The Explanation

He looked for his phone and noticed it was on the counter. He didn’t want to interrupt their meal together, but when he looked at her and realised how engulfed she was in her meal, he knew taking a quick second to text Max would be fine. Taking one last sip of his Koppaberg he pushed his chair out, making Kaitlin look up from her food in confusion.

‘I’ve just got someone to quickly contact.’ She smiled and he went on his business. She never questioned whether he had a girlfriend, not once had it come into her mind until now. She didn’t know much about this man, she didn’t know whether he was capable of cheating on a girlfriend, or a wife…however she didn’t notice a ring so she assumed if he had a partner, they were just at the first stages of their relationship. Things like this was what had her questioning what she truly wanted from this man, what was it exactly that she wanted from him? Did she just want the amazing sex? Because the sex was amazing, there was no lie about that; everything about that man (that she knew) was amazing. But, was it only the sex, or did she want more? Did she want a relationship…? All these questions had her frowning; it was too early to think about it. He suppressed those questions down again, he’d think about their future together when there was time, but right now he focused on getting a text to Max, before it would be he, that’d ruin he and Kaitlin’s erotic session. He turned on his phone and saw notifications pop up. Another text from Max, a text from her and another phone call from her. He focused on Max’s text and read it.

 

M8! I’m worried, u haven’t replied all day! R u okay? Jus text me back!’

 

He held his head and smiled. Max was a good friend, they weren’t as close as he was with his ‘ex-best friend’ but Max had been there and was still there. In all honesty he was surprised Max hadn’t come already – with his frantic texts it seems as though Max was on his way to his house to check if he hadn’t been kidnapped or killed.

 

Yes im alive. I haven’t picked up becos ive been busy. Don’t worry, I’d rather not go out tonite. & don’t worry – yes I have company…’

 

He thought about whether he should tell Max that he had company, and then thought the better of it – it was too soon, he didn’t even know what they were, before he had to start explaining to people what they were. He erased the last part and re-read the message.

 

‘Yes im alive. I haven’t picked up becos ive been busy. Don’t worry, I’d rather not go out tonite.’

 

He sent the message and then made his way back to the table, watching Kaitlin as he took his seat. He noticed the slight frown in her face; she hadn’t watched him take his seat, she’d remained focused on her Beef Chow Mein shifting the noodles from left to right.

‘What’s wrong?’ His voice startled her, all she’d thought about was what she was doing. What was she doing at his house? What was she doing sleeping with a man she barely knew? She shouldn’t have slept with him yesterday – that was bad enough. But what was bad was the fact that she’d continued this escapade with him. She needed to leave, after this make shift dinner she’d gather her clothes, which were balled up somewhere on the floor and leave…leave this façade.

‘Nothing.’ She stopped messing with the food and ran her fingers through her hair, he knew she had already began doubting herself but he didn’t know it’ll take this toll on her. He pushed his chair out and walked to her side. She still didn’t look at him as he bent down beside her, she couldn’t believe what she was doing, nothing he could say right now could change the way she felt.

‘You’re lying to me.’ He tried to grab her hand but she slowly drew into herself. He knew if he didn’t bring her out of this mood, she’d pick up her clothes and leave without any intention of coming back. He sighed and tried again. There was something about this woman that had him trying, never did he try this much, apart from his last girlfriend, but this woman was different. He knew that if he didn’t try, he could possibly lose this woman and that was something he didn’t want. ‘Kaitlin, look at me.’ She wasn’t going to look at him until he pulled her chin, so she could face him. She was confused, she didn’t want to leave this feeling this man gave to her, but she doubted whether this was a smart decision she was doing.

‘I…I just don’t know whether this,’ She motioned the two of them with her hands. ‘Is smart, for you and me. Like…what if you have a girlfriend, I don’t know if you’d cheat on her, I don’t know what type of man you are, I just know what type of lover you are.’ He looked down and then stood up. She thought he would cheat on his girlfriend for her. She believed he was a cheater. Something he despised wholeheartedly, she assumed was he – he thought of replying to her, but all of a sudden didn’t have the energy. The thoughts of his girlfriend sleeping with his best friend came flashing back into his mind, ladies he thought. They were stress, work and too much to handle – he turned and walked into his room trying to forget what his girlfriend had done to him, and what Kaitlin had assumed of him.

 

She’d insulted him, he hadn’t even replied to her, he just walked to his room and didn’t turn around. She knew she shouldn’t have said what was truly on her mind, but his stare demanded so much truth she just came out with it. She sighed and thought about getting her stuff and leaving, but something stopped her leg from functioning, at least make things right before leaving she thought. She stood up, fastened the towel around her and walked to his room. There he sat, on the edge of his bed, eyes closed and face pained, something was up – and it was her statement that had triggered those feelings. She slowly approached him and sat beside him thinking of the right words to say, but couldn’t think of anything. She took a deep breath and looked at him, trying to find the words to formulate, but when his eyes were still closed she decided to stay quiet. She didn’t want to worsen the situation, so instead she chose to remain silent, until he was ready to talk, she swore to herself she’d be there until he was ready.

 

He knew she was beside him, but he wasn’t too sure what she was doing, he wasn’t sure whether she was gathering her clothes or whether she was going to speak. But what he did know was that she hadn’t moved, she’d sat beside him in silence, waiting for what, was something he wasn’t sure of yet. He wasn’t a cheater, and the coincidence of being called a cheater so recently after his girlfriend cheated on him had taken him back. Brought memories back into his mind that had taken weeks and many ladies to suppress, but one comment had the wounds fresh as the first day it was made. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Kaitlin who’d sat there watching him, in silence, taking in his facial features, his jaw line, his nose, his eyelashes…he was a handsome man, she couldn’t deny that fact.

