35 - The Womaniser's Wife
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 evening.”
“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 happy.”
“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 worse.”
“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.