"Hey, where are you going?" Out of nowhere, my friend appears in front of my eyes, and I relax because of it.
"I need to use the restroom, can I?" The last part sounded too blunt, and he knew the reason for my behavior. Lack of sex... "Don't worry, I'll accompany you." Oh my God! Is he after me? I close my eyes and curse internally. Doesn't he understand that I'm running away from him because the beast inside me wants to eat him up? "Let's go, your friend can wait for you where we are or wait here." "Yes, she will appreciate your company," I say with a small smile, cursing him for exposing me. The sexy tells me that we need to go through the hallway behind the bar, where they can give us the access I need to enter the restroom. Oh my God! My heart skips a beat, my stomach twists to the point of feeling butterflies trying to escape. I take a step forward and move on, he keeps up with my pace. When we reach the bar, I startle at the sudden music. Well, there was already music, but not the kind that blasts your eardrums. What is that? "The show has already started, don't worry," that was the answer close to my ear. Passing behind the bar, we enter the hallway, and indeed, there is the hallway. The man didn't lie. "Oh, I think that's the door," I accelerate my steps, managing to reach a couple of meters from the door where there is a sign that says "women." As soon as I put a foot inside the restroom, I feel two hands resting on my waist, squeezing me and pulling me inside the restroom, and then I hear the door close. My gaze desperately searches for the man who has dared to enter the game. Him? The sexy is eager and desirous, that's what his eyes reflect. He gazes at my eyes, and I can detect the lust in his eyes. That lust ignites me and makes me lose my mind. Just by looking at that gaze, I already know what he wants, what he desires, and what he longs for. "I don't think I need permission... or do I?" I'm not crazy enough to let this moment pass. Like a crazy person, I go towards him, our lips unite, and his hands search my thighs possessively and desperately. My breathing accelerates, my body ignites, and when I feel those hands moving toward the inside of my legs, I close my eyes and moan like a crazy person. He smiles... I smile, and I give a small jump and entwine my legs around his hips, my hands gripping his neck. Without warning, I feel his fingers moving aside the neckline of my shirt. I close my eyes, feeling excited. This game is morbid, hot, and passionate because we are in a place where anyone can enter. "Please forget that we know each other at this moment..." In a regretful movement, he takes me to the sink, leaving me on it. Before continuing, he asks for permission, and I nod desperately. The sexy Lower of the neckline of my shirt, along with my bra, freed my two beautiful breasts. He lowers his head, coming straight to my chest, licking a nipple. Oh my God! I go crazy as I feel him wrap his soft lips around my areola until he opens his mouth and takes my whole breast in. The warmth of his breath makes my whole body react, my skin tingling and celestial chants involuntarily escaping my mouth. I can't take it anymore, the sensation this man makes me feel is inexplicable. I bite my lower lip to avoid screaming as he continues. "Baby, I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, but we have to go, my mom is in the hospital!" Shit... Shit... Shit... Shit... The moment is ruined, and everything goes to hell. This can't be happening to me! Those words were the final blow, the sexy man walks away and tells me it's over, but that it can continue, since... He goes silent, approaches me slowly, and in a whisper he asks me... Who are you? Those were his last words before he fixes my bra and shirt. With care, he lifts me off the sink. Wow, apparently he's not heavy enough to collapse this sink! Damn it, this is over, he walks away, heading straight for the door, and I stupidly stand there, watching him go... My sexy man walks away. He's my boss! "Too bad," those were my last words, and with a bit of anger I run towards that damn door, catch up to him, give him a half glance, and then open the door and leave. I was going to have good sex, but my friend, he's my friend... He destroyed my fantasy in five minutes. It's a damn shame. I approach my friend and, with a fixed gaze, I indicate that it's time to leave. He nods and we both work to leave. "Wait..." Suddenly, I feel a hand on my arm. "We have to finish what we started." It can't be! I feel like my heart wants to jump out of my chest. I bite my lower lip and then say that he's right, since I like to finish things. "Goodbye, or rather, see you soon." He lets me go, and I don't have the option to stay, I grab my friend's hand and pull him towards the way out of there. I don't care what happens to his mother! Sorry, but she despises her son, is that what being a mother is? In complete silence, we both leave the club, (without stopping, our steps were like the precious roadrunner). It's obvious that I won't stay in that hospital, hmm. But I have to go to drop off this man. "I'm sorry to ruin your..." "Sh, we're out of the club now, and we're going to that damn hospital," I interrupt, I hate that he feels bad about something he's not guilty of, or is he? Well, I really wanted to fuck that man, but my friend is my friend and I honestly wouldn't be able to leave him behind, I hope he values what I'm