Sigrid's Dilemma Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Sigrid's Dilemma Pt. 01

... dreams.")

Magnus scoffed, "Drømmer? Kaller du dette en drøm? Flyr rundt som et barn som leker seg." ("Dreams? You call this a dream? Flying around like a child playing make-believe.")

Sigrid's patience finally snapped. "Du er så forbanna egoistisk, Magnus. Det handler alltid om deg og hva du vil. Du bryr deg ikke om drømmene mine eller hva som er viktig for meg." ("You're so damn selfish, Magnus. It's always about you and what you want. You don't care about my dreams or what's important to me,") she yelled.

"Det er ikke det jeg sier, Sigrid. Jeg er bare...praktisk. Vi trenger stabilitet," ("That's not what I'm saying, Sigrid. I'm just...being practical. We need stability,") Magnus insisted.

"Nei, Magnus, det er ikke 'vi'. Det er deg," ("No, Magnus, it's not 'we.' It's you,") Sigrid retorted. "Du tenker bare på deg selv og din karriere. Hva med det jeg vil?" ("You only think about yourself and your career. What about what I want?")

Just then their heated discussion was interrupted by the ringing of Magnus's phone. Glancing at the screen, he saw it was his boss and he turned to Sigrid and said, "Jeg må ta dette." ("I need to take this.")

Before she could answer, Magnus had stood and answered the phone. "Hei, Henrik?" ("Hello, Henrik?") he said. Sigrid could hear the voice of Magnus's boss from the phone. "Magnus...vi har et problem med Telemark-1965 riggen..." ("Magnus...we have a problem with the Telemark-1965 rig...") Magnus quickly disappeared into his ...

... study, closing the door behind him.

Sigrid huffed angrily, feeling the weight on her shoulders of the decisions and choices that she and Magnus had made. Now they couldn't even have a conversation without it turning into a shouting argument. She sat there for several minutes, trying her best to calm down.

Eventually, she glanced at the clock and realized she needed to start getting ready to head to the airport. The Nordhaven International Airport, the location of the Air Nordland headquarters and facilities, was on the other side of Nordhaven and despite its relatively small size, she always seemed to get caught in traffic. With an angry scowl, she stood up from the table and made her way to their bathroom to get ready.

Entering their bathroom, she slipped off her pajamas and underwear, dropping both into the dirty clothes basket in the corner. Turning on the water in the shower, she saw her reflection in the mirror; her body stood at just over 5'5" with her face framed by wavy chestnut-brown hair. Her dark-blue eyes, set above a cute nose, sparkled when she laughed and darkened when she was angry. She noticed the dark, intense gaze in her eyes, a sure sign she was still wildly angry with Magnus.

Her skin had a pale complexion thanks to her Nordic heritage, and she realized from her dating experiences in her youth that she wasn't considered stunningly beautiful in a supermodel sort of way, more of a friendly girl next door type of pretty. Fortunately, she had a lithe, ...