CHAPTER SEVEN

Ezekiel slowly placed her on the bed so she could catch her breath; he lay on the bed with arms spread out and a hard Penis. Kenzie took hold of his penis and slid into her hole in a cowgirl reverse position, and Ezekiel spanked her ass as she ground him slowly before Ezekiel met her pace with genital making flapping sounds. 

"Give it to me, baby, my bitch," Ezekiel managed to say as he was caught in the ecstasy of unparalleled pleasure. After a while, Ezekiel switched positions again. He turned her over, entering her from behind in the doggy position; this time, his cum was building, and he could release it. He jerked as hot white fluid splashed on Kenzie's pussy, while he held his waist for support. The white cum came like a flood before sprinkling in drops. He removed his dick and stroked her warm and enlarged clit; Kenzie was impatient about the tease, she grabbed it and slid it in. Ezekiel was a bit weak, but he had to be a man; he thrust speedily with his last strength, and just in the nick of time to give up, Kenzie hit her climax with a squirt splashing on his face. They both collapsed helplessly on the bed.

            

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Despite a slight headache, Elena woke up feeling refreshed and with a smile on her face. She quickly rose from bed to satisfy her hunger but hadn't yet decided on what to eat, as waking up at 6 a.m. was a regular occurrence for her. Having eaten and bathed, she prepared for work but could not locate the bag she had used the day before. Rather than dwell on it, she grabbed another bag and headed downstairs.

As she searched, she stumbled upon her bag and the jacket she had worn the previous day. Memories of the night before flooded her mind as if they were being downloaded into her subconscious. Seeing Ezekiel made her feel weak, uncertain of how he would react. Although he had been kind and responsible enough to help her home and even tuck her into bed, she felt nervous and curious about how he would perceive her after she had divulged her past experiences to him. "Get it together, girl" she gently patted her face on both sides as she stepped out the door.

………

Upon arriving at her office and setting down her bag, she headed to Ezekiel's office to inform him of her presence, per his customary instructions.

"It's quite okay how you never run tardy, no matter the case," he said, wondering how she must have dealt with the hangover from such strong alcohol.

"You're always here early, sir, so this much should be expected of me," she replied.

"Alright, good. You can go if there's nothing else." 

"Alright.. erm, thank you for helping me home yesterday night," she gave a slightly awkward bow.

"Yh, yh. It's not a big deal; if you want to repay me, then you now owe me a favor," he stated with his eyes squinted and a cute smirk.

Her sense of gratitude transformed into frustration. She had no desire to repay him, yet he was making wild assumptions and bold assertions. He had taken her to the place where she consumed alcohol and opened up about her suppressed emotions, yet now he was acting like a savior whose favor she could never repay quickly. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but there was just no way she could do that carelessly.

"I'm afraid there's nothing I could probably do that you won't be able to get by yourself." 

"Hmm… you're right, but I have ideas, so you don't have to think about them," he replied.

"What?" She looked at him with suspicion.

"Leave! You'll know when the time comes," he said, his eyes closed as he gestured for her to depart. He smiled, aware that his words were sufficient to make her think of him frequently. All he needed was to find a way to remind her that she owed him a favor periodically.

Elena became immensely curious about the ideas he claimed to have. It was no surprise that he had taken the opportunity to make her indebted to him; he was quite a cunning man. Upon arriving home that day, Elena discovered her front door unlocked. She stepped back in fear, as she could not recall leaving the door unlocked, and it was unlikely that she would have forgotten to do so. She proceeded cautiously, tiptoeing into her own house like a thief.

Elena went around the house to the back door, using her key to unlock it. As she approached the sitting room, she could hear the TV sound. She paused and listened, recognizing the voices she heard. It was then that she recalled her plans to meet with friends the previous night, having failed to inform them of her changed schedule

"Damn!" She tried sneaking up the stairs first, regretting that she had let them have her spare key. After changing her clothes and taking a slow bath, she came downstairs and surprised them with the white dress she had put on. The ladies were so shocked they couldn't scream because nobody opened the front door, and they didn't hear any sound from the gate.

"I almost ran away when I found my door unlocked. Luckily, it's just you, babes," she pouted. Trisha and Bella gave her a disappointed look. "Don't act dumb with us, " Bella broke the sudden silence.

"Alas! I'm sorry, as originally planned, I was on my way from work, but my boss made me stay back. He imposed an extra, unofficial working hour," she explained.

"So why didn't you tell us you fell in love with your boss after the date?" Trisha smirked.

"Nonsense! What on earth are you talking about? I was simply intoxicated and fell asleep; I was not in a rational state of mind at all," she attempted to explain, but her friends remained skeptical, casting her suspicious glances.

"Alcohol, you say?" Trisha asked.

"Keep confessing to us, girl," Bella added.

"Gosh! Could you stop it? Anyway, I'm sorry, I didn't remember anything. I just woke up this morning and left straight for work," Elena further explained. Despite her explanation, they still regarded her with skepticism. To assuage their doubts, she recounted every detail of what had occurred but omitted the part where Ezekiel had helped her to bed. Instead, she stated that she had not realized the strength of the alcohol until she had returned home.

"All I see is that he's interested in you," Bella winked.

"Most likely, at least it's clear he has some interest in you," Trisha added.

"Or maybe he just wanted to lessen the official boss-to-employee drama," Elena defended.

"By giving you such a sure kill alcohol?" Trisha flashed a funny look.

"I ordered it myself to feel more comfortable talking about that stuff," She said with a sober look.

Elena found herself trying to reason with her friends. While she may have had a subconscious admiration for Ezekiel, she was not willing to entertain the notion that he held any romantic interest in her. Besides, it was too easy for a wealthy and privileged man like him to discard her, just as her ex had done before. She was not  ready to become involved or attached to anyone again.