Benson twisted his face and held his lips together after Alita greeted him. They hadn’t talked that much in about two weeks, so it surprised him that she came to welcome him and say more than welcome. She asked about his day at work and if he had issues with anybody or not. He missed that warmth. It has only been cold and pale lately.
He was still speechless when he dropped his briefcase on the couch. He saw the bottle on the ground and looked at her, internally blaming the alcohol for the welcome he got, which he was thankful for. She held her fingers in front of her, pursed her lips, and looked away.
"Oops, you caught me," she said while playing with a strand of her hair, slowly swaying her body playfully. You might have been wondering why you are running low on a particular favorite brand of wine. Well, there you have it, "she pointed at the bottle on the ground. "Yep, I might have been drin
Benson waited there on the couch, waiting for her to return so they could pick up where they left off. He waited patiently till he couldn't anymore. He rose from his chair and made his way to Julie's room. He noticed her asleep next to Julie's bed, seated on the ground with her head on the side of the bed.A part of him scowled and raged at Julie for screaming at such an inconvenient moment. He had a distinct impression that they had or were about to have a moment before she did. But as he watched Alita sleep, he smiled and made peace with how everything turned out.She was as much a beauty when she sleeps as she was awake. Benson stood by the door, leaning on the frame and crossing his hands over his chest as he studied both she and Julie.Julie was quiet and breathing steadily. You could feel her innocence in her breath. She was basking
26.Alita knew Benson was by the door watching her as she laid down by the bed. A position she had quickly morphed into to pretend she was asleep when she heard him coming.Alita was glad Julie had screamed when she did. She knew she could not have resisted him when he held her waist like that.When she ran into the room to tend to Julie, she was so thankful that she picked her up and smothered her face with kisses before noticing she had wet herself and was screaming in discomfort and hunger.Alita could still feel Benson's hands on her waist. The way he gripped her, holding her down like that flipped a switch in her body. She suddenly became warmer as a chill ran down her spine. Her face flushed and she remained still, savoring the feeling of his manly hands holding her down. She had pictured his hands holing her ways way too many times for her not to be affected by the reality of it at that
Benson pushed the door to the suite he had bought off for just himself. He smiled at the interior as his eyes darted through the familiar decor, the leather cushions, the chandelier with blue lighting, and the glass tables. He had redesigned the room to his taste. This was where he had most of his one-night stands over the years. He did sleep with some of the women a couple of times but soon got bored of them.As with all of the ladies that entered the room, this one too was overwhelmed by the sight that welcomed her. His suite was totally different from the already expensively decorated rooms. Her feet felt warm on the shiny wooden floor, her eyes caught the king-sized bed and she smirked. The walls were painted white. As you would guess, Benson's love for art followed him even to where he only cane to bang chicks for fun. He had a lion painted on the side of the wall that was adjacent to the door.She gulped a
Alita sat there surprised, confused, and shocked to her bones, completely disappointed in herself for being so careless. But she was drunk and horny.She was clueless as to what to do so she just sat still wishing it was a dream and she'd blink and snap back to reality.Her heart raced as her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. What would she say or do that would make sense at that moment? She was taken aback by the mind bogging look on his face. He was looking at her exactly how she would stare at a cheeseburger anywhere she saw one. It scared her but she didn't know what to do.She wanted to say something but silence arrested her. She just sat there, knowing that her legs were still parted and he could see her pussy. She had never been so still for so long in her life.Suddenly Benson took a step forward. Her eyes grew bigger. She was more perpl
Alita's eyes searched the bed for her phone. It must have gotten lost in the action. She spread her fingers on the bed and moved her hand around feeling for her phone. After a few frustrating swipes and hovers on the bed, she found her phone, double-tapped the screen and the screen lit up. She saw the time and felt her heart skip a beat. It was past the time she normally leaves with about two hours. She hissed and threw the phone away, her eyes followed it to see where it landed because she didn't want to look for it again.She usually called Sarah to tell her she wasn't coming home so she knew Sarah would be wondering why she wasn't home yet. Alita hadn't planned to but the only reasonable thing to do was a sleepover at Benson's and not go home.She was dazed about what had just happened and her usual over analytic self was preying on her at the moment.She didn't know whether to feel bad or not abou
Benson didn’t see Alita’s text until he was already at work and on his way to the boardroom for a meeting with his board of directors. He just saw her name pop up on his screen and thought it wise not to read it so he could preserve his sanity for the meeting.He managed to keep his mind from wandering into wondering what the content of the text was until after the meeting. As soon as he was settled down in his office, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and swiped up to unlock it. His heart raced when he saw the first words in the text before tapping on the notification to open the message.As he read it, his heart sank. It was exactly as he feared. She was now avoiding him. He knew he shouldn’t have done what he did. He should have left and he really wanted to but his body screamed at him and kept him still, standing there and watching her. He could only barely remember some parts of what had happened but he did remembe
Alita hated herself for keeping the truth from Sarah but she had no choice. It dawned on her that she hadn't told Sarah right from the onset. Things were complicated now. She kept telling herself that she didn't lie. After all, withholding the truth is not exactly lying, is it?She was in tears of different pain than the shallow tale she told Sarah. Yes, she wanted to know if he truly liked her, and yes she was falling for him too but the circumstance had taken a thicker hide. She wanted to ride the waves like she naturally does but it all happened suddenly.She wore her headphone and played her favorite playlist of sad songs until she fell asleep.Sarah came back and met her fast asleep. She checked around and found that Alita hadn't had anything to eat but morning coffee. She went to the kitchen to prepare something for them to eat. She was confused about which fry dish to make and
32"Where has she gone to," Benson muttered as he parked in his garage.He knew she had blocked and it bothered him. He feared she wouldn't come back. He'd not be surprised if she did. It would be typical of her. She was different from all the women he had had. They always wanted more either because of his enormous cock or his money. But Sarah was different. He knew she could decide to stay away from him for what he did.He felt helpless whenever he thought about it. If he had been a tad bit more responsible, everything would be normal. But he was helpless and not in control of himself. He blamed what happened on the alcohol that he took but deep down he knew he wanted to have her badly. He also knew the chances that the same 5hjnh would happen if he wasn't drunk were very high. He felt disappointed in himself self. Like, he had refused so many women in the last, some of which were named in front