NEEDING HER

Chapter 2

James

"Good Morning, Mr Bancroft."

I smile at Tina. Her tits overflow on the top of her red dress. It's an appreciated sight each time I come into the office. She is one of the many fuck buddies I have all around the city.

"Good morning Tina. Can you come and help me in my office for a moment?"

Her eyes light up.

As soon as she comes into my office, I push her up against the wall. Lifting her up by her ass and forcing her dress up. She wraps her arms and legs around me.

That's when it hits me. A glimpse of a forgotten memory that I thought was just some sort of fucked up dream I'd been having the last few days. I have a sinking feeling. I fucked the one girl Torian had asked me to stay away from. I falter and drop Tina.

"What's wrong? Do you want me to suck your cock first?"

"Tina, I'm really sorry. I need you to leave."

I can see she is reluctant. She slowly nods and leaves the room.

I take a deep breath. This niggling feeling I have had since the wedding hadn't sat right with me. I sit in my chair and recline backwards. Closing my eyes and trying to go back to the memory of holding Isabella up against a wall. Like a flickering old movie reel, I remember portions of the time I had with her.

She looked divine with her tanned skin, her long dark hair flowing down her back, with flowers through her hair. Those full pouting lips. I had all that and messed it up.

I was so inebriated that day, happy and jealous of Torian. I've never wanted to settle down. I love being free to fuck whomever I want, whenever I want. With Isabella, I knew she was at least a decade younger than me, but I had still wanted her.

I remember dragging her upstairs. She kept protesting, but when I touched her pussy, she had been drenched. I remember her tightness. She enjoyed herself on my cock, but I don't remember her orgasming. I cringe. Was I a one-minute wonder for her?

Wait. I said something.

Oh fuck.

Her face.

I said something terrible.

Then I walked away?

Why did I get so pissed at Torian's wedding? I pull out my phone ready to call Torian. No. He will be suspicious and if he finds out; he is going to murder me.

I feel a ball of tension in the pit of my stomach. It's been two months since the wedding. I look up her social media. Going back to the date of the wedding. She has a picture of Riah and Torian up. The following day, she wrote a post.

"When you know your worth, no one can make you feel worthless."

My heart sinks as I scroll through all of her posts to date.

The phone on my desk rings. I use the intercom.

"Tina, cancel everything today. Something has come up."

It's been three days since I tried calling her. She hasn't responded to my voicemails, my messages, or any of the private messages on her F******k or I*******m. I even created a TikTok account to message her.

All my messages were the same. I'm sorry. At the wedding I was drunk. I don't fully remember what happened. Please, can we talk?

So today I'm sitting at her University campus waiting for her to come out of her dorm building to get her to talk to me.

She doesn't show for three hours. When she comes out, she is wearing dark blue denim jeans and a baby blue knit jumper. She is still stunning in every way. I look at her tits; they look even bigger now.

Right, stop looking at her tits.

I need to make things right with her.