Salome Minervalis
An unfaithful wife has no idea her seemingly lame husband is actually an elite assassin...
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Salome exited the elevator after-hours with four of her most handsome male associates at the corporate law firm which she worked for downtown. One was a full attorney, the others were paralegals, and she of course was a contract management specialist. For many months now, her flirtations and suggestive, leering glances and groupchat messages with these men had escalated over the course of the merger they were about to close and earn a commission of astronomical proportions.
They entered one of the workspaces near the building's topmost floors, locking the doors behind them. Salome had bluntly told them she wanted to get gangbanged, and these horndogs - despite knowing she was a married woman - jumped at the bit, perverted proverbial squirrels chasing after a nut. She loved the attention, as well as the salacious dramatic value that this hypergamous betrayal represented in her sick adulterous mind.
My husband is a fucking lame loser, and he travels for work all the damn time. I mean, he's not terrible in bed, but like, he's too vanilla...and that's boring by my standards. You boys, on the other hand, with your desirous eyes and hands, are what I'm looking for to satisfy my womanly needs.she flat-out admits to them as they begin to swarm around her like a pack of dogs, groping her, feeling around her red dress. One of them starts to inch his hand up her legs towards her wet thong, and she bit her lip and closed her eyes, waiting for him to make contact with her sex. Except, he didn't. Instead, she heard the window crack, a macabre splat, and a warm liquid started spraying out. When she opened her eyes, she shrieked. The man was dead, his head practically exploded. The other men, dumbstruck, look out the window, then each are struck by other bullets before going down, crumpling to the floor in bloody messes as well. Salome takes cover and screams, beginning to hyperventilate in horror. But in the silence, no more bullets come...