“This neighbourhood is mine, I keep the product rolling around here. So bitch and moan all you want to my men…doesn’t stop your wife and daughter, from coming to me.”
Depraved Dealer
Arno Valen
(#MVRP/#NSFWRP)
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Vulgar and Verbose
❤️&🔁
“This neighbourhood is mine, I keep the product rolling around here. So bitch and moan all you want to my men…doesn’t stop your wife and daughter, from coming to me.”
Depraved Dealer
Arno Valen
(#MVRP/#NSFWRP)
Mirrors detail
Vulgar and Verbose
❤️&🔁
@TEACHlSMS He sighed to himself, placing his hands down on his legs in irritation…but only one of his legs had a hand on them. His other hand, was now atop her leg.
“You haven’t seen the traffic.”
Was his retort, as he chuckled to himself. Before turning his attention back to her…fuck did she look ravishing tonight.
A part of him, still regretted not making a move on her when he had the chance. The two of them, were practically+
@TEACHlSMS That he does…and he plans on making it count.
“It should be fine though, seems relatively quiet so faaaa-and there’s my words coming back to bite me.”
He wistfully mused, as they turned a corner…right into the path of some particularly heavy traffic.
“Me and my big mouth.”+
“That depends on you Lizzie.”
Was his retort in return, as he turned his attention back onto the road, the car pulling away from her apartment, and into the city streets.
“It should only take us about 20 minutes to get the restaurant…traffic permitting obviously.”
“Too long.” she’d say. Watching as he took her left hand and laid a gentle kiss to her fingers and hand, smiling.
“So, shall we get going, or are you truly one to get right down to business?” She’d tease, poking fun at his line of work and the way he looks at her.
Not as good as it is to see you though.”
Once she was sat in his car, he gently took her ringless hand into his, and pressed his lips upon her fingers…and then atop her hand as well.
“How long has it been?”
She chuckled upon his arrival, seeing the fancy car awaiting her. Black dress on, no marriage ring on her fingers she walks over and opens the passenger seat.
“Good to see you too,” she’ll tease.
It didn’t take him long at all, as he rolled up next to her in his Mercedes AMG, giving the horn a gentle smack, as he rolled down his window.
“Lizzie Anderson…still looking as gorgeous as the last time I saw you.”
Fine with him, he knows an establishment not too far from them.
It’s a quiet place…and a little intimate, in its size as well. He’ll come pick her up in 10 minutes, he’ll be driving his Mercedes.
She has definitely grown far more…ravishing since he last saw her.
But, she shouldn’t worry about her husbands opinions, they’re pointless…and he isn’t here either.