4. Abnormality

George Galanti

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I’d never been the type to cuddle.

In fact, I was going to leave as soon as she was asleep, but I didn’t know when I fell asleep as well and I found myself waking up to her naked body pressed up against mine.

I could feel my morning wood pressed up against her ass but it was a one-night stand for a reason. We couldn’t fuck in the morning as well.

I’d come to the bar to drink by myself so I wouldn’t have to think about all the wrong things in my life, then I found such an attractive woman looking at me with those fuck me eyes. My cock stirred in my pants when I touched her and I realized there was nothing wrong in taking out my frustrations on her.

She seemed to handle it very well.

She was an obedient little girl.

Abby.

She had such a pretty name too, if it was her real name.

Just as I was about to roll out of the bed, I felt her stir and I held my breath, hoping she would wake up.

Then again, things hadn’t been going my way for a while now so I wasn’t surprised when her eyes fluttered open and she looked around trying to make sense of her surroundings. Her cute nose was scrunched up in confusion and her gaze traveled around the room until it landed on me.

I didn’t bother pretending I hadn’t been looking at her.

“Oh.”

A normal person would say good morning, but what left her mouth was, “Your cock is nudging my ass. Should I take care of it?”

She also had a very dirty mouth.

“No, thank you.” I refused, trying to be polite. I knew as much as she did that if her mouth wrapped around my length, we wouldn’t be leaving this room for another few hours. Sure it was a Sunday and I was mostly free during the day, but I didn’t fuck a one-night stand twice.

Her face fell at the rejection but she quickly wore a smile. She shrugged. “Your loss.”

I didn’t respond and she rolled out of bed. My lips instinctively lifted in a smirk when her legs wobbled. She turned back at me as though she was expecting me to say something but I merely shrugged, keeping my words to myself.

Her pussy sore meant that I did a good job last night and she knew this by the way she huffed and managed to walk into the bathroom.

The door to the bathroom was shut with more force than necessary and I chuckled. I found my phone by the bed stand and called my assistant shopper. All the workers I had around me were reliable which was why it didn’t surprise me when there was a knock on the door about twenty minutes later.

I finally stood up and went into the bathroom to grab a robe. Abby saw me and covered her body like it wasn’t already covered in my marks. I shook my head as I left to open the door.

My personal shopper, Alice, was standing on the other side when I opened it.

“Good morning, sir. Here are the clothes.”

I took them from her and nodded in appreciation.

“Sir, what about–“

“What about what?” I interrupted her sharply, daring her to finish her sentence.

Knowing she would get fired if she did, she kept her mouth shut wisely. “Nothing, sir. I’ll be on my way now.”

I was going to shut the door on her face but it was at that time the room service I’d ordered came in as well. I didn’t exchange any words with them as I took the trolley and finally closed the door.

Abby chose that exact moment to come outside. She was donned in a robe just like me and was more focused on picking up her clothes. “Are you going to wear that again?” I didn’t try to hide the disgust in my voice.

It offended her. Her head snapped up at my words. “Well, what do you suggest I wear? Should I make a cloth out of leaves like they did in the Garden of Eden?”

My jaw clenched. I hated people with a smart mouth. If I’d seen this yesterday, I never would have fallen into bed with her.

Instead of gracing her with an answer, I opened the bag and threw her clothes at her. She caught them, looking more confused than she had been when she first woke up. “What are these?”

“Clean clothes.”

“But I don’t have this kind of clothes?”

How slow could she be?

I shook my head and pushed the trolley in front of her. “Change, eat, and leave.”

Her mouth fell open at my obvious dismissal, but I didn’t wait for her response before I went into the bathroom. My shower was fast and in no time, I was dressed in the clothes Alice got for me.

When I went back out, she was still in her robe but was busy eating. “I have an idea.” She said when she noticed my presence without looking up from her food.

“What?” I question in a bored tone, knowing I wouldn’t like the idea.

“You’re a man. I’m a woman. We both have sexual needs. Why don’t we meet up often and be satisfied?”

“You’re looking for a casual hook-up.”

“Yes.” She nodded shamelessly. “Someone who will be available to fuck me whenever I’m horny, which is most of the time.”

I didn’t know how she felt sharing such information with a stranger but I could never do that even if I was paid to do it. “While I’m glad you see no shame in casual hook up, I am not the man for you. I am busy and would not be available to attend to your needs.”

She let out a heavy sigh, as though she was truly disappointed. “It didn’t hurt to try.”

As I took my clothes from last night and left her in the hotel room, I wondered just what kind of woman I had run into yesterday. She seemed interesting. Apart from her smart mouth, every other thing about her drew her to me; her confidence, her appeal, even her shamelessness.

It wasn’t easy to admit the kind of things she did. It made me curious about her and I never got curious about a woman, not even about Christine.

At least, I knew I wasn’t going to see her again so there was no use dwelling on the abnormality of it.