Maybe, just maybe, things would have turned out differently if he hadn’t left me. If we never broke up, my life might have been better or more normal. I was very tempted to think that it was his fault that I ended up the way I was. If I had been younger and less experienced, I would have thought exactly that. That it was all because he dumped me that I was forced to marry George to save my family’s face. Back then, I was too heartbroken to think straight or resist my parent’s proposal. The man that I chose out of my own free will had betrayed me and suddenly left. I was too shocked to even face reality and the mistake that I made. It made me lose all self-confidence that I could make any correct decisions in my life and that perhaps, my parents were the ones who knew better. If I had been younger, I would have pinned everything on Brandon as his fault. However, I was no longer that young, fresh, and green. I looked up and I couldn’t hold in my giggle and ended up laughing softly at
The desire that I sensed in his intense gaze made my heartbeat quicken despite the many times that I told myself silently in my head to remain calm. My lips felt dry, and my tongue instinctively moved to lick my lower lip. “Thanks for the advice, I guess. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave so you can get back to whatever it was you were working on,” I muttered softly as I tried my best to excuse myself. “One more thing before you go,” he said to halt my departure.This time it was Brandon who got out of his seat. I turned my head around as he walked toward the worktable in the room. To my surprise, he returned with a box. Brandon came to stand right in front of me before shoving the box toward me. “What is this?” I asked with a hint of suspicion. “Open it and you’ll see,” he said without answering my question. “Ok…” I murmured while feeling slightly confused. It was so like Brandon to be mysterious about everything. With what had just happened between us, I didn’t think
“Yes, and I like it that way as long as I’m the only one buying,” he replied without missing a heartbeat. I bit hard on my lower lip when I had to admit to myself that I had asked him the wrong question and had invited this misfortune upon myself. His hand around mine felt warm and his grip was firm as he pulled me after him toward his car. Something told me that he wasn’t kidding when he said that. I let out a sigh when I resigned myself to following him silently to his car. Fortunately, there weren’t many cars on the road and traffic was extremely light. That meant that it wouldn’t take too long for him to drop me off so that I could walk back to my place. It wasn’t like I was scared of him, but I did feel uncomfortable being in the enclosed space of the car with him alone. The revealing and brightly colored dress that I had on did not make me feel better and I wondered why I wasn’t smart enough to opt for a pair of pants and matching blazer instead. Everything might have been in
The lights turned green, and we were on our way again. Our brief yet intense conversation came to a pause. We were getting close to the intersection where Brandon would usually let me off so that I could walk back to my place. The night felt darker than normal, and I wasn’t sure if that was because of my mood or not. Not a lot of cars were on the road which thankfully made the traffic lighter than normal. “Should we go to your room? It’s supposed to be really close by, isn’t it?” he suggested seductively. I turned to give him a curious look. His sudden question came out of nowhere and it surprised me even more to find that he seemed quite serious about it. My lips curved into a smile before I automatically began laughing it off as a passing comment that didn’t mean anything. “Thanks for driving me back,” I said as I reached for the door. There was no point in delaying my departure any further. We had arrived at the spot where I was supposed to get off and so I should do exactly th
“What are you sorry about, Elena? Are you sorry for turning me down?” he asked.His cold and very calm tone made my body tremble, and I could feel myself sweating from my own nervousness. I wanted to answer him but then I realized that I didn’t know what I was sorry for. “Please let me go home. I’ll make it up to you another day,” I said to excuse myself for the day. I turned to reach for the car door and once again I felt his grip on my arm pulling me back. It was rare for Brandon to act persistent like this, and it just made me want to scream at him out of frustration. I whirled around to face him ready to do just that.“What is it that you really want?” I spat. “To have sex with you,” he replied smoothly.“You know well that that isn’t want I’m talking about…” I said through clenched teeth as my frustration quickly turned to anger. “What’s wrong, Elena? If you can do it with him in the hospital, surely, you can do it with me here in the car…” he said as he stared at me with a v
“Ahh…Adrian…” I moaned passionately as my hands clutched at his auburn red hair. I bit my lower lips to stifle my lewd moans as I spread my legs a little wider while Adrian buried his face in between my legs. His skillful tongue and lips continued to pay loving attention to my sopping wet pussy. I felt my nipples hardening as he ran the tip of his hot tongue up and down the length of the wet slit in between my legs. He’s turning me on so much. I’m already so wet for him and the places that he had touched, kissed, and licked felt like it was burning on fire. My legs felt weak, and my breathing was labored as I panted and moaned loudly in his office. When I visited him at the hospital and met him in his office, we had other plans in mind that did not involve him passionately kissing me before lifting me up onto his desk and seducing me like this. His tongue on my pussy lips felt amazingly pleasurable and I couldn’t wait for him to give me more pleasure. I whimpered his name and Adria
“Shall we head out now?” Adrian suggested.Oh…that’s right. Millie is waiting for us! My eyes widened at the realization. My shocked expression must have been clear since Adrian started laughing a little at me. His hands started pulling down my skirt from where it was hiked up around my waist down to its original position. Wait…where are my panties? Although my skirt was arranged to its normal position now, I didn’t have my panties on anymore. If I recalled correctly, Adrian had removed them before he started touching and licking my pussy. Where is it now? “Looking for this?” Adrian asked teasingly as he held up my hot pink lace panties. “…Yes” I replied as I reached out towards my panties.Just as my hand was about to reach its target, Adrian pulled my panties away from me. I looked at him with confusion at what he was doing. Now isn’t the time to play these games...“Hand it over…” I said as I pouted at him. “They’re dirty so I’m going to trash them…” Adrian stated matter-of-f
“Hi! Elena…” she greeted me before smiling sweetly my way. “Hi, Millie. Looking forward to the party?” I asked as I smiled back at her. She’s such a cute girl, really. It took quite a while for her to warm up to me and come to terms with the fact that I’m dating her father. Now, I could proudly say that we are on very friendly terms. “Yes! Let’s go!” Millie cried out cheerfully. “Right. Let’s go!” I also cried out excitedly as I mimicked her cheerful pose. Adrian took her hand and together the three of us walked to the car. The nanny helped put her backpack in the bag seat of the car along with Millie while Adrian and I rode in the front seats. At times like these, I couldn’t help but feel like we really were a family. Millie chatted away about some toys that she played with and what was happening at school with her friends. Adrian made appropriate comments here and there while I listened to their conversation. I felt a small tug on my hand and realized that Adrian had started h