doing. Ah, finally the day and night had their way, given that this didn't end well at all. "It's just that... My cousin came for me, she's there waiting for me," he points to the side of the parking lot, I can see a Mercedes, "again, I'm sorry babe, take your purse, you left it on the table of... What? That son of a bitch pulled me out of there just to say goodbye." Breathe, breathe, breathe, and forget that your friend is special, and that we can't do anything about it, since that's something he was born with. "Thank you, have a good night, and you can let me know anything by sending me a text on my W******p or Messenger," I winked at him as I walked away, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Don't let your mother and family influence you, remember we already talked about this," I stepped back from him, grabbing my purse, and without saying anything else, I turned around and headed towards my motorcycle.Ah, my night is over, well, it's time to sleep. Before reaching my motorcycle, I gave one last look at the club, smiling and nodding goodbye before setting off.+
Phew, I'm so tired. Forty-five minutes of travel and I feel exhausted. I enter my room and toss my purse onto the couch. As I walk to my lonely bed, I take off my shoes, throwing them off - yes, I am a mess. The good thing is that my aunt is fast asleep because if she saw me like this, she would scold me for being so disorganized. Without even checking the time, I collapse onto the bed, sighing with pleasure at the feeling of being on a huge, soft bed. God, this is heaven! I want to close my eyes, but I also want to take a bubble bath to relax my hot body. Deciding to close my eyes, my phone starts ringing and vibrating. Nooo...! That's karma! Ugh, I'll let the call go to voicemail... but if it's Alexis, I can't afford to ignore him, as I promised to be attentive to his messages. "Liar, you told him to send you messages, not that you would be attentive to his messages - see a huge difference!" "Shut up, conscience!" Groaning, I get up from the bed and take a couple of steps toward the burgundy velvet couch. I grab my purse and immediately open it, taking out my phone. What? The VIP client. He's calling me! What should I do? He must be furious with me for what I did this morning and also for not answering him. Although there is a possibility that he might give me another chance. Well, I have to take the risk, I have no other choice. "Good evening..." my voice automatically transforms into a soft and gentle tone. As I hear a grunt, I walk towards the door with the intention of putting on the latch. I have to be cautious, my aunt could appear at any moment and I don't really want her to see what I'm doing. "You've made me furious. I recognize that you're important, since the app itself doesn't want to fire you. You left me hanging in the middle of a conversation!" he yells. I can tell from his words how angry he is.Ah, the client, I can imagine how furious they must be, but wishing for me to lose my job... that's not right. I walk towards the bathroom with the intention of locking myself in and taking the bubble bath I had planned. "Daddy, you are absolutely right to complain and protest, there is no explanation that can justify what I did," I lie. Obviously, I cannot tell him that it was because of my primary job, as this is my second one. "That's not all, I've been calling you and..." He falls silent, still angry. Can I control him and relax him at the same time? "Well, I'll forgive you if you tell me what was so important that you hung up on me and ignored my calls." Fantastic, this seems like a jealousy scene... he's asking for an explanation that I shouldn't give him. "Work, Daddy. Besides calls, I have another job. I'm sorry for everything that happened, I didn't mean to ignore you," I hear him inhale. "I accept if I stop being one of your favorites." Yes, reverse psychology. I hope
As a fool, I left my friend in the middle of the conversation, but I couldn't just stay there without knowing who that girl was and what she's capable of. When I approached her, I scared her and made her nervous, I could tell, also from the gleam in her eyes when she saw me, especially when they went down to my lips. It wasn't my imagination, no, it was desire towards me, and I confirmed it when I accompanied her to the women's restroom. It's a shame that we were interrupted. I didn't insist so as not to appear too eager, but I really was. I wanted to taste her, to know how far she could go and what she's capable of doing. Yes, that woman caught my attention. There's a big difference between my employee and the woman I talked to on the phone, since I can have one and the other is just a fantasy. "Hey, can you explain to me what happened at the club?" After grabbing the car keys that were on the entry table, I ran into my foolish friend Harper. "You left without saying goodbye." "Co