‘I don’t have a girlfriend…anymore. I’m single, and I wouldn’t cheat on any of my partners. I’m a loyal man, and cheating is for those who are greedy and unsure of what they want in life.’ He’d been hurt, that was evident, it was written all over his face as he spoke, she didn’t mean to insinuate that he wasn’t a faithful man, she just didn’t know much about him, which was something she planned to do – know more of him.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to insinuate that you weren’t faithful, I just didn’t know what kind of man you were, I’m sorry – I shouldn’t have assumed.’ He looked at her and smiled, he knew their lack of knowledge of each other would have them assuming things, it just would take time, it’s just a shame her first assumption brought up dark memories.

‘I understand, you don’t know much about me, and likewise with you. But I’m willing to know more about Kaitlin, and I’m happy for you to know more about me.’

 

He stroked her face making her smile, she was prepared to get to know him, even though it wasn’t in the normal way others got to know each other – but who was normal nowadays? She stared into his eyes and bit her lips; he’d become so sensual in a matter of seconds. Compared to yesterday where he was more sexual and took a more predator persona, today he was loving, trying to please her in every way, and that was another thing about this man that she loved. He brought her face close to him and laid his lips onto hers. Her breath came out ragged as he continued to kiss her, making her lips plump. He bit her bottom lip and pulled her closer to him, she smiled and moved closer. He knew how to turn her on she thought, every little thing had her body tingling, her body slowly surrendering to his touch – this was the reason why she’d keep coming back even though nothing might have made sense, this was the one thing that did. She pulled away from him and sat on top of him, so that she sat facing him. He smiled and grab a handful of hair and kissed her hard. Each kiss had her moaning, his lips danced with hers, opening up her body ever so slowly. She took off her towel and threw it to the ground, where her clothes and underwear lay. The sight of her bare-naked had him hard instantly, he ripped of his towel almost growling as he took her into his arms and in a rush put her on his bed. He climbed on top of her and gave her his wolfish grin and put his manhood inside her. She moaned his name of her lips and grabbed his neck and he continued to ride her.

 

The feel of him move inside her had her almost at her climax. The way his hips moved in perfect rhythm to her own, giving him full access to her most private and intimate place had her walls contract around him. She was surprised, Lyle had only ventured within the depths of her three times, yet it seemed that he knew his way around her body. The feeling of him slamming himself into her, then almost pulling himself out, teasing her, to then again slam back into her had her womanhood dripping. Her legs began quivering, it was happening – the same pleasure she experienced during their bathroom encounter began surging through her body. From her toes to her chest, the growing pleasure continued to ripple through her slender body, the sensation almost too much for her to bare as her back arched to suppress the feeling. As she took each breath she felt the pleasure build, it had her core drip of ecstasy and had her lips parted for some sort of release. He could feel her walls convulse around his manhood. She was close to her eruption and so was he. Each motioned had him close to his goal, the way her lips parted and her body began trembling under his control had him shaking to his climax. The view of her body under his made his mouth water – her erected nipples standing on point, and the small sweat beads on her forehead told him that the way he was devouring her body was exactly what he needed to do in order to never haver her doubting him again. She could feel his hips stiffen, and her pleasure was at its peak, it was time for them to both climax. She began moving her hips on him, timing herself so that their hips came together simultaneously and then parted at the same time. Each movement she made had him clinging onto the edge of his sanity. ‘She’s trying to kill me…’ Lyle tried to compose himself but she was forcing him to cum, no matter how much he tried to hold himself back, she brought herself closer to him, so that their bodies danced together. She moved faster and faster, until the indulgence within her chest broke, making her shudder and crumble under his touch. As she shook in pleasure, he came, his back hunching as he poured his love juices into her – he couldn’t help but swear, this eruption was powerful, so powerful it had begun to take his energy. He moaned and gently collapsed on top of her, then slowly rolled beside her.

The room was silent, the only noise was their heavy breathing, he looked at her and realised she was still shaking from her climax. It was just as powerful for her as it was for him. She swore she couldn’t feel her legs, they felt numb, and her arms were heavy. She smiled and took a deep breath, feeling herself sleep into a peaceful slumber.

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The Microcosm Between Them

He woke up and almost forgot what had occurred that morning, but the sight of Kaitlin lying in his arms was enough to remind him that it wasn’t a dream. He gently rolled her off him and wrapped his duvet over her slender body and walked to the kitchen to get himself some water. It was only four in the afternoon, it seemed later, but maybe that was because his morning was filled with passion and sex. He grinned to himself and saw his phone buzz, he was so engulfed in the microcosm he had built with this woman that he’d forgotten that people still wanted to communicate with him. He grabbed his phone and saw a text message from his friend from yesterday, and another which he knew he wouldn’t be opening, let alone thinking about. He opened his friends text and read it:           

                ‘U alive? I’ve called U and U haven’t pickd up, I kno y’day was boring, bt I fort it wud be gd for U to get out…Jus call or reply, I’m goin out tonight, properly and I fink U’ll enjoy this one way better.’ 

He looked at his bedroom door and imagined himself leaving to go out tonight, and the thought alone made him laugh, he was fine where he was and with whom he was with. He put his phone down, and took another gulp of water, he was thirsty and hungry, he picked up his phone and dialled his regular Chinese store and ordered a bunch of food hoping he ordered something she liked. Once that was done he walked back to his room when he heard her on the phone.

