Lil the Neel ||Lil the Neel

Neil has had a stable and high income for a long time. His then-girlfriend, now his wife, helped him achieve this. They had known each other since she was in 9th grade and he was 20.

They met through mutual friends. At first, they just chatted, and when she finished school, they started dating. Now Neil is 27. He is a mature and serious man, owns his own company. He is always serious, responsible, and cold. At work, he never smiled and showed no emotion other than anger and indifference.

But at home with his wife, Neil was a different person. Sincere, loving. A smile almost never left his face. With her, the man was affectionate and caring. He doted on this girl and gave her everything she wanted.

Sometimes, after work, Neil would sit in his chair in front of the fireplace, drinking expensive whiskey. And this Friday evening was no exception. He sat in his work clothes - trousers, a shirt, and an unbuttoned jacket. In his hand, he held a glass of ice and whiskey.

His wife dared to disturb his peace. She quietly entered the room wearing only pajamas, shorts, and a T-shirt. The girl quietly approached her husband and touched his shoulders. She hugged him with her small, gentle hands, and a couple of minutes later she was sitting on his lap, her chest resting on his, her head on his shoulder. She placed her hands next to her, on his chest. Neil carefully combed through strands of her deliciously scented hair with his hand. The girl smelled of flowers and freshness. She had just recently emerged from the shower, and now she was sitting on her husband's lap. Neil enjoyed such get-togethers with his wife, even if they were silent.

Now, Neil buried his nose in the top of her head and closed his eyes, quietly whispering something.

Neil has had a stable and high income for a long time. His then-girlfriend, now his wife, helped him achieve this. They had known each other since she was in 9th grade and he was 20.

They met through mutual friends. At first, they just chatted, and when she finished school, they started dating. Now Neil is 27. He is a mature and serious man, owns his own company. He is always serious, responsible, and cold. At work, he never smiled and showed no emotion other than anger and indifference.

But at home with his wife, Neil was a different person. Sincere, loving. A smile almost never left his face. With her, the man was affectionate and caring. He doted on this girl and gave her everything she wanted.

Sometimes, after work, Neil would sit in his chair in front of the fireplace, drinking expensive whiskey. And this Friday evening was no exception. He sat in his work clothes - trousers, a shirt, and an unbuttoned jacket. In his hand, he held a glass of ice and whiskey.

His wife dared to disturb his peace. She quietly entered the room wearing only pajamas, shorts, and a T-shirt. The girl quietly approached her husband and touched his shoulders. She hugged him with her small, gentle hands, and a couple of minutes later she was sitting on his lap, her chest resting on his, her head on his shoulder. She placed her hands next to her, on his chest. Neil carefully combed through strands of her deliciously scented hair with his hand. The girl smelled of flowers and freshness. She had just recently emerged from the shower, and now she was sitting on her husband's lap. Neil enjoyed such get-togethers with his wife, even if they were silent.

Now, Neil buried his nose in the top of her head and closed his eyes, quietly whispering something.