I walked confidently into the venue for the interview, with smiles plastered on my face. I wasn't reall happy, though. I wasn't happy because I didn't expect to be interviewed by the CEO himself. Not that I hated him, I only disliked chance and happenstance. I just needed to look cheerful at least, to hide my anxiety, so to say.There was Mr hot CEO and one of his staff, whom I suppose was his personal assistant. They were talking in low tones, while scrutinizing each of the documents on their desk. Luckily, each applicant was to leave the office after being interviewed. I'm sure I'd have felt claustrophobic, if it wasn't so. I was also thankful that there were two men in there. Had it been only the hot arrogant CEO, I should be on my guard, else something sleazy tries to happen. Not that I don't have anything to worry about, but my anxiety decreased with that. I walked gracefully towards the desk. His personal assistant motioned me to have a seat on the chair opposite where he sat.
My boyfriend, Charles, has been the love of my life ever since I knew love. He has been so good to me ever since then. I wouldn't have wished for anyone else. I could remember particularly how we met at high school, I was sixteen then, and he was eighteen. He was also two classes higher than I was.It was a cool Friday evening, when I was returning home after my tutorial lessons. I usually had extramural lessons with Mr Greg, my Chemistry teacher after school hours.On this particular occasion, I had to return home a little later because I had some classwork I needed to complete before returning. Mr Greg also took more time than usual, trying to explain some keywords to me.After a tiresome school day and an unending tutorial session with Mr Greg, I led my weary and exhausted self home. My home wasn't too far from the school, so I took the quiet, lonely path home.Unbeknownst to me, someone followed me from behind. As he advanced towards me, my heart raced. I had to increase my pace.
My boyfriend, Charles and I parted ways temporarily, after he left high school to further his education. I could recollect the painful incident that happened years back, on that fateful evening, when he visited, in order to tell me that he was leaving."Hi Alice!" He greeted me, as he bolted into my room unannounced. He couldn't at least knock at the door, or even wait to be permitted to get in. That was the height of it. Luckily, I wasn't naked or trying to put on my clothes. Well, even if I was, it wasn't too bad either. I wasn't really particular as to how anyone enters my room, but I felt a bit offended on this occasion, I couldn't make out why."Hey Charles! What's up? Why are you here this time? Is everything alright?" I was shocked and confused at the same time.The pale expression on his face wasn't helpful at all. There was a long moment of silence. I looked closely into his eyes. They stung with tears, doubling my anxiety."What is it, Charles? Please talk to me! What is it
It was my first day at Oxford University, London. I was greeted by the blissful environment and a lot of cheerful, but serious-minded faces around me. The flowers bloomed along the beautiful coal-tarred roads, lending credence to an enabling environment of academia. The environment was well sculpted and thoughtfully crafted to suit my every ounce of aesthetic sense. It was indeed a new world here, I thought.As I walked in, I was so elated. I was so happy to be a student here. I felt so blessed to be a student of the prestigious Oxford University. This was what I've always dreamt for. I drove my traveling bag along, with smiles plastered on my face.Being a new student, finding my way around the place was a little difficult. Charles left only a few descriptions, as to where we'll meet, I'd just hope I could make do with it. The direction charts by the road side wasn't too helpful, so I tried to ask for directions from a few students. To my chagrin, none were willing to at least give m
Charles left me to myself, after our long walk around the school compound. I pleaded with him to stay, but he insisted that he was going to the library to do some reading and get his assignments done. I had to let him go, hesitantly.I was left alone in the room. I felt so lonely without him. I took some time to take in every single detail of the room. It was a compact affair. It wasn't as spacious as my regular room. It was actually intended for just one student, or rather, a maximum of two. It had two twin-sized beds, placed opposite each other, meant for two people, but Charles and I shared one. Of course I won't be able to sleep in the cold of London's night alone, except under the succor of his cuddling arms.I tried to keep myself busy with my phone, but I couldn't find anything interesting to pass time with. I then decided to read a novel, a steamy romantic one of course.I was a lover of thrilling romantic stories. I've literally read every single one you can ever think of, a
"Ahhhh!" A moan escaped my mouth. A broad smirk played across his face.He laid me on the bed, with my back against the bed and stood up to get himself ready for me. He undressed himself quickly, sprawling his clothes across the floor. He began wanking his cock.As I laid down patiently, in wait for him. I led my eyes down to his member. It was hard and monstrous. It grew longer as he wanked. His reddened pointed shaft had bits of precum on it. I assume he's an eight inches long. I stare in bewilderment, as he strike his cock gently."You like it?" He asked, positioning his gaze directly at me.I nodded."My baby girl likes her boyfriend's dick," he teased, smiling cheerfully at her."Don't worry, baby. I'd take it gently with you and you'll enjoy every bit of it," he promised, full-heartedly.I smiled happily, in agreement of what he just said. "So baby, get ready for me," he uttered, smiling again.I returned his smiles, although I was getting nervous already. I didn't really feel
"No…No Charles! Please don't…Don't do this to me!" I cried out, in frustration.He laughed hysterically at me, casting an evil smirk. I wondered what was funny. It all sucks. His fiendish laughter sulks even more!That was my singular turn off with him. I hadn't had enough yet and he's pulling out of me already…'What the fuck?' It wasn't our first, so I expected him to at least do better than this. I mean, why should he keep on giving me half done pleasure, even after he promised to fulfill my desires?I couldn't just lay a finger as to why he decides to find ways to hurt my feelings, instead of doing things that made me happier."You want some more?" He asked, stupidly."Yeah Charles. Please don't leave me yet. I still want you! I still do!" I yelled out, in a crackled voice. I struggled to get him, jerking out of the bed, but he dodged, smirking sneeringly."Please Charles…Please!" I begged him desperately.I couldn't bear not being satisfied. I was close to the edge already, when
I shamelessly crept into his awaiting arms. He cuddled me and we continued with what we were doing. He cupped my face and desperate kisses fell to my lips, his tongue tasting every part of me, while it fought for dominance in my mouth. We panted heavily in each other's ears as we kissed. He took a break to catch his breath and continued soon after. "Ummmh!" I seized the opportunity to stifle out a moan. I felt heated up again, at once.He led his tongue down to my neck, and gave me love bites there."Ohh…Uhhhhh!" I let out another yet louder moan."You like it?" He asked in-between kisses."Y…yeah baby! I love it!" I managed to say."So, tell me what you love so I'd do just that to you," he requested, still trailing down my neck to my boobs.I was still in my thoughts, partly thinking and partly relishing. He fondled my boobs gently, "Ahhhh! Charles! I groaned loudly to the effect of it."You like it that way? Do you?" he asked, set to give me another squeeze at my boobs."Yeah ba