things but I could've sworn I saw Tom Hanks suffering one in the Green Mile. She bought it and that was how I got out of her bed and into the guest room. At night while she was asleep I was on my laptop for hours formulating my plans.
First I set up a new offshore account, we had a joint account that neither of us paid too much attention to because there was always money we just transferred money into the household account to pay the bills. I syphoned off all of mine but didn't touch hers. Next I went after the long term CDs those took some maneuvering but in the end I got them all transferred to my name only. Basically I took everything that was mine and left hers and since I was worth way more than she was, her way of life was about to change drastically.
With the money situation out of the way I went after the house, Zola loved this house, I didn't want it didn't want any reminders of my lie. I put the shit on the market with a removal date set for six months down the road this way any interested buyers had time to decide if they wanted to buy and I had time to finish what I started. I was slick there though I didn't use a local realtor instead I used one of those high-end online sites that advertised all over the world. My house is in one of those ideal neighborhoods that everybody wants to live in, already I had a Japanese businessman on the hook he was interested and his timing coincided with mine so it looked like the house was gone for cash upfront. The good thing about it is I will be gone at least a week before she realizes the house is gone and then my buyer will be here one week later. I'm setting it up for a cleaning service to come in and clean up after my lovely ex has been removed from the premises, I hope it's forcefully I'm really hoping she puts up a fight and refuses to move.
Two months after I answered that phone call I was still in the guest room my finances were set my company assets were safe from her hands and I had enough evidence to get a no contest divorce from her. I'd gone through all this stuff just in case things didn't quite work out, better safe than sorry because if some judge decided I needed to pay her after she'd slaughtered my kids there's a good chance I might kill the bitch so no, this way was better.
Chapter 2
I met Elena exactly two months and two weeks after that phone call; believe me I wasn't looking for anyone, I hadn't touched Zola in all this time, she'd tried a few times but I'd convinced her I still had my problem and that I was too embarrassed to go to the doctor so I was trying things I found online, she grouched a little but in the end she had her boss's stick to ride so she wasn't too put out.
Elena was rushing somewhere when I was coming out of my favorite restaurant where I'd just had a late lunch, we collided and I remember thinking she had the softest firmest breasts I'd ever felt.
We both apologized profusely until I got a good look at her. Gorgeous; long curly black hair and the most piercing green eyes I'd ever seen. She had pits in her cheeks they were too deep to be called mere dimples and what they did for her smile. It went right through me.
We'd both laughed in embarrassment to be caught staring, I guess she liked what she saw as well.
'I'm sorry I should've been looking where I was going.'
Her voice was like warm caramel, smooth, dark and sweet, it did something to my nerve endings, some kind of tingling shock.
'Are you in a rush to get somewhere?'
'Yes my English lit class.'
'Oh you're taking evening classes at the U.' She just said she was in a hurry Zane let her go.
'Yes I'm a student at the U going for my BA in early childhood education.'
'Very impressive, I'm Zane Cordon by the way.'
I saw her throat work at that.
'You're…?' She turned to crane her neck to look at my high rise office buildings that took up half the block across the street.
'Wow.'
'And you are?'
'Ahem, I'm ElenaPatriakis.'
'Pleased to meet you Elena, don't let me keep you, wouldn't want you to be late.'
'Oh right sure…' She seemed really shy all of a sudden as she dropped her head and walked off. When she was about twenty feet away I called out to her. I wasn't sure what I was going to do but somehow I knew I couldn't just let her walk away out of my life.
'I would love it if you joined me for dinner some time.' I held a card out which she returned to retrieve. Her cheeks were pink and cute as she smiled shyly before putting the card away in her bag.
“You better hurry don’t want to be late for class.”
“Yes sir.”
My cock actually jumped when she said that, what the fuck?
I let it go for now and just watched her ass twitch in her soft jeans that did amazing things for her ass as she walked away once more.
For the first time in too long I felt real interest in a woman, shit it had been almost thirteen years since I’d fucked anyone other than the bitch, which burned my ass now that I knew she hadn’t been so discriminating, fucking bitch, I’m not bitter or anything though.
I stood there until she turned the corner before heading back to my office in the opposite direction my mind on my jumping cock.
Back in my office I put the beautiful Elena out of my mind and set about my last task for the day before heading home. I’d taken to conducting operation ‘fuck the bitch over’ from here since it was getting a bit risky to do at home. Suddenly she had become all clingy and wanting to spend more time together. I guess she noticed the distance growing between us and for whatever reason wanted to fix things not to mention the fact that I’ve been going home later and later every night. It was all I could do to be in the same house with her without killing her, I still puked my guts up every once in a while when I thought of what she’d done. I’d already mourned for my however many lost children, I’d put them to rest in my head and in my heart after asking them forgiveness for not being a good enough dad to protec›
I hadn’t looked at anyone, believe it or not I’d felt weird, like I was cheating or something, breaking my vows until I realized those shits were now null and void.
Now I have this new development on my hand, the case of the jumping dick; I hope that bitch hadn’t warped me or some shit because the truth of the matter is when I looked at the sweet young Elena my mind went to complete domination. I don’t mean tie her up spank her domination I mean if I was ever gonna go there with a woman again, I had to be in complete control and she looked perfect for the part. She was petite with just that little hint of shy innocence in her, I could see her under me taking my ten inches just how I wanted her to, and that sir shit, oh hell yeah I could definitely work with that. I’m such an ass I hadn’t thought to get her number, what if she didn’t call? Or I never ran into her again?
I felt a slight sadness at the thought but quickly brushed it aside, no way I was gonna play the sap again, fuck that.
I knew it wouldn’t be hard for me to find a woman willing to lay down for me, shit when I was married they were all but throwing their panties at me. I’m not vain in the least but I’m not blind either I know what I was looking at when I looked in the mirror. My black hair was worn military short an old throwback to my days in the marines, that’s where I’d learned the special skills that made me one of the nation’s leading security specialists, my company was in high demand from people all over the world begging for my services and they didn’t come cheap.
My eyes were some kind of weird blue green color that could be turquoise one minute and teal the next or so I’ve been told, fuck if I know. I was a lean muscled six four with not an ounce of fat and my eight pack was still going strong, all in all not a bad package; I never even questioned why Zola had cheated on me, I didn’t really care and I’m sure if I’d planned to give her the chance that she would’ve come up with some doozies but by the time our divorce was final I would be long gone if all went as planned.
I sat back and brought her beautiful face to mind, those dimples alone was worth a shot.
