Michael immediately shook his head, driving away the lust that filled his mind. He is married, he must not betray his wife.
"No, I'm married," Michael answered in a slightly quivering voice, a little doubtful whether this was the right decision, especially since the moans from the next room were getting louder and louder.
"I see. Your wife is a lucky woman," the woman replied quietly, her voice slightly envious. It was her first time meeting a man like this.
"No, I am lucky to have become her husband. She is a great woman," said Michael who smiled unconsciously, talking about his wife always made him smile.
The woman was silent when she heard that, making the situation become awkward again.
"Oh yeah, you seem reluctant to do this. Why are you even working here?" Michael asked suddenly, trying to come up with a topic of conversation so he could distract himself a little.
"Well… I don't like working here either, but I need the money," the woman replied, her tone sounding a little sad.
"You can find another job, a job that's more . . . decent than this," Michael said carefully, afraid that she would be a little offended.
The woman turned to Michael, her lips forming a smile, but it looked like a sad smile.
"There aren't many jobs that will accept a woman without a diploma like me. I only have my body, so this is all I can do, though to be honest… I hate it when I have to sell my body like this. I…"
Michael fell silent when he saw the tears streaming down the woman's face. His right hand went up, trying to put his arm around the woman to calm her down, but his hand suddenly stopped in midair, it didn't seem appropriate to do so.
"If you need a job, you can come see me," Michael said suddenly.
Seeing women's tears always made him weak, even though it was a woman he had just met. He felt sorry for the young woman.
The woman's cries stopped when she heard Michael's words, the man was probably just small talk, trying to comfort her. She knew that, but she was genuinely comforted by the man's words.
"This is my business card," Michael said, then took his business card from his wallet and gave it to the woman.
Actually, he didn't know why he was behaving like this either. Maybe because he felt sorry for the woman and wanted to help her.
The woman looked at Michael's business card.
"You have a nice name," said the woman who now knew the man's name.
"Ah, yes, we don't know each other's names. What is your name? I know Elly is not your real name," Michael said half-jokingly.
"Elizabeth. My name is Elizabeth!"
That night, Michael and Elizabeth talked, the topic of their conversation was more about Elizabeth's life. Michael did that for no other purpose, he just wanted to pass the time and keep him focused and not think about the moans he could hear.
Not long after, Mr. Taylor finally finished and Michael drove the man home, as promised, the man gave him the money.
When he finally got home Michael could see that his wife was asleep, Michael tried to wake her up as he was still a little aroused, but again Sarah refused and said that she had to come to work in the morning.
Michael could only sigh. How long should he live in a sexless marriage?
The next day, Michael headed to his office with a big smile on his face, although what he did was not something to be proud of, but he managed to get money from Mr. Taylor and their company was not in danger of going bankrupt.
Everything went as usual, but suddenly James came into his room and said that a woman had come looking for him. Michael was surprised to see that the woman was the blonde woman he had met.
"I know you were probably just making small talk at the time, but I wanted to try my luck. Can you really get me a job, Michael?" she asked, her expression looked nervous.
Michael swallowed his saliva, he did want to help her, but he didn't think that the woman would actually come. Finally, Michael decided to accept the woman to work with him.
***
That night, when Michael came home, he was surprised to see his wife was already home and there was dinner already served on the table.
Usually, he only buys food outside and eats it alone, so looking at the dining table there is already his wife's cooking food and his wife welcoming him made Michael's lips immediately form a wide smile.
"I thought you'd be home late again," Michael said walking over to his wife.
"Didn't I tell you I have a shift in the morning? Let's eat first before you take a shower," said his wife with a smile.
Michael nodded then immediately sat down and had dinner with his wife, something he rarely did. The smile didn't leave his face when he had dinner, he was really happy.
After coming out of the bathroom, Michael was stunned when he saw his wife was on the bed in red lingerie and looked at him seductively.
"Wifey… This…"
"Looks like I've been ignoring you for too long, come on over here, don't make me wait."
Without waiting any longer, Michael immediately took off his towel and joined his wife, doing what he had wanted to do for a long time.
"You got a message."
Michael did hear his cell phone vibrate, but he tried to ignore it, he almost got his pleasure, and he didn't care who texted him right now!
However, suddenly his wife immediately turned around. He was almost there, though.
"Who is Elizabeth?"
Michael looked confused at the sudden question, he didn't know who his wife was referring to, so he answered casually, that it was their queen's name.
However, it seems that his wife did not like the answer and threw his cellphone to him. Michael finally took the cellphone to find out what his wife meant.
"Ahh… her… she's a nobody. I'm just helping her get a job," explained Michael when he saw the messages
Looks like the woman wants to thank him because he helped her, it's not a big deal. They are currently having sex and he wants to get his pleasure immediately.
"Let's continue… I'll come in a minute," Michael finally said and then tried to kiss his wife again, to get in a mood again due to the message he received.
However, Michael had to be disappointed when his wife turned her face and held his body, as if she didn't want to kiss him.
Well.. if his wife doesn't want to kiss, that's fine, they can just…
"Do you only have sex on your mind?!" his wife's snapped angrily.
Michael's forehead twitches when he hears what his wife had just said. Does his wife currently see him like that? Men who only think about sex?
Michael's emotions suddenly rose, after what he had done all this time, this was so unfair to him!
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