by Young, M. L.
“Shit!” he yelled, as I opened my eyes, my vision a little blurry from my orgasm, and looked down.
Without even being able to get his condom off, his massive load shot into the condom and almost burst it wide open. His shaft pulsed as he pumped his sweet cum out of himself, the tip of the condom ballooning up under the pressure. His balls, curling upwards, emptied as I watched in absolute pleasure. God, was he something else.
I got off of him as his chest, which was a little red from my hands, dripped with sweat. His eyes had a glazed over look. My pussy red and raw, I leaned in closer to him to get a better look. I cupped his balls, making him squirm a little, as I felt the little bits of fuzz that covered them. Looking at him, I leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips as I realized what I’d done to him. Maybe this wouldn’t be such a bad little arrangement after all.
As the night went on I knew that I had given him something that he really wanted, even if it might not have happened in the way he wanted it to happen. I knew I needed to push the boundaries a little and see how open and willing he really was going to be with me now. There was only one way I knew how to do that.
“So, I have a question for you,” I said.
“Yes?” he asked.
“You know how some websites have those wish list features, where you can put on things you want for people to get you?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said.
“How about I give you mine so that you can get me a few things? There were some cute clothes on there, as well as some new, soft towels that I just loved,” I said, as I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Sounds good. Just get it to me,” he said, without hesitation.
Was it really that easy? I felt more surprised than bad, and that’s saying something for me, who Nicolette describes as a goody two shoes. I felt a little bad using him like that, but that’s what this was all for, right? Nothing malicious, but a way for me to use him a little so that he knew what it was like. I just hoped I wasn’t opening a can of worms that I wouldn’t be able to come back from.
CHAPTER FIVE
Blake
There’s nothing more satisfying than waking up next to a beautiful woman. There she was, Penelope, completely naked and under the sanctity of my luxurious white silk sheets as they draped over her body and exposed her soft, curved figure. With her arm across me, I felt her warm skin against mine while I lay there and tried to wake myself up.
I still couldn’t believe she was here with me. Truthfully, I was starting to wonder if I’d ever even see her again, let alone be here with her again. It was almost fate that I ran into her last night at that dive of a restaurant. I owed that girl from the app a thousand thanks for suggesting we go there. It looked like going outside my comfort zone and trying something new really paid off.
I’d seen a change in Penelope, though, that I knew I’d never seen before. She wasn’t like a woman scorned, but she was different, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. She was stern, forceful, and took the control away from me on several occasions last night. She did the same sort of things I did to her when we were first together, but I guess I had it coming. I should just be lucky that she was even here with me at all. It wasn’t worth it to nitpick over something like this anyway.
If I knew one thing, though, it was that I wasn’t going to let her go this time. I wasn’t here to play games or avoid lawsuits. I wasn’t trying to save my ass, and I certainly wasn’t in this for me. Sure, I wanted pleasure and things done my way, but I’d always been like that. Who isn’t? I wasn’t going to get those things at her expense, though, and I planned on making sure she knew that.
She wasn’t a piece of meat I could just throw around and use for my own endless delight. She wasn’t the shy, timid girl I tricked but later on started to fall for. She was a beautiful woman who had absolutely flowered since the first time I met her. I wanted nothing more than to give her the world and make sure she knew that I cared and that I was here. I had no ulterior motives.
Her arm soon left my chest as she rolled over on her side, grumbling a little, her back towards me. Smiling a little, I rolled over as well, before wrapping my arm around her waist and scooting closer in.
“Good morning, “she said softly.
“How did you sleep?” I asked, as I grabbed her hand and laced her fingers with mine.
“A lot better than at home, that’s for sure,” she said, with a giggle.
“Thank you for staying over. I really enjoy when you do,” I said.
Something had changed a couple weeks ago in my interactions with her. I noticed that I’d been a little sweeter, a lot less crass, and a tiny bit more open than I ever had been before—at least since the incident those years ago.
She brought out this side of me I never thought I’d see again, and I was afraid I was going to lose that side when she left me. I thought I’d eventually revert back to my old ways and persona. Even though she only came back last night, and it hadn’t been but just a tiny bit over twelve hours, I couldn’t help but feel that even this short amount of time had saved me and started to change me. I needed her in my life, in more ways than one.
“Are you hungry? I could make us breakfast before I have to leave,” I said.
“That would be nice,” she said, yawning and covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
She rolled over, looking at me. Her messy hair and the bags under her eyes made her even more beautiful in my eyes. I was never one for natural anything, but she’d come to show me that natural was the most beautiful thing of all. She was the most beautiful thing of all.
“I’ll get it started,” I said, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips and rolling out of bed.
She watched me as I walked, the covers up to her mouth, before she stretched and yawned some more. With the cold floor against my feet, I walked down the stairs and into the pristine kitchen, where I opened my fridge to the stock of pre-made foods I’d ordered the other day. I pulled out some breakfast food, all of it with easy heating instructions, and put pancakes, bacon, strawberries, melon, and some juice and water together before she walked down the stairs in a pair of my pajama pants and one of my old shirts.
