“Ryan baby, wake up.” Gabriel says kissing me. I slowly come out of sleep. I blink looking at him confused. He’s sitting next to me on the bed. He’s fully dressed in sweats and t-shirt. Why isn’t he naked? We went to sleep butt naked last night.
“What time is it?”I ask looking out the window, it’s still dark. Am I missing something? Today is Sunday, we have nowhere to go. So why do we need to wake up early?
“5:59.” He says touching my face softly. I lean into his touch closing my eyes, feeling sleep come back slowly. I don’t want to get out of bed, it’s so comfortable here.
“I want to show you something.” He says and I groan. Can’t it wait? I don’t want to go anywhere.
“Right now?” I ask and he chuckles softly, I open my eyes looking at him. He’s not budging; he really wants me to get out of bed. I sit up slowly and stretch. He looks at my nak
One year later “Gabriel what do you have planned tonight?” I ask my husband when he leads me into the garden in my pyjamas. It’s a Friday night and in our household, it means an adventure is due. We work hard during the week so that we can take time out on the weekends and have fun. We’ve been having these epic weekends since the day we got married. Gabriel and I have taking turns planning incredible dates. It can be a weekend long affair or just one night. As long as we show the love we have for each other; we have created so many memories together. It feesl like I’m living s dream. Gabriel is the ultimate romantic, he comes up with these incredible and thoughtful dates. I’m good at planning a great night but this man takes my breath away every time. Sometimes it’s not even about what we do, he has a knack for knowing what I need at the right moment. “I thought we would have a simple night in. I heard that tonight would be a good night to stargaze.” He says leading me into the gar
“Hey Ryan” my brother Zan’s voice comes through the speaker when I answer the phone. I look around the now empty office echoes, it’s 15 past knockoff and I’m still here. My boss would curse me out if he knew I was still sitting here. He is a firm believer in work-home balance. He doesn’t want overworked employees, the thought of anyone working past the allocated working hours hurts him physically. Those are his own words, I am not exaggerating. I work at a tech company as the CEO’s personal assistant. My boss Maximus, but we call him Max is the coolest person I know. He made a fortune creating high-tech security gadgets, he’s a genius and he knows it. But not in an irritating type of way, he’s wealthy and smart but he’s cool. He treats all his employees well. In fact, he treats all human beings well. I love working here and I love my job, which is why I start gathering my stuff so I can leave. I shut down my computer at the thought of having another painstakingly long conversation wit
When I get home I get through my night just as I predicted, bath, dinner: bed then Netflix. Half way through an episode of The prodigal son, I find my self bored out of my mind. I just can’t seem to get my mind to settle. “I need sex” I say to the empty room and naturally my hand snakes down to my pussy over my pyjamas . And my she’s so hot, I can feel my pussy’s heat through my pyjama pants.“Oh my, why are you so hot? ” I ask my pussy as if it’s a person.“Why are you doing this to me, you know we don’t have anyone to play with. He left cause we didn’t want to commit, you know that.” I continue as if someone’s going to answer me. I slowly rub over my pussy and it spasms lightly.I scream into my bedroom feeling each and every sound, breathe, touch of my sheets.“ Fuck has it really been that long since I got laid?” I ask genuinely concerned for my health. I know it’s only been a month but yoh! My pussy is acting up.I reach for my phone, I need to fin
Thursday is the busiest day of the week and being executive assistant to the CEO means I have to be on my toes all the time. If I’m on a 100 then my boss is on a thousand. It’s halfway through the day and we’ve been in one meeting after another. At this point, we’re ready to pass out but we won’t be doing that. “What time did you leave here yesterday? “ My boss asks looking down at a handful of papers he’s reading through. Clearly, the contents of the documents are not that interesting if he’s asking me about my knock-off time. “A little after 4:30,” I say not even trying to lie. He already knows the answer he just wants me to know that he knows. He frowns as a sign of disapproval. My phone rings at that moment saving me from a long lecture. “Hello,” I answer getting up to get some privacy. “Hi, may I please speak to Ryan?” a deep voice says on the other end of the phone. Chills run down my spine immediately. “This is she.” I reply “Ryan it’s Gabriel your brother’s friend. “ “
The next morning I wake up feeling relaxed, I slept very well last night. I muse as I stretch feeling good “Nothing like a good night’s sleep to reset,” I say out loud as I get out of bed to get ready for the day. My message notification pings and I reach for it. And the text reads. I wanted you to know that seeing you yesterday was the highlight of my day. It’s always good to see you. I would love to take you out sometime if you’re game – Gabriel I stare at the text for a good five minutes before I start moving again. I need to get ready to leave if I want to get home before the days end. I put the text behind my mind and get on with my day… By the time I look at my phone it’s 3:00 in the afternoon. It’s been 7 hours since the text. I got home two hours ago. I’m sitting in my parent’s sitting room and the whole room is littered with people. All of them speaking at the same time, all of them wanting to be heard. I am sitting on a sofa on the far side of the room listening and
It’s been a 5 days since I got back from visiting my parents and tonight is the fateful night. I’m standing in front of mirror staring at my reflection. I am fully dressed and ready to go but I can’t seem to get out the door. I want to go see Gabriel, what would that mean? I get that it’s just drinks but so much goes into hanging out with him. He’s my brother’s friend and that means something to me. But I do want to go see him, curiosity and a whole bunch of stuff are going off in my head. I look at myself even more in the mirror, the flawless makeup, my full plump lips. I smile at myself as if I made the decision already. I turn and reach for my purse. I leave before I change my mind, what do I have to lose? If I don’t like the situation I leave, delete his number, and block him. End of story. I get to the hotel and stand at the entrance of the restaurant wondering what I’m doing here. I start walking into the restaurant deciding not to chicken out. I look around the beautiful and
I look at Ryan’s beautiful eyes and I can see all the emotions she’s feeling, her body is giving me all the right signals but I can see a struggle in her mind. She leans back from me lightly touching her neck. I smile at her to put her at ease. I know I should have given her some space. I went in too hard too quickly. It’s just that when I saw her tonight, my body took over my mind an all I could think is“ I want you ”. Of course I can’t say that to her that would scare the shit out of her, but looking at her right now I know I went too far. “I’ll think about it” she says after a long pause. Her eyes dart from my eyes to my lips and then she looks away. “Aside from dancing what else do you want to do?” I ask her trying to move the conversation on. I don’t want her to get too uncomfortable and leave. “Uhm… I don’t know. I like the idea of surfing but the ocean is nothing to play with” she says returning my gaze. Suddenly she has this look on her face. As if she suddenly decided to t
“Should we go? I don’t want to keep you any longer” Gabriel says standing he takes a large gulp of the rest of his drink. I look at him a little confused, his emotions switch up so much he’s starting to give me whiplash. He walks behind my chair and gently pulls it out gently as I stand up, I reach for my purse and stand next to him. I lean back so I can see his face and I am instantly reminded of how tall this man is. I am wearing the tallest stilettos I own and they are tall and he still makes me look tiny. My eyes go from his eyes to his mouth and for a moment I want to kiss him and I can tell he’s waiting for me to but I chicken out. “I should go, if I want to function at work tomorrow,” I say more to myself than to him. Being around him is confusing to say the least but I like his vibe, there’s something about being around him that makes sense to me. Right here standing next to him I suddenly understand what he meant when he said he’s drawn to me. I can feel the light zap of elec