Story Title: Sexy Birthday Gift
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A businessman was given several beautiful women as birthday gift. Read on the beautiful times they spent together.
Damon is my name. I’m a 35-year-old man who experienced something that most men would consider a daydream. Let me tell you a little about myself before I get started.
Normally, I work for a large bank as an accounting/financial manager. I’m quite good at what I do. I’m not some millionaire living the high life, but my career has afforded me things like a four-bedroom house and a nice car. You may believe I have the perfect life, but it isn’t all sunshine and roses.
I was previously married. We dated for several years after I met my wife in college. We got married and made plans for the typical things that married couples do. We had just purchased the house (which was totally paid for) and were intending to have a family. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.
Stefan was one of my boyhood friends. While I finished college, married, and had a comfortable upper-middle-class career, he wheeled and dealed his way into making many of the “correct moves” that led to him being a typical Gordon Gekko, albeit without the “evil” aspect.
He invested money he got from a deceased relative in Apple before the iPod and Google before they really took off. I’m not knocking him; he knows how to play the market and converted his meager $20,000 inheritance into a $100 million-a-year investing enterprise. Stefan is also the stereotypically affluent bachelor. Jet-setting, dating models, and driving expensive cars, to name a few activities.
Before you get your hopes up, Stefan did not kidnap my ex-wife, despite his frequent claims that he was the one who got me divorced. What caused this to happen? Stefan was hosting a charity banquet at a downtown art institution around three years ago. My now-ex-wife and I were both there. Stefan had introduced me to another wealthy playboy type who was a business buddy of his.
I didn’t think much of it at the time, but Stefan‘s coworker had his eyes on my now-ex-wife. He got to contact her somehow, and I found out a year later that she was having a hot affair with him. I even recall thinking she was traveling for work, only to discover she was flying to exotic destinations. We didn’t find out about them till they both appeared on a celebrity watcher TV programme.
To cut a long tale short, we separated soon after, and my ex-wife continued to see Mr. Playboy until he ditched her for someone younger. I suppose karma is a jerk. My now ex-wife didn’t want to make a big deal out of the divorce, so I got to keep the house and everything else was taken care of. While she wasn’t faithful, she wasn’t your usual “destroy him” divorcee, which I appreciate.
So now it’s the present day. It’s been a year and a half since my divorce, and my life has been mainly work and home. I go to work, put in the hours, make people a lot of money (even in this economy), then go home to my empty house to hide.
Stefan of course has had this overbearing feeling of guilt ever since then. He stopped doing business with his colleague and even tried many ways to “make it up to me”. I’ve told him time and time again he did nothing wrong, and that it was my ex who decided to betray me. Still, his hard confidence every now and then does take small cracks, and he’s even tried things like getting me to take some pity job in his firm for four times what I get paid now as well as attempts to drag me out to mingle with high-priced models he mostly rolls with. He’s a good friend, but I’ve told him over and over I just need to heal from the wounds, and he doesn’t need to “buy” my loyalty.
The other day I paid him a visit to his downtown office for our weekly lunch meetup together. Coming into the top floor I was of course greeted by Stefan‘s sweet and rather pretty executive assistant Jacqueline. She’s got everything you would normally expect out of some wealthy CEO’s executive assistant. Long dark hair, pretty brown eyes, long slender legs, and a nicely shaped body.