Freya
I hopped in the backseat while Victor closed the door and waved me goodbye. I kept staring in the side mirror, watching him stuck to the same spot, watching till the car was out of his sight.
“Do you know my place?” I finally looked away from the mirror.
“Yes ma’am.” The driver replied, while I then relaxed and enjoyed the ride.
It felt nice to be rightly pampered by a man who knows what I want without even having to say a word. He knew I wasn’t in the right mood to drive, and then insisted I get help instead. Dennis would never do that. He would have just nodded and watched me drive home tired. The only time he puts pressure is in bed. Once he is horny, he suddenly becomes a caring man.
“Urghhh…” I shrugged as we pulled into the front of the house.
The driver hopped down and