“I hope you don’t mind,” she said.
“Not at all,” I said, with a smile.
There was something about seeing a woman in my baggy clothes, especially after a passionate night together, that did wonders for me. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it was one of the sexiest things in the world.
“Whatever you made smells really good,” she said, as I brought the food over to the table.
“I only heated it up. I can’t take all the credit,” I said with a smile.
We sat down, poured some juice, and drenched our pancakes with whipped butter and pure maple syrup that my personal shopper told me I just had to try. After taking the first bite, I was reminded why I’d hired her. It was magical.
“So, what are your plans for today?” I asked.
“Not sure anymore. I was supposed to start that job, but I guess that isn’t happening. I should probably call soon to cancel and tell them I can’t work there anymore. That’ll be awkward,” she said.
“Do you have classes? I could have Gustav take you,” I said.
“No, not today, thankfully. I guess I can study and do some light homework,” she said.
“I hate that I even have to go to the office. It would be great to have a day together, just the two of us,” I said.
“Yeah, that would be fun,” she said.
I watched her eat and I smiled, though not noticeably. Her shiny hair flowed downwards, falling in her face, before she’d shake her head and get it out of the way. I still couldn’t believe I was lucky enough to be sitting across from her again. I knew we could bounce back from this stronger than ever, and I even had hopes that one day, maybe soon, maybe not, we could actually be together together. I wanted to keep it private, especially from the media’s prying eyes, but I truly saw myself with
her and nobody else.
We soon finished our meals and put the dishes in the sink before going upstairs and getting ready. We barely touched one another in the shower, at least not intimately, though we kissed and washed each other off.
I soon had to go to work and she said she’d take the bus home, which I said no to and called Gustav to take her. I opted to drive myself to work today, which I was more than fine with doing in order to keep her off the bus. She deserved a nice mode of transportation.
She kissed me goodbye, her lips lingering, as we stood in the garage. I didn’t want to let her go. Her hands gripped my shirt as she did so. She finally let go, and I opened the door to the car and helped her in.
“I’ll see you soon,” I said.
“You’d better,” she replied, before I closed the door and Gustav drove her away.
I couldn’t believe how well things were going.
CHAPTER SIX
Penelope
Two days had passed since my night with Blake and things were going very well. I seemed to lose a lot of the stress that had plagued my body, even more than I’d lost after getting that job. Karen wasn’t too thrilled that I was unable to take the position, but she thanked me for calling her and not just skipping showing up, which she said had happened a few times before. I guess that was the risk of managing minimum wage employees. Sometimes they just don’t care.
I’d studied my ass off, using all of the time I would’ve spent spraying perfume to study instead, and I knew that my grades were going to increase. Nicolette was impressed with me, mostly that I was able to give Blake a taste of his own medicine, and she made me tell her all about our night together. I, of course, told her we had sex, and she couldn’t believe that we did it right there on the couch, especially with the kind of place he had. There was no privacy with the tall windows, but I had to admit that was what made it even hotter. Knowing you might be watched while you’re naked and have a dick inside you is exhilarating.
Blake had kept in contact with me, as he told me he had a surprise for me that he wanted to tell me in person. I asked and asked what it was, but he never relented, instead telling me I needed to see him soon if I wanted to know. I hated the tease, but I guess it must have been big.
I’d seen a different side to him, one that had appeared just before we ended things, and I had to admit I liked it. He wasn’t a dick like he normally was, and though he still could be dickish, he had this new air about him that was actually a little bit normal. He could cheer up my entire day just by sending me one simple little text.
He wanted me to meet him for lunch in his office, which I thought was a little different. He said he had meetings all day and that Grace, his secretary, would order in food and we could just enjoy each other’s company. I wasn’t averse to the idea, but I was a little nervous to walk into that building, into those offices, and back into his office, with everybody watching and wondering why I was there. I knew nobody would remember me or know who I was, except maybe Sharon, though I couldn’t imagine she’d say anything. Maybe she’d just think I was there for another internship interview. Yeah, that was probably it.
I got ready, wearing dark-wash jeans that were a little too tight in the ass and a flowery blue blouse Nicolette was about to throw out because it was, apparently, the wrong season. I thought she was nuts, but she thought I was even nuttier for wanting to be seen in it. Sometimes I wondered how in the hell I became best friends with her.
I grabbed my bag and my belongings and headed outside where Gustav, my faithful friend, was waiting for me. I smiled, he smiled, and I instantly felt at ease, as I knew I was in good hands. He was, bar none, the greatest driver I’d ever been with.
“Good afternoon, Ms. Wells,” Gustav said.
“Please, call me Penny. We know each other too well for you to call me that!” I said, before I slipped into the car.
A couple of people on the sidewalk looked at me while I got inside and I wondered what they thought about it. I wasn’t in a particularly wealthy neighborhood, but it wasn’t dumpy, either. I could just be going to the airport, but I didn’t have any luggage.
