[F4F] The Unknowing Femme Fatale's Point of View: Wifey

[F4F] The Unknowing Femme Fatale's Point of View: Wifey [Narrative] [Backstory] [F4M elements] [Descriptive] [Return of the Femme Fatale] [Internal Monologue] [SFX under Narrative] [On the Desk again] [Detective Story] [On the Run] [under pressure] [About Your Wife] [Twist] [L-bombs] [impreg]

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[Directions]
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{Internal Monologue that is voiced over sounds}

(shuffling papers and keyboard clicking in the background)

{For months the detective has been investigating the case of my wife’s supposed disappearance.

Even I have come to the point that I should completely move on, but until her death is more than presumed dead, things can not move on}
(/background)

(sexy moans and panting in the background)
It has been a game of cat and mouse with the detective, and I never thought I would be living in a drama of a detective story.

For the first four months, he kept me updated mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and physically.

He was an unwitting surrogate for my wife and we had each other in ways that I would never have imagined before or had imagined but never thought possible.

However, all that changed.

After a wonderful night of carnal desire in a marathon session of tangled limbs, and the first night I had him in the bed I shared with my wife, I woke up to find that side of the bed empty.

(/moaning stops)

Except for my phone with text messages and voicemails.

He had a lead that he had to get to, that night.

Followed by

Someone was following him and the trail was hot. He would contact me when he could.

So we had to play the game of cat and mouse, myself staying in the public light.

The only way I could contact him was through an array of drop boxes and burner cell phones.

If he caught wind of someone tracking him he had to pivot and new directions were somehow given to me.

He told me how he was keeping me safe and explaining how he was able to undermine the false information the DA’s office received with these notes and quick calls.

Once in a Starbucks, I entered on a chance and a barista gave me a packet of information.

Another time I looked in a clutch I barely used and a note was there with another drop point.

It was maddening and I insisted I see him.

He was hard-pressed to make the time and make sure we were both safe, but it would have to be quick.

(kissing, moaning, panting, dirty talk, ending in multiple shouted I love you in orgasm, into whispered I love you and kissing noises  in the background)

We met at a safe house location.

I worried I would never see him again and I made the most of our time.

I was not going to let another person in my life possibly disappear without knowing how I felt, or in my wife’s case reminding her how I felt.

I believe that was the primary thing that was blocking my mind with my wife.

Yes, the DA was still sniffing around for evidence and clues with my wife’s disappearance.

They were building a case of circumstantial evidence and were looking for one thing to tie it believably together.

This one man was stopping those false claims from hurting me and I needed to let him know how it felt.

He looked at me in sadness when whispered I love you.

He didn’t say it back.
(/ends with whispered I love yous)

I had not heard from him in two months since that night.

I was forced to take a greater hand in my wife’s business as if her board of directors had there way it would be gone.

I needed to show I was dependable I needed…

My phone rang, it was not my burner phone}

Hello?

Oh god. I thought you were dead. No no you listen I have something… please don’t interrupt.

Fine!

Who?

{He said a courier was coming up with information via the executive elevator.

He killed the cameras and sent them up after knocking out the guard.

I don’t know how because the executive elevator requires specific card accesses.

It also had no cameras.

I got out of my office and went to the elevator to wait for the package.

As the door opened my heart leaped from my chest and to my throat.

I was speechless.

It was my wife.

It was my wife as if she was just lounging around at home.

Her brown wavy shoulder-length hair was messy by design.

Her full lips with a ring piercing right in the middle.

She was dressed down in comparison to her usual high maintenance look.

Wearing an oversized fleece sweater that barely covered her ass, but it was tight enough so her full breasts were on display.

It was almost like a mini fleece dress.

She wore boots, she never wore boots, but she did wear knee-length socks that ended at the thighs I loved.

However, all of those things could be easily duplicated, what couldn’t’ be duplicated was her eyes.

I called her eyes wisdom blue, because I always felt when I looked in her eyes, whenever she talked, whenever she smiled, whenever she wasn’t paying attention to me but I could see, them, it always felt like I could find the wisdom of the ages if I looked deeply enough in them.

They were eyes that were looking at me in fear, longing, and love, and my heart melted.

(deep kissing sounds)
Before she could speak I walked up to her, tilted her face up to me, and kissed her full on the lips.

My sweet sweet wife, the zesty taste of her tongue and saliva mixed with mine made my heart race. She had a lemony fragrance I always loved. I am glad she remembered.

My wonderful wonderful…

She broke the kiss.(/end kissing)}

[emotional on the point of crying]
Please… please… I need…

[pause]
No! You’re going to tell me something I don’t to hear!

[pause]
No! You’re staying with me!

[pause]
You have to… YOU HAVE TO.

[pause]
I can’t do this without you!

[pause]
(crying) I miss you I love you please please don’t.

(sniffing and quiet sobs in the background)
{She told me what was going on. Her disappearance was something that she couldn’t help.

The business was researching something big and found out information that she couldn’t tell me for my own safety.

All this time she was going from safe house to safe house, country to country, village to village.

Yet she knew if she contacted me she would be found, murdered, and I would have been charged.

She couldn’t allow that.

The detective was going to deliver information to the DA’s office to get them off my back.

Notification to her lawyers through own private channels that no one knew of would be processed to give me full control over everything.

She was to go into Witness Protection until a huge government criminal case could finish.}

[still crying]
LET ME GO WITH YOU THEN?

{She said no… and that she had to leave.

I wouldn’t let her.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her, dragging her through the office floor.

If anyone was still on the floor the might have heard her struggling.}

If you fight this I will tell everyone and if we die we die together!

All three of us!
[pause]

[bellowed order] COME….HERE….NOW.

