Cynthia let out a fake moan.
She had her bum up in the air while the middle-aged man behind her held her waist and pushed his member in and out of her, moaning and groaning so much that it was annoying. Cynthia felt irritated inside that she was with this man. Even if he was paying her for this, the least he could do is make it worth her time, but here she was, feeling nothing. Honestly, Cynthia wouldn't even be here if money wasn't involved. Even with money involved, she still regretted coming. The man finally finished, to Cynthia 's favor, and she pulled him out of her, the condom hanging thick on his member. Thank goodness, she wouldn't want to risk it with a person like this.She sighed in relief as she got off the bed and went straight into the bathroom. She peed, cleaned herself up and walked back out. "That was amazing!!" He exclaimed, still out of breath, laying on the bed. "Yeah, it definitely was. I really clearly enjoyed it." She rolled her eyes. The sarcasm in her voice was so obvious that you could practically see it. The man took off the condom, dumped it in the bin beside the bed and was putting on his boxers when he noticed Cynthia gathering all her belongings from the different places they landed earlier. "Where are you going?" The man asked innocently, but Cynthia was so disgusted that she retorted,"Where am I going?" She mimicked him, "Home. I'm going home. I have a home and a job to get back to."The stranger let out a disapproving grunt, which she clearly ignored. Cynthia had had hookups in the past but this was by far the worst one she's ever had. She had just returned from Los Angeles and she needed to have a little fun, so she went online and in less than five minutes, she matched with the guy. She did expect to have a good time, seeing as the guy didn't look so bad, but did she get it? Not in the slightest. Coming here was as useless as not coming at all. She should've just stayed home, she wished she did. The money wasn't even worth the nothingness she felt and still feels. She mentally scrolled through her contact list while she put her clothes back on, looking for the perfect person to grace her bed and actually pleasure her. "I know this is a long shot and we just met, but can you stay a little longer?" The stranger asked her, now fully dressed and walking towards her. "What?!" She laughed dryly. "We could, y'know, hang out, maybe get some coffee or if you like ice cream, we could get ice cream. Or maybe watch a movie, or go on a picnic, whatever you'd like."He was so innocent and unaware of his bad sexual performance that it was cute. But Cynthia wasn't down for cute. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and faced him squarely. "Look, I'll be honest with you. I don't care if it comes out rude or anything, there's just no better way to say it. We just had sex, I think, and it was terrible for me. It just didn't cut it. I felt nothing! Which is absolutely how I feel right now and how I feel about you."Disregarding how mean she was, he said, "I'm Lukas.""Whatever. Cynthia ." Lukas had a moment of realization where he realized all she had just said to him and he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment, giving a dry chuckle afterwards. As much as she wasn't trying to be mean, there was just no better way to put it. And she wasn't one to sugarcoat things or care enough about feelings to try to tone it down. The only compliment she could give him at this point was his face and body. He was actually really good looking, with a good body, he just didn't know how to use it. "I'm leaving." She said, not even waiting for a reply before heading out the door. "I'll text you!" He called after her. "Please don't."She let out a long sigh of relief when she got outside, scrambling through her bag for her phone and keys. She had spent the last two weeks in Los Angeles and it was really boring for her. She had gone to some modeling agency who invited her for a casting. She quickly located her phone as she heard it ding several times. She groaned audibly as she checked the screen to see five calls from her friends with benefits and two from her property manager. She wondered why her property manager was calling her. Then she remembered that she placed an advertisement for a vacant space in the house she owned. Was there a new tenant? Without hesitation, she called back. On the first ring, the call was answered. "Hi Mrs Graham, how are you?" She asked as she got into the car. "Cynthia , how many times have we talked about answering your phone when I call? It could be urgent." Mrs Graham lectured her. "It's the weekend. How many times have we talked about not calling on weekends?" Cynthia retorted. "We'll argue about that later. You need to get home as soon as possible, you have a visitor.""Why's that so urgent? They can always wait.""Not this time, Cynthia . He's interested in taking the apartment.""He?""Uh-huh." Mrs Graham affirmed. "But the advert clearly stated that I'm in search of female tenants. I'm not interested in this deal, it can't happen." "Not now, Cynthia , you might have to let this one happen."Rolling her eyes, she hung up and sent the phone flying onto the passenger seat. She banged her head softly against the steering wheel