004 So They Exist

Karen

I waited patiently for Oscar to visit. He finally arrived at eight in the evening. Oscar looked all casual and relaxed, and it made me wonder why he was so uptight at the office. He had come with wine, but my experience didn't make me so thrilled about it. I figured it might be a test and I was determined not to fail.

He sat on my couch, making himself comfortable. I didn't blame him for the arrogance, after all, he was the one paying for the apartment, and he owned the furniture too.

He handed me a pharmacy pack, and I saw some pills in it.

"You are to take one every day from the first day of your period, until our arrangement is over. I don't want anyone trying to trap me with a baby," he said arrogantly.

The feeling was mutual. I wouldn't want to carry his baby either. If it weren't for the shitty fate life had dealt me, I wouldn't even know him.

I collected the pack silently, but I refused to say thank you. I got a bottle of water from the fridge and took a sip. I didn't intend on getting tipsy and causing trouble for myself. He had tried to fire me once, I was not going to let him succeed at getting rid of me. All I needed was six months and I will misbehave and get myself fired.

"Find me a corkscrew," he ordered me, and I went to get one from the kitchen cabinet immediately. I brought the corkscrew with a glass. I believed by bringing just one glass, my stance about the drink would be clear. He was going to have to drink his wine alone. I wondered if he would fare better than I did and If he would fire himself, hypocrite.

He opened it and poured himself a drink. I stood and stared at him nervously. The truth was that I had never been alone with a man before, but he had no business knowing that.

There was a possibility he wouldn't have hired me if he knew.

"Sit," he ordered me, and I sat on a separate couch.

"No, sit next to me," he ordered me, and I reluctantly sat with him.

"Do you have sexual desires?" He asked me, and I didn't know how to answer. He was being too damn forward. A man like him that has everything must have never needed to be careful with words.

"What you saw today got you excited," he stated, and I just looked at him. I wasnt excited about it but I did not want to give the wrong answer.

He cupped my breasts with both hands and squeezed gently. I felt awkward. I had the urge to slap his hands off me, but I restrained myself. I had signed an agreement after all. All I had to do was endure, but I knew it would be difficult.

" Your breasts are quite big," he said, looking amazed. I was a size 'D', but it was no big deal.

"Take care of me tonight," he said and leaned back on the couch to relax.

I did not know what to do. I did not know where to start. I had never done this before. My hands began to shake when I touched his shirt.

"Why are you jittery?" he asked.

"I, I, I, " I tried to speak.

"What is it?" He asked impatiently.

"I don't know what to do, sir," I confessed, and I saw shock written on his face. he sat up immediately.

"Are you serious?" He asked, almost laughing at me, and I felt the blood rising to my cheek.

I knew it was weird. A 25-year-old virgin was hard to come by, but that was my reality. I had never been with a man before.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked me, and I nodded reluctantly.

"Unbelievable." He said, surprised. I did not know if he was surprised or angry so I sat still.

"Why didn't you tell me when I offered you this job?" he asked me, and I looked away.

"I only offered you the job because I knew your status, and girls like you go around a lot," he explained, and I began to boil from anger, but I tried to control it.

"Are you lying to me so you won't do anything with me?" He asked, and I shook my head.

Then he became serious.

"So, how were you planning to do the job?" He asked me. Which was a valid question judging by what I had just told him.

"I wasn't thinking, Sir. I just wanted to survive. My rent was due, I had no job and no one to turn to. You offered me a job, and so I took it." I confessed, and he stopped smiling. I could see the concern in his eyes.

"What do we do now?" he asked me.