She’d woken up as soon as he’d moved her, but she decided to remain still, then he left and hadn’t returned. During his absence her phone had rung twice, so she decided to get out of her fake sleep and answer her phone. Once she got up and had found her phone she almost regretted her attempt in trying to answer it as it was her boss.

‘Hi?’

‘Kaitlin, how are you? I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for some time.’

‘Oh, sorry, I’ve been…’ Busy? That was a huge understatement; she couldn’t help the smile that had crept onto her lips, whilst she replied. ‘Occupied.’

‘Well, how did you find yesterday night then? You shot off really quickly, I thought maybe we could get some drinks afterwards, just a thank you for accompanying me to the event.’ She rolled her eyes and tried to block out the poorly hidden attempt of trying to get some alone time with her and focused on his first question.

‘The event was okay. It was good to build contacts.’

‘Well, tonight there’s another and I was just thinking whether you wanted to join me again?’ Just as she was about to decline she felt strong arms embrace her from behind. She turned around and he smiled shaking his head, he gave her a small kiss and then whispered to her.

‘You’re mine tonight.’ Her stomach instantly had butterflies and her toes began tingling, she began blushing whilst looking at him.

‘I’m afraid I’ve made plans.’

‘Oh, and you can’t postpone them just for one night?’ He grabbed her tighter attempting to not get irritated by whoever was on the other end of the line. He had finally got her to himself; he wasn’t about to let that go just yet. He began kissing her neck making her grasp, she hummed slightly holding him with a firmer embrace.

‘I’m sorry I can’t.’

‘Fine, see you at work this Saturday.’ And with that he cut the phone, he was a punk, and Lyle didn’t care if he was annoyed because Lyle wanted Kaitlin to himself, and he wanted her throughout the whole night.

‘My boss.’ He picked her up, then threw her phone on the bed whilst walking them to his bathroom. He put her in the bath and then climbed in afterwards, she knew what was coming next and she couldn’t help but smile. He grabbed the shampoo and poured it onto her hair whilst running the water. She giggled as he massaged her scalp; he took a small peak at her and smiled.

‘What’s so funny huh?’ She held his chest and the water cascaded down her back and through her hair.

‘Nobody has done this for me before, it feels different, but nice.’ He chuckled and continued massaging her head.

‘Keep your eyes closed.’ She nodded, and before she could finish a nod he’d wrapped a handful of her hair in his hands and pulled her head backwards, letting the water pour all over her face as he kissed her neck. She let her mouth open, allowing water to flow into her mouth; he pulled her head back up then kissed her whilst still washing her hair. He nibbled her ear, then gently pulled her hair back into the water to rinse off the shampoo.

‘That feels good.’ She smiled, whilst the water removed all the foam from her head, he pulled her forward and then kissed her on the lips. Her eyes flew open as she watched this man, take her breath away over and over again. This was something she didn’t want to lose, not yet. She pulled him under the water and allowed the water to touch them both, in an instant he looked like a model, the water moving down his body, caressing every muscle and feature on him. She lifted her leg, signalling him to lift her; he looked at her and smiled picking her up. She wriggled on top of his manhood and he groaned not understanding how many times in a day he’d have to have sex with this woman to be fully satisfied.

 He entered the place he felt most contained and began pumping into her fast. The speed of his movement had their bodies clapping the water of them, her moans and his groans echoed in the house, synchronised moans bounced off the walls in the bathroom. She didn’t know how many times he could make her cum in one day, but she was willing to find out. He continuously entered her, fast and slow, hard then soft, her nails scratching his back in ecstasy. She was waiting for that moment, the moment every woman desired during sex, the moment when the pleasure built so much that she’d feel it within her chest. Then once the pleasure had grown to the point she could no longer take it, no longer bare the amount of indulgence she was experiencing, she’d release her juices on his manhood. And she was nearly there. The more he groaned and slammed into her, the more the feeling she waited for grew in her chest. Every connection, every touch, every sigh, groan, grasp had her coming closer to her climax.

She knew it was coming, she couldn’t help smile, she loved this feeling, the feeling of being complete, the feeling of being fully satisfied, but just as she was about to erupt the main door began knocking.  

In that moment they both looked at each other and froze, they both were close to climax, and now was the time for someone to decide to come and ruin their moment? Kaitlin quickly thought about how much noise she was truly making, maybe it was the neighbours asking them to keep it down…or maybe it was Max, Lyle thought, would he really come to check up on him if he didn’t reply to any of his texts? He looked at the bathroom door and then himself and nearly swore. He was so close in cumming, then this had to happen. Kaitlin wanted him to answer the door, but she wanted him to stay more. He kissed her lips, then whispered in her ear, ‘After I find out who this is, I’ll be back for you.’ She smiled and watched him as he came out of her, put her down gently, grabbed a towel then left to find out who it was to mess up their moment. Whoever this was, had better have a good reason to interrupt him and her during their time of bonding, he opened the door and saw his local Chinese deliveryman. He’d forgotten that he’d ordered Chinese, it seems like so long ago from now. The man watched him, acknowledged the lack of clothes he wore and either believed he’d just finished having a bath or he wasn’t alone, and the face Lyle wore made him know he hadn’t just interrupted a bath.

 ‘Your food sir.’ Lyle, who was still thinking about the woman he left dripping with water in his bath, quickly gathered some change, which was probably more than the actual price and handed it to the man.

‘Thanks.’ He began closing the door, until the delivery man’s voice had him pausing.

