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Evolution of a Marriage – Part 2
“So, tell me Olivia, what actually happened last night? I want to hear every little detail. What exactly did you do to my poor husband?
Jess and Olivia were back in their favourite restaurant, sipping wine and discussing the previous nights events.
“It was so easy Jess, much easier than we thought, he was in such a state when I got there, it only took a little bit of encouragement I could have got him to agree to anything. Well everything actually, and the funniest bit was he thought it was all his own idea”.
Jess laughed “I assume you were dressed appropriately for the occasion as we discussed?.
“Oh yes. You should have seen his face when he opened the door, I had that little tight, black cocktail dress on, you know the one, very short and very low cut. I thought his eyes were going to drop out of his head when he first saw me.” They both giggled, “and”, Olivia lowered her voice, looking around to make sure they were not overheard, “if I’m not mistaken he already had a little hard on.”
Jess laughed again, “there’s nothing wrong with your eyesight if you saw that little thing darling”
She leant across the table in a conspiratorial movement, “actually, that was my doing. I wanted him to be as insecure as possible, wanted him to be helpless and accommodating when you arrived. So, I deliberately paraded myself in front of him in just my bra, panties & stockings whilst I was getting ready to go out, just to get his little mind in a stew and then I delivered the “coup de grace” just before I left to go to Luke’s”
Olivia looked quizzically at her best friend.
“I took him a cup of coffee, only it had an extra ingredient”, she paused for effect, “ a Viagra tablet crushed into little pieces”.
They both burst into fits of laughter. “Oh Jess, that’s so fucking cruel. No wonder he was in such a state. How long has it been since you let him, you know?”
“Just over two months now I think. I’ve lost track really, I just enjoy seeing him so needy and frustrated that I don’t feel like giving in to him. I much prefer him that way”
“Surely he must have taken matters into his own hands at some point by now though” Olivia thought out loud.
“No, i’m sure he hasn’t” Jess said firmly, “he wouldn’t dare, I made it quite clear very early on that I found the idea disgusting and insulting. I told him if I ever suspected he had done that I could never respect him or touch him again.”
Olivia nodded, “Control their orgasms, control their minds, you always did say that Jess and it’s so true, at least it is with poor Richard.”
“So tell me everything” Jess implored, “every little detail, he was on the phone to his solicitor when I left this morning so I’ve not had chance to speak to him yet”
“He was very surprised to see me obviously but I just brushed past him when he opened the door and told him we needed to talk. About you, about your relationship. He looked a complete mess to be honest but I know why now” She laughed.
“I insisted he sat next to me on the sofa, my skirt had ridden up and I know he could see my stocking tops and I asked him what was going on between you two”.
“He couldn’t wait to pour his little heart out to me. It was so pathetic. He told me he thought you were having an affair and he was so scared he was losing you but he just didn’t know how to deal with it. He was almost in tears telling me how much he loved and adored you and he had no idea what he’d done wrong. Why you had been so cold with him”.
Jess sat forward listening intently, smiling as she imagined her husband’s anguish.
“I was sitting as close to him on the sofa as I could get, my legs pressing against his, so I started stoking his thigh, pretending to be concerned and sympathetic and I calmly told him this was all his fault and the problem was trust, or a lack of it”.
“How did he react to that?” Jess asked
“I don’t think he had any idea what I meant, I’m not really surprised to be honest, I was making it up as I went along. I told him that all your previous boyfriends had been nothing like him. They were more dominant, successful alpha type men who knew what they wanted from their women and took it. I told him he was so different, not your usual type. You could have had any man you wanted but you chose him. You chose him because he was different. Loving, attentive, sensitive and he put your needs above his own.”
Jess laughed, “you’re so good I almost believe you myself”
I was still stroking his thigh, letting my fingers stray closer and closer to that little bulge and he was looking more and more confused so I went for the jugular. “You had everything Richard” I told him, “everything you ever could have dreamt of, a gorgeous sexy wife who was willing to give everything up to spend the rest of her life with you, and how did you repay her? You Insisted on a prenuptial agreement. A fucking prenuptial agreement. You clearly demonstrated you had no trust whatsoever in a woman who was prepared to lower herself to spend the rest of her life with you.”
“I love all the little put downs you managed to get in there” Jess said, “very creative, making him feel totally inferior” She laughed, “which he is of course”.
“Jess, I actually thought he was going to burst into tears there and then, “what can I do”, he sobbed like a little boy, “how can I put it right, it was my parents idea, they insisted, they thought Jess was a gold digger only after my money. I just did what I was told, I didn’t think”.
“ A gold digger, moi” Jess said theatrically and they both collapsed in a fit of giggles.
“So I stood up as if I was leaving, told him he should have acted like a man and said no to his parents and proved he trusted you. I told him you’d cried for days afterwards and nearly called the wedding off but I’d persuaded you to go ahead as you were obviously so in love with him and he would learn to trust you but now here he was accusing you of having an affair simply because you dress up and go out without him. I explained trust was one of the most important things to a woman and he’d destroyed your faith in him. I told him there was nothing more I could do for him.”
“He begged me not to go, begged me to help. I must admit Jess, standing above him looking down at the excuse of a man we have made was quite arousing in a strange way. I was really beginning to enjoying myself”.
“It’s too late Richard”, I told him “it’s all of your own doing. I can’t see a way back for you”.
“I could almost hear his mind working overtime Jess, I knew we were close so I just looked down at him in silence and waited”
Jess’s eyes were gleaming as she relived the events in her imagination. “He broke? Just like that?”
“Into a million pieces”, Olivia laughed. “He could get the words out fast enough. He actually believed he had thought of it himself. It was so funny to watch”.
“I’ll call the solicitor in the morning, I’ll tell him to tear the agreement up. I trust Jess completely, I’ll never give her reason to doubt that again. I’ll do it, first thing”.
Jess nodded, “you’re a natural Olivia, I thought I was the queen bitch but you’re right up there with me. So that bloody agreement has gone. We can move on to all the fun bits now, I can’t wait, I’ve got so many ideas, so many plans for my poor little husband”.
“It gets better” Olivia teased.
“Really” Jess looked interested. “How”
“Well I don’t think we will ever get him quite as helpless and malleable as he was last night so I pushed a bit harder. I told him
I didn’t think it was enough, it had to be a real statement of intent. One that would take your breath away. Prove once and for all that marrying him was the right decision”
“And?” Jess asked.
“You’re not going to believe this. He said “what if I reverse it so Jess gets everything if we break up. The house, the money, the investments, everything. Do you think I can win her back? Will she trust me enough then?”
“Oh my god, he didn’t really”
“He really did, and he was so proud of himself for thinking of it. It’s all yours Jess. You can dump him tomorrow and you will be a very rich lady”.
Jess looked deep in thought for a minute then looked up at Olivia with an evil smile on her face. “And where would be the fun in that? No, that would be far too easy on him, I think keeping him around would be much more fun”.
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