"Can I take care of you as the blonde woman did?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"Dim the lights and let me see," he told me. I was reluctant, but I knew I had signed a contract, and I didn't want to be kicked out, therefore I dimmed the lights and undid my dress. I felt awkward and ashamed but I knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to see if I was telling the truth. This was awkward but I needed him to get it over with as quickly as possible. I had a boyfriend once but we only made out, nothing serious. As much as I wanted to give it up to him, I couldn't. I heard a voice in my head that ordered me to wait. The guy soon broke up with me and moved away. The voice that used to stop me from proceeding was silent now. Here, with Oscar in the apartment he paid for, with my clothes off, the voice was silent. Maybe waiting was no longer a good idea.

Oscar pulled me close and made me sit next to him. He was gentle about it, but I wasn't fooled. I knew he was trying to confirm for himself. He began to fondle my breasts with his tongue. Licking my nipples and sucking on them. I relaxed and felt a familar wetness between my legs. The type I always felt when making out with my ex or whenever I touched myself. It felt odd in the beginning, but soon felt nice. I now understood why the blonde was eager and why she was moaning. I was moaning too. He spread my legs apart and touched my sex. I felt uncomfortably shy, but what he was doing to my breasts made me not care much. The pleasure was overriding my judgment. He put his finger in me and then stopped. He got up and stepped back.

I was already dizzy from what he was doing. His stopping suddenly, bugged me a bit.

"You weren't lying," he affirmed and I wanted to say something when he spoke abruptly.

"Dress up, quickly" he told me, and I did as he said, but secretly I had enjoyed what he did. I didn't know I was capable of feeling this kind of pleasure. No wonder the voice in my head was silent.

The moment I finished dressing, I heard a commotion out the door, and Oscar stood on alert. I put myself behind him, while he stood facing the door, ready to fight. What the hell was happening? I became scared.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"Stand behind me," he ordered, but it wasn't his voice. It was a growl. The sound of his voice made me look at him very well. I didn't know when I began to scream.

Oscar looked half-man, half-wolf. Like in the movies. I wanted to bolt when someone kicked the door open, and another half man, half wolf stepped in.

I began to scream. I screamed so loud till I could no longer hear my voice. Was I high on something? Was I seeing things? Was I dreaming? There were two werewolves in my apartment. One of them had just finish fondling me. I screamed.

Oscar, being a bigger and stronger looking werewolf, managed to snap the neck of the wolf that had kicked the door open, but I heard more snarling in the hallway, and I knew they were coming towards my apartment. I didn't know when I peed on myself.

Oscar lifted me and stood at the window.

Was he crazy? He wanted to jump. We were on the sixth floor. The moment he jumped, I screamed. I held onto him tightly. He landed on his feet and started running with me in his arms. I had started crying by then. I heard the wolves chasing us.

What had I gotten myself into?

"Keep quiet," Oscar growled, and I swallowed my next scream.

He ran with me to the park, crossed it and went into the forest, then put me down. He turned back to his normal self, but he was shirtless.

"Do you know them?" He asked me, and I wondered what sort of a stupid question was that. I was the one that was supposed to ask him if he knew them.

"No, do you?" I asked him. I was scared. Who would have guessed that the man that hired me as his mistress was a werewolf. Luck was not really on my side. How was I going to deal with this? Now that I knew his secret, would he let me keep my life?

"Seriously, Hunter, do you know them?" He asked me on a more serious note.

"How am I supposed to know them? Up until this night, I have never seen a werewolf in my life. I didn't even know they existed." I complained.

"Karen, please be honest with me," he said, holding me in an attempt to calm me down. I was frantic and shaking from fear.

"Do you know them?" He asked me, and I shook my head, trying to steady my breath. I was already hyperventilating.

"Are you in trouble with anyone? Is anyone after you?" He asked me.

"I said no!" I snapped, losing my mind. What I had just seen was too much for me to handle.

"I don't know anyone. I have no family. I have no friends. I have nothing. So, Oscar, no! I don't know them." I yelled and then began to cry. Why was I always unlucky?

"You are the one that is a werewolf. They must be your associates," I said, stating the obvious.

"No, Karen," He said very gently, trying to calm me down. "They were not after me. They were after you."