[katalina]Friday night came.I lost count of how many hours I’d been staring at my reflection in the mirror.Never been this conscious and excited at the same time. The clothes on me were bought by my boss. None other than Hunter.As always, the price tag was still intact. This makes me wonder if these are all free or if they would be deducted from my salary.Hunter received my message already. Regarding that matter. But it has been a couple of minutes passed and not a single reply came to my inbox.He must be busy or getting ready or whatever in between.Putting on a glossy red lipstick on my lips making my whole appearance better. Smokey eyes, beach wave hair, red glossy lips, and a black body con dress.The four-inch pumps make my height a bit taller. Not that these heels would hinder me from walking normally.Took a quick glance at my appearance in the mirror before I decided to sit on my bed, waiting for Ian to come to pick me up.An hour before seven, I finished preparing.Inst
[katalina]“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” asking Ian before entering the club.He shook his head. “Boss didn’t invite me either. And if he would, people like me don’t fit in.”Ian winked at me and drove his car away.The bouncer stood in the doorway. “ID please.”Handing him what he needed so I can enter.The blaring sound of music filled the room. Various scents of cologne wafted in the air. Cigarette smoke too.By observing, it’s easy to identify that most of these clubgoers are high-end. Meaning, they are successful in life. While I, on the other hand, is stealing someone’s identity just to succeed in my mission.Exposing the billionaire.“Amanda! Hey!”Amidst the loud noise, my ear followed where the voice came from. On my left side, Hunter, Matthew and two other more men were sitting at a table.Waving my hands at them and dragged my feet closer to their spot.“Hi!” smiling from ear to ear as I greeted them.Matthew cleared his throat. “You look stunning, Amanda.”“Thanks
[katalina]“A-Are you okay? Do you need something?” I asked nervously.Hunter looked at me as if he was a predator, hunting his prey.I gulped and stood. “Excuse me.”The place was too crowded. Pushing myself in just to arrive where I’m supposed to. My feet dragged me inside the comfort room.Staring at my reflection in the lavatory and inhaling deeply.Why do I feel horny with his eyes? Something is itchy inside me that not my hands could scratch! Fuck it!A lady exited from the cubicle, leaving me alone in the comfort room.Turning the faucet on and wetted my hands. Spritzing my face with droplets of water just so my head would clear out from imagining my boss naked and to cool down my libido.The door opened. And I heard it locked.My mind was too preoccupied with my thoughts. Not a chance did my mind paid attention around me.I’m on the verge of wanting Hunter to bone me. The opposing word that I was saying weeks ago!Like what the hell!? Not a chance would I want that man! Perhap
[katalina]Hunter pressed his body against mine. My body shivered. Feeling his hard bulge, poking on my thigh. Our kisses went deeper. I could taste the beer he was drinking.His hands cupped my ass cheeks. Kneading it like a dough. While my hands were squeezing on his biceps. My lips quivered, parting slightly as his kisses trailed down my neck.“H-Hunter,” I moaned his name. He looked at me. “We should go to my room.”A nod was my response. Hunter carried me like a sack of rice. I squeaked.He locked the door as we arrived in his bedroom. The exact room where we first met. He threw me in bed.Hunter took off his coat. Next his necktie down to his pants.It was hard for me to picture his body in dim light. To my surprise, he turned it on. “I prefer with lights.”His body is a work of art. Six-pack abs, hairy chest — everything about him was delectable. My eyes rounded.The billionaire slowly removed his boxers. His cock bounced like a spring. Standing tall proudly.“Oh my gosh,” I gu
[katalina]“Your hymen is… twitching,” Hunter placed his hands on my breast as he licked my pussy.“Fuck!” I moaned. His tongue, swirling inside me is the best! That explains why most of my coworkers are fond of sex.Never knew in my whole god damn life that sex was this amazing!“W-Woah! H-Hunter,” my toes curled in the air. Something inside me is going to come out. Is this piss?Our gazes met. “I-I think I’m pissing and I’m losing control. G-Get out,” I warned him.But a naughty wink was his response. Damn you, Hunter! Don’t complain if my piss tastes bad!“Oh, shit, Hunter!”I can’t hold it anymore. I’m releasing it!“Ohh,” my body tensed.Hunter slurped all the juices that came out from my pussy. He found his way to my lips and I answered his kisses.He pulled away from me. “It’s not a piss. That’s orgasm.”I could taste how sweet my juice is.“Oh,” my cheeks flushed. He softly chuckled and lay beside me. “How about you make me cum using your mouth?”“C-Cum?”“Yeah. Like the orgas
[katalina]Sunlight caressed my eyelid.What time is it now? What happened?Those were the questions that popped inside my head. Confusion has gotten all over me.I felt tired. As if participating in a marathon.Remaining my eyes closed, I pulled the warm teddy bear closer to my body.My forehead creased.Why is this teddy bear warm? Did I forget to turn on the air conditioner last night? And… why does he smell so good? Like I am certain that I smelt this scent before. My mind in the morning is just juggling, unable to realize and process things quickly. Moving my head closer to the teddy bear.Why is there a strand of hair touching my nose? And it smells like a men’s deodorant.My heart pounded fast when I heard a snore.Oh shit! What did I do last night? What the hell did I do last night!? I was too nervous to open my eyes. Nor to move a single limb. Fright, bewilderment and the feeling of taking a piss every morning has mixed in my emotions.My soul almost left my body when a bi
[katalina]My eyes are swollen. Staring at the television non-stop. I forgot to mention that my tears are uncontrollable too.For others, the dilemma of my tears is shallow, but my level of sensitivity does not compromise with others.It sucks that my head tells me my mission is over and my undercover was a failure. Whatever I said in the past about enjoying the journey and stuff about my undercover, indeed, regrets don’t always come first.The bags of chips and cans of soda were scattered on the floor. It has been a week since my feet stepped inside the bathroom. I don’t need someone telling me how my odourC badly reeks.Lazy, tedious, exhausted, broken, and miserable in one. Every night, falling asleep has been so hard. It drains the hell out of me.On the other hand, I don’t know if I should be relieved. Hunter bombarded me with messages, expressing his concerns about my absence from his company.Yes. I didn’t show up. He doesn’t need an explanation. What the hell would I tell him?
[hunter]It’s the fourth meeting in the morning.Seven days since I last saw Amanda.Where is she now? Is she mad at me? The exact question that travels in a circle inside my head. Her whereabouts are out of my reach.The previous three meetings were nothing for me. My mind couldn’t process what the speaker said or would I want to understand every single bit of our conference.Amanda occupied my thought and my h…It’s too early to say. But the excitement and thrill rushing through my veins when she’s around is unexplainable.Whenever we’re together, the paperwork are easy to accomplish, and the hardest days seemed light.By far, she was the best personal assistant I have ever had.Well, never had one. My business has just started blooming. And at my peak of success, faith brought Amanda in my life.Sometimes, I look up in the sky if I deserve Amanda on top of my success.The night we met was unforgettable.I find it hard to believe that she was lost at first.Well, the first week I s