Love Affair In Chicago

Three

       "He's My Past"

Michael had been in Chicago an entire week now. He immediately started to work the next day of settling in. It was Saturday once again and this time last week he was on a train here. He thought back to the train ride. "Giselle" Michael sighed as he walked to the night stand. He sat on the bed as he pulled the sheet of paper with the number on it out of the drawer. The scent hit his nose like a home made apple pie. He lifted it to his nose and inhaled deeply the scent of Chanel . Seconds later he exhaled with an expression so deep it aroused sweat beads on his nose. "I can't call her. She's forgotten all about me."He sighed,loudly as he looked at the number. "She's beautiful, though,single, but children. Am I ready for that life?"He questioned himself  weighing out his options. "Drinks, Michael that's all it is. Call her!"He shouted with motivation in his voice picking up the phone. He dialed those seven digits putting in a return number along with his code of fifty-nine..

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The sunrise was about an hour away. Giselle lay in bed with her back turned to her husband. He politely turned over as his kisses made her stomach quiver. She thought of him...the man on the train--Michael. Her husband scooted closer to her body as he grind his pelvis her way. "Mmm,baby." Her voice delicately sighed as she gripped her on breast. She envisioned Michael standing infront of her as she closed her eyes. Only this time he was halfway naked in her thoughts. She bit into her lip as she visioned him mounting on top of her body. She relaxed as her husbands hands traveled to those places that seeped of melting liquids "Ohh,Ahhh".She cried out again as her body trembled. She sighed Michael's name silently as explosions took over her body. Her husband,Thomas was extremely  aroused by her multitudes of pleasure. He slipped her gown upwards and immediately thrust between her thighs. He growled as his  grunts became louder arousing her thoughts to  intensify as she thought of Michael;her Muse. And yet she came again. She sighed another breathless cry calling out the name of the stranger on the train  admidst of her husband release. His loud and barbaric overtones clouded out her cries for another man...

Two hours and her house was finally empty. She sat out side the terrace of her penthouse while she sipped on a Mimosa. She grinned as she looked at her pager "Mr.Wonderful called. I'll have to punish him for making me wait all week." she smirked as she took another sip then picked up the phone and dialed his number. She look down then back up with a huge smile when she heard his voice on the other end.

"Hello."He said answering the phone.

"Michael is this you? It's me Gigi" she grinned.

"Yes. How are you?" He asked smiling

"Ohhhh,a little thirsty."She smirked "What happened to Tuesday?"She inquired.

"Work kept me away. However, I'm not busy today. If you still want that drink, we can go." He told her.

"Of course I do. How about in an hour? I can meet you at your hotel."Giselle expressed.

"That'll be great. We'll meet in the dinning room of the Clairmont in an hour."Michael smiled.

"I'll be the lady in red. One hour my Knight and Shinning Handsome. "She told him with the deepest smile as she placed the phone on the base.

Giselle bit into her lip as she yelled out for the maid. She gave instructions as to her day and that it's business as usual for her employees. With everything in place,Thomas off to an twenty hour day,the children off at school, with the nanny to care for them while she's away. Giselle was free to be in Michael's captivity for the entire day and possibly the night if he agreed. It took her all of three hours to finally complete her signature look. She rolled her lipstick across her plump lips another several times and finally she walked out of her penthouse...