‘Oh, what about your change?’ Lyle looked at the man and shrugged, he’d rather not lose his hard-on talking about the specifics of change with the guy, when he could be putting his hard-on to good use with the only woman he wanted to spend today with. He closed the door and put the food on the table. During his small conversation with the guy Kaitlin decided to get out of the bath, their was always tonight she thought, once that pressure had slowly stopped beating within her chest she knew it’d take a while to come back, she’d have many more times to orgasm, and with Lyle she knew that was a promise. She wrapped a spare towel around herself and left the bathroom, watching him try to cut the conversation between him and the deliveryman short. Once the door was closed, she snuck up behind him, then hugged him as he was placing the food on the table. She didn’t know if he was expecting people as it looked like he’d ordered for five, not two. He turned to look at her and smiled.

‘Didn’t I tell you to wait for me in the bath?’

‘Yes you did, but I thought we could wait for tonight…unless you have people coming over?’ He looked at her properly and wondered why she’d think anyone else was coming over. Unless she’d seen his phone…and seen the text he’d never read.

‘Why’d you think that?’ She smiled and touched the lines between his eyebrows.

‘Don’t frown; it’ll ruin that handsome face of yours. And it looks like you’ve ordered for five people.’ He couldn’t help but burst out into laughter. He’d panicked, never had he done that before, it was just the quantity of the food that had her questioning. He had to laugh at his stupidity, after composing himself he smiled and kissed her nose.

‘I wasn’t too sure with what you liked, so I got a range of things. I was just thinking about you.’ She looked down blushing, this man was smooth, everything just seemed too unreal, too superficial, he seemed too good to be true.

‘Do you enjoy making me blush?’ He chuckled, a low rumble in his throat, almost music to her ears, he lifted her chin and smiled down at her.

‘A little bit, I hope you don’t mind.’ She smiled and shook her head, then her head turned to the food. She’d been at it for so long with him she’d forgotten she was hungry, but just smelling the food once made her remember how much she wanted food.

‘It smells good.’

‘You want to eat?’ She nodded. He grabbed her hand and walked her over to the table, once she’d sat down; he grabbed two plates and a couple cutleries then laid them on the table.

‘So what would you like?’ Before she could control herself, her mouth moved before she could stop them.

‘Beef Chow Mein.’ He smiled and thought of the coincidence, the dish she chose was the dish he actually ordered for himself, he dished some out into her plate and then dished some out into his own. He grabbed some water, cider and juice from the fridge and laid it on the table, not completely sure which she preferred. She looked at the selection of liquids and wondered what he was going to chose. She loved her Kopperberg, but during Chinese? It might be acceptable in her own household but everyone was different, she was going to grab the water, but water wasn’t what she wanted, she grabbed the Koppaberg and watched his reaction. He loved how she chose with precision, he knew she wanted to be ‘respectable’, but he truly didn’t care, he loved a woman who was herself, and had no shame about it. He also took a Koppaberg, knowing that was the beverage he was going to get from the start.

‘Are you just copying me now?’ She said with a smile not too far from her lips, he smiled and shook his head.

‘Hey, I like my cider too.’

‘I was contemplating drinking water, but I like my Koppaberg far too much to let it pass.’ He chuckled and she smiled digging into her meal. They both ate, having small talk in-between, mostly they smiled at each other, or just focused on their meal. He thought about Max knocking on his door to see if he was okay, and decided a text back wouldn’t hurt.

 

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The Talk

She wanted to get off from being on top of him, so that they could focus on the conversation, be he insisted she stayed on top of him. He didn’t want her to get too serious, he knew what conversation was coming up, and he was fine with that, but he didn’t want her putting distance between them already…so he refused her to get off him, because he wanted her close.

She looked down and mentally planned how she would tackle their situation. She didn’t want to force him into anything, but she just didn’t want this to be meaningless sex, but with that in mind…what did she want? She sighed and ran her hands through her hair.

‘Don’t think too much, I don’t like it when you over think. Just get it all off your chest, trust me it’ll be okay.’ She gave him a small smile, still looking down. ‘Now give me a kiss and talk.’ She looked up to him, and planted gentle kisses on his lips, once the kissing had stopped, which took longer than planned she spoke.

‘Your different,’ already he was smiling, his wolfish grin appeared making her smile. He knew she meant different in a good way, and he knew how difficult this was for her so he was going to make her feel as comfortable as possible. ‘You make me do things I’ve never imagined of doing. Like yesterday night, it’s almost like you knew how to get me to do what you wanted, then to make everything even more confusing I was enjoying it. Maybe more than I should have, but…damn, Lyle you just have something over me.’ His wolfish grin had gone and he was really listening to her, but as soon as she said his name his manhood had twitched, the way his name came off her lips was something else. But he controlled himself and thought about everything he’d do to her later.

‘Do you not enjoy what I do to you?’ She gulped and nodded, feeling knots within her stomach, he was such a man, dominant and affectionate all in one. ‘So what are you afraid of?’ She looked down knowing the exact answer for that question; he held her face and made her look at him. She sighed and closed her eyes.

‘I’m afraid that this is all futile, it’s just fun and that’s all.’ He caressed her face and took a deep breathe, he wasn’t too sure himself as to what this was, but he knew he didn’t want to let go of it. He never knew when he’d find something like this again. He kissed her forehead and searched for the best answer.

‘I don’t know what this is, but it’s early to worry about what it’ll end up as, just know that I don’t want to let this go…you’ve given me something that no one has ever given me, and that along with other reasons are why I don’t want to let this…you go.’ She opened her eyes slowly and smiled, it’s true, there was no real reason to panic, they only just slept with each other twice, and she’s technically known him for two days, or a day, so she took a deep breath and kissed him. He gave her another one of his wolfish grins and lay back making her lay on top of him.

