Chapter 32: Margot Called
The next morning Max woke up to a call from Margot. He had spent most of the night with Meredith, but even if he enjoyed being inside her, he was not about to spend the night.
Spending the night means giving her hope. There was none. So when she fell asleep, he made his way out of her villa and back to his own humble abode.
As for Margot’s call, they were supposed to meet later that night. But she wanted to cancel the night show and moved things up to meet for breakfast.
Max thought it was odd. Margot was never one to cancel plans last minute unless there was an emergency. What made it stranger was that she wanted to meet earlier. It indicated that it wasn’t an emergency, but possibly something she wanted him to do.
As for what, Max could only go to the hotel and see. So, regardless of his suspicions, he went. He put on something he knew she would like and made his way there.
He arrived at the hotel as per her instructions. He walked directly to the room number she gave him. He didn’t knock, because she told him not to. The door was even left ajar. Clearly she had wanted him to come in on his own.
Max couldn’t understand what she was doing. It was only after he entered the room and heard the sounds that he understood.
He couldn’t help but ask himself. Why do I feel like a husband about to catch his spouse cheating? He shook his head and continued walking. Whatever game Margot wanted to play, she could do as she pleased.
When he entered the room, he saw exactly what he expected. Margot was being taken from behind by a very muscular man. He caught the gleam in her eye when he walked in.
They both looked at him when he came in, and the moment he stepped in, Margot started going crazy.
She yelled and screamed, egging the man on. Telling him about how he was and how much she enjoyed him pounding her. Max watched it all with amused disinterest.
He wondered if he would get a sty from watching this. He didn’t say a word, just found himself a ’cuck’ chair and sat down.
The man, seeing Max sit in the chair, couldn’t help the disgruntled look that came to his face. He was expecting Max to do something, to at least appear mortified.
What appeared before him was a man who couldn’t care less.
Max took out his phone and started scrolling. He felt the man’s eyes on him.
"Don’t look at me, keep doing what you’re doing. Margot looks like she’s enjoying it. Aren’t you, Margot, you dirty little slut."
He humoured them both, but he was not in the mood for any of it. If this was the reason she called him, she should have let him stay in bed.
Margot is an okay fuck, not the greatest, but if he knew he called her to watch this, he would have stayed at home and slept for a bit longer. He couldn’t understand why people couldn’t understand the sanctity of a good night’s rest.
As he scrolled on his phone, he found what he was looking for. It was his agreement with Margot. He knew they had been doing this for a little over a year. He hadn’t checked whether the agreement had lapsed. He simply continued as he always had.
A man has bills to pay.
Now, he realized that their time together had ended. The contract was for a year. They had gone more than two months over the stipulated time.
Not to mention that sex with Margot wasn’t a normal occurrence. He couldn’t understand why she would choose this method. At most, they went on dinner dates and went travelling. He could live without Margot, but her way of breaking up was kind of special.
Max turned to the two who were still going at it. He kept his eyes on Margot.
Hearing her getting fucking and the squelching of her pussy, Max had to admit he was a little horny. But he wasn’t interested in taking sloppy seconds. For a second he had the idea of using her mouth, but that didn’t seem right.
This guy was obviously new. He wasn’t about to mess with someone else’s hustle. So he spoke calmly and clearly.
"Margot, if you wanted to let me know the contract was void, you could have said so. Did you think that seeing you with someone else would make me jealous? We both knew what this was. If you’re done, then say so. You dragged me out of bed for this." He waved his hand dismissively.
"As a last favour, would you like me to stay?"
Hearing this, the man behind Margot’s stride faltered. Margot’s pleasure-filled face dropped. Max caught it before the two started again with renewed vigor. Since they decided to put on a show, he would watch.
As for the man behind Margot, he was now certain that what Margot told him before was a crock of shit. She claimed this guy was in love with her and refused to leave.
She wanted him to see her with someone else so he would take the hint and vanish on his own. She offered a monthly allowance, more than he was currently making, to have sex with her once and go on a few dates.
This guy, before them, wasn’t even phased. He was scrolling on his phone like this was an inconvenience.
He felt somewhat redundant. But, right now, he didn’t care. She was willing to spend money to get him, and he was willing to use his dick to get gifts. He didn’t work on his body like this for nothing.
So even if he felt strange, he kept pounding that pussy until he came.
Max stayed until they were done. He was hard and needed a release, but he was not interested in Margot.
"Well, I’ll see you another time, Margot. Don’t do stuff like this to other people. Playing this kind of cheating partner game has never been cute to me."
Looking at Margot lying on the bed. Max stood and walked over to Margot as he continued speaking. He looked her directly in the eye.
"Then again, that’s definitely what you want. You like feeling needed. But you chose the wrong person."
Max took his time walking out of the hotel. Having seen live porn, he was hard. He needed to maintain his dignity as a productive member of society.
So he walked slowly and ensured he wasn’t trying to blind anyone.
He checked the time. It was still early, and he hadn’t eaten. He wasn’t going to waste money on take-out. His little chef ladies had probably cooked something.
He sent a quick message to let them know he was coming over before flagging down a cab.
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