ChristopherI have searched everywhere in the club for Kate, but she is nowhere to be found. I've never been to the club common room but I went there just to check if she was stripping there. It is already weird that I am at the club on a Tuesday evening. It has never happened before. Walking around the club like a lost little son is worse. I wanted to give up my search. Walking aimlessly in this crowded place is shameful. So I think. But my instinct keeps telling me she is somewhere in this club. "Is she hiding because she knew I would come to look for her? Or she is probably in the dressing room. She might even be getting fucked in the green room" I walked up to the bouncer at the entrance of the green room. "Is Kate in?" I asked. He looked at me for a while and when he would not respond, I brought out my wallet and handed him a hundred-dollar note. "Have you seen her today?" I asked again. This time he nodded. She should be around the VIP space at the back of the room. He s
KateAs I walk to the nearest bus stop, I need nobody to tell me it was a walk of shame. Water rolled down my cheeks like a teenager whose first love had broken her heart. The problem was not Chris or what he did. It is a bitter truth when I say I was scared to death. I was not expecting that reaction from him. It was not a big deal that someone walked in on me while trying to fuck another but the way he dragged me with my hair without mercy speaks volumes. It portrays the whore that I am. I really do not know what would have happened if I did not put on the pity show eliminating the whole plan immediately. Even Bev would not question my cancellation of the plan. Chris seems to have more audacity than we had anticipated. I dare not say I have his nude to him right there. I could bet he would not hesitate to end me immediately. And if he does, he would eventually be left with no option but to do that when I fail to provide the nude afterward. How come we never thought about that? If I
ChristopherMy fear has always been never to be hurt by a woman because I see these creatures as powerful and evil. I can not believe it is the other way around. The accusation still rings in my head. I have tried so hard to justify what I did to her but her words put me on the cross and condemn my soul. The week has been hectic, thanks to Kate. I have tried to get rid of those pictures from my head but I guess they have come to stay. Maybe I did wrong her. Maybe that was not the right way to have handled the whole issue. But she threatened me. She started it and the aftermath should not be my fault. I guess it is as the incident now tortures me. When I got home that night, I asked my housekeeper if he saw any bag the other night and he admitted to disposing of it. I could not even blame him. I ordered him to do a thorough cleaning that morning after Kate left and he did his job well. Accusing her of theft when I have something that is yours is quite shameful. I was vulnerable and
KateIt's another beautiful morning at 1:15 pm. For every other person, it is noon but for me as usual, time to sleep. It is funny how I moved on quickly from the incident with Chris. One of the things I enjoy being friends with Bev. My thought was that I would be rebuked for spoiling the plan and not being tough enough. Contrary to my thought, Bev said I did the right thing in a situation like that. She was more concerned about how I felt about my past than the plan of making dubious money that just got spoilt. Although, when I remember Chris, and the nights with him, I still feel hurt especially about my Gucci bag. Bev assures me she would teach me ways to get more money from these men and I can get as many designers as possible. I am more concerned about their sex lives though. Usually, I would be sleeping by this time of the day except for exceptional cases. I would go back to sleep immediately after Bev leaves in the morning. She always ensures I am awake before leaving. If it
ChristopherEver since I left Kate's house, I have been struggling to get control over my body. When I left the office, I was angry hoping I would throw those gifts in her face and tell her to fuck off my mind. Darren was scared to discourage me from going but I could read the fear on his face that my decision to go might be wrong. However, when Kate opened the door and I beheld that beauty once again, my anger melt away at once. I have never seen anyone this beautiful or I can say no one has ever looked this beautiful to me. She has no make-up, and her hair was rough and looks tangled yet she looks like an angel. Her boobs pointed at me in the bralette strapped to her chest and her extremely short bum shorts reveals her fresh laps I was dying to touch. I guess she must have caught me feasting on her body or she probably just did not want to talk to me so she almost ran back in, thank goodness my hand was fast enough. Immediately I grabbed her soft wrist, my little version reacted i
ChristopherI was in the middle of masturbating when I got the message that Kate is here. I stopped abruptly and quickly rearranged the room. I have never been so nervous. It's not her first time here but I want to try my possible best not to fuck this up. It is my only chance to build up my falling ego. The idea that women are dangerous and should not be anywhere close to me seems invisible at this moment. I told my bodyguard to guide her in. The door flung open and Kate walks in majestically like a Queen that she is. A whore, I know but tonight, she seems to me a Queen. Gosh, it was nice to have Kate in here with me again. Her body exuded heat, it was irresistible. Her hair smelled fresh and tropical, and the faint perfume she wore indicated that she had just washed. She gave me a lovely smile and I sign in contentment. "What do I offer you? " I asked, nervous. "You!" Kate said seductively. "Let's get to business. I'm not here for the food." I nodded in agreement. My nervousne
