JUNEI stayed in the bath for a long time before I mustered the courage to step out with only a towel wrapped around my body. My legs shook as I took unsteady steps towards the king-size bed where Mark was currently lying, scrolling through his phone.The moment he noticed my presence, he looked up, shocked, and his eyes racked through my body, starting from the head and down to my naked feet. He visibly gulped as he rose on the bed, discarding his phone. “You—”“Are you ready?” I closed the distance between us and touched his left shoulder, holding my breath as he shivered beneath my touch. “I… June… "“Shh,” I placed my right index on his lips and leaned down with a forced smile. “We agreed to this, didn't we? You are not backing out. Not when you have already agreed to it.”I straightened and forced out a smile at the glint of anxiety in his eyes. He gulped, reached forward and removed the towel, allowing it to gather around my ankles.I know I'm gorgeous with a body that's close
KRISTEN Edith's place was in a greater mess than I envisaged.When she said her house was raided, I was expecting the normal things, little did I know that the entire place was ransacked and looted.All her couches were slit open (They probably thought she hid valuables there).Her room was no different."This is bad," I stated for the umpteenth time since I got here. "What the fuck were they looking for?"Edith, who was covered by a black woolly robe that displayed an outline of her nipples, shrugged. "Money, I guess. My place wasn't the only unfortunate place. Some of my neighbours received the same—even worse."That bit of information put me at ease because I was initially thinking that she was being targeted."The police need to find these people. They really do.""Well, that won't put the place in order." Edith smiled and caressed her wet hair. She had just exited the shower when I arrived and she still smelled fresh. "I will be the one to go through the stress. Well, it's fine..
KRISTEN Pleasure in chaos...The term came to mind as I laid between Edith's thighs and captured her lips with mine. Surrounded by the mess of her apartment, we stayed in each other's arms, lost in the warmth and lust progressing through our hot bodies. Our lips still locked, I sneaked my right hand into the space between our bodies and reached down, aware of the shiver my fingers caused, aiming straight for the awoken rosebud between her thighs.My middle finger found a resting spot there... It felt natural to just rub on her clit and fondle with her pussy lips. I rubbed down and inserted a finger into her.She moaned into my mouth as I slowly went in deeper, feeling the walls of her pussy getting tighter against my finger.I broke away from her lips for a few seconds to kiss her neck and inhale her womanly scent. So soft, and tender, I fingered her, basking in the moans she uttered.Satisfied with the scent that filled my nostrils, I went back to press my mouth gently against her
JUNEWe stayed in the hotel room until the next morning. Mark was such a gentleman, but I wasn't feeling it at all. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. Mark has been the best friend I can ever have, but here I am, thinking of a man who doesn't love me. Kristen is such a fool!And I'm a greater fool for falling for him. “Are you okay?” Mark touched me on my left shoulder, startling me from my thoughts. I turned to face him with a forced smile on my face. Though the morning after wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be, I felt so guilty. “I'm good.” I gave him a once over, noting how neatly he was dressed. There is something attractive about a man who knows how to dress. Even at that, I know that I don't feel anything for Mark.How good it would have been if I was attracted to him. At least, he won't hurt me the same way Kristen has—countless times if I am to count.“No, you are not,” he knelt in front of me and placed his hands on my thighs, looking lovingly into my eyes
JUNE It took less than ten minutes for Kristen to march to my room. He knocked thrice on the door and let himself in without waiting for my permission. Seems that he's aware I won't even do that. He's dressed in the same clothes he wore yesterday, which means he either slept in that whore's house or went to a bar…Well, that's not my problem. I don't care what he does with his life. “June,” he called as he took a step towards me, only to pause when I narrowed my eyes at him. “Uhm… Doll… When did you return?”He looked nervous as he ran his fingers through his hair, unconsciously tapping his toes like he does most of the time when he's super nervous. I didn't reply to his question. Instead, I popped some fries into my mouth and slowly chewed on them, pretending as if there was no one in front of me. “Doll?” I slowly raised my head to look into his eyes, trying not to take in his wrinkled clothes and tousled hair. What would it have taken him to change out of those clothes before
KRISTEN Why this unexpected feeling of disappointment?This was what I wanted, right?Then why was I feeling sad and moody? June seemed to have moved on with her life and her obsession with me, and I was suddenly feeling sorrowful?! When she got up and walked away, I felt a part of me break. Why did it feel like she was walking out of my life? For a long time, I've wanted our relationship to go back to the uncle-and-niece period of our lives filled with love, laughter, and mutual respect. Seems my wish manifested with a glitch in our happiness.Or maybe I was just overthinking and needed some fresh air. I climbed the stairs and walked to my room, kicking my slippers off at the base of the sliding glass doors leading to the balcony.The cool evening wind rushed into my face as I stepped out. I watched the sunset, the colours deepening and changing as the sun sank lower. The sky is turning from gold to purple, and the city lights are beginning to twinkle brighter. It's amazing how
KRISTEN "I wasn't joking," June said firmly. Her eyes were set, her chin firm and daring. Truly, she is no longer the baby I fed those years ago. At one point, she seemed to have grown so much that I was having a hard time believing it.Her eyes did not change a bit. I used to easily read her through those brown expressive eyes. I don't know if I still possess that ability, but at that time when June was still a kid, it was much easier. Whenever she cried, a hug from me was enough for her to spill out every single problem she was facing at school, who made her sad and the events that led to it. She also didn't lie. That way, she was the best person to send on an errand.I don't know when things changed, but I know that I don't want this change... I don't want a change that makes me feel like shit, a change that makes me distant... I don't want that change... If anything, we need to be closer to one another. We only have each other. I don't want to think what her fate will be if she
JUNEIt has been a week since that fateful night. Things went back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be between us. Mark and I returned to how we have always been. Though we never spoke of that night, I can see in his expression that he wishes to talk about it.But I always find ways to skid around it, not ready to speak about the worst night of my life.I combed my hair, running my fingers through the beautiful black strands as I stared into the mirror. I stared at the woman I had become, not aware of the right feelings I should have.For a week, I have successfully acted like I wasn't affected by whatever Kristen did. Those seven days must have been the worst for him because he looked like a shell of his former self.And me?I was barely holding on. But who was I to complain when I was the one that decided on this?I tied my hair into a ponytail, forcing a smile as I posed for the mirror. I wore my beautiful body con black dress, with a slit on the left thigh.It wasn't indecent