This story here may make the hairs on your neck stand up!!!
Jolene left her husband to move into a fabulous condo in downtown Charlotte. Herman and Jolene had been married for 14 years when one day Jolene woke up and realized that her marriage was not what she wanted it to be. Her husband had fallen into a daily routine of work, home, fifteen minutes of sex and off to bed. Everyday Jolene would try to give him little messages about needing more and everyday he would ignore them.
Herman thought that as long as he paid the mortgage on the 4000 square foot home with her Mercedes of choice in the driveway, then he was doing enough. What woman wouldn't be grateful for a husband that provides her with these luxuries. She was a very lucky woman. Her only job was to make sure that dinner was prepared and ready every night and that she pleased him when necessary.
Now, Jolene was a teacher in the local school system. Everyday she would show up to work in her designer goods, her Mercedes and expensive smelling perfume. She loved teaching. She loved helping little girls realize their dreams. However, there was a very lonely woman lying deep within. She had plenty of admirers. One of which, was the school security guard. He fancied her so much, he would occasionally leave flowers, cards and candy on her desk some mornings. She knew he lusted after her but in the back of her mind all she could think about was the income variations and the look of it all. How would it look for a woman of her caliber to date a security guard.
So, in a hasty mood one day, Jolene decided to step out on faith and tell Herman she no longer wanted to be in the marriage. She wanted to try a separation. She wasn't getting what she needed from Herman and that she just needed some time. She decided to do something different. She moved out and found a fabulous loft condo in downtown. It made her feel young and invigorating.
Then, as if luck would have it, she met Michael. Michael was a young principal. He was tall, masculine and fine. She took to Michael immediately. The best part was that he could handle himself in the bedroom exceedingly well. It was her pleasure to see him at the end of a workday, cook him a fabulous dinner and then suck him off properly.
The Catch!!!
Michael of course is married. After he leaves Jolene, he goes home to his wife every night. Jolene was fine with it initially.
Then, one month Jolene splurged to much and had a conference she needed to attend. She decided to try Michael's hand and see how much he was willing to give. After all she cooked and gave him good loving almost daily. So, her plan of attack would be the next day after they made love and she made sure that she went that extra mile while giving him head.
She got the answer that she wanted. Michael told her that he would bring her the money on the next day. Jolene was all giddy with excitement about how much he would give her and what she would do with the extra money. When the next day finally came, Michael came into the condo with a huge smile on his face. He was excited to see her and she was excited to see him. He hugged her and reached down in his pocket and pulled out a crisp one hundred dollar bill and handed it to Jolene.
Jolene gasped as she wondered was he joking. A hundred dollars? She asked him was that all? His response, "Baby, I left my checkbook at home!" She was leaving the next day and would not be able to see him before so she sucked it up (literally) and called it a night.
Three months have passed since then. She has asked Michael to help with her rent, car payment, groceries and personal items. He has only given her a few hundred dollars each time with the same excuse. "I left my checkbook home!"
However, she has not altered her schedule, of giving him everything he wants. She still cooks for him and pleases him sexually whenever he wants.
The good news is that he has planned their first trip together. She is accompanying him on a weeks conference next month. I guess good things do come to some women.
Sasha Lior
The Sasha Chronicles
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Twitter: @sashalior
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