His Second Wife

Booted his nuts

~Christopher’s POV~

“What exactly am I doing here? Are you insane? Have you gone f*cking insane?” Her icy gaze turned to my hooker. I knew right away no f*cking for me tonight. “Hey, what’s your name?” She questioned.

“Mia.” My hooker answered.

“Get out of my house!”

“Camila!” I yelled.

“Shut the f**k up! You’re not going to disrespect me in this house, Stopher. Never, and I mean never, bring another woman to this house if you want to f*ck. There is a place called a hotel. Next time you want to have s*x, go there. You’re not going to insult me in my home, Mr. Grayston!” I could see her chest rising and falling out of anger, then she continued, “Robin!” She yelled. With veins popping out of her skin. I swear if I go near her I might get a few slaps.

“You’re calling Robin when you’re half-naked?”

“Look who’s talking,” She pointed her index finger at me, “Listen here if the husband is unruly? What should the wife do? Stopher, I am your wife, and you will treat me with dignity. You may do anything you want as long as I don’t read about it or witness it for myself. There will be repercussions. Fvck anyone you want to f**k; just don’t let me watch your adultery on television or with my own eyes. You’re not going to enjoy my rage, Mr. Grayston. Robin!” She yelled again. I took a glance at my hooker. She was astonished and irritated, and she realized she wasn’t going to receive any tips.

Girls from PLEASURE, you can book them. Although an advance p*****t is necessary, we always provide tips. I glanced at my half-naked wife again and noticed Robin approaching. I hurriedly grabbed my tuxedo to cover her body.

“Yes, Mrs. Grayston,” Robin answered.

“Please help me remove this garbage out of my sight.”

When I saw Robin gazing at me, I gave him a nod. Robin immediately left with my hooker. I’m not sure how it happened, but I slammed her against the wall, hoisted her up with one hand, and stifled her,

“You don’t come to my house and start ordering me about. You see, I’ve had enough of your bullshit. This is my house, and I will do anything I want in it. Are we clear?”

I saw a tear falling from her eyes and veins protruding from her skin. Her eyes were blurry and crimson. As I let go of her, she used her small leg to kick my crotch. Then we both heard a small soft voice coming from the stairs.

“Mommy, are you alright?” Camille turned around, dried her eyes so that Liam wouldn’t see her tears, and dashed up to Liam.

“Yes, Mi Cielito,Mommy is okay. Go back to bed.”

“Can I hug you, Mommy?”

“Yes, darling, come here.” She hugged Liam and instructed him to go back to bed. I was in a lot of discomfort, the nerve of this girl! As Liam walked upstairs, I saw her now-red throat and eyes, and she began coughing, clutching her chest, and clearing her throat.

“I will never be disrespected by you, no matter what you think of me, Stopher, get that! You will not be pleased the next time something like this happens. We may disagree and may have married for the wrong reasons, but your son is here and he is watching everything we do. What do you think he’ll think if you and I bring our lovers as we wish to the house? How would you react if I brought a guy to your house to f**k me? Get that in your head, ¡Serás que empieces an actuar Como un padre, idiota!”

I’m not sure what she said, but I think she just called me an i***t. She’s fortunate that my balls are sore.

Fvck!

I reached for my phone and dialed Mark’s number.

Mark: Do you have any idea what time it is, man? He barked at the other side of the line.

Christopher: Come to my house. I need help. Ask Henry to tag along. He’s essential to my situation. I need help immediately.

Christopher: Chris, you are a moron. Okay, I’ll be right over. I heard him groaning out of annoyance.

After a while, Mark and Henry arrived, and I was seated on the sofa. I was unable to move.

“Man, what happened?” Henry, our family doctor, inquired. He is both a family doctor and a friend of mine.

“Well, my wife kicked me.” Mark burst out laughing.

“I have to love your wife, man. In fact, I already love her,” Henry remarked.

“Shut up, Henry, can I be fixed?” I asked.

“Well, technically, there is nothing wrong with you. All you have to do is put some ice on it. Don’t worry, you’ll be okay.”

“Ice?”

“Do you have any better suggestions? Well, I had no idea you were married.”

“He married a 21-year-old woman, and he’s been whining about her ever since. She’s slapped him twice already, warned him off, and now he’s being booted.” They both burst out laughing. “By the way, why were you kicked?”

“I strangled her.”

“You can’t do that to a lady, you know.”

“Have you ever met my wife? She intimidated my hooker and sent Robin to take her home. She called me, ‘Idiota’. I’ve been called a man w***e man, I’m in hell.” They both burst out laughing.

“Did you marry a Mexican?” Henry inquired.

“Spanish, for sure.”

“She called you an idiot.” They both burst out laughing. Robin returned and informed me he had dropped the woman off and gone to his room.

“How can a 21-year-old be so stubborn?” My friends just laughed. "You ought to have seen her, standing up for herself, half-naked for that matter. I’m pretty sure I married my worst nightmare."