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“Look, Elle, if you’re bored, you can join a club or something. Don’t your friends hold a book club on Tuesday afternoons?” I say.
She rolls her eyes.
“I can read here, Falcon. I’m not just some bored housewife with no life. I feel like I haven’t accomplished anything,” I say.
“You have two beautiful daughters, Elle. Two girls you have brought up, loved, and taught to be the amazing, intelligent young women they are. How can you say that?”
She shakes her head.
“That’s not what I meant. I mean professionally, like something just for me. I always wanted a career, Falcon; you know that. And when the girls came along, we always said I would return to work once they were old enough, and they’re more than old enough now.”
“I always thought that was if money was tight. It’s not like we need the money, is it?” I say.
“It’s not about the money, Falcon. Why aren’t you listening to me? This is about me. It’s something I want to do just for me. I give every bit of myself to the family, and don’t get me wrong; I love that I can do that. I love the girls and you and what we have here. But I feel like it’s time for me to aim for something more.”
She’s starting to get upset, and I force myself to really think about what she’s saying. She feels unfulfilled. I get that. I think I would feel the same if I didn’t go to work every day. It gives a person a sense of purpose outside of being a spouse, a parent. I nod my head slowly.
“Okay, honey, I’m hearing you. What sort of thing are you thinking?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know yet. I guess I’ll have to see what’s out there and see what I can do.”
“Well, let me know when you have an idea of the kind of thing you’d like to do, and I’ll arrange for you to get started.”
“What do you mean, you’ll arrange it?” she asks.
“Well, it makes sense, doesn’t it? You can come and work at Kinetic Investments.”
She slams her hand down on the table and rolls her eyes.
“For fuck’s sake, Falcon, what part of this are you not getting? I don’t want some invented job to make myself feel better. I want a real job, a job that I get based on my skills, and I won’t have you patronizing me like this,” she snaps.
She’s angry now, and her anger is infectious. She’s saying I don’t get it. How does she not get it? How does she not understand that she’s putting herself in danger and the idea of anything happening to her terrifies me?
“Dammit, Elle. I won’t stand by and let you put yourself in danger like this,” I shout.
Her face softens as she looks at me. She reaches out and puts her hand on mine. Even now when she’s in the process of dropping this bombshell on me, I feel a spark where she touches me, and I feel an instant twitch in my cock.
“I’m sorry, Falcon,” she says. “I know you think you’re keeping me safe, but what happened to your mom won’t happen to me. You’re not keeping me safe. You’re keeping me prisoner, and it’s too much. I need to do this, and I need to do it on my own. Can you understand that?”
Her words cut me like a knife. I’m keeping her a prisoner. Is that really what I’m doing? Am I hiding her away from the world rather than protecting her from it? I look into her eyes, and they beg me to understand, to let her do this.
I want to put my foot down, to tell her no way, but I can’t. She’s not my possession, she’s my wife, and the day we took our vows, I took a couple of my own. To keep her safe always, and to make her happy every single day for the rest of my life. And she’s apparently not happy. I have to find a way to let go a little bit, to let her spread her wings and go out into the world.
I turn my hand in hers, gripping her wrist and pulling her to her feet. I pull her into my lap, and she sits straddling me. I can see the desire in her eyes, and I know she can feel my now rock-hard cock pressing against her pussy through the flimsy little nightgown she’s wearing.
“I understand,” I say.
“Really?” she asks.
No, not fucking really. Really I want to lock her away and keep her all for myself.
“Really,” I agree.
She leans forward and brushes her lips across mine, wrapping her arms around my neck. I put my hands on her ass, pulling her closer to me. I run my hands down over her hips and feel the bare skin of her thighs. I push my hands underneath her nightgown, running them up over her hips and up her sides.