‘So what’s your name beautiful? You already know I’m Lyle.’ She chuckled and remembered they had skipped formal greetings and just jumped straight into the sack with each other.

‘I’m Kaitlin, I forget we haven’t actually introduced ourselves properly.’ He chuckled and held her bum smiling.

‘Well, I’m not complaining, I knew we’d get to know each other sooner or later.’ She smiled and then remembered their first meeting.

‘What were you doing there yesterday night?’ He remembered sitting at that table as his friend conversed with people he had no interest in. He sat there for hours and was sure to give up when he caught a glimpse of her, sitting there alone, looking as bored as he was. That’s when his night changed.

‘My friend invited me, I think he thought it would be good for me.’ For a while he’d just sat at home doing work and isolating himself from people apart from ladies, but his friend was tired of it and invited him to the event. Whether that was to find a girlfriend or someone to get him to break out of the shell he was in, he didn’t know, but he definitely found someone.

‘Why? How were you before yesterday?’ He played with her hair and shrugged, he hadn’t remembered the last few weeks of thunder and storm since she’d come into his life, and he wasn’t planning on going back there.

‘I guess I wasn’t myself.’ She traced her finger around his chest and planted soft kisses on him.

‘I hope you don’t mind me asking why?’ He closed his eyes and remembered why he’d stop being himself for many weeks, that day when he caught them, was the last time he thought he’d be himself, because that was when everything went sour…until yesterday.

‘Just bad memories, that’s all.’ She nodded, she knew he may not tell her instantly and she was fine with that, but eventually she’d like him to forget those memories and lose himself with her.

‘Don’t we all hate those moments?’ He nodded and she smiled relaxing in his arms.

‘Wait, so why were you there?’ She remembered her boss forcing her into going, said it’d help the company but all she’d done that night was plaster fake smiles on her face and shake random individuals hands. She wanted to leave so badly, but she thought she might as well stay; it was only one night, until Lyle came and energised her in more ways than one.

‘Work. Apparently we had to build up contacts, I don’t know why my boss wanted me there, but he insisted and I went.’ He remembered seeing her greet many people in that seductive backless dress and his manhood twitched.

‘You looked stunning yesterday.’ She blushed and looked down feeling shy.

‘Thank you, I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t come and speak to me.’ He smiled and trailed his hand up and down her body. She smiled and bit her lips.

‘I don’t know what I would have done if I didn’t come and speak to you…I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t come today.’ She looked at him and he had that mischievous look in his face, she shook her head smiling.

‘Well I came.’

‘More than once.’ She held her mouth as he gave her his wolfish grin, he was different she thought, but who said different was wrong. She blushed and he spanked her bum lightly, causing her to yelp.

‘You can be really naughty…’ He tilted his head and bit her lip giving it a little tug.

‘Only for you.’ She came close to his lips and whispered loud enough for only him to hear.

‘Just for me?’ He nodded, and before they both knew it they were kissing, caressing each other in ways they believed felt good. He began fingering her, and not to his surprise she was soaking. He wiggling two fingers inside her, moving them both in and out, until she hummed moans on his lips. He continued fingering her until she came unto his fingers, which didn’t take too long. She covered him with kisses until she was captured by the blissful darkness, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms. He was glad she hadn’t gone home, he wanted to sleep and wake up to her face, her scent, her body and he wanted to make love to her more than once.

Soon enough through him stroking her hair, he fell asleep.

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Our Secret [Part 2]

With the presentation checked and completed, I was sure that the strategies I’d planned for Miss Woods would have her pleased. I smoothed the crease in my skirt and took a deep breath. It wasn’t as though I was nervous because I still failed to grasp the understanding of my dreams, It was the actual fact that I might become a PR to the famous Sienna Woods. This was more than just a huge deal for me. It was an opportunity that if I somehow messed up, could impact my career negatively. Not that I was ever too indulged into my career, but it seemed that having being presented with such an opportunity did wonders for the way I viewed my job. The many doors that would fly open if this meeting went well today kept my nerves at the edge of their seats.

I looked down at my attire, assessing whether I’d dressed appropriately. A blouse and skirt was more than appropriate. But maybe because my client was the Sienna Woods, nothing in my wardrobe seemed to be good enough. I fiddled with the buttons on my blouse and straightened out my skirt once again, when a cough filled the room. My head shot up, and there she stood with Kasey. Dressed in a sky blue designer dress, that hugged her figure in all the right places. My eyes involuntarily travelled down her body, noticing the white heels that probably costed more than my whole outfit. She looked even more stunning in reality than in the movies she starred in. Another cough pulled me out of my daze.

“Cleo, this is Miss Sienna Woods.” He directed her in my direction. I made my feet move forward, with an outstretched hand.

“Sienna would be just fine.” Our hands met in a firm handshake, whilst I tried to keep my gaze on her face. Her smile was infectious and reached her eyes, making her instantly more likeable. I hadn’t handled such a client like Sienna Woods before, but I wasn’t going to let her status frighten me.

“I’m Cleo Dane, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Her smile brightened up ever so lightly. I signalled her to take a seat as I loaded up the presentation, giving her a brief introduction on what my expertise were and where I planned to take her image.

It was a long process, and required me to talk her ear off for most of the time, but in the end she was more than on board with the plans I’d set for her. After Kasey had taken Sienna to the exit, I’d begun packing some spread sheets and documents away, preparing to head to my area to start working on the ideas set for Sienna. As I’d finished gathering the paper, Kasey appeared in the doorway.

“You did an excellent job Cleo.”

“Aw, there’s no need to thank me Kasey.”