*** The same routine every day; come to work and continue with my life until it doesn't make sense anymore. Maybe I am exaggerating when I say that it won't make sense until I have enough money to open a business where I can be my own boss. That's every woman's dream who wants to be independent in every way. Entering the mall, I greet the security guard, "Good morning," and he kindly responds and wishes me a better day than yesterday. I really liked that because there are people who wish you well even if they're not your family. With a lot of positivity, I continue walking until I stop to see that my boss is a few meters away from me. I'm mesmerized watching him touch his brown hair while talking to that unknown man. I don't care about the other man, my center of attention is him, there's no other. "Hmmm... You can close your mouth, enough for everyone to notice that you're just another one on the list who drools over him," I startle from the surprise of seeing my boss. "I've been
+ "We entered the boss's office, feeling a bit nervous, and took a seat. It wasn't normal for two men to be with a young woman who couldn't resist the presence of two god-like specimens. "Alexandra, forgive me for using your first name, but I feel it's necessary after asking you to accompany me to lunch with my mother," he said as he made himself comfortable. As he looked into my eyes, my thoughts couldn't help but torture me and tell me that this must be a damn joke from those two. No way, I don't think they're trying to take advantage of me. "I accept and promise not to ask any more questions," I nodded, stood up abruptly, and decided to walk towards the exit to end the conversation. "I'm going to work, and if anything changes, you can call me without any problems." "No, wait...don't go. I have to tell you that my mother is a bit special, and the questions will be directed toward you because you'll be my assistant. Although I wish you could be something more, it wouldn't be fai
"I try not to smile, but they don't cooperate. Haha, I thought this place was going to be too boring, but these women have made my day. "The thing is, the boss had never addressed an employee more than twice before, and the worst part is that the rumors come from his ex-boss." Ouch, that hurt, but I shouldn't let it hurt, surprise, or overwhelm me, because that woman hates me, although I still don't understand why. I'm a girl who doesn't mess with anyone, and I've always tried to help, I think my flaw is that people mess with me. "And you let yourselves be guided by the gossip," I smile as I turn to look at them, "it's so easy to judge and point fingers at a person you don't know; who doesn't interfere in your lives, who only wants to get ahead through work, yet it's not enough because working is a sin, going to a nightclub is a sin, drinking one or two bottles of liquor is a sin, smoking one or two cigarettes is a sin, everything I do is a sin because it bothers you that I breat
"Don't take offense, but it's inevitable for me to ask you to put it on," she extends the little bag to me and I take it with great curiosity, "and if you don't like it, you can back away and scream in my face that you're not capable of being with me." "An adventure?" Yes, I'm not willing to fall in love, I'm not one of those romantics, and even less like those in novels, in my opinion, it's all fake. "Oh, this is a butterfly, you've given me the latest model, the one that you can connect to your phone, it can also be used from a long distance, oh my God!" I squeal like a little girl, this is a real gift. A strap-on butterfly vibrator with remote control, and it's pink. "Yes, I want an adventure with you..." "Don't fall in love, because I'm terrible at romance," I say without looking into his eyes, you can turn around, do you want me to try it now or at my place, I can also go to the bathroom... "Here, it doesn't bother me," he quickly replies, and that excites me because I feel
My entire body tenses up, and I bring both hands to my purse, squeezing it tightly. I close my eyes, allowing myself to be completely overwhelmed by the sensations. I bite my lower lip, and despite the driver still being here, moans escape my mouth, one after another. "Good girl," he encourages me while increasing the intensity once again. Without exaggeration, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I try to maintain my composure, but the more I hold back, the faster he goes. I feel my legs weakening, my breathing slowing down, and the urge to undress increasing. The effort of holding back was starting to make my stomach ache. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer; I leaned forward and then backward, leaning back onto the seat. For seconds, I couldn't stop shaking; wave after wave, ecstasy shook me from head to toe. I had to control myself from fainting, although my body was betraying me; my forehead was drenched, and drops of sweat were sliding between my breasts. The vibrator w
Entering the car, the man who saved me closes the door and then exhales heavily. I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from crying or screaming in anger, telling myself that I am a warrior and won't let anyone trample on me. Ah, I deserve all of this because I brought it upon myself. What am I doing here? The man doesn't take long to get in and after fastening his seat belt, he tells me that he doesn't mean to pry, but the lady noticed that my pants are wet. I feel embarrassed, I didn't intend to touch myself. I curse inwardly, I let out the fluid I expelled when I climaxed. "Don't worry, that's why I'm not concerned, and I thank you for that, although it wasn't necessary," I turn my gaze away, and my expression hardens as I see Harry still talking on his phone, oblivious to my departure. "A lady is a good person, but when it comes to her son..." "What do you mean?" I question, now he has all of my attention. "Are you telling me that...forget it, you can think whatever you want