Excelsior

Chapter 31: More affairs

Mrs. Cornell followed a ritual during her mornings that consisted of waking up before her husband to jog around the mansion's grounds and then enjoying a relaxing bath with mineral water. She then went straight up to her dressing room where three women helped her to apply her uniform pale makeup and assisted her in choosing her clothes while her husband took a shower.

The couple met at their bedroom's table, where Daphne was sitting and waiting with a smile. Instead of seeing her wearing elegant dresses that characterized her, Mr. Cornell found her still in her night robe, thing that surprised him, yet, he limited himself from doing any comment.

After the breakfast, Mr. Cornell got ready to go to work and kissed his wife before going out:

"See you tonight," she replied with delicate complacency. Her tone of voice was low, and her dark red lips were hypnotic. "Darling."

Mr. Cornell walked to the door, and looked at his wife one last time.

"Try not to cheat on me with many women today," she added mischievously.

He laughed, and left her alone shaking his head. Daphne leaned out the window, staring up at the sky in wonder.

"Is it not a wonderful day, Milton" she asked, "to torture and explode with no regrets?"

"Excellent I would say," the butler answered casually, "Mrs. Cornell."

She was pleased every time she was referred to in that way. Her phone rang and he gave it to her. Her caller turned out to be her most recent client:

"Good morning, Evelyn."

The young woman inquired aggressively and demanded to see her as soon as possible. Daphne interrupted her:

"I have ten tomorrow off. I wait for you, dear!"

Evelyn insisted, with avail. Daphne ended the call, and someone knocked on the door. A maid announced the arrival of Reverend Harding, and Daphne asked to be left alone with him. Her employees obeyed, and she took off her robe.

When the visitor had entered, he found Daphne posing energetically on the couch, wearing a corset that held in place her dark stockings. The reverend did not skimp on expressing his admiration for the figure of the woman, who while in her late thirties, her body was more tempting than that of younger women. Her legs were firm, and her waist was naturally small.

"I have been such a bad woman," she said, getting up. "I must confess my sins, reverend."

The man sighed.

"You know confession is for Catholics."

Daphne took a whip that was on the nightstand and unfolded it.

"Do you want me to behave well or badly?"

The man brought his hands to her waist, and replied:

"Both, Daphne, yet the reason I came here is to discuss some matters regarding the concession ..."

Mrs. Cornell walked over and put her finger in the man's mouth. Reverend Harding was a handsome man, no doubt: tall, with dark hair with the occasional gray that showed his age, and symmetrical lips. He had a chivalrous demeanor, which stood out with the position he enjoyed in society, as his appearance showed his ancestry.

"We will ll have time to talk about that for sure." She took him by the arm. "Don't you get bored?"

She threw him on her bed.

"You have to relax," she said striking the ground with her whip.

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