Post by Deleted on May 20, 2014 21:35:16 GMT -5
The scene opened to show Chris DeAngelo sitting at his desk in a familiar office inside his mansion in Hidden Hills. The room was dimmed, all but the desk, where a lamp gave a nice illumination. The EHWF talent wore a white undershirt, untucked from his navy blue slacks. The rest of his attire - the light blue button up and navy blue blazer laid on a small table behind him. reading glasses sat far down on the bridge of his nose, as he scanned through a pile of papers.
In the doorway suddenly emerged Chris DeAngelo’s ever beautiful wife, Veronica. Her hair drooped down her back, just off the purple silk robe she wore. The robe was open, revealing her young, gorgeous body. Her breast and maidenness were covered up with a matching set of purple bra and panties. She was such a fine looking woman, with a sweet complexion, and a face of pure beauty; it wouldn't be far fetched to title her the perfect woman. Her voice was delicate, with each word articulated softly.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
Babe...
Her husband looked up. Her presence made him smile. There was something about the woman that just made him feel complete. He was never a man for romance clichés, but this woman, she just had to be his soul mate.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
I'm heading to bed. Night.
//CHRIS DEANGELO
Night, now.
She began to walk off and he looked back down to his papers. Her smooth, confident strut away suddenly stopped. She turned and walked back to the doorway.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
Uh... Chris..
Chris looked up at his wife. She bit her lip.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
We're... you know... we're getting older and...
Chris laid his papers on his desk. He laid his papers onto the desk and peeled off his glasses. His look grew curious.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
I was thinking we might wanna finally think about having kids. Before it's too late...
Chris stood. He walked around his desk, his fingers sweeping lightly against the wood. He stood in the center of the room and stared at his wife.
//CHRIS DEANGELO
Veronica, are you completely sure you're up for such a task? Kids are nothing to just have. They're hard work.
Veronica slowly walked toward her husband. Her walk was a sensual strut. When she reached him, she laid her hand upon his cheek. His hands found their way on her hips. From here, how much taller Chris was than his wife was clear. Veronica's tone had turned a whisper.
//VERONICA DEANGELO
I think we'd do just fine...
She laid her lips on his. Their lips did not move away from each other as they pushed back. Before they knew it they were at the desk. Chris quickly cleared his desk, and laid his wife upon it. His shirt ripped open, his pants fell. Her bra was thrown across the room. He got close to her and a loud moan echoed from the young woman. Camera fade to black.