Be a Doll(24)

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MATHIS


I opened the door to the penthouse apartment and walked in holding our suitcases. One cursory glance around the wide open living room decorated with modern furniture with clean lines in earthy colors told me that Georgia, my housekeeper, stopped by as requested to make the place look pristine for my wife’s arrival.

I put down the suitcases against the wall leading to the hall toward the bedrooms and turned around when Lila’s heels broke the silence as she stepped inside.

Her eyes didn’t betray a modicum of thoughts and neither did her face. Her head held as high as ever swiveled elegantly around as she took in the wide space, the huge windows overlooking Central Park and the open floor kitchen that contained all the best appliances money could buy where only Georgia had ever cooked. But then, her eyes latched onto one of the very few personal items I kept for all to see in this room. It was a picture, an old one. I always kept it on one of the shelves next to the huge TV occupying a wall in the living room. I expected her to walk to it and ask questions, but once again I forgot who Lila Grimes was and she wasn’t like other people.

She turned back to me and nodded as if giving me her approval of our living arrangement. “You have a very nice apartment, but I’m not surprised.’’ She took off her jacket and draped it on her forearm, uncovering her body for my greedy eyes. She was wearing a simple dress perfectly cut in a way that seemed to move with her every step, accentuating her curves in such a way that made me want to uncover her and delight myself of her body. The burgundy color of the dress made her skin appear even more delicate and I wondered if some well-placed spanks could taint it a delicious pink.

“I suppose my clothes have been delivered.’’

“My housekeeper took care of everything. It’s in the dresser in the master bedroom.’’

“I wouldn’t have expected anything less,’’ she bit back and discreetly shook her head. I could see the tension inhabiting her and I wondered how much was from sexual frustration and how much from her obvious disgust with me. It probably shouldn’t amuse me so much, but I couldn’t possibly help it.

My days had been filled with work, business dinners and lunches and the occasional meetings with my parents and sister. It’s evident that women were a part of my life too, but none that would stay longer than a few hours on end. Lila brought something else to my life and I knew it’d change my day-to-day life. For starters, I wouldn’t spend an hour without toying with her in this apartment until she finally succumbed and let me have her to get her out of my system. I also wondered if marital sex would feel different in a way.

“You’ll find your accommodations very satisfying.’’ I watched her body locking down at my tone of voice. I smirked at her and bent down to grab our suitcases once again. “Follow me. I’ll show you our bedroom.’’

With a sigh for her only answer, I walked down the hall to a staircase spiraling up to lead to the bedrooms and the master bedroom. I transferred Lila’s suitcase to my other hand and quickly opened the white door to the bedroom. I walked in and heard Lila’s gasp upon seeing the room.

I had been living in this apartment for the last three years and I was used to the place, but I remembered the first time I had seen this room and I understood my wife’s reaction. The walls were stark white and decorated with a few photographs in black and white featuring different views of the city seemingly at our feet. The huge windows were one wall made of glass and the green from Central Park contrasted wonderfully in the middle of the tall buildings. With the sun playing hide and seek between the clouds this morning, the light was almost eerie. The view was breathtaking and the first thing I always saw upon opening my eyes in the morning.

The huge bed covered by a heavy blue comforter stood proudly with the sleek black headboard and the matching bedside tables on either side. The en-suite bathroom offered an Italian shower along with a gigantic tub, everything in light grey stones that reflected the colors of the city with its buildings.

The walk-in closet on the other side of the bedroom was as big as a bedroom alone and offered enough space for both our wardrobes.

All the while, I kept my eyes on Lila as she examined everything, her eyes now showing a bit more appreciation, but the tension in her remained.

“Should I put your suitcase in the walk-in closet?’’

“Yes, please,’’ she answered immediately.

I walked to it, opened the door and put down her suitcase on the left side, her side. I did the same with mine on the right side and postponed the unpacking process, which was always something I disliked.

Facing her again in the bedroom, I ignored the bed close by before my pants became uncomfortable. I was eager to resume toying with her, but right now there were things that needed to be discussed. “Let’s go back to the living room. We need to review a few things.’’

She quietly nodded and followed me without a word; something I knew was very uncommon for her. It’s a surprise, but I missed her barbs that only turned me on furthermore.

We sat on opposing couches facing each other. Only separated by the coffee table made of some exotic wood I couldn’t bother remembering the name of. I leaned back in the chocolate brown leather couch and crossed my legs at the ankle. I eyed her sitting straight, stare unwavering and mouth pursed. She was bracing herself and I felt oddly powerful being the one in charge here. That woman was so untamable that it only enhanced that impression.