almost two weeks. , but the police kind of left the case aside because no one seemed to care about knowing her whereabouts. Since she was alone in the world and had no family, people easily forgot about people like her, but I remembered her very well and really wanted to know her whereabouts, which is why Jake had the Las Vegas police come back to research further. Jake sighed as he sat at the table and we shared a nice, beautiful dinner that reminded us of home. "I'm doing this; we are fully connected with the Las Vegas police, but I have to tell you that because it has been more than ten days since her disappearance and because she disappeared without a t
Nancy“You can't kiss me now, or you'll ruin my makeup, but I promise you'll get a million kisses when we get back, okay?” I said this to my fiancé when he tried to kiss me in front of the closet mirror. He said I looked too pretty in that tight, wolfish, elegant dress, so he couldn't resist and wanted to kiss me a little. “Um, okay. I'll hold on here. Finish it already, okay?” he said and left the closet, but not before slapping my ass and calling me hot in a very malicious way. He really had that vibe. I ended up laughing at that and went back to what I was doing, but at that moment my cell phone rang. I picked up the device hoping that it was Lanie finally wanting to communicate with me, but I saw that it was my daughter's number there on the screen. Furthermore, I swallowed hard; she had clearly seen yesterday's missed call and wanted to call back. I was apprehensive, having a great desire to respond. I wanted so much to know if she was okay... Since the day before, I was extre
NancyThe Davies home was a beautiful, modernized place decorated in art deco, giving it an air of wealth and sophistication. They were also elegant and well-composed, and since I had spent about twenty years living with the Mortons I was already accustomed to the etiquette of the upper social class, although their friendliness overcame all that. They spoke openly to me, but without going overboard, and their manners were excellent, not to say commendable. I felt welcomed by them in a good way. It was good to meet billionaires who were good-natured, didn't let the greed of money corrupt their souls, and remained simple and pleasant people to be around, at least that was the feeling the girl was giving me. “So are you, or aren’t you, together?” Jake asked the couple humorously; it was clear they had a close friendship and weren't offended by how intimately they spoke to each other. “The first thing my girlfriend said when she saw you two was wow, Jake, what a lovely couple! Now you h
Nancy“What did you think of them?” Jake asked when we were in the car heading back to his apartment. We had spent the entire afternoon and evening at the Davies' house. We really had some interesting quality time, as if we were seeing old friends who were dear to us. “I thought it was divine; Your friend’s wife is super loving,” I commented with a smile. “Yes, Laura is exceptional,” he said, and then stroked my hair, caressing me. “You’re tired, aren’t you? Do you want to go home, take a shower, and cuddle with me? I promise that I will be very affectionate with you, my love,” he said, proposing that. “As tempting as this sounds, what I'd really like to do right now is go see Amber. She lives very close to here; in fact, she has the entire penthouse of a luxurious building all to herself.” She smiles as she remembers how happy she was to receive that apartment when Bruce offered it to her years ago, when she decided to move to New York to follow her dream. “Honey, hadn’t we talk