“There is! Because of you, Sienna Woods is now apart of our clientele, that wouldn’t have been possible if it wasn’t for you and all the hard work you’ve put in.” A smile crept onto my lips. Knowing the time I spent preparing the presentation was actually beneficial reminded me how pleasant this job truly was. I gave Kasey a nod, ready to use this energy into creating a plan that would build Sienna Woods, when Kasey stopped me.

“Nearly forgot, Sienna Woods gave me this,” He handed me a card that had information typed on it and then a hand scribbled number written at the bottom. “Sienna asked me to give you this. It’s her personal number – she really liked you Cleo. This is only the start of something amazing. Well done on the good job.”

He walked back to his office, leaving me staring blankly at the card Sienna had left for me. I looked at the information typed, whilst memorising the number written at the bottom of the card. Noting how my heart thudded a little harder as I thought of Sienna Woods praising me to Kasey…working with Miss Woods was going to be very interesting.

 

© All Rights Reserved by Sarah E. Balogun

The Job Offer [Part 1]

My mind kept telling me I should turn away and run, but every muscle in my body refused to obey my command and instead, I stayed sat in her midst. She looked at me numerous amounts of times, biting her lip every so lightly every time she took a glimpse at me, but that wasn’t what had my heart jumping. It was the way she managed to slide her fingers past the lace of my dress and in-between my bare thigh.

I thought about telling her to stop, but then her nails grazed my heated skin and I found myself grasping involuntarily. I had wanted more and she knew of this. I wasn’t even sure why I had wanted more, but it was as though she knew exactly how to make me dissolve under her touch. She gave me a side-glance, causing me to bite my lip as I tried to regain focus. I wasn’t even sure if she was what I wanted, I had never ventured like that with a man, let alone woman, yet she wasn’t giving me a chance to think. With her fingers crawling up my leg, leaving traces of desire and fire via her touch, my breathing increased ever so slightly. Loud enough for us to both hear, but quiet enough for no one else to notice.

Eventually, her wandering fingers found there way to my disobedient hungry heat. I hadn’t known I was holding my breath until she had now turned her full attention to me. Feeling light headed, she used her free hand to pull my bottom lip free out of the hold I had on it and whispered ever so lightly.

“Breath.” It was only then my lungs began to work again. Taking in more air than needed and with the same speed taken, the air rushed out of my lungs, burning my throat as I tried to work my voice into saying something. With her fingers slowly stroking the wet heat that came from in-between my legs, she moved closer to me, bringing her lips close to my own. Without moving, I watched as she grabbed a handful of my hair and wrapped it around her fingers. Her eyes roamed my body, taking it all in before coming back to my eyes. She smiled and in sync, came close enough so our lips were barely touching, whilst her fingers had found their way through my lace thongs, and between the damp crease that had grown even more famished.

She traced her finger along the crease of my sex, making me shudder uncontrollably under her touch. She watched me as I attempted to digest everything, finding it hard to comprehend what she was exactly doing to me. Just as I began thinking about the many ways I could pull myself away from the situation, she parted me with her index finger and gently petted the ball that had grown erect. My back arched almost instantly, my body pleaded for more whereas my mind had finally begun to register what was occurring. She gave me a small smile, and strummed the hard ball faster and a little rougher than before; causing me to grab the nearby pillows, in hope some of my frustration would seep out through my fingers and into the couch pillows. But that did nothing to decrease my desire, as my lips parted in an ‘O’ shape when her fingers had travelled further down, nearing where my disobeying body had ached to be fed.

She tightened her grip on my hair, then plunged her finger deep within my drenched, salivating sex. A moan forced its way out of my chest that was quickly suppressed by her lips. Soft, but wet had kept our taboo going on for longer than it would have if my scream had made the ears of the others. Her tender lips kissed mine, both lips dancing together to the music of our ecstasy, whilst her finger had travelled depths that hadn’t been explored in far too long. Her finger, more welcomed than any other, had no difficulty in finding its way around my heat. Swimming its way through my moans and grasps, then stopping when it came across the bubble that held so many foreign feelings. It became hesitant at first, then slowly began stroking and pushing, causing me to clutch onto her shoulders, as her fingers had vigorously started to move faster around my hidden bubble. Before I could subdue my scream, she fully covered my mouth with her own, eating my screams, waiting patiently till the shudders had come to a halt and my body had stopped trembling.

She bit my bottom lip whilst smiling as she removed her finger from the place that treasured it the most. Giving a brief look at the others that seemed to be asleep on the floor, she sat on top of my still trembling legs and grabbed my left hand. She placed my hand on her neck, and slowly pulled it down towards her chest, with her finger glistening in the light. She placed my hand on her chest that had been rising and falling at a fast pace, then allowed my hand to cup her breasts. They felt tender and smooth under my touch, apart from the diamond that stood firm through her thin t-shirt. My eyes stayed focused on her nipples that seemed to get harder under my glare, until she spoke breathlessly.

“Rub it.” I used my thumb to gently rub the tip of her nipple as she threw her head back, allowing the pleasure to run through her spine. Whilst her head was still hanging in pleasure, I decided to pinch her nipple ever so slightly, using the same technique that turned me on, with her. She jumped and held my hand, moving her hips against me getting me stirred between the legs again. Using my right hand, I ran my fingers down her chest, ignoring the breast, as my left hand had focused on them and moved between her thighs, shocked that she had gathered juices.

