Benson had promised himself that he would never contaminate his office again after the last time, but now he was in the thick of a mess after doing exactly what he swore he would never do.
Internally, he scolded himself for being such an idiot and for being so irresponsible.
When Alita opened the door to Benson's office, she grumbled, "What the heck, Benson?"
What was he going to say to her now that she'd seen what she had? What excuse would he come up with to explain what she had witnessed?
Jane lowered her head, attempting to hide her face from Alita. She ran outside, covering her face with her hand as she skipped past Alita, who had been glaring at her the entire time she was near the door.
As she breathed and smelt sex in the air, Alita felt a wave of rage and jealously, and then exploded. "I
Benson sat there thinking about the entire day as Alita walked away. He knew Alita was furious with him for choosing pussy over Julie, and he needed a method to prove her that he was a better guy than she thought, so he texted her shortly after midnight.He started typing but couldn't think of anything to write, so he went back to deciding whether to stay awake with Julie or sleep off.To keep himself awake, he rose up and walked about the room. The ceiling, the wall, and the bed all caught his attention. He took a deep breath in and out. Something about the smell, the paint, the hospital ceiling, and his struggle to stay awake transported him back to when he was around eight years old and his sister, his only sister, became ill and he was asked to look after her while his mother went to see the doctor in his office after a nurse informed her that the doctor wanted to see her.&n
It was the first week of the new year, and Benson always took a week off. He'd promised Alita he'd be gone for a week and had made sure she had everything she and Julie needed while he was gone.Alita was torn between missing him and messing around in the house with Sarah. She had assured Sarah that they would stay together in the house and in his cars while Benson was away, and that they would have the time of their lives.Benson, for one, didn't want to go. But, because he had planned the week ahead of time, he needed to go because he had already made the necessary payments to ensure he had a good time.It was almost as if Julie's fever had brought them closer together. Even though Alita's feelings for him were pushing her, she managed to keep it under wraps. They were talking more and things were less awkward between them, though Alita still steered clear of crossing boundarie
20.After assisting Alita with dry-cleaning her milk-smudged clothes, Sarah escorted her back to the living room. She was seated in the living room, only wearing a bra and panties."Alita," Sarah said, calling out. The reason why Alita had drunk herself to oblivion had baffled her for some time. She did this a lot when she couldn't deal with a difficult situation at the time. Sarah, on the other hand, couldn't come up with anything to justify Alita's actions. "Can you tell me how many fingers I have up?" Sarah asked, holding up two fingers in front of Alita's face.Alita drew her gaze upwards to the fingers in the air in front of her and smiled. She squinted and mentally counted the numbers, not entirely confident that she had them correct. "Two fingers," she mumbled sarcastically. "Perhaps," she said, just to be on the safe side.Sarah looked a
21.Benson placed his bags on the ground, wiped his palms across his face, and held his waist with both hands. His knees were feeling a little shaky. That was the last thing he expected to see when he chose to surprise her by returning without warning her he was going to do so the next morning.He was perplexed as to what he should do next. Several questions popped into his head: Why was she naked in the living room, for fucks sake? What exactly was she would have been doing What would he do in this situation? Being the one who follows her would be a horrible decision, and standing there would be even worse.When he closed his eyes, a vision of her voluptuous naked figure appeared in his mind. You should have seen how her ass bounced as she sprinted down the hall to Julie's room. He was well aware that what had happened had only made matters worse for him. While she
Benson didn’t spend the night at home that night. After he had gone out, Alita waited for him to come back so she could leave but he didn’t so she had to spend the night there as she couldn’t leave Julie by herself in the house.Alita was the only one that knew Benson was back from Miami. He didn’t tell anybody, she didn’t too. Sarah still thought he was away and she could stay with Alita again.Alita’s phone rang and she picked it up without checking to see who was calling. She waited to hear a voice speak back to her.“Alita,” Sarah said with a shaky voice.“Sarah, are you okay, w-what has happened to you?” Alita’s eye widened as she entertained a thousand thoughts of things that might have happened. “Sarah, Sarah.”
There’s always that news that hits you, that you are happy about for that person but then it makes you think about yourself. Somehow it brings out some flaws that haven’t been there all your life or you hadn’t noticed until you sit there being happy and then it hits you: you are twenty-eight going to your thirties, although you look at least five years younger, you don’t have a boyfriend, you’ve had only one your whole life and it was messy, you’ve had sex only once and it still was messy and your best friend is already engaged to get married soon and you are nowhere near ever having a relationship because of your infinitely large insecurity about yourself, that you have carried for years, and you still have dreams of getting married and having kids of your own one day even though you have no idea when it will happen given that you have never really thought about it until now. Alita was morose the entire day thinking about how her life might turn out to be and maybe she was never goi
Benson twisted his face and held his lips together after Alita greeted him. They hadn’t talked that much in about two weeks, so it surprised him that she came to welcome him and say more than welcome. She asked about his day at work and if he had issues with anybody or not. He missed that warmth. It has only been cold and pale lately.He was still speechless when he dropped his briefcase on the couch. He saw the bottle on the ground and looked at her, internally blaming the alcohol for the welcome he got, which he was thankful for. She held her fingers in front of her, pursed her lips, and looked away."Oops, you caught me," she said while playing with a strand of her hair, slowly swaying her body playfully. You might have been wondering why you are running low on a particular favorite brand of wine. Well, there you have it, "she pointed at the bottle on the ground. "Yep, I might have been drin
Benson waited there on the couch, waiting for her to return so they could pick up where they left off. He waited patiently till he couldn't anymore. He rose from his chair and made his way to Julie's room. He noticed her asleep next to Julie's bed, seated on the ground with her head on the side of the bed.A part of him scowled and raged at Julie for screaming at such an inconvenient moment. He had a distinct impression that they had or were about to have a moment before she did. But as he watched Alita sleep, he smiled and made peace with how everything turned out.She was as much a beauty when she sleeps as she was awake. Benson stood by the door, leaning on the frame and crossing his hands over his chest as he studied both she and Julie.Julie was quiet and breathing steadily. You could feel her innocence in her breath. She was basking