Chapter 5
Of course, the Creeper was giving me a knowing smile....how did they come here before me?
Did it take that long for me to get my Venti white chocolate mocha, quad shot, ten pumps of sugar-free vanilla, extra hot, no whip made with almond milk? I always ordered it, and by now, the guys at the coffee store knew me by name, face, and order. They were the only ones who missed me when I was out with the flu. Felt nice when they said, ", Hey, where have you been, long time...or I was starting to get worried you moved".
Coming back....why is he still staring, and why is she shooting daggers at me? Not like I'll touch that with a 10-foot stick.....Maybe he had a 10-foot shaft, with the bulge that was so apparent.....FOCUS AMARA and not on his stick but on something else like who do you think is the murderer... I have a little game where I write who the murderer is once I know the main characters. In this case, I think it's the mute Bodyguard.
The flight attendant smiled brightly at me with red lips and a perfect bun and led me to my seat, which was obviously in the same row as the Creeper and Barbie. I made eye contact when I put my carry-on in the overhead bin; she lifted her nose like she smelt something fowl, probably her companion, and he looked at my waist with dark heat as my ribbed tank top rode up a bit when I was putting my stuff away. CREEEPERRRRR! I narrowed my eyes at the two and sat in my seat, planning on ignoring them the rest of the trip, but It wouldn't be that easy. After the first drinks service, I was still nursing my white wine when Barbie abruptly stood up and strode towards the bathroom.
Creeper followed and closed the bathroom door, but not all the way. Since I was the only one and the seat next to me was empty, I had a personal viewing of their induction into the mile-high club; wait a minute, by the looks of them arranging themselves in this tiny bathroom like Tetris tiles, they definitely had done it before inside an airplane, It was my first time, watching at least. She turned around, and he plucked and twitched her nipples which were on full display while she bent over a little, and he unzipped and thrust his cock inside her; I couldn't see him; she was blocking my view, and the door wasn't all the way ajar. But I could tell the moment I heard her gasp it was in. My cheeks flamed, and I couldn't look away like a car wreck...suddenly my ears filled with constricted moans due to his hand on her mouth, but I could tell she had reached her orgasm. He pushed her down on her knees, and she went happily on the filthy bathroom floor; I almost gagged, but I heard her gagging too and realized she had his cock in her mouth, and all I could see was her head bobbin. I followed my gaze all the way to Creeper's face.....big fucking mistake; I could see him staring at me through the small opening of the door. He looked down, and I followed his gaze like I was in a trance, and he took his glorious cock out and slapped her face with it.....what parallel universe had I entered?
Why was I looking, and why was I wet between my tights.... his brash show of sex was something I never thought would excite me, but it did. Finally, he threw his head back and came inside her mouth, she swallowed, of course, and he patted her face and kissed her long and deep. Finally, I looked away, and they came outside and took their seats. The elderly flight attendant gave them a stink eye but said nothing.
I put my eye mask on, snuggled in the blanket, and Dozed-off. All this was too much for my virgin non-trusting heart.
Chapter 6What the fuck just happened? I was so damn Horny ever since I caught Amara's sight when she saw me and the society girl at the boarding gates. She was like a bit of a faun caught in the headlights.As luck would have it, we were seated in the same row in first class, She was sitting on the aisle seat, and the seat next to her was empty, and society girl and I were in the center two seats; she created quite a fuss for us to sit together, and the seats next to us were empty too. When she cupped my dick before walking into the bathroom next to Amara on purpose, thinking my hard-on was for her, I still followed. I had to get off because looking at the Innocent little beauty in the next seat made it painful for me to sit. The door was ajar, probably society girl's doing, laying claim on me, so childish...she didn't realize that Amara had already claimed my mind without even laying a finger on me, without saying a wor
Chapter 7I woke up to the flight attendant gently nudging me awake; apparently, I had missed dinner, and even the breakfast service was about to be missed.I took my breakfast and some coffee. Instinctively I looked over and saw Creeper and Barbie had moved to a cozier setting, laughing and being playful. His gaze barely noticed me," I should be relieved," I said to myself instead; I missed his attention. Was I that shallow?I tuned them out, but my gaze drifted towards Creeper; where did I know him from....did he know me?? Panic gripped my nerves, and I looked at him again, this time catching his gaze while he was leaning toward Barbie; he frowned a bit, trying to decipher my gaze, and then suddenly, he was kissing Barbie, and he winked at me. I felt heat creeping up my face. You have got to be kidding me; this had to stop. This weird push and pull we had going on.Finally, the pilot announced the landing, and I had been a little ner