I walked my fingers between her thighs and into her waterfall that was still producing more juices for me to travel through. With my left hand, I tugged her nipple lightly, causing her to grasp. I pulled again, harder this time then penetrated both my index and middle finger through her folds and into her sweet love. She hummed in pleasure as I moved my fingers through her folds, moving deep within her depths and then back to her walls. She opened her mouth to take small breaths, as I began increasing the speed, making sure I watched her face intently to be sure what both my fingers were doing was what she wanted. Rolling her nipple between my fingers and performing a come hither motion inside of her, had her thighs clenching around my hand. She grabbed onto the backrest of the couch and slowly lifted herself away from my fingers, meeting my thrusts as I continued to penetrate her faster. With her breasts now lightly bouncing around in my hand, I found it difficult to play around with her nipple. So instead, I pulled her closer to me and placed the hardened nipple in my mouth, proud and surprised on the strangled cry that burst through her lips.

I used the base of my tongue to lightly caress the hardened nipple, enjoying the feel of the hard diamond against my rough tongue. Our movements sped up, sending her closer towards her release. The motion in my fingers gained speed, whilst exploring every inch of her, whilst her thighs shook as she continued to slam back onto my penetrative fingers. I used my teeth to gently pull against the rock in my mouth, causing a strong wave of trembling to embrace her body. For a few seconds she remained hovering on top of me, shaking uncontrollably, until it came to a slow stop. She slowly descended onto my laps, letting her muscles become relaxed so that I was carrying her entire weight.

After a few long minutes she lifted her head to look at me. Passion and desire still written in her eyes, but now something new shone in her eyes. A look of satisfaction had been apparent, and I couldn’t help but mirror her expression. There were a number of mixed emotions that were running through my head, but at the look she wore and the way she made me feel both overruled any doubt that was currently swimming around in my head. All of a sudden a loud beep had begun ringing, stirring those who were asleep on the floor before us. Panic arose, as I knew we didn’t have enough time to gather ourselves, without them noticing that something had gone on between us. I attempted to locate the beeping noise, when my eyes slowly opened.

It was 6:30AM and time to wake up. The alarm beside my bedside had starting ringing, interrupting another heated dream I had. It wasn’t the first time I’d found myself in a daze of emotions and desire the morning following a dream involving a woman. I wasn’t even aware when the dreams began. It didn’t even have to involve anyone I was familiar with, just a woman who had captured my eye during the day, would find her way in my dreams, hair between my fingers and tongue dancing with my own. And with each dream, I was always the one being pulled into the sexual activity, never instigating but always participating. I tightened my already closed eyes, wishing I could get a few more minutes of sleep, knowing sleep had been a disturbed feeling every since I had these intruding dreams pierce my subconscious. But, with the second alarm buzzing loudly I knew it was time to finally get up, earn money and then drag myself back into bed for another restless night.

 

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During work my mind constantly drifted towards my dreams, making me question my sexuality. I wasn’t a lesbian, in fact, I’d had a recent partner who’d made me somewhat happy, until work had forced me to depart from the relationship. My job required too much of my time and I was aware of this, but he wasn’t. Up until recently, I was entirely sure that I was attracted to men and men only. Not like I’d pursued another relationship after the last one, but I hadn’t questioned what my preference was. However, after the dreams I wasn’t so certain. I never really looked at another female in the way to have made me feel as though I was attracted to them, but my subconscious was either playing a prank on me or trying to tell me some vital information that I was oppressing deep within myself.

I looked up from my computer, realising the email I should have sent to a client fifteen minutes ago, still stood static on my screen, waiting for the sentence to be complete. I inwardly sighed and rested against my chair, when I felt a presence behind me. I turned my head to meet Elise, a friend and colleague of mine, beaming a smile at me.

“You are far too happy in a place like this, what’s got you smiling? And can I have some?”

Elise spun my chair to face her properly and chuckled lightly at my expression of being forced to changed direction.

“You can’t tell a living soul!”

“Tell a living soul what?”

She placed both hands on the armrest of the office chair and brought her face close to mine. Memories of my dream flashed back into my mind, making me retreat almost instantly.

“You’ve got to promise me Cleo, you can’t tell anyone!”

In an instant, my hands flew up as though I was surrendering and nodded my head profusely.

“I promise, scouts honour.”

She slowly moved back, checking that nobody was listening and then returned her position in front of me with that same beaming smile.

“I found myself a new job!”

“Congrats!”

I jumped up and gave her a hug. Being the first colleague to approach me, Elise and I had grown quite close during our years at ‘Beverly & Co’. And as much as I was happy to see her move onto better things, it just meant my time here would instantly get dull. And with no one to take my mind off of the constant nagging clients, it would turn into a nightmare working here. As we held each other in a tight embrace, her chest rose and fell in excitement, causing me to feel her breast against my own. The image of me devouring a hardened nipple came into mind, causing me to stiffen instantly. I wasn’t sure whether the image of me being with a woman had me frozen, or the fact that it had caused my stomach to perform a pleasurable roll. Either way, Elise had sensed my distance and pulled away from me to watch my face.

“You okay? I hope you’re not upset that I’m leaving?”

I pulled myself out of my thoughts and looked at her, smiling.

“Well I can’t say I’m entirely happy you’re leaving. You were amazing to me and it’s caused us to have such a friendship I’ll treasure forever. It just sucks I won’t get to see you all the time.” I performed a fake pout that made her shimmering eyes form tears.

“Stop it. We’ll still talk and meet up, I treasure your friendship too Cleo.”

I wiped a stray tear away from her face and gave another hug, this time shorter and not as intimate as the last one, before that caused my body to react in ways that I didn’t understand.

“I’m sure of it. Look, stop crying before Kasey comes in here and starts asking questions. I’m happy for you and you should be taking this new step with happiness.” She sniffed away a few more loose tears and then lightly tapped my shoulder.

