Stephan Green
My
name is Stephan Green. I am the CEO of
Telkem Communications. I started this
company from the ground up and I am very proud of its accomplishments. I am a Harvard graduate. Although the name, Harvard carries prestige,
I am more proud of what I’ve done after college. I have a wife, her name is Sarah. Sarah is the
perfect housewife, mother and friend, I used to love her, but now I just
care. I have given her the life that she
deserves; I have provided a smooth and comfortable transition from her humble
beginnings to a life of luxury. On the
outside we look like the typical suburban couple. She is the President of the PTA, very busy
with the children and I have created another life that better suits my desires.
All
my life I have worked. I have done what
my father did for my mother. I did all that was expected. My parents
could only gave me what they received and I had it down to a science. I would mimic what they did, it was my best
example and appeared to work for them.
My mother appeared to be a happy woman, but my father had numerous
affairs, numerous children, yet my mother remained, she stood by his side and
loved him until he died. I wanted my
wife to be present, but then again, I did not.
I wanted her to act like she loved me like she did when we first meet,
but instead she spent my money to show her appreciation. I had no connection to my children, they took
on the attitude of their mother. I was
the human ATM. Family vacations were far
and few in between. A couple of years
after the twins’ birth things just began to spiral down. I knew I was pretending on the inside, I knew
that my desire to have Shelly would eventually tear us apart, but I was willing
to take that chance. Take the chance on
a life that I could never have in public.
A life that would become the reason I lived. I loved my children and I even at times loved
my wife, but that only fulfilled a very small part of my existence. Shelly made me feel.
Shelly
is a tall beautiful woman. She is my
desire. She makes me feel like I could
conquer the world. It was something that my wife used to have and now seriously lacked. I am not sure if she believed that I could
accomplish what I have or even that she was happy that I did. Although I was on track to complete the script for my life, I was left feeling like nothing. The blood in my veins were an indication that I was an a live human being, but the emptiness in my heart would better describe my bleak existence, so I needed her.
She was warm and
attentive. She asked questions and
showed sincere interest. Then we would
make love at the same place at the same time and the same hotel day in and out,
weekends or whenever I could get a moment with her. She was my drug and I was addicted. No rehab for me. Who cares that each time I saw her she
demanded $1500. I would take her until
my soul died, for me there was nothing else.
Before her, I was a corpse, suicide would confirm it. Without her I would die. She was the fuel I needed to tolerate my
existing life. When I talked of a
future, she would always tell me to stay with my wife, so I did.
©2013- SHAME, Loves, Lies & Lust by L. L.
Walton