KateI slowly opened my eyes, but since the curtains were still drawn, the light of the new day was blocked from entering the space. The memory of yesterday night flashed through my head and I smiled. To be honest, it's been a while I had such great sex, maybe because I was in control. Most sex I had, I always have to be quick and most time, the men does not like to be controlled. I knew yesterday was going to be different when I did not have to struggle to pick what to wear. It happens all the time, I guess all women in the world does that. Mine is better if Bev and I were to be in competition. Bev has a totally wrong dress sense. The first dress I picked was perfect and it gave me the perfect fit I was looking for. I confirmed I had the right look when Chris's men who came to pick me up could not keep their lips together. Especially the driver. I told him to face his front more than three times. He kept looking back at the beauty seated in the car. I knew they were well trained an
ChristopherI thought I had been to the peak of sexual enjoyment until I woke up to an incredible morning dose. Is this what married men enjoy? I see why Darren sometimes comes to work late. If this is all marriage is all about, I would love to be married. But I am no kid. I know too well that marriage is nothing close to sweet. It is just the forceful union of two people, a protagonist, and an antagonist. They sometimes bring more people into their lives just because they can not suffer alone and then they call them children. I do not have to be like them. I do not have to bring young beautiful versions of myself into this world to keep my company in a battle against the woman I call their mother. For now, I just want to enjoy the moment. The sex is great. I've had a taste of it and I want more. That is not too much to ask. After all, she is just a whore and she has no other responsibility in my life than to fill that sexual place and give me pleasure. That's the lie I tell myself
As the days passed, my pregnancy progressed, and the time for our little one's arrival drew near. Chris and I eagerly prepared for the big day, attending birthing classes together and making sure everything was ready for the baby's arrival.One evening, as we were having dinner at home, I felt a sudden, sharp pain in my abdomen. I winced and placed a hand on my belly, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness."Chris, I think... I think it's happening," I said, trying to catch my breath.Chris's eyes widened, and he immediately jumped into action. "Okay, okay, let's get you to the hospital," he said, helping me up from my chair.We hurriedly grabbed the hospital bag we had prepared and made our way to the car. Chris drove carefully but with a sense of urgency, knowing that our baby was on the way.As we arrived at the hospital, the contractions became more intense, and I clung to Chris's hand for support. He stayed by my side every step of the way, offering words of encouragement a
As I was discharged from the hospital, Beverly and Chris were by my side, supporting me every step of the way. The weight of the challenging times had lifted, and I felt a renewed sense of hope and gratitude.Beverly couldn't contain her happiness as we arrived home. "I'm so glad everything has died down," she exclaimed. "All those rumors have been debunked, and people now understand the truth.""I'm thankful for your support and understanding," I said, giving her a warm hug. "You've been there for me through thick and thin, and I couldn't have asked for a better friend."Chris smiled, chiming in, "Yes, thank you, Beverly. Your friendship has meant the world to both of us. We're truly grateful for everything you've done."As we settled into the living room, to our surprise, Beverly's fiancé walked in. He had a smile that reached from ear to ear, and he seemed eager to share something special."Beverly," he said, taking her hand in his, "I've watched you be a pillar of support for Kate
As the days passed, the rumors surrounding Kelvin's case began to circulate, and I could feel the impact it was having on my company. The whispers of scandal and disgrace were like poison, spreading rapidly and tarnishing the reputation of the business I had worked so hard to build.One morning, as I sat in my office trying to focus on work, Darren approached me with a grave expression on his face. "Chris, we need to talk," he said, his voice serious.I gestured for him to take a seat, already sensing the weight of his words. "What's going on, Darren?" I asked, bracing myself for whatever news he had to share."There are rumors going around about Kelvin's case," he began cautiously. "People are connecting the dots, and they're starting to associate his actions with our company. It's already affecting our reputation, and clients are expressing concerns."My heart sank at his words. I knew that the situation was delicate, but hearing it spelled out like this was disheartening. I had alw
