Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Mummy Lulu of Hot Legs Niteclub leaves her hubby for good
Mummy Lulu (right pix) enters her condominium in Sunway Palazzio, kicks off her shoes and enters her bedroom.
Business has been good at Hot Legs Niteclub & Karaoke. She was the last to leave, after having asked the Nepali security guards to haul two drunks out before locking up the shutter door.
In the dim light, she sees her hubby Darren lying on his side in the water bed. After taking a bubble bath in the ensuite bathroom, she snuggles naked up to him, lust coursing through her veins.
“Darling, I’m back,” she whispers into his ear. “I feel horny after a hot bath. So how about a quickie?” The smell of lavender wafts about in the room.
Darren rubs his eyes and turns around. “Huh? Honey, I’m sleepy. I also have a headache. Another night, okay?”
“This is the fifth time this week you’ve said no.”
“I’ve an early business appointment tomorrow morning. I’ll make it up to you, honey.” He closes his eyes, turns over and starts to snore.
Disappointed, Mummy Lulu stares at the mirror on the ceiling -- installed by her when she and Darren got married -- for a few moments and an idea strikes her. She gets out of bed and goes to the dresser. “I’ll pretend to run away and write him a goodbye note," she mutters under her breath. “That should scare the shit out of him and make him more loving towards me.” She pulls out a note pad from the right-hand drawer and writes in cursive longhand:
Dear Darren
You don’t care for me. You’ve been taking me for granted. I’m a normal woman with healthy sexual desires and high emotional needs, but you don’t pay enough attention to them. Sorry, I’m leaving you for good. By the time you read this letter I will be thousands of miles away.
Sincerely
Lulu
Mummy Lulu tears the note off the pad and leaves it on top of the dresser. She slips into her pajamas, takes a few of her clothes from the closet and hides them. Then she goes to the living room and hides her shoes. Finally, she tip-toes back to the bedroom and crawls under the bed.
Next morning, she hears noises as Darren gets out of bed and staggers to the dresser. There is silence for a few moments. She hears him crumple her handwritten note, tosses it into the waste-basket and talks to someone on his cell phone.
“Hi darling, that old cow has finally left me. She realized that we’re incompatible. Marrying her was my biggest mistake in life. Can I pick you in an hour’s time? Let’s take the first flight to Bali for a vacation. Let’s enjoy the sea, the surf and the sex! I'll bring plenty of condoms! Bye! I love you!”
Feeling like a dagger has stabbed her heart, Mummy Lulu sees Darren’s feet as he sits at the dresser for several moments. Then she hears him getting dressed and stepping out of the bedroom. Tears flowing down her eyes, Mummy Lulu crawls out from underneath the bed. She sees a note on the dresser and reads it:
“You silly woman! I saw your legs sticking out underneath the bed! I’m buying bread from the cafeteria downstairs. Tonight, we will make wild love! I'll send your silk lingerie to the dry cleaner so that you can wear them tonight. Wet kisses. ”
Heat sears through Mummy Lulu's body, bursting through her veins like an explosion of fire. At the thought of Darren's manhood, she gasps, flinching as her womb contracts hungrily, her nipples becoming taut.
[Pixs of models for illustration purpose only]
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