<Looking for one woman to play the role of a senior executive at a leading investment company, married to your childhood sweetheart, a man who you only see in his best form,always ignoring what everyone else says about him. In reality hes a shallow egocentric jerk who sees you as an attachment....and he's just lost you in a card game....looking for more than a line at a time would imagine your character will belate 20's early 30's....at work she's a woman in charge used to getting her way...away from work she does exactly what her husband tells her to. >
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David Andrews looked at the man across the table in stunned silence. "You're kidding...., NO"
The other man snared , he'd started the session winning and had told the other people at the table that they had made a mistake agreeing to come to his house to play poker since he had competed in professional tournaments and playing against office boys was his favourite form of fishing.
He'd been loud, he'd be rude to his wifes co -workers until just one other had money on the table...David.
David the only real office boy , when all the others had infact been management at the company. Not only was David the only one with money on the table but he was the only one still at the table...the others had left periodically as the man's boorish behaviour took its toll.
"I'm not kidding" Peter Dashwood said "If you win I keep the money, you can fuck my wife any time you like for a week, accept the bet kid"
David shook his head but then a part of him chilled , he had a crush on this guys wife and getting between those legs would be worth the thousand dollars of his money...fuck it.
"Okay" David said, looking at the other man "I call"
The cards hit the table ....David won with a full house over three of a kind.
Peter yelled "Hun" the door opened and a stunning woman entered "you're his for a week, pack a bag cause he ain't fucking you in my house" Peter said it so matter of factly as he left the room leaving his wife and the kid behind.
Bio
David Andrews
Age 18
Office Junior
Weedy 5'10 blue eyes black hair
Quiet shy and a hell of a poker player
He's worked at LDC for six months at night he takes part time courses, lives in a very small stidio apartment slightly smaller than a small bedroom.
IC
David Andrews looked at the man across the table in stunned silence. "You're kidding...., NO"
The other man snared , he'd started the session winning and had told the other people at the table that they had made a mistake agreeing to come to his house to play poker since he had competed in professional tournaments and playing against office boys was his favourite form of fishing.
He'd been loud, he'd be rude to his wifes co -workers until just one other had money on the table...David.
David the only real office boy , when all the others had infact been management at the company. Not only was David the only one with money on the table but he was the only one still at the table...the others had left periodically as the man's boorish behaviour took its toll.
"I'm not kidding" Peter Dashwood said "If you win I keep the money, you can fuck my wife any time you like for a week, accept the bet kid"
David shook his head but then a part of him chilled , he had a crush on this guys wife and getting between those legs would be worth the thousand dollars of his money...fuck it.
"Okay" David said, looking at the other man "I call"
The cards hit the table ....David won with a full house over three of a kind.
Peter yelled "Hun" the door opened and a stunning woman entered "you're his for a week, pack a bag cause he ain't fucking you in my house" Peter said it so matter of factly as he left the room leaving his wife and the kid behind.
Bio
David Andrews
Age 18
Office Junior
Weedy 5'10 blue eyes black hair
Quiet shy and a hell of a poker player
He's worked at LDC for six months at night he takes part time courses, lives in a very small stidio apartment slightly smaller than a small bedroom.
