Next he got behind the driver’s seat and stole a quick glance behind him through the rearview mirror…. and asked, “You okay,.Didimoni?”
She didn’t respond, but he could hear her near-silent sobs.
“I’ll have you home within an hour.” He said.
It usually took fifteen minutes to drive to the home, but it was evening and he decided to make good time. It was a job. He began maneuvering through the busy downtown streets and the traffic, only occasionally looking back to his employer’s stunning wife.
She was fine, half-laying upon the wide rear seat, her face hidden in shadow. Perhaps he would get lucky and she would pass out until the drive was over. He wasn’t sure how long since leaving the parking lot, it had been before his Didimoni first spoke, but it startled him after the serene silence.
“You wouldn’t have left your wife for a contract, would you, Kesto?” Munmun asked in slurred tone.
Quickly he glanced through the mirror to see his Didimoni sitting up…. looking directly into his eyes. She looked very weary, her eyes were red and puffy after crying. Her clothes were wrinkled after laying upon them for so long.
“You know Didimoni, I’m not married.”
He wondered if she even knew this. Actually she only spoke to him previously about the jobs to be done, not to ask about his personal life. So at first he was surprised by her query but he sensed that she waited impatiently for an answer to her question.
Although his comment was irrelevant… he answered, “No, Didimoni, I would never have chosen a job over my wife.”
“Do you find me attractive, Kesto?” Her voice had a new quality to it that he couldn’t interpret. But the simple question was also disturbing, something he never thought to hear from his Didimoni.
What else could he say…. he reacted with some hesitation, “Yes, Didimoni, I do find you the most attractive woman, I’ve seen so far.”
Yes, she actually was…. just in her late twenties, still without any children, she was in absolutely stunning shape with a pretty face. But it was only her drunken state that pissed him off sometimes.
However, this evening he noticed that she looked particularly attractive…. dressed in a light pink gown with white nylons socks and shoes. Her long, wavy dark hair was highlighting her attractive features. Of course, he only took a quick glance before becoming the dispassionate driver…. after all he could not jeopardize his job.
“Didimoni, we will be back home in a few moments. Then you can sleep off…”
He was a servant after all. The reason he had stopped talking was because he glanced into the mirror as he spoke. But what he saw surprised him yet again.
The angle of the large rearview mirror allowed him to see much of the rear area, up to about the waist of anyone sitting in the seat facing forwards. His Didimoni was sitting….. facing him, her eyes looking fiercely into him.
He could see a white silk-covered knee which led down to her thigh. One of her hands was inside the front of her dress, one button undone…. allowing access so
she could manipulate her own boobs. The other hand crossed the front of her body and was obviously placed between her legs, which he couldn’t see.