“It was your fault I got all emotional.” Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, I rub her shoulder gently and allow her to compose herself.

“Super glad for you Elise.” She nodded and with a last quick hug, she began walking back to her area of the busy environment of ‘Beverly & Co’. Just before she completely left my vision, she bounced back.

“Oh! Before I forget, a bunch of us are getting lunch together. You have to come since it may be one of my last…” Now it was her turn to pout, I rolled my eyes and nodded, knowing I had emails and calls to make, but knew it’d be Elise’s last lunch with me so I was glad to slack off just for a little bit.

Lunchtime was busy and it was Nick’s bright idea to head to ‘Café de délicieux’ to get food. But as soon as we had gone inside, we almost regretted the idea. The line to be served had extended to the entrance of the café and there were barely any tables to sit at.

“Okay, bad shout. But we might as well wait here.” Nick shouted amongst the loud customers.

“I do have clients to attend to if you didn’t know.” Halle rolled her eyes, replying to a email on her phone.

“So do I, that Miss Uptom is one pain the neck.” Nick shook, visibly irritated by his client.

“Ugh, can we not talk about our clients. I’m with Nick, we might as well stay and enjoy this free time.” Elise shrugged.

“You know what Elise, you know what I like. You order my food and I’ll find us a table.”

Swimming through waiters and waitresses, I attempted to locate a table enough to fit the six of us. But, after a few ‘excuse me’s’ and ‘sorry’s’, I gave up and began heading back to the queue, when I bumped into a waitress, dropping her tray of cutlery’s.

“Sorry.”

She bent down to pick it the scattered contents, mumbling a few insults, most probably, and then stood back up again.

“Thanks for the help.” The waitress said with a small smile on the side of her lips.

“Oh, sorry. I was looking for a table and didn’t see you.”

“It’s pretty busy during the lunch hour, getting a table is difficult. Maybe if you’d helped me with the cutlery, I may have been able to get you a seat.” She winked an eye at me and continued with her journey, leaving me frozen in the place we’d met. Was she playing or insulted that I’d offered no help? I eventually walked back to the queue, where the line had only decreased by a few people.

“No seats I’m afraid.” Everyone groaned apart from Halle whose eyes were still glued to her phone.

“I guess it’s a takeaway. Damn Nathan is in trouble with the police again, it’s definitely a takeaway for me.” I felt my phone vibrate a few times, but decided to ignore it whilst Elise frowned. I gave her a light nudge and smiled, hoping the line didn’t take too long as duty was calling me too.

 

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It was getting late and nearly everyone had left the office as clients and events never slept. I normally preferred to finish all work in the office, but after finding myself daydream one too many times, I realised I too, would have to take a number of paperwork home. There was a light cough that causing me to look up.

“Cleo I need you to do a favour for me?” Kasey stood, giving me a small smile.

“Kasey, whenever you need me to do something for you, it means a lot of sleepless nights.”

Kasey wasn’t a typical boss who failed to communicate with his team. If anything he understood us and was willing to teach us in areas where we lacked knowledge. However, even though everyone may have played and joked around with him, respect was still visible and no one ever attempted to cross the line.

“I know Cleo, however, you’re a very good worker and this favour is more of an opportunity for you…well the both of us.” I turned in my chair and faced him properly.

“Okay so what do you need me to do?” He entered the cubicle and leant against the desk.

“Recently our profits have been increasing and I’m more than aware that if it wasn’t for my team, those profits would be non-existent. However, I’ve gathered that the area you handle is currently becoming more popular.”

“Event managing and PR? I assumed that was a steady sector that neither grew or fell?”

“Well, ever since the Winston brothers hosted that ‘Great Gatsby’ themed event and invited nearly everybody in the industry known to man, it boosted the way events could be ran.”

“I see, so what do you need me to do?”

“I need you to host a presentation to a potential client, your potential client. This client is a big deal, for the company and for you too. They’re were looking for someone who acquired your skills and I thought of you.”

My spine shot up as I realised what Kasey was telling me. This was an opportunity that could jet off my career. It could be the first step of many more if I accepted the offer.

“My potential client?” He nodded smiling at my interest. I bit my lip nervously and thought about the prospect thoroughly. It’d mean I’d work double shifts, and probably wouldn’t have a lot of time to myself. However, the money opportunity is one only a fool would pass and it could be the beginning of something amazing.

“That’s if you think you have the ability to successful fill the role. But there wouldn’t be a reason for me to think of you, if I didn’t believe in you.”

I nodded, appreciating Kasey’s belief in me and understood that there could be no way I could pass this offer up. I smiled and stood up.

“You have me sold. Who’s the client and what’s the presentation for?”

He chuckled and straightened his posture. “It’s Sienna Woods.”

Her name sounded familiar to my ears… then I realised where I recognised her name. She was the actress who had recently received a golden globe for playing the lead role in a horror film that had released earlier in the year. My eyes grew in shock after realising how big the opportunity was and how bad it could end if I didn’t successfully do well enough with the client.

“Yeah, the Sienna Woods. So make a presentation on potential steps she could make for her career, look at her image, if there’s any places she needs work, then you tell her. Don’t be afraid of her status, but don’t be forceful, make sure she’s on-board with all of your ideas. She is your biggest client.”

I nodded and grabbed a notepad to jot down things to research and to conduct a background search on Sienna.

“Oh one more thing,” I looked up at Kasey. “She’s coming in at one o’clock tomorrow, so make sure everything is prepared by then.” He smiled and left my section heading back to his office. Tomorrow…I guess I won’t be leaving work anytime soon.

 

© All Rights Reserved by Sarah E. Balogun