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Haven Jones
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Sahara Jones
𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂'𝒔 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽
I could feel my wife's attitude radiating off her as Diana sat at our kitchen table flirting with me every change she got.
Originally Diana had asked me to meet her at a diners club. It's were rich people go to conduct business while eating and occasionally have private meetings with female entertainment.
Basically a fancy ass strip club.
I knew Haven wouldn't go for that at all so I suggested something a little more public and open.
Diana did not like that idea so she asked could we have dinner and the meeting at my house.
I immediately said yes thinking it would be prefect.
I wouldn't be alone or in a compromising position with her and I wouldnt have to leave my wife.
Oh how wrong was I.
"Sahara dinner was amazing." Diana said pulling me out of my thoughts.
I turn to my beautiful wife and smile. "Haven is the one to thank for that. Not only is she a one of the best interior designers but she is also very skilled in the kitchen".
Haven smiles back at me and grabs my hand under the table.
"Oh that's nice. Thanks for dinner Haven".
I couldn't tell if she was being sincere or not but I could tell that Haven was over it as she let my hand go and turned away from me.
I sighed as I seen her start to fidget with her hands.
I needed to get this lady out of here quickly. "Well Diana if your all done you can follow me to my office".
