Christopher Kate? Who is Kate? I can't seem to get that name out of my mind. Who is she and why did she call? How did she get my contact? While I settle the miscommunication issue with our investor, my thoughts were clouded by these questions. I needed an escape from thinking about the stripper I met on Friday but this is not what I had pictured. Another woman? Is this the time Darren has been talking about? Where women will forcefully find their way into my life? The time I would have no choice but to welcome them? It can't be. I hate women and nothing is going to change that. Not even the sexy stripper I can't stop thinking about. To be logical, I wasn't even thinking about her. I have been thinking about how she made me feel. I'm a man and I have cleared that doubt, thanks to her. But I want more. I want that sensual movement in my hormones again. I miss it already. It's different. It's like heaven. It's sweeter than working on documents. I love potatoes, but the feeling is inco
KateI fought sleep to call exactly thirty minutes after. Once it's 9:40 am, I hit the dial button. I called several times but he did not pick up. Does he know who I am already? I contemplate calling his office line before I finally dialed the number. A woman with a thick voice answered the phone. "How may I help you?" She asked politely. "Direct the call to your boss" I answered"Why boss?""The one who owns the company" "You dialed the wrong number" the lady answered. I should mention his name. I checked the info for his name and before I could say, Chris, she hung up. "Geez," I thought I am the rude one. I've met my competitor. I tried his personal line again and it was the same. After waiting for half an hour and there was no response from him. I decided to send a voicemail to inform him I would be going to his house. It was not a threat, but I made it sound like one. He was just handsome and muscular for nothing. He has a big D too, the one he could not use. That was his of
ChristopherI have been dialing the number right back but Kate or whatever she is called has refused to pick up. "What the hell is going on? "Who is this lady?" I stormed out of my office, of course, not without Darren. I can't keep this to myself anymore. If he has a wife, it means he can deal with women and should be able to handle the situation. For me, women are synonymous with danger. I have been sweating profusely ever since I listened to the voicemail. I had just two security men with me. Since the beginning of the year, I stopped going out with an escort because I no longer feel comfortable with them. On Fridays, I do go to the club without any security. I drive out and back in by myself. While we were in the car, I continue to call. She finally picked. I wanted to ask who she was, how she got my number, and even my home address. She did not let me. Instead, she threatened me. "Chris, catch me if you can and if you don't, let's say you would be dead" "Geez, she knows my na
KateI got home exhausted from happiness. It's been a while since I had so much fun during the day. The role play excites me. I was serious about fucking the security agent though. He is really hot. I don't expect to meet Bev at home but I was happy when I saw her. I hugged her from the back out of excitement. "Did you fuck a huge dick? She asked."I wanted to, but he was armed" I responded turning her to face me. "What the hell girl, you now do FBIs? Bev said freeing herself from my grip. "I threw myself on the bed." I hear they hit differently. "Oh, come on girl. I expect to meet you home sleeping. Where have you been? Bev asked. " Guess baby" "Oh hell, you were definitely getting fucked" she said withdrawing her interest."On a hot afternoon?" "You don't get fucked on a hot afternoon""What's your point, Kate? Bev asked sincerely."I wasn't getting fucked" I answered. "Fine, so where were you? She asked, serious again."so, I called Chris…" I sensed she didn't know who that
ChristopherIt's almost 24 hours and I have not heard anything from Kate. she did not fall for the threat. Although I meant every damn word I said. She really wants me to find her and I would do just that. I thought about making it a police case but it will dent my image. The case might make it to the media. That is the last thing I want to happen. How do I explain my one-night stand with a thief? A petty one at that. The people who knew my stand with women would mock me. The one-night stand was indeed a mistake. But it was unavoidable. I could not control my feelings and my body. They have suffered I the point that they protested. Darren had tried to convince me to handle the issue but I refused. He will not deal with her to my satisfaction. I want to see her crumble. I want her to kiss my feet and beg for mercy. I want her to feel the pain I felt within those hours. I want to make her pay. Throughout my stay at the office, all I was thinking about was the right punishment to give
KateEver since Chris made that threat on the phone, I had lost my stability. Bev did a good job instilling courage into me. She did not just allow me to call or see Chris, she ensured I stand my ground and continue with the plan. He's got money and just a blackmail will fetch me as much as I want. It's over twenty-four hours and so far, nothing has happened. I looked at Bev who has also become a watchman like myself. "Are you sure about this?" I asked in doubt. Bev seems to have no worries. Well, she shouldn't be. She isn't the one who threatened a rich handsome man for absolutely no great reason and is about to blackmail him for his money. But I except her to be as my friend. I do not know the extent to which the consequence would be if the plan should backfire but I am certain it will do her no good. "Bev!" "What?" She yells at me. She must be tired of my timidity. She does that everytime I freak out despite her support. I must admit that I might be a coward. Anyone could say
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
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