“Looks like we’re headed to the office today,” Gustav said, as he got into the driver’s seat and buckled himself in.
“Yeah, Blake wanted to have lunch there. I guess he’s busy,” I said.
“Have you ever been there? It’s quite a nice setting,” Gustav said, as he pulled out.
“Once, but it was for an internship interview,” I said.
“Ah, so is that how you two met?” he asked.
“Yeah, unfortunately it wasn’t on different terms,” I said, as I thought back to the potential lawsuit.
“Well, in any case, I know it was for the best,” Gustav said.
“How so?” I asked.
“Because you two were brought together. That was the way it was supposed to happen. I firmly believe in fate, and that day, though maybe it was not your perfect moment, was how it was supposed to happen,” Gustav said.
“Maybe. I don’t know. I think it’s just complicated with him,” I said.
“It can be, yes, but I think you’ll come to find as you spend more time with Mr. Hunter that he’s a lot more than meets the eye. He has a heart and spirit about him that is something bigger than you’d imagine,” Gustav said.
“Is he a good boss?” I asked.
“The best. He doesn’t just have me drive him around. He talks to me, knows me, and has even had dinner with my family. He might have his quirks, but he’s a great man,” Gustav said.
Gustav’s words stayed with me as I thought about the man I knew, but I guess at the same time, I didn’t really know him. He was an enigma who could always bring new surprises out of the bag. Even the words out of his mouth could take me totally off guard. It was amazing and frightening at the same time.
After a short drive, we arrived at the building where Gustav drove into the underground parking and pulled around to the elevators. He walked around to the side, opened my door, and held my hand as he helped me out.
“That’s the elevator to his floor. It’s private, so you won’t have to walk through the rest of the building,” Gustav said.
“Thank you for driving me,” I said, with a friendly smile.
“Anytime, Penny,” he said.
I walked up to the elevator, where the guard looked at my identification before saying I was good to go and letting me inside. With nobody else in there, I hit the button for his floor and it started moving. I liked knowing nobody else would see me. I wouldn’t mind Nicolette seeing me, since I thought it would be a little fun to embarrass her in front of her work friends, but I was happy to forego that in exchange for the discretion this private elevator provided over using the front entrance.
I soon came to his floor and got off the elevator before walking to his office and seeing Grace sitting behind her desk. She smiled and motioned that I could go in and I walked up to the same large wooden doors that I’d originally walked through when I first met Blake. I hadn’t been here since the day of my interview, and it was crazy to think of everything that had changed in that short amount of time. Blake and I had been through a whirlwind romance, one that was heartbreaking and rewarding all at the same time, and here I was again, standing in front of these doors, and I was just as nervous to open them as the first time.
I got over it and pushed the massively heavy doors open as I saw Blake on the phone, with his feet up on his desk, smiling from ear to ear as I walked inside. I closed the door behind me and walked towards his desk as he hung up and got up to greet me.
“I missed you,” he said, before kissing me softly on the lips.
“How much?” I asked.
“Tons,” he replied.
Feeling a bit of butterflies in my stomach, I put my purse down on the edge of his desk and looked at the spread of food that awaited us. Everything looked gourmet, like always, and featured artisan sandwiches, crisp salads, pastries, and lemon-infused water that
came in a crystal-like glass. This really was how the other half lived.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he said.
“Starved,” I replied. “I haven’t really eaten today.”
“How come?” he asked, with an intrigued tone.
“We’re low on groceries. Have to go shopping,” I said.
“Nonsense. I’ll take care of it,” he said.
He went over to his phone, hit a speaker button, and told Grace to call the grocers and have them repeat my order from last time, and to put a rush on it for this afternoon. She said she’d call now, and just like that, it was taken care of.
“There,” he said, before sitting down in his comfortable-looking chair.
“You don’t have to do those types of things,” I said.
“I know. I want to. It makes me happy to take care of you,” he said, before unwrapping a sandwich.
“So, what was this surprise that you had for me?” I asked, as I opened the lid to a Caesar salad.
“Well, I got a call the other day about a business trip in a little over a week. It’s two days or so, nothing long, but I was wondering if you wanted to go with me. You’d have to miss classes Friday, if you have any, but we’d also have Saturday and then go home that night,” he said.
I was a little surprised that he’d decided to ask me to come along on this trip. I knew it was just a quick business trip and not an actual vacation together, but it meant he trusted me and actually wanted to be there with me. It was a step up for him, that was for sure.
“Where is it?” I asked.
“Seattle. We’ve been looking into opening offices there, which is why I went there on business last time. They want to finalize the deal,” he said.
“I’m sure I could swing that. I’ve never been to Seattle. Is it nice?” I asked.
“It’s beautiful. There’s a lot of charm that can’t be described unless you see it for yourself. I could plan some things for us to do, and we’d of course have great accommodations and dinners together. I’d have most of the day Saturday to give to you as well,” he said.