Chapter 8Amara slept throughout our flight, fueling the little fire simmering in my mind because of her constant arrogance and dismissal towards me. She was obviously attracted to me, I wasn't thinking about marrying her, but we could have fun at this boring family event, only if she'll let up and put out. I decided to concentrate on Nat; she was sure shot and would be fun at the wedding. She didn't seem so insufferable after all.Mom at least chose her for her body, I guess. Fake tits and all, but still banging. I could have fun with Amara and still Marry Nat. The plan might come to fruition when Nat asked if I wanted to make out; why the fuck not.... my gaze landed on Amara and her pensive expression, Almost as if she was thinking about me and my lack of attention towards her, was bothering her. I couldn't help but smirk and wink at her....while Nat kissed and tugged on my lips, all I could think about was Amara and th
Chapter 9 The moment we entered the town car, The color from Amara's face drained, and she looked like the world had ended for her...I might just have because Nat being the bitch ignored her, and I sat there smirking. I added fuel to the fire when Nat suddenly straddled me as the car pulled out from the VIP parking and made its way toward the hotel. " Yes babe, god, you are so perfect," was all I could say when Nat sat on me, and her cunt swallowed up my cock to the hilt. The girl had talent. My eyes locked on Amara, looking everywhere but at us, blushing profusely like a little prude. My fingers dug into Nat's meaty ass; it felt jiggly like silicone but not like the real deal that Amara hid beneath those shorts. Yeah, she had changed into this cute little beachy resort-y outfit, the fuck if I knew what it was called, but I could imagine all the easy access points it provided to Amara for a quickie. She looked fuck
Chapter 10All my excitement drained the moment Creeper and Barbie waltzed inside the Town car. My mood was suddenly sullen, so much so that even wearing my limited edition Dior halter top with shorts from their resort wear line that I managed to get my hands on our trip to Dubai- didn't cheer me up. I was so excited and had almost forgotten about these two.Next thing I know, Barbie is straddling Creeper, and suddenly his dick is out and inside her....I guess underwear is optional for some people, especially Barbie. I can feel his gaze on my burning a hole in me, my own need starting to pool between my legs...Was I a voyeur? Did people having sex in public places turn me on? Was I a bigger pervert than these two? Was he gonna spank her? The way his fingers dug into her Ass cheeks, I was almost waiting for the silicone to leak out...I knew Natasha from the SFO society pages, not that I read them; I did a paper on social m
Chapter 11Before I could shut up and gain control of my sassy mouth, I replied, "Someone who doesn't need to watch your sex life in the open. I prefer my pron in my room and with better-looking actors". Barbie saw red, her eyes were wide with anger, and she gritted her teeth to answer... I said," Careful now, don't grit them harder, or you might pop a veneer or maybe puncture your fake tits with all the grouping and squeezing he has been doing." again, shut the fuck, Amara, but it was like the flood gates opened and all the pent-up frustration came out. She almost lunged at me like a feral animal if it wasn't for Creeper's arms snaking around her waist.Suddenly the car stopped, and the door opened...Creeper and Barbie started fixing their clothes, and I took it as my queue to step out, grabbing my Dior Large Dior book tote with my name customized. I was barely on my feet when I was pulled into a hug by this petite little thing, Eva. She was glowin
Chapter 12I was still reeling in from Amara's answer to Nat; the girl had spunk and balls; I'd give her that. Dishing it out to a vulture-like Nat took some serious guts. I was still enjoying the banter when the car door opened, and I instinctively looked down to see if my junk was covered and if I was decent.Amara took this opportunity to slip past us, and I could see her genuine smile and her to-die-for dimples when she greeted Eva and Arman. I was looking at them through the tinted car window, and Nat was busy applying makeup, like a layer, unlike Amara, who was glowing naturally like a goddess.I caught sight of Arman asking Amara to call her..." Interesting, little brother, not so little after all," I thought. I was fixed on Amar's face when she saw Eva's security detail. All the women in our family had security detail with them. I couldn't read Amara's expression when she met the Bodyguard; maybe she thought it was unnec
Chapter 13The friend without family.....his words echoed in my head and hurt like a thousand knives slashing at me. His words stabbed my heart, and I felt heavy under the comments. All my accomplishments had meant nothing. I didn't have a family name to boast their stocks. It was OK to be a whore as long as I had the pedigree to back their share prices. I could see what it would be like here for me. Many men will be interested in me, and so will their moms, but once they learn about my unknown background and no family, they will see me as expendable, a plaything, and not a wife or a serious girlfriend.My vision blurred as Tears pricked my eyes...My gaze fell on Sher; he was reading my expression carefully but kept his distance. I could feel his gaze on me through his sunglasses. I was drifting, and his eyes were like the lighthouse light that I needed to ground myself. I didn't care about these people !! I didn't want to be their pla