His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias)

"I have to do it, Mel, that's the only way things can work out. For Bethany and me. Consider this my golden opportunity."

Melanie shook her head. "Going close to him is a dangerous gamble-"

"I'm willing to take it." Amara interrupted without hesitation.

Melanie was silent for a few seconds before she nodded. "Alright, I'll contact one of my guys and have him prepare a virus to wipe the pictures, as for you, find out Jason's schedule." Amara chuckles at her friend's commanding tone. "Yes ma'am." She said jokingly, standing up from the couch to head to her room.

However, as she passed by the couch, her leg happened to knock over the brown box she had seen there a few times and it's content spilled, exposing several grades of sex toys. Amara's eyes went wide and her head snapped lightening fast in Melanie's direction.

The brunette chuckled defensively. "Samples," She said, standing up to pack them back into the box. "I received them at work, but I have no use for them, so, I wanted to give it to you." "Give it to me? Firstly, why did you receive sex toys when you work in cosmetics?" Amara had a look of pure confusion on her face.

Melanie paused and there was a devilish glint in her eyes. "You don't want to know." She said, smiling.

Amara shivered. "Keep those away from me."

"Really?" Melanie chased after her with the box in her hand. "You should try one you know."

"No."

"Why? I'm sure you haven't gotten any good action in past couple of months and from the looks of it, you don't plan on getting anything."

When they walked into Amara's bedroom, Melanie dumped the box on her bed, causing a couple of them to spill out. When Amara glanced at the toy this time however, she blushed.

"You're too innocent." Melanie teased, taking one of the toys and playing with it. "What's wrong with a vibrator or a dildo? They are perfectly normal."

"For you, maybe," Amara turned around, avoiding the toy that was being waved in front of her. "I'd rather go without, thank you very much."

"That's what I told myself in my early years," Melanie sighed, looking a

little nostalgic. "But then I got old,

and realized how great toys were And how greatly they help to relieve stress. Hey, hey!" She called and tossed one of the toys at Amara when she turned around

Amara caught it f r a few seconds before putting it down on her bed. "Alright, out, get out."

“Don't be like that, try one, you might just like it." Melanie teased, laughing at Amara's beet red face.

"I'm serious Melanie, get out of my room or I'll shove that toy down your throat."

Melanie continued to chuckle, but she did eventually leave.

When she was alone, Amara eyed the toy that had rolled close to her feet and blushed even harder, her face feeling hot.

Gosh, she needed a bath to calm down.

With Melanie gone and the thought entertained, Amara stripped and went into the shower. Twenty minutes later, she stepped out feeling refreshed, but the first thing she spotted was the toy lying on the bed, innocently.

Slowly drying the water off her body, Amara couldn't help but stare at the toy.

The urge she felt to pick it up intensified when she recalled the movie she and Melanie had watched the night before.

It was safe to say there was enough scenes in Challengers' to make one wet between the legs. Even now as she thought back to that one scene, she felt heat rising in between her legs.

After a while, Amara approached the toy and picked it up, she examined it and felt her cheeks warm.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Perhaps it wasn't such a bad idea.