×Don't be late tomorrow×The last thing Delroy told me as I walked out of those office doors at eight pm. He didn't say have fun or be safe just, don't be late tomorrow. But it's alright because I don't care how my boss feels about me, what I do care about is how tonight is going to go."Are you done?" Rebecca asked while knocking on my bedroom door."Yep, you can open the door." I tied my hair into a ponytail and placed my good luck dragon hair pin on."Wow, all you need is red hair to finish the poison ivy woman's look.""Thank you." I twirled to show off my strap green dress which has my entire back exposed and my bum half exposed. "You look terrific in those black shorts.""Thank you cutie, I had wanted to wear them for a very long time but those contraceptive pills really changed my figure and I grew a bit insecure.”"But look at you, your body is banging hot! You look amazing friend, and I would lie to have such a body.” I went in for a hug and a minute after that we were ready
"You are late boss." I said to Delroy while standing behind the office door, wearing a stunning smug on my face. "By a minute," he replied, looking around the office, and back to me, "and you are early."Smiling at him, I picked up from my desk his coffee mug which was steaming hot just as him this morning. "Early to have made your drink, and-" I fetched the file containing today's meeting, "sorted out everything you might need about today's meeting with the graphic designers."Speechless, Delroy took the file and flipped through walking to his seat. A tiny smile broke up on his face, lighting the entire room."Did your date not happen?" He pushed the file to the side, and looked straight into my eyes, still smiling."It did happen, and was a beautiful success."No lie can be traced back to my sentence because I've told nothing but the truth. Yesterday was, and still is magical. Nothing can take back the fun and feeling that came with getting to know Gary on a sexual level."Ms Hunte
*And if it's by God's will that you and I end up together then you won't be able to trip easily out of that prayer.*The words rang repeatedly in my head for a reason I cannot begin to voice out. I've heard the most sexiest things said to me yet it's something that has to do with religion that got me hooked and unable to-"Miss." Mrs Hong's touched my shoulder, snapping me out of my trace, "are you okay?" She asked with eyes harboring concern. I looked at her dumbfounded, but turned to look at Delroy adding more awkwardness into my situation. His features had softened and he too was looking concerned. "Yes," I turned back to our client, "I am really sorry if I got you worried. This is so unprofessiona-" "Nonsense! It's perfectly alright, I just don't want to hear any bad news about you while I could have helped." She smiled at me. "Thank you Mrs Hong but I'm perfectly alright." She nodded her head and went back to her seat which was next to Delroy's, who did not want to look away
23rd February 2019The last time I was ever crusty on a Saturday. I had attended a party... Not my kind of party, a search party actually for Charlie who was forcefully taken from our home by a bunch of big muscled men without any explanation. He left the house with bruises and probably unconscious. So one can imagine the panic fuelled by over thinking on what actually happened to him. Luckily... Or unluckily, he turned up alive on that Saturday after a Friday full night search in the woods. He was in the hospital though, and when he finally could speak, turns out money was not the issue. Another human was, female to be exact. Charlie is far dumber than Patrick, SpongeBob's best friend. I'm sure Patrick will know not to cheat with Plankton's wife. Charlie cheated with the wife of a crazy gang loan shark idiot who only "forgave" him because his wife begged for mercy. The entire story is a mess honestly. But that was the last time I was unlookable on a Saturday... Until today. Whoeve
23rd February 2019The last time I was ever crusty on a Saturday. I had attended a party... Not my kind of party, a search party actually for Charlie who was forcefully taken from our home by a bunch of big muscled men without any explanation. He left the house with bruises and probably unconscious. So one can imagine the panic fuelled by over thinking on what actually happened to him. Luckily... Or unluckily, he turned up alive on that Saturday after a full night search in the woods. He was in the hospital though, and when he finally could speak, turns out money was not the issue. Another human was, female to be exact. Charlie is far dumber than Patrick, SpongeBob's best friend. I'm sure Patrick will know not to cheat with Plankton's wife. Charlie cheated with the wife of a crazy gang loan shark idiot who only "forgave" him because his wife begged and begged and begged. The entire story is a mess honestly. But that was the last time I was unlookable on a Saturday... Until today. W
"Oh wow, you look," Gary's eyes dropped down to my exposed thighs, "stunning as always." His said smiling, taking his sweet time for his eyes to finally meet mine."Thank you, you don't look bad." I waited on him to open the car door for me before making acquaintances with his car."So, where are we going?" He settled into the car and started working around the GPS."Harleys! The best ribs making restaurant ever!""I will take your word for it, I do love me some ribs." He started the car,"What?" I asked when he took the key out of the ignition switch."Don't ever do what you did today.""Why not, you couldn't keep your friend down?" I leaned towards him, my breasts threatening to come out.Without speaking, his right hand was around my neck, and he crashed our lips together. His left hand went down in between my thighs, grabbing tight enough to probably leave a bruise.Who knew IT specialist guys could be this dominant?He caught my bottom lip in between his lips and pulled back, hand
"What are you doing here? Why am I even asking that. Of course you're here to eat. How are you?" "I'm good Mr Zwide, how are you?" "Great now that I've seen y-" A fake coughing fit from the annoying lady cuts Mr Zwide off. If I could give her a punch for every annoying thing she does, I will be attending a funeral. "Are you alright Martha?" They know each other? "Yes. I am alright, aren't you going to introduce us?" Her face brightened up as her pink lips curled into a wide smile, but her eyes were singing a different tune with a storm brewing in them. "Candice, meet Martha. A very good friend of me." Oops friend-zoned. I had to control a lot in me not to foolishly grin at the news. It's clear baby girl has feeling for Mr handsome here and he is not feeling the same way. "And Martha, this is Candice. My personal assistant, the one I've been telling you about." I turned to face her, throwing a good Ole smile and wink. "It's her?" Her skinny finger pointed at me, "I really exp
#SundaysAreForLoversA new trend that has been spreading around on social media, Facebook mostly.Being a person that never groups my days for a specific occasion, I always find this stupid because Sundays are for anything. Until today...I was so high on a drug forcing me to forget Mr Zwide that I allowed Gary to fu-... Apologies, wrong use of language... I allowed him to blow my brains out, the problem? The condom broke. And now Sundays are for me praying to a non-existent God that I do not fall pregnant. I pray no sperm is swimming towards my egg, or eggs... Imagine if it's more than one baby..."Did you drink the warm water with salt?" Rebecca brought me my morning pill during my state of panick, on the bathroom floor. "Does that even work?" I swallowed the pill, not even waiting to be assitstated by water. "I don't know! Why didn't you take your morning pill?" "I don't know! I didn't think such will happen."How could I have been this stupid? I was just an idiot believing I h