Today was supposed to be like any other day, I wasn’t supposed to have this all thrown on me. Isabella wasn’t supposed to get pregnant with David’s baby and come to me for support, and Emma wasn’t supposed to ask me about my views on becoming a parent, practically saying that if I said no it was a deal-breaker for her and she wouldn’t want to be with me anymore.
I worked out with my equipment at home for hours getting my frustration taken out in a healthier way than hunting down David and giving him a piece of my mind. It wasn’t my place, none of it should have involved me, but it did, and it frustrated the fuck out of me.
I’m young, I’m successful, I’m independent, I’m stubborn, I’m not father material! How could she throw something like this on me?! We’ve been together for a month and we’ve only known each other for two months, why is she already talking about kids?
She said she isn’t pregnant, so it can’t be because of that, and she’s still young, so she c
I had so much fun diving into what I imagined happening between these brothers! I have 2 older brothers (1 in a serious relationship and the other single) and I imagined them in this scenario while writing it. How did I do, writing entirely from the male perspective? P.S. Sorry for the late update! I was on a plane lol
Isabella spent the night with Kay and me, she slept in the bed with Kay so that I didn’t disturb her when I got up for work early in the morning. I got ready and peeked in on them both before I headed out, they both looked so peaceful, and Isabella finally looked calm, I hope she has a good day today.I waited for Matthew to come by the apartment so that we could carpool, but he never did. I went up and knocked on his door upstairs but there was no answer. Confused, I left the apartment building and got a cab to the office by myself.Once in the office, everything seemed normal, and Matthew’s light to his office was on. I knocked lightly on the door and opened it when he said come in. He had his head down and papers were scattered everywhere, he was punching numbers into what appeared to be a calculator and writing down the numbers it gave him.“Hey, you didn’t stop by to carpool. Are you okay?”He looked like a mess, his hai
After my talk with Ben, I decided that I was thinking too much about the kid's thing. Emma told me to take some time to think about it, she didn’t say to give her an answer by morning or anything like that. I needed to calm down and think more rationally. Ben had a good point about Emma being career-driven, and I’ve thought for a while that she’s too good for an assistant position, I think a promotion would be the right move. It would move her up in the industry and make her happy, she would make contacts with new people, be out in the world, and be too busy to think about having kids. It seemed like a win for both of us. Sure, I would see her less, but we could go out to lunch every day or dinner, she could spend the night in my apartment and we carpool together, just making two stops instead of one, I think we can make it work. I really didn’t care who my new assistant was, I was with Emma and happy. Sure, a little eye candy wouldn’t hurt, but I wouldn’t da
The interviews were awful, all of them were dumb as a stump and I felt my IQ dropping every time one of them spoke - it was torture. I had several interviews after Matthew’s and my quickie in the conference room, and my entire body was tingling the whole time.I didn’t offer any of them the job – I wasn’t comfortable with any of them being around Matthew for any extended period of time. I needed to work on my trust issues. Matthew has been nothing but good to me, I need to show him that I trust him, even if deep down I really don’t.Maybe I do trust him, and that’s what scares me more than anything about this? Maybe I’m just so scared of trusting him fully and then taking that chance of being let down?Today is when Matthew was supposed to meet the new assistant that I had chosen for him, but when he entered the conference room, he had a confused look on his face, “Did the newbie not show up?”“O
I tried to accept the fact that Emma didn’t trust me and put on a pleasant face, but it was a bitter pill to swallow and I won’t say that it didn’t sting a bit, it really did. I understood her reasons, I did, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. I would do whatever it took to get her to trust me, though, because the truth is, I’m falling in love with her. Emma is the best thing to ever happen to me, and I want to be with her and I want us to have a relationship that’s full of love, happiness, and trust. I’m sure as hell not thinking about marriage and kids yet, though. That’s just ridiculous. Once Emma left the room, I sighed and let my jaw tense. She had a point, she wouldn’t be too busy with training models all the time - quite rarely, honestly, so her work hours would be minimized between seasons. I’ll humor her for a while. Maybe she will make some contacts with her promotion and get involved in something else, something more beneficial fo
He looked so good today, I couldn’t help myself but take over. He had a gray suit and black button-down underneath today, an unusual pair for him, but the contrast along with his dark hair made his eyes pop like never before, and I wanted to see those emerald greens darken for me with desire. We were in the same position as the first day I had been working for Matthew when I had been frustrating and he decided to take out his frustration on my lips. He could have been a shouter, he could have been someone to throw things at the wall, but no, Matthew used his body to take out his tension in the most delicious way. I had fantasized about this moment ever since that day – the ‘what if’ of something else happening that day between us, the always curious part of my mind that wondered what would have happened if I hadn’t turned my head to the side and told him to stop. We were about to find out. Matthew had been gently caressing my cheek with the pad of his
Her sounds of pleasure were music to my ears, I didn’t want it to stop and at this point, I didn’t care who heard us. I had never let a woman take control during sex before Emma, and she was damn good when she had control, I surprised even myself when I welcomed it. Her walls were tightening around me and squeezing my rock-hard cock more and more as she moved up and down my length, her hands gripping onto the sides of the chair tighter and tighter as she neared her climax. The hand of mine that wasn’t teasing her clit had gone back to her exposed breast that I pinched before latching my mouth around it. Emma threw her head back and brought her hands to my shoulders where she dug her nails, her legs trembling on either side of me. “Let it go, baby,” I whispered against her hot flesh. She whimpered before she whispered, “I don’t want to it feels so… feels so… so… so...” her bouncing slowed down and her entire body trembled with her orgasm before s
Trish had told me that she noticed some sounds coming from Matthew’s office while I was in there after a few minutes and she turned on some music, telling the other women in the office that she was looking for good runway songs when she was really trying to cover up any noises Matthew and I made. I was glad that at least someone in the office knew about us and had our backs to keep it private. I laughed when she told me, and we continued playing a few more songs after that - I didn’t want her to stop playing the music as soon as I exited the office, everyone would know what was up then. Matthew and I said ‘I love you’ to each other that day and it was incredible. He said it first, too! He was in a state of ecstasy and the words just flooded out of him. I was shocked at first because it was so soon, but I knew deep down that I had been falling for him since I first laid eyes on him at the club, my feelings only deepening with every passing day with him.
It didn’t feel right to leave Emma there at the hotel with all of the models, so I stayed back after a moment’s thought, and just as I was about to open the door again, I heard Emma addressing the models, asking who was familiar with me and then telling them to leave. What was she getting at?I ended up eavesdropping on the entire thing, a mirky grin plastered on my face the whole time. She was being a hard-ass on them, and I loved it when she took control like that. At the beginning of the relationship, I hated it, but after these weeks with her, I find it to be super sexy when she takes charge.When she came out of the room and I caught her attention, she looked surprised to see me at first, but then she smiled at me and came over to kiss me.It amazed me how much I craved her after only an hour of being apart and with only a door separating us. I took my chance to get a taste of her as soon as possible, but the moment was ruined when I heard the d