There she is at the same damn time every single time she comes through the doors of the clubhouse, looking like a dream, she quickly walks and takes her seat at the far corner, tonight she is wearing a royal purple pantsuit, is lose and sets like a blanket around her, makes her look elegant and sophisticated.
She asks for the same bottle of white wine on Sundays but once in a while she surprises me and asks for a cocktails or something different, she never looks around and she sits back hoping the shadow covers her face, is getting late outside and the clubhouse is pretty dim, she hides behind sunglasses or her phone, sometimes she gets curious eyes on her but she always uses the same technique.
I have been watching her for a while baiting my time and observing her, I can see her from behind the one-way mirror I like to observe and study.
I don't know her name but I can see her tears behind the darkness and the loud music, whenever anyone approaches she always makes sure she shows her dazzling ring, almost like a warning she likes to look at the door waiting for someone who never comes so she just stares out the window for hours.
She starts the night with a glass, she follows it up with a bottle, she then sends a text and leaves, I am sure she has a driver pick her up. Some weekends she doesn't come but most of the time she comes at the same time dressed casually yet elegant.
To anyone who does notice her in the back, she always says the same thing, but tonight it won't work I will make sure of that.
I make my way out of the private room and slowly approach her table across the floor, I waste no time and sit down right next to her invading her space and inhaling her perfume, she jumps and I know she is startled and she pushes away from me.
"I am sorry, sir this table is taken, you see...."She looks around the room and then the door, I fight my lust I don't have to see her face just her presence is intoxicating, I have waited so long to hear her silk-like voice.
"Your husband is on his way... he will be here shortly," I say predicting her next words, she had said those exact words so often I knew them by heart.
"Yes... he is" she says looking back at me with hesitation and irritation.
"What's his name then... your husband?" I indulge in her game.
"I am sorry who are you?" She says and it's not lost on me she avoids my question.
"Lorenzo Tsu and you are?" I ask almost watching the clocks tick inside her mind.
"I am sorry Mr. Tsu but I must warn you, I don't like to be imposed on ..." She gives me her robotic smile, She does that a lot but I can see she is running, mentally she is already flown away.
"Besides, your husband would be upset and you really wouldn't want to have an uncomfortable situation," I complete her sentence, and she is surprised I got back her attention, I knew her words by heart and they just had no effect.
"Mr. Tsu I wish you would stop interrupting me." She says after analyzing me. I wish to see her eyes as she comes under me but I keep that to myself.
"You are curious aren't you?" I ask, but I am sure she thinks she has got me figured out.
"Not really, you have been watching me, which makes it worse if you don't leave this table in the next 20 seconds I am calling security." She was good; she had all her lines down I like that.
"No, you won't, you won't risk having an embarrassment. What's your husband's name?"
She stared at me for a moment, and then she emptied her glass of white wine and started gathering her things, I was right she was bluffing but she wouldn't continue this game, she was done with her game and it was time to forfeit.
"You are not leaving because if you do I will make things way worse..." I hold her forearm firmly, while I look at the crowd around us having drinks and dinner.
"You see unlike you I quite enjoy embarrassments, the bigger the better, you are to leave when I say so and not before." I release her and she sits in shock and silence.
"I am leaving this place whenever the hell I WANT to." She says moving again.
"I am warning you," I say hoping she doesn't listen; she removes her sunglasses and looks me in the eyes.
"You know what FUCK YOU Mr. Tsu how about that?" and with that she leaves the table, almost flying off.
Now that was the excitement I hadn't felt in a long time, I can't wait to make her mine.
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I haven't seen her this weekend; she hasn't come back to the clubhouse, but today I have an important meeting with someone I hired to follow her, right after she left me I made sure I had someone on her outside.
Jen was waiting in my office with her usual smile and I sat down and listened as she told me all about Marina everything about her life, she was one of the top managers of the most recognized ONG in the state, and she had three sisters and a bother all older than her.
Miranda stood 5'6, 85kg, 31 years old, with golden Camel skin, long legs and a swimmer's body, looking at her picture I had to adjust my tie, and my skin heated up imagining all the things I would let her do to me.
She was married at 29 then her husband committed suicide only a week after the honeymoon, apparently he had been gambling to keep up with her lifestyle and instead of facing the world as the dept caught up to him, he decided to end it all.
I had known for a while her husband was gone, as I watched her it was impossible not to see her grief and I could already imagine what people were saying about her, even her own family seemed to take their distance.
She takes yearly trips to the islands to see her best friends, and she was trying to involve herself in social work. Miranda was clever I had known that too, She was just perfect for sampling, I have no intention of sticking around after I get a test.
I wasn't interested in widows with baggage and I usually like them younger yet I couldn't explain why it was so entertaining to watch her hold on to her coward of a husband, I wanted to bring her back to life in the way she had never been before making her as obsessed with me as I was with her...for now.
Jen had worked for me before and she was good, I paid her usual fee and got on my way to my clubhouse, I knew she wouldn't be there after all it was the middle of the week I just needed to take care of some business and then relax.
I have a meet-up with Candy at my house, I always used the quest room when I had her over, and I couldn't bear sharing my bed with anyone. As I sink myself self into Candy all my flows and problems melt away, is just me and the feel of her cunt, I close my eyes as I feel her silk folds envelop me and soon I fill up the condom visions of Miranda in my mind.