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Boss Bitch

 I thought he may have been seeing someone else but he wasn’t, believe me I checked. I sighed in frustration as I continued to lay in bed. I honestly didn’t know how long I would be able to put up with the neglect that I was enduring. Our relationship had started out so different, before the businesses took off and became successful. I knew there would be times like this but two years of no real time with my husband, and no sex was too much and I hadn’t signed up for this. I had my own company, a very successful publishing company. It kept me busy, but I made my own hours and if I didn’t feel like staying late I had two great assistants that knew how to perform my duties if need be. I tried not to let things get me down on where the relationship was headed. I just figured that we were in a slump after years of being together. 

I sighed once more and stood up, deciding that the laundry wasn’t going to put itself up. I began my “wifely” duties with a roll of my eyes and hung up all the shirts and put away each article of clothing with as much enthusiasm as you would get from someone that was going to get a tooth pulled. I finished my task of putting away laundry and decided to head to my home office to work on some new projects I had lined up. My company was currently working on three different books, and two photo albums for a large family that had ordered over three hundred books to sell at their family reunion. I wanted to check and make sure that the photos were arranged how they were supposed to be. 

It was a productive morning for me, all from the comfort of my house. The joys of being the boss were never ending and most satisfying. I confirmed the order of the photos, made some calls, 

and decided that I was going to embark on some retail therapy. I was trying my hardest to forget about my marriage troubles. Which meant lately I was overspending, and working out at the gym way too much. I had to get my sexual frustrations out somehow, before I hurt someone. I laughed to myself as the thought of me hurting someone physically would ever happen. Even the times I should have beat the brakes off someone I took the high road and walked off. I have way too much to lose now, but the old me wouldn't have cared if I got locked up.


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