The Contract's Fine Print
I had the perfect life—an adoring, beautiful wife, a dream job, the best of everything—lifestyle, house, luxury car. It was as good as it gets with very few exceptions. As the managing partner of one of the best hedge funds, I loved my career and all that it had provided.
From the moment I first laid eyes on my wife, I was both in love and in lust. As a grad student who was already working at the investment firm, I attended one of our college’s volleyball matches. When I saw her—the long legs, the blond pony tail swinging, those big blue eyes, that smile, and yes, that ass in those tight, little yellow spandex shorts—oh my god—that ass! It was like the shorts were a couple of sizes too small. With every movement, I literally started trying to hide my erection. Alexis was the All-A
From the moment I first laid eyes on my wife, I was both in love and in lust. As a grad student who was already working at the investment firm, I attended one of our college’s volleyball matches. When I saw her—the long legs, the blond pony tail swinging, those big blue eyes, that smile, and yes, that ass in those tight, little yellow spandex shorts—oh my god—that ass! It was like the shorts were a couple of sizes too small. With every movement, I literally started trying to hide my erection. Alexis was the All-A