The Womaniser's Wife
“James, I am expecting a lady at eight can you please
arrange something for dinner. Maybe some seafood. She likes delicate tasting
foods. And champagne on ice. Nice and cool and something very smooth.”
“Certainly sir. Something now perhaps?”
“A strong G&T but with a good shot of lime would go down
very well, thank you. And a small bowl of Jalapenos.”
“Yes Madam, I will pass you over.”
She heard in the background, “it’s your wife Sir.” and a
rustling of movement.
“Hilary, what do you want? I’m busy, I have loads to do this
“I bet you do, anyway we need to talk about the children and
their next stage of schooling.”
“That’s your domain, I have told you before, I don’t want to
be bothered with this sort of trivia. Especially when I’m so involved.”
“It’s not trivial, it’s important to ensure their future. We
at least need to discuss it. After all you will have to pay the fees and I
don’t want another argument about you not knowing the cost.”
“Well I’m not coming down there, you will have to come to
London if you must have this conversation.”
She heard some mumbling and the rustling again, then James,
“Sir is available in two days and you should come to dinner. Eight o’clock
would be appropriate.”
“Thank you James, tell him I will be there.”
That evening Dexter entertained. James served dinner, then was dismissed for the evening leaving Dexter to enjoy what was the latest of his conquests. The penthouse was very high tech, all he had to do was click his fingers and things happened. The blinds closed, lights dimmed, music played. It was all so easy. It impressed and he seduced. He would see the lady a few more times, lavishing her with expensive gifts, then when he lost interest he would move on.
“Hilary, darling, you look as wonderful as ever. I am
pleased to see you. I have been so busy and realise I have been neglecting you.
I will endeavour to come to the house more often, to see the children, so we can
have a good time as a family. How about a family holiday, somewhere hot and
relaxing. I’m sure we all need a break.”
“Don’t give me that same old crap Dexter. You don’t mean it.
Listen to yourself, you are deluded if you think just coming now and again will
make things right. I’m sick of all your nonsense. I’ve asked that you make more
effort many times but it all just falls on deaf ears.”
“Darling let’s not row, it’s a lovely evening and we should
be enjoying it. Dinner is ready. Let’s at least enjoy some good food and wine.”
“Their schooling Dexter, we need to decide where to send
them. It’s that time.”
“But as I said, this is your domain. I don’t want to get
involved. Just sort something and I will be happy with it. I trust you to do
the best for them. I’m simply too busy to get involved. I’ll come down in a few
weeks and you can tell me the arrangements and we can make sure they are both
“The cost though, last time with this sort of thing you
sniped at the cost. I’m tired of the arguments. You do not know how much your
behaviour upsets me. You said you would stop but if anything it’s getting
“So that’s what this is really all about is it? Well I can
tell you, you will be disappointed and you will remain disappointed.”
“Oh Dexter, I am at a total loss with you,” and she walks
into the sitting room.
“No Dexter, I’ve had enough. I want a divorce.”
“That, my dear, will
never happen. You are mine. I own you. You will do as I say, when I say and
what I say. Like now. I want you now.”
He clicks his fingers and James appears. “Pour us champagne
please James, and then you can go. Thank you.”
James pours and leaves.
Dexter clicks his fingers and the blinds shut and the lights
dim. Then he clicks his fingers and the soft music comes on. He then clicks his
fingers and she dutifully comes next to him.
The next click he hears is the safety coming off.