I get out of the way of the cars just in time to catch a glimpse of him passing me in his latest year of gray Mercedes. Even though the car is moving, he stares at me through the open window ardently, then leaves the parking lot and reaches the street, speeding away in that beauty of a machine.
I can't help but sigh. And it was only then that I remembered to look around and make sure no one had caught us. Luckily, apart from the gloom that already dominates the place, there are no people close enough to recognize us.
I resume my walk, realizing that I've certainly missed the bus. However, I'm smiling, folding my hands behind my back and noticing that I don't really care. It was for a good cause. An excellent case, in fact. I have two options: wait for the next one, which will come in an hour, or walk home. It'll be about a 40-minute walk. But I feel refreshed and decide not to wait for the bus.
I know it must seem like I'm not in the best of moods, with that silly smile on my face, but… I can't get it off my lips. I think that in a few hours' time, I'll be back in bed with Brandon Reeves… I have to hold back the urge to do the victory dance again and again.
Some stores are still open, and I suddenly stop in front of a window, wondering what I'm going to wear for him that night? I haven't bought a new dress in months! Likewise, I wore my newest dress last time…
In front of me, a cobalt blue dress with flowing fabric and asymmetrical cuts catches my eye. It's too perfect! I keep imagining myself in it. It would look great on me. Biting my lip, I bent down to look at the label… and almost fell backwards! It costs almost half my salary! Maybe if I pay for it in a few installments… Hell, I want to look good for that man tonight and I deserve it! I haven't done anything crazy in a long time. This time, I'm going to let myself!
Brandon
When I reach the parking lot of my building, as soon as I turn the corner to get into one of my parking spaces, I catch a glimpse of Lee Ann. I brake sharply. I curse. Furthermore, I've managed to avoid that woman for days! She's banned from there too! How she got in is a mystery!
With no other way out, I finish putting the car in its place and jump out to face the storm:
" What do you think you're doing, blocking Nixon's promotion? " She attacks without preamble. She doesn't surprise me anymore.
" Are you talking about the promotion he tried to give himself? " I don't stop myself, I take the elevator in stride, with her in my wake, having trouble keeping up with me because of her very high heels. " Did he really think I'd let that happen?
" You know Nixon needs that money! He has a family to look after!
Of course the woman would use that letter! I stop immediately and stare at her.
" You know very well that his little girl is the only reason your son still has a job in one of my offices! It's not her fault that he has the father and mother he has! If it hadn't been for the little girl, he'd have been out on the street a long time ago!
" Well done! She requires that money!
Lee Ann is trying to appeal, but she's wrong if she thinks she'll get more from me! I know everything that happens to little Hannah; I make sure she's always well, even from a distance. I already pay an above-average salary to my half-brother's garbage so that she doesn't lack anything, and I make sure that the man and his crazy wife don't use it all up. That way, I know you don't really need that promotion. You just want more money and status. But you won't get it at my expense!
" I know that everything is fine with Hannah, as far as it goes, considering the parents she has! So don't try to use that letter on me! And I would never, in my right mind, allow someone like Nixon, with no training whatsoever, to hold such a high position in my company! " I head for the elevators again.
" Then raise his fucking salary! And raise my allowance too! Don't be stingy!
I stop again and really face her that night. Lee Ann is an exaggerated woman. Uneducated. She dresses vulgarly. She always has a cigarette tied to one of her fingers and always looks down on me, even though she's short. Her hair is so blonde it's almost white. Sporadically, I think he actually looks at me with disgust. I confess. I'm ashamed to be that woman's son.
" I'm not getting any bigger! " I say between breaths. " I already do a lot to support you two!
" I want to travel with Leanna! What you give me doesn't cover the costs…
" What I give you is enough to travel the world!
She laughs out loud:
" Only in your world!
" You should be grateful that I still support you!
" You owe me your life! " Of course I'd use that too!
" Lee Ann, you're becoming repetitive! " My tone is calm, and I know it annoys you. " Is it age? " I have to attack because I know she hates me mentioning it too.
" Listen here, you son of a bitch!
I close my eyes for a moment. I also knew that she would lower her standards quickly. As I said, Lee Ann Vargas no longer surprises me.
" You think you're the top dog just because you're sitting on a mountain of money! And you think you're doing charity for me!
I start walking again, and she follows in my wake, shouting her nonsense.
" You forget that I could have put an end to your miserable life if I'd wanted to! So don't act like you don't owe me anything, you asshole!