Christopher The following morning, as the sun rose on a new day, I knew that we had to face the challenges ahead. Despite the pain and turmoil, I was determined to support Kelvin through the legal process, ensuring he had the best lawyer to represent him.I made the necessary preparations, contacting the most reputable lawyers I could find and arranging meetings to discuss Kelvin's case. While it was difficult to navigate the legal complexities, I knew that giving Kelvin a fair chance was essential.In the midst of the preparations, I couldn't shake off the overwhelming sadness that engulfed our home. Kate was packing her belongings, preparing to move out. The sight of her gathering her things tore at my heart, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of desperation to make things right.As she passed by me, carrying a box filled with her belongings, I reached out to stop her gently. "Kate, please, let's talk," I pleaded, my voice filled with emotion.She looked at me, her eyes reflectin
Christopher As I stood outside Kate's room, my heart felt heavy with a mix of emotions - fear, sadness, and desperation. I couldn't believe that our relationship had come to this point, where the pursuit of justice could potentially tear us apart. I loved Kate with all my heart, and the thought of losing her was unbearable.I knocked gently on her door, hoping she would let me in. When she finally opened the door, her eyes were red from crying, and it pained me to see her like this. "Kate, please, can we talk?" I pleaded, trying to keep my voice steady.She nodded and let me in, but there was a distance between us that I had never felt before. As we sat down, I could see the determination in her eyes - she had made up her mind about taking legal action, and nothing I said seemed to sway her."I understand why you're doing this, Kate," I said, trying to find the right words. "But please consider the consequences this could have on our family. Taking legal action against my brother wil
Kate Kelvin arrived at our home for the conversation, visibly nervous and remorseful. His eyes were filled with regret as he sat across from me, and I could tell that he was struggling to find the right words to say."Kate, I am so sorry for what I did," he began, his voice shaking. "I can't even begin to express how deeply I regret my actions. I betrayed your trust, and I can never make up for the pain I've caused you."I listened to his apology, feeling a mix of emotions. While part of me wanted to believe that he was genuine in his remorse, the hurt he had inflicted was still fresh in my mind."Kelvin," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Your apology is important, but it doesn't change what happened. I need you to understand that forgiving you is not something I can do lightly."He nodded, looking down at his hands. "I know," he said quietly. "I don't expect you to forgive me right away, if ever. I just hope that someday you can find it in your heart to see that I truly regr
As the morning sun rose, casting a warm glow into the room, I woke up to find Beverly standing at the doorway. She had a worried expression on her face, and as soon as our eyes met, she rushed to my side."Kate, are you okay? I heard what happened last night," Beverly said, her voice filled with concern.I sat up, still feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything that had transpired. "It's been a tough night, Bev," I admitted, tears welling up in my eyes again. "But I'm trying to be strong."Beverly hugged me tightly, offering the comfort I needed. "You don't have to be strong all the time, Kate," she said softly. "It's okay to feel hurt, angry, and confused. But remember that I'm here for you, no matter what."I took a deep breath, finding comfort in Beverly's presence. "Thank you," I whispered. "I don't know what I would do without you."As I recounted the events of the night to Beverly, she listened attentively, her anger growing with each detail. When I told her about Kelvin's admissi
As Christopher held me close, I could feel the weight of his emotions. His grip on my hand tightened, and I knew that he was hurting too. We sat there in silence for a while, both trying to process the truth that had just been revealed."I'm so sorry, Chris," I whispered, my voice choked with tears. "I never wanted to keep this from you."He looked at me, his eyes filled with pain and understanding. "I know, Kate," he said softly. "You were trying to protect me, and I appreciate that. But I wish you had told me. We should have faced this together.""I was afraid," I admitted, tears streaming down my cheeks. "I was scared of how you would react, of what it would mean for us."Christopher wiped away my tears gently. "You don't have to be afraid, Kate," he said. "I love you, and I will always stand by you, no matter what."As we held each other, the floodgates of emotions opened, and we both wept bitterly. It was a painful and cathartic release, but I felt a sense of relief in knowing th
As Kelvin knocked on the door to the room I now stayed in, my heart pounded loudly in my chest. I couldn't believe that after all these years, he had the audacity to show up and ask if we could talk. Anger and pain bubbled up inside me, and I couldn't hold back my emotions."Talk? Talk about what?" I yelled, my voice shaking with rage. "You ruined my life! You destroyed me!"Kelvin's face remained calm, but I could see a flicker of remorse in his eyes. "Kate, please," he pleaded. "I know I messed up, and I'm so sorry for what I did.""Sorry? That's all you have to say?" I spat back at him. "Do you even know what you've done to me?""I do, and I can never forgive myself for it," Kelvin said, his voice filled with regret. "I was young and stupid, and I let my ego get in the way.""Your ego?" I scoffed. "You raped me, Kelvin. You left me broken and traumatized. And then you let your friends take advantage of me too."Tears streamed down my face as I confronted the painful memories that I