Ch. 10
What happens if you fall in love with a dominant girl?
*** END OF MARCH ***
Now that our unofficial commitment for life had become real, we faced new problems.
Our first problem was that I didn't know what I wanted to do for a job. The current contract was ending this upcoming summer. Should I stay with the German company, or do I want to find another job, preferably in the Eindhoven area?
Next were the discussions Denise and I had about money, like many other couples. But our problem was way different because we didn't lack any money. Denise was already wealthy and became wealthier by the day. The real estate and property development took off, thanks to Aron.
It was the position I was in I didn't like. I didn't want to get any part of Denise's wealth and wanted to be an equal partner. When we started to look for a new house, it became apparent that my wish was unrealistic. I make decent money for a guy my age, and I don't have any debts. I always thought that when I wanted to buy a house, I had to go to a bank and apply for a mortgage. My earnings would then hopefully be enough to buy a nice one.
Denise can spend millions without a problem and does not need any bank or mortgage. I had to let my romantic view go of starting together with nothing. I never expected to have a girlfriend buying our house for us.
In the end, Aron convinced me to approach the situation differently. We met Sandra and him at least two times a week. Mostly, Denise and Sandra talked about girl's stuff, while Aron and I discussed security for his business. Sometimes, we wandered to different topics, like buying a new house.
"Mark, Denise is wealthy and wants to buy a large house. She can afford it, and it would make sense for tax reasons. Why wouldn't you let her? Pride? Would it be different if she was a boy and you were a girl?
And if you buy a larger property, it will be easier to protect you with security. It won't take long before Denise's success gets notified by criminals.
You know, Sandra and I share everything. We handle life as a couple. Why don't you look at it that way? Be one entity, one couple."
As always, Aron had thought it through and had a point.
***
I was staying at home in Eindhoven and needed to visit headquarters less than previously. Denise made sure we went often to the Gym. During training, we would discuss mundane stuff like what we would have for dinner or laundry.
The talks with Aron made me realize we needed to improve our security. First in our house, and second, after discussing it with Denise at Denise's office. The company grew fast and hired new people. Therefore, office automation needed to be updated. Thank God I got help from Mike, and we moved everything into the cloud, added two-step verification, set up a secure VPN network, migrated dedicated applications to cloud versions, etc. Mike was a wizard in these environments.
We also hired a company, one of Denise's customers, to maintain and improve the network and office environment. They were doing a great job, although Mike and I kept a close look.
To be sure, Mike and I added a separate security layer. Just plain common-sense stuff, like monitoring when a system is up and running, when it goes online, and which services are running.
While testing a trial version on my laptop, I noticed a nosy Denise was checking my browser history. Why would she do that? Did she want to know for herself? Or was it requested by Karin? It was not like I was keeping it a secret from her.
I decided to put a bunch of images in my browser history, showing women fisting themselves, vaginal and anal, and it probably won't take her long to figure out the message.
Three days later, after dinner, when I was checking some logs, she came into my office, sat down in the chair opposite my desk, and said, "You caught me, but I won't go fuck myself."
I was grinning, "Too bad, it was something I was looking forward to. Was it Karin's idea, or did you do this yourself?"
She sighed, "Karin wants to be sure you're ok, honey."
I was wondering, "What would you have done when you would have found something disturbing?"
"Then I would get back at Karin and go from there."
Now I had caught her, it was time to try to gain some advantage out of it, "You know I don't hide my fantasies for you? What was it you were secretly hoping for to see?"
She blushed, "A guy manhandling his girlfriend and taking what he wants."
It just took me seconds to get around the desk and to pull her out of the chair, bend her over the desk, pulled down her trousers, thong, and my trousers, before I buried my cock in her pussy. It was wet already!
She shrieked, and her first reaction was to fight me off. I was not having it and held her tight. To be sure, I asked her softly, "Color?'
She whimpered, "Green."
I took her as hard and as long as I could, and I didn't care if she would orgasm or not. This one was to get my rocks off.
After I came, I pulled out, put my trousers on, and went downstairs for a beer. A few minutes later, I heard the shower, and half an hour later, Denise came downstairs.
She snuggled up to me, and when I raised my eyebrows, she said, "I liked it, honey."
***
Our sex life was hot and steamy. One evening, she came home late, frustrated and agitated. She looked at me and commanded, "Come with me."
She went upstairs, undressed, climbed on the bed on her knees, and waited for me, "Put that ugly thingy in me. Give it to me."
I fucked her hard doggy style while she was using her vibe on her clit. When she came, she almost trashed me off the bed. She turned around with a relieved look, "Here, let me help you out."
She jerked me off all over her breasts. Then she offered her breasts to clean them up, her breasts tasting like lavender.
***
It worked both ways. I had an early online meeting, which was not going well. Denise was still in bed. Her first meeting would be later that morning.
I went back into bed, parted her legs, and entered her. She looked me in the eyes, smiled, and took me willingly, "Oh, you poor guy. Need it that bad? Don't you worry. Take it out on me. I'm here for you. Let your little animal play in its happy place."
I came hard, and she comforted me, "I'm here for you. If you need it, just come and get it."
***
Another time, when I came home from a three-day trip to headquarters, Denise was waiting for me on the bed, wearing beautiful lingerie. Candles, food, and drinks were waiting. She sent me to the shower to clean up and "To prepare my ass."
When I came back to the bedroom, she laid me down on my back and started to massage my whole body. From my toes to my sleep on my head, from my fingers to my stomach. Meanwhile, she kept comforting me, kissing me, feeding me with oysters, strawberries, and sips of champagne. At one point, she climbed on me and started to ride on me for a few minutes. "To get me in the mood."
Then she turned me on my stomach and repeated her actions. When she reached my ass, she opened it up with her fingers and lube. She fed me one more oyster and one sip of champagne, buckled her small strap-on, entered me, and rode me softly for a few minutes. She kept kissing me and whispering loving words in my ear.