thrice in frustration. "Can today get any worse? I just had the worst hookup I've ever had and now a man has to be my tenant?" She talked to herself as she drove off. She eased back into the seat and let out a long frustrated breath. As if the world was against her, she drove into intense traffic, groaning as she noticed. Cynthia didn't want a man as her tenant. She specifically told Mrs Graham her choices. Cynthia met Mrs Graham when she moved back to her hometown in Italy and was in need of accomodation. Luckily for her, Mrs Graham was a very kind estate manager who offered to go any extent to help her find a property to buy. She went through the catalogue of houses but all the urban and fancy properties were way too expensive for her budget, so she settled for an older and cheaper victorian house. The previous owner needed the money urgently so he accepted her price. And now, the property is worth more than five times the amount she paid for it. But she was uninterested in selling it, even though she needed the money, so she opted to let out part of the house. After the traffic cleared, she drove to her Victorian home. Thanks to them, she could now afford this, not ending up like her mother. Now, she was better and strong-willed. She wasn't that little girl with pig tails and nerdy glasses anymore. Now she was ready to enjoy life without any attachments. It all started from her mom. After her father left them unannounced, her mom began to go out with different men everyday, bringing in different kinds of men into the house. That irritated Cynthia so much that she almost hated her mom. Cynthia thought her life would be very different from her mom's. She believed she would not breeze through men like her mom did, but that wasn't the case. Even at a young age, what he put her through was enough proof that life was amazing without any entanglement or commitments. She shook her head, ridding it of all the memories from the past that were beginning to come up. She finally parked her car and got out. She couldn't wait to be in the comfort of her bed again. It had been a very long day. She kicked off her shoes to a corner once she got in, closing her eyes as the cold floor welcomed her bare feet. She threw her hair into a ponytail as she contemplated between taking a shower and taking a long bath. She eventually decided to take a long bath. It's been a long, bad day and she needed to unwind so badly. Once she was done, she settled into her bed, phone in hand, as she scrolled through her emails. Her heart stopped as her eyes spotted a name on the screen. Kylas.Kylas jubsin. Kylas fucking Maxwell.The house was perfect.The owner came home late yesterday, so he wasn't able to see her like the agent told him yesterday.His gaze wandered around the surrounding as he stood there. He had been shown around yesterday by the agent, but he couldn't help but marvel at the house. It stood at two stories with tall windows and porches—and detailed ornamentation that almost bordered on over-the-top.It was fairly simple, rectangular-shaped with flat roofs that protruded quite far out from the exterior walls. The windows were tall, skinny and rounded at the top, and there was trim, trim and more trim. It even featured a square cupola that rose out of the center of the house, adding to the Tuscan villa feel.It looked old but he wanted to live here, he didn't know why but he felt a deep desire, a deep connection with this house. Maybe because of the name he saw, but all he knew was that he wanted to live here. He paused at the entrance for a few minutes, mentally preparing himself, before p
His eyes flew open and he pushed himself away from the wall. He knew from looking in the mirror in the hotel room how the light above his head must be delineating.He had dark circles around his eyes, summoning all the energy he could muster to quickly rejected any sympathy or pity she might begin to have for him. "I'm okay." He said."You look awful!" Way to state the obvious.He looked at her warily. She sounded rather detached, not as sympathetic as he had expected her to be. "Are you employed?""I'm on sick leave, in three months I have decided to go back to the oil company I first worked in." He said. "Y—""Look I'll sign a lease for three months but I give you the payment for six, if I leave midsummer, you shouldn't have any trouble getting new tenants, college freshmen would be arriving by then and you would definitely find many females looking for a place to rent."Observing him subtly she responded, "You are a very stubborn man, that's admirable. Do you want to see the ap
The daycare center was painted light blue, its sign lettered in green, red and blue with a border of rose flowers.Standing on the pavement just outside the daycare, Cynthia was in a serious argument with a rascal looking man.Kylas stopped by the corner and watched her. She was wearing a leather skirt and a black hoodie with her hair thrown in a rough bun. She looked really beautiful.Kylas's gaze moved to the man she was arguing with. At first sight from his spiked black hair to his black jeans that were too tight for him and his black leather jackets, the first thing that came to his mind was the typical biker dude. Observing further, he noticed there were no chains, no skull of crossbones on the back of the jacket and no motorbike. Kylas heaved a sigh at the positive tendencies; although it did not dispel his dislike for him at all.He moved a little closer to them, shamelessly eavesdropping on their conversation."...Saw you at the hotel two nights ago." He heard the young man