I stop abruptly, surprising her and looking down at her, since I'm taller than her, even with my six-inch heels:
" And I really don't owe anything! " she manages to get me all worked up. " If I owe anything, it's only to my grandfather, who got me out of your clutches before the worst happened! So keep your bullshit speech to yourself! And I swear! If you keep harassing me, I'll take away your allowance and I want to see how you live!
The woman explodes, cursing me at the top of her lungs. Nevertheless, I continue on my way until I reach the elevator. A few curious heads turn to look at her, but she insults them too. Shocked, they turn away.
I snort out a laugh, already in the device. I used to be shocked too, a few years ago, when she came to me. Lee Ann can still hit me sometimes, but shock me? Not anymore.
I feel sorry for my half-sister, Leanna, who still lives with that woman! I've tried to convince her to leave that house, I told her I'd take care of her… But she still has some crazy feelings I can't understand for our parents and refuses to leave her side. She once told me that she feared her wife would fall into addiction again if she moved away… I swear it's incomprehensible that she wasn't affected by Nixon and Lee Ann. She's a sweet girl who dreams of becoming a doctor. And I'm going to help her realize that dream.
I was no more than a baby when my grandfather discovered my existence. Lee Ann, a fucking junkie who left me alone to do shows for drugs. I didn't even have a name!
By the time Aaron found out about me and how I lived, he was already a widower and his only son had disappeared into the world. It wasn't difficult to get custody of me, even though he was a man of humble means. He saved my life in so many ways! Thanks to him, I am the man I am today. If I'd gone on living with that woman… I probably wouldn't have survived for long.
Not that she tried to fight my grandfather's request for custody. She first tried to sell me to him, but when she saw that she wouldn't get any money out of him, she let him take me without any resistance. And he didn't look for me while I was growing up. Just as my father never showed up either. I'm still looking for him, not least to put an end to this whole story and to fulfill one last request from my grandfather.
Then, when I became a well-known tech entrepreneur and began to stand out in the media, Lee Ann reappeared and made no bones about asking me for money.
I knew she'd be trouble if I refused, so I just gave her a fat allowance, so she'd leave me alone… but even that wasn't enough.
God! It's a good thing that in a few hours' time, I'll have sweet, tempting Sofia in my arms, to get rid of all the tension that woman has brought me.
Then, when I became a well-known tech entrepreneur and started to stand out in the media, Lee Ann reappeared and made no bones about asking me for money. I knew she'd be trouble if I refused, so I just gave her a fat allowance to leave me alone… but even that wasn't enough. God! It's a good thing that in a few hours' time, I'll have sweet, tempting Sofia in my arms, to get rid of all the tension that woman has brought me! Sofia A few hours later, very nervous, I knocked softly on the door of suite 220, wearing my newest dress, a light lipstick, just to highlight my lips, very well brushed hair, heels and my favorite perfume. It's a nice evening, so I didn't wear a jacket.The way Brandon stands and examines me all over, in appreciation, makes me sure that the small folly of having bought the dress was worth it. - Wow! - he exclaims softly, in a deep voice. - You look beautiful! I told you. I don't exactly think I'm ugly. But the way he talks to me, the way he looks at me... a
I remove my hand from between her legs, spit on my fingers, and part the silky lips of her vagina. I plunge a finger in, deep, and twist it. She lets out a loud exclamation. Fuck, I love that sound! " Do you like that, Sofia? She shakes her head, her hair falling around her face: " Do you want more? Biting her lip again, she nods affirmatively. I add another finger to the other and thrust deep again. She stands on her tiptoes, her hands wrapped even tighter around my shoulders. I thrust in again and their legs shake. I wrap my arms around her hips, holding her in place, and dig my teeth into her waist as I thrust again and again, rotating my fingers again and again:" Jesus Christ! You're dripping, Sofia! " Brandon! " is her moan of agony. " I can't take it anymore! " Then come for me! Let it come, Sofia! I feel her sex tighten around my fingers, and she moans loudly, shuddering violently. I smile. I suspect she's never come so hard before. And I like the idea that it happene
He calmly takes a sip of his coffee, then puts the cup down on the table and looks at me:" I did it to protect you. Especially from mean comments. If anyone saw me looking at you after what we'd done, they'd immediately know what I was thinking. Believe me, it wasn't easy for me! I blush and lower my gaze, unable to contain a smile: " Can I see your nails? The sudden question puzzles me. But I held out my hands to him, a little awkwardly because they're unglazed and short:" I'm sorry about the way I look… It's just that I haven't had much time for a manicure… " the great truth is that there hasn't been any money left for such a luxury for a long time, and I'm a disaster with manual skills. Even if it is the simplicity of polishing my nails. Brandon takes my small hands in his, analyzes them with a mysterious smile, and then releases them after a light caress:" Now I'm the one who's intrigued…" he says so quietly that I have to strain to hear. " Why?He then watches me with a