{She relented and followed me into my office, I closed the door and locked it

(kissing noises)

 and started kissing her. I tried to tell her everything I ever wanted in those kisses.

I started pulling her clothes off. When I pulled her shirt off she was wearing what to be new grey satin bra and fancy grey panties.}

[All dialogue through kisses]

Oh so you wore fancy underwear to see me and didn’t expect me to see it?

They have to go.

No keep the socks on.

Unzip me.

Clasp is in the front.

Don’t tell me you know you haven’t been around to see this bra.

(sound a desk being cleared)

If I’m going to have you one last time my love.

(wet noises, sexy moans, groans, panting, kissing)

{we made love right on top of my desk. I was starting to like desks for lovemaking.

To make sure she couldn’t leave I pinned her down.

She always liked me pinning her down, the important CEO being subjected to the whims of her dominate wife.

I wrapped my hands around her throat and squeezed tightly as I leaned down sucked on both of her hardening nipples.

I let just enough air in to allow her to chokingly gasp as I kissed and licked her perfect breasts, I went up to her face and she was almost purple in the face.

I let go and kissed her while she choked and gasped for breath.

She wrapped her arms and legs around me and clung to me for dear life with these kisses, both of us awning and needing each other.}

Let go wfie.

{She reluctantly let go as I kissed her again and then looked her in the eye}

You are mine.

When you are gone no one else can have you.


No matter what cover might be blown, you understand me.

DO

YOU

UNDERSTAND

ME

(Sexy moans, groans, and wet sounds, ever increasing through dialogue)
{She said the honey I was waiting to my ear, yes mistress.

I turned over on her body, my pussy straddling her face and my face between her glorious thighs.

I needed to mark her as mine so she would always remember.

The alabaster skin of her thick and glorious thighs beckoned me as I kissed, licked, and bit down multiple times.

The only duo more epic than her thighs were her eyes.

I bit hard and multiple times enough that I knew there would be long-lasting bruising before I dive down into her pussy, licking and sucking as those glorious thighs trapped my head.

We both were working at a pace like a starved woman having food for the first time but no one would warn them about overeating and overindulging.

This was possibly the last time we would see each other and we put everything we could into this)

[sucking and kssing in ...] Sweetie, darling, I’m going to cum… cum with me… please cum with me…. Oh god… oh god … oh god please bring her back… oh god… I’m … I’m… I… fuck I”m cumming… oh god you are too oh fuck … … … oh you taste like a perfect memory… … … I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you… I love you…

{She echoed her love as we laid there moaning and twitching for a moment, I got up and turned around, looking into her wisdom blue eyes, and kissed her deeply, our juices mingling together to form perfection}

I don’t want you to go.

We can hire additional security, we have the means, we…

No! Just leave! I can’t do this!

{I turned around on the desk looking into the metropolis of the city, where people found love and heartbreak but mine ached worse of all. She didn’t know and she was going to walk out of my life for the last time. She wrapped her arms around me from behind, kissed and nuzzled my neck like anytime I was naked looking out a window, and slipped something in my hand.

It was her executive key}

But…

Your office is my office now?

You’re making this seem like it is permanent.

I will make you come back to me!

{I grabbed her hand and made it slide down to my naked belly where it was starting to get puffy}

See this? This right here?

[pause]
When you come back, this will be your child.

[pause]
That's what I meant by all three of us dying.

[pause]
Your name is going to be on the birth certificate.

[pause]
You’re going to be its mom.

[pause]
If you don’t come back for me you will come back for your child.

[pause]
Because if it has your eyes it’s other mom is going to be crying all the time.

You don’t want me crying around our child all the time, do you?

[pause]
Yes, it’s the detectives.

[pause]
He doesn’t know.

I only found out a week ago.

I’m only going to tell him if I absolutely have to

[pause]
No.

You are the other parent.

I may have had false feelings for him, but it was my love for you that made this happen.

You need to come back to your child.

I…

[pause]
Okay if you come back for your child then, and only then, will we tell him.

[pause]

Don’t be a smartass. I know it won’t have your eyes.

[pause]
It made you agree to come back.

However, I don’t know what his family’s eyes look like.

So my crying could still happen.

{I got dressed, she walked me to her, my office and quickly transferred over some security protocols so they would take me instead of her, hair, voice, fingerprints she kissed me the softest, most loving kiss}

I’ve cried enough in front of you today.

I’m going to turn around and look out the window.

When I turn back if you’re not gone I’ll kill you myself for putting me through this.

I love you and only you.

{I looked over the city in my wife’s, my, office.

My heart still breaking, hoping that somewhere in the detective’s family tree was that same shade of wisdom blue.

When the tears stopped flowing I turned around and she was gone.

She did follow through.

She was able to submit current proof of life so authorities were able to back off.

The transition was rough but I needed to make sure her legacy was still there when she returned.

I just wanted to be her wife and raise our child while she did the important work, whatever she was doing.

My dream, my hope, was for us to be a family.

I didn’t see the detective again.

I transferred his final payment with a bonus.

His office was closed.

His house was empty.

His phone number had a full voice mailbox.

No texts were returned.

He could have been in the south of France or something writing what was it? Horror Erotica?

I missed him because of what it would mean for my future, so I texted him one last time.

(text message noises till end)

Txt: I’m pregnant and you’re the father.

I didn’t expect a reply, but I got one.

Txt: Your wife was right, you would break down and tell me before it happened.

Txt: I found her for you.

Me: You’re lying!

He texted me a photo of her healing thighs, written with lipstick my name on one, and I love you on the other.

Txt: Not only am I not lying I owe her ten bucks since you told me about the baby thanks.

A tear dropped on my phone screen and I brushed it away

Txt: Consider me your dropbox, Femme Fatale

Me: Tell me the rest of your family has eyes the same color as my wifey's?}