Unlaced: A Socialite's Romance
e place. It was in sore need of a woman's touch though. Harrison was a man of simple tastes and valued efficiency above all else. He had no n
and a butler. Emily had no desire to cook or clean and Harrison had no
ne on nights when her husband was away on one of his trips, and increasingly more so when he was home but far to busy to pay her any attention. She had decorated it to her tastes in bright contrasting colors, rich luxurious furniture, and brilliant abstract paintings. It was a very singular room, uniting in it
of their troubles had appeared quite early on, perhaps even during the engagement, and almost
ence and her introduction into the adult world. She had expected that Harrison would understand this, and that he would share in her love for all the new amusem
d still held her attraction in these early days. However, now she hoped that the bliss of their new union
er than Harrison and he still had shared in many of Emily and Bridget's interests. He had understood them thoroughly and never made
of parties, and entertainments that was now opened to her. Harrison found them tiresome and only attended the few he had to in order to not seem like he was snubbing hi
ial occasion, the midst of a personal crisis. His work came first. It wasn't that he didn't want to please Emily, or have her be happy. It was just that h
gossip. He would barely hear her, and honestly he couldn't have cared less about what his more vapid peers were up to. His mind was in the realm of financial reports and pending business deals, th
uld sit in complete silence, occasionally with a newspaper or business report to read and ignored her completely. Emily soon realized that he found her talk t
hty, Emily had crawled underneath Harrison's desk, unzipped his trousers and sucked him off, while he was 'busy' with 'important business' his reaction told her that whatever business she'd interrupted hadn't been as important as what she was doin
er and colder. However, Emily had no intention of carrying on