When he made his entrance on Monday, I kept my head down during his journey. There are two reasons for this. Firstly, the fear of once again being thoroughly ignored. Secondly, because the memory of having practically accused him of treating me like a call-girl came back to me. I waited for him to pass by, waited for them to start settling down, and did the same. I had often found myself distracted, admiring him. Just like that moment. As soon as I was sure I was in his office, I took the chance to look at him. As always, impeccable. Today's three-piece suit is dark, matching his beard and hair. He emanates an aura of power. Power that he uses when he fucks me… used to. I correct myself. The thought makes me uneasy and, swallowing hard, I turn my attention back to my work. I know it will take a lot of effort to concentrate, but I'll have to be strong. Now I'll just be left with the memories of what we did together. It's a fact that Brandon Reeves won't be looking for me anymore bec
When we arrived at the suite, I had to hold back an exclamation at the luxury. It's as sumptuous as suite 220 in the previous hotel. However, there's not much time for anything, not even to admire the enormous place. I think I could take a shower before anything else, as I've been working all day, but Brandon has other ideas. As soon as the door closes, he takes off his suit, leaves it on an armchair, loosens his tie, unbuttons two buttons on his shirt, reaches for a condom from his wallet and leaves it on the sideboard. I just watch his decisive attitude, panting with anticipation. Then he comes over to me, helping me take off my suit. With agile movements, he pulls the silk blouse over my head, then his hands take my breasts in his palms, still under the lace of the bra. He presses me against the door with his body and comes to devour my mouth. " What have you done to me, Sofia? " he murmurs against my lips, his eyes glazed over " I can't stop thinking about you! " "I can't stop
Fearing what will be said after the madness of the sex has passed, I decide that I'm going to retreat before he wakes up. So I take a quick shower, get dressed and once again leave the bathroom, foot in foot, without looking at the bed. However, I almost have a heart attack when his voice rings out: " Why are you already dressed? And where do you think you're going? " Oh my God! " I exclaim, turning around abruptly with one hand on my chest. " You almost killed me with your heart! Brandon snorts out a laugh as he stands up. He's still naked, and I smile at the fact that he has no inhibitions about parading in front of me, as he calmly walks over to an armchair to pick up his clothes. I waste no time in appreciating him. From his long legs, shapely thighs to his hard, beautiful buttocks, which I want to touch. His broad back… marked by his nails. I feel guilty, but he also has his share because he drives me crazy, to the point of losing track of my strength. " I don't understand
In the end, we managed not to be late. I arrived at the usual early hour, and Brandon soon followed. The brief look he gave me was ardent and complicit… I pressed my lips together, disguising a smile. A few minutes later, I was handed a large bouquet of red roses. Even before I look at the card, I know who it's from. “For a wonderful night in your arms. B"I smile broadly. And then I notice that I'm still standing, staring dumbly at the tiny card… And that I'm getting many curious looks, including Laura's, who is sure to ask me numerous questions later. I quickly settle down, leaving the flowers on the corner of the table. I wonder if he bought the bouquet himself or sent someone else… No. Given the circumstances of the arrangement between us, Brandon probably bought it himself. That makes me smile again. Imagining him in a flower shop, choosing the flowers, writing the card… I sigh. Two things I've been doing too much: smiling and sighing. But what can I do? I can't help it. It's
Two hours later, I'm walking into suite 220 with the keys he gave me a few nights ago. I find him sitting on the sofa, intently watching the laptop on the coffee table. The man never stops working!When he sees me, he stands up, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He's taken off his suit and his hair is messy, as if his fingers have run through it." Hi… " I say shyly. He doesn't answer, he just stares at me with narrowed eyes. I don't like the feeling that comes over me. It's as if I've done something wrong. I was just working! "- I'm going to take a shower if you don't mind. " I don't wait for an answer, I head for the bedroom and then the bathroom. A shower is all I need at the moment. I'm exhausted! My legs ache, and my head is heavy. All I wanted was a bed! I'm about to finish my shower when Brandon enters the bathroom. He watches me for a few seconds and then begins to undress slowly. Soon he's behind me, under the shower, and starts massaging my shoulders. I sigh with pleasur