Wife for Hire

Chapter 7

Wisdom looked at herself in the vanity mirror. Her hair was wet, so was her whole body.

She then immediately picked up the phone when it rang once.

“Wisdom?” said the man from the other line.

“Te-Terry?” Wisdom’s voice was hoarse as she uttered the name of the man she once bedded a few days ago.

“I’m at a hotel near the airport by now…”

Wisdom waited for Terry to finish.

“I am flying to Paris in five hours. Perhaps you—”

“You want to see me?” She’s the one who finished what he’s going to say.

“Yes.” His voice was cold and … sad.

Wisdom could certainly tell that Terry’s voice was sorrowful; as if he was beseeching him to enter her one last time before he permanently departs from the country.

But Wisdom couldn’t tell if it was love or crush or infatuation she was feeling for him. She, too, was feeling gloomy—feeling unhappy.

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” It was all she said as she wrapped her voluptuous body in a white bath towel. Wisdom Linnea Weisz then wore a white t-shirt on the upper and a red miniskirt on the lower. She then grabbed a trench coat as she drove towards the airport with her hair still frankly wet.

Terry met her at the Chateau by the Air Hotel. The place is just located in front of the airport.

“Terry.”

“Wisdom.”

“Uhm… I—Let’s go to my room, shall we?” He invited while extending a hand to Wisdom. Terry’s hand then found its way to her back and patted her, caressed her.

As soon as Wisdom entered Terry’s room, she saw that everything was tidy now. His things were well packed now and the room was clean as if he was now about to check out. It seems that it was the last minute of Terry thinking about her; thinking about inviting her to his room, to his bed.

Wisdom, as if she foresees that they will do it, only wears her white t-shirt and red miniskirt. Her gray jacket serves as the only thing covering her nipples from being stalked and feasted by the passersby.

She wasn’t even wearing underwear or a bra.

“Can I take your jacket?”

“Of course.”

Terry’s eyes went wide as soon as Wisdom’s gray jacket left her body.

Her nipples were hard, beckoning for it to be wet with Terry’s mouth.

“As far as I know, your flight is four hours away. We can do it in two hours.”

“Make it one. If two, perhaps I’ll devastate the cave between your legs.” Terry’s eyes danced with pleasure.

“One and a half. My cave was already wet. Not to mention that I wasn’t wearing any undergarments.”

Terry unknowingly opened his mouth in surprise.

Wisdom inched closer, her brown stiletto heels clicking.

“Anything at all.”

She then pushed him to the bed with one hand and then kicked the door closed with one foot.

Wisdom leaped on top of him. Terry could feel her wetness. She’s definitely not lying that she was only wearing her white t-shirt and red miniskirt.

He didn’t waste any second and he unleashed the snake from its cage. It automatically finds its way onto the wet cave on top of him.