sex-me boss.

When Olivia arrived in her room, she slid her dress down her body and was reminded of the handsome stranger’s gestures. She’d never fantasized about a man because none had ever made an impression on her, but now she couldn’t help seeing this handsome man worthy of Apollo again. She reminded herself that it was only a one-night stand and that all she had to do was forget about him and, above all, close her thighs because no man could yet be capable of giving her such pleasure and she was afraid of wanting to try and that it might be a bad experience like the ones before the stranger the night before. She ran off to the shower and took her time, but didn’t rub her body because she wanted to keep the marks of this man on her skin; his kisses, his caresses and everything else. After a good while under the spray, she left and returned to her room to collect her clothes when she saw her two friends sitting on her bed.

-But girls, I thought I’d asked you to wait for me in the living room and that I was going to take a bath.

-Yes, but it was a very long wait and we even ended up thinking you’d run away or been kidnapped.

-Are you serious? Like a stranger overtakes you in the living room to come into my room and kidnap me, or I’m at a height of over fifteen meters and I’m running away. I don’t know how many bottles you drank yesterday, but I think it’s still going to your head.

-And we don’t know what that man put you through, but we’re sure you were thinking about him in the shower. It never took you long to wash like that, Oli.

She blew out her breath, collected her clothes and returned to the bathroom, where she quickly put them on to satisfy her friends about what they wanted to know. As she brushed her hair, she pulled it back into a messy bun and returned to her room. They were still there, which didn’t surprise her at all.

-Tell us all about it now.

After several minutes of thinking, not knowing exactly what he was going to do, Damon picked up his phone and went into his address book. He was looking for the name with which he’d registered this girl’s number. He usually put booty call on all these girls’ contacts, and in fact there were already nearly a hundred booty calls in his address book, but he’d put radiant on his contact instead. He wondered where his head was at that moment to put it like that. Maybe because he was thinking with his member and not his head. He thought radiant was over-appreciating it when he didn’t even know what her face looked like, but her goddess body was just perfect. he decided to change it; sunbeam was pretty great; not that she was his sunbeam but his member’s because at least she’d been able to give him a desire no woman had ever managed to make him feel. Besides, given the pain he was starting to feel, it was certain that the boss agreed with him, this girl was his ray of sunshine. So he made the call and waited patiently to hear her bewitching voice.

Just as she was about to give her friends an answer, she heard her phone ringing from the living room, hurriedly got up to pick it up and her friends followed. When she picked up the phone, she spoke several times, but received no answer, thinking it was a mistake. Finally, the call cut out.

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-We thought it’d be better to talk about it in the living room, where we can keep an eye on the phone. Who was it anyway?

-a pimped-out number that dared to make me run to the point of treading on my ankle to tell me nothing. I swear, if I get my hands on this person, she’ll understand that I’ve got anger bubbling up inside me and I’d just like to get it out.

-We’re glad to hear it, but didn’t you think this could be the man of your torment?

She passed the girls and went to sit down. It was certain that Betty was still thinking in fairy tales, otherwise she wouldn’t be here saying that a man who’d slept with her as he did with everything feminine could dare to call her, he hadn’t even taken her number and just this truth hurt her so much she felt like crying.

-But Oli, what’s happened to you all of a sudden? why are you so sad?

She wanted to tell them what was upsetting her deep down, but she remembered the rule of the game: don’t fall in love. She couldn’t even remember when her last relationship was, so her heart wasn’t likely to succumb.

-I’m not sad, nothing’s happened to me, it’s just that I’ve got a headache from all the nonsense you girls have been saying. This man openly let me know that I was just another girl on his hit list, but I must admit that I had my best experience with him and I don’t regret that game. Maggie, do you remember when I told you that sex was just a story to burn off steam because it didn’t do any good?

-Yes, and you kept telling me I was wrong because you’d never felt anything, and I told you it was because you hadn’t found the right one yet.

-Yes, you were perfectly right, sex isn’t just about spending yourself, yesterday I knew that because you’ll never believe me if I tell you that it was this man’s magic fingers that gave me my first orgasm, the first orgasm of my entire life, girls, and then his member gave me three more. I thought I was going to go crazy, he was paying so much attention to me, which none of my exes had ever done during a sex session, can you believe it?

Shaken by sudden emotions that she herself didn’t understand at all, she snapped, which frightened her friends. Just one game, just one night, and everything was changing: her way of looking at sex and, above all, the power this stranger exerted over her despite his absence.