Hmm, this is hilarious, you mean you hate me when you were thirteen? CCommonwhat exactly have I done to you??Please leave my sight. I hate you. I don't want to get close to you again you liar. Immediately kylas left there and was going home with grooves everything was not on his side he thought the world was against him. On his way back home, he meet a pretty lady who was highly attractive; putting on a white crop top and a pink boom shirt with transparent eyeglasses, and a pink handbag. This lady was standing beside the road opposite a ShopRite supermarket. Then kylas was waooo….., This is what is called beauty her height, color, and body shape are charming. Should I approach her??Will she give me attention? Am I up to her level?? Kylas asks himself this question in silence. And this lady was steering at him as he walked towards her direction. Kylas I'm a guy not just a guy but a handsome young man. If I talk to her and she does not answer me well, I pass away. Hello, b
After the photo shoot the lady picked a taxi and left the studio. Ohh before I forget Christabel tell me about kylas, how did you know him and when? Lol… you are curious to know him did you like him? You have started this painful act, are you not the one that asked me to wait till later? This is the later I want to know him. Alright Rossi, my good friend. Kylas is a guy I meet on the road while waiting for you, he is a handsome dude, with a sharp and nice smile. I was looking in his direction as he was coming, and to my greatest surprise, He saluted me. "HELLO beautiful one"Then also respond "Hi handsome"He was very excited to hear me calling him handsome. We get in touch, he asks me what I'm doing by the roadside or where I am going to, he added. I told him am waiting for a friend, After him confirming if it is a male or a female friend. He said we will find somewhere and chill as I wait for you. That's how we locate the Remedy restaurants, where you later came to mee
Alarm, tatata… Wake up the time is 6 o'clock, tatata.. Wake up the time is 6 o'clock, the third ringing time he jumps up from sleep. Yeah, I'm good now what a deep sleep, he breathed deeply and stretched his arms and his waist. He picks up his wristwatch and wears it, and grab one of his old ruget shoes, and wears it with a black T-shirt, yes I am good to go. He quickly takes his glasses cases with his debit card, and jamb the door. Heyyy… I am going to the touch life viewing center The taxi paused and carried him.Driver, I'm okay here, he alighted and cross the busy road. Now as he enters the viewing yard, he meets with one of his old and childhood friend, who is this what are you doing here? The old friend looks deeply into his eyes fuck is this a dream? He hit his head, I feel the pain this is real. They both laugh and hugged themselves, longest time one of them says, yes no see no call. So how are you doing the old friend asked, though you are not looking bad but good I
The next day… Kylas woke up very early in the morning, so he can prepare for work. He went to the bathroom to take his bath, but there was no water. He was like how?... What happens to the water? He quickly rushed to the back of his house where the water pipe is, unfortunately he discovered the water pipe had been broken. Who must have done this, can this be natural?, or someone else want to punish me, After asking himself multiple questions and was unable to to answer. He entered back inside his room and brought a bucket, he now fetched the water from where it is rushing through the broken pipe. He quickly take his bath, dressed up but did not go to his office, Because he wants to fix the broken pipe. He called the regular plumber on the phone but could not get him. He was angry about what had happened, because his plan is now scattered, then he later got one plumber to agree to fix and replace the condemned property. It's after 10 am already and he is still at home, he w
Tomorrow is Friday… . A weekend with engagement, it's Rossi's birthday, should I were any of my old good cloth there? No, I don't think so, I need a lifetime woman, so I have to appear well, Now, what should I do? I have to enter a Boutique for shopping… Yes! Yes!! Yes!!!, so I can get quality and recently designed clothes. The vehicle he booked earlier is here, ohhh… Nice, hello driver, my former location has been changed. I will not reach the supposed address again. No problem sir, your chosen destination is my concern, the driver says. He entered, and the driver rotated the stirring and reversed the car at high speed. It's okay, I would like to drop here. Kylas alerted the rough driver, and the driver matched his brake pad to the last point, and told Kylas to rate him over five stars. No problem, driver , I will do my network is bad inside the vehicle when your rating goes down. Okay thank you for the anticipated rate and comment, the driver drove out immediately. Hmmm… Wha