Chapter 2 Just for fun

[Agatha POV]

It was noon when I left Lexie. She doesn't have a shoot today, so she wants me to stay, but I pretend to go somewhere with my new month's favorite.

Every month I change my date or fuck buddies, mainly because I'm not into a relationship like others typically have. I was driving home when my phone rang. I answered it using my air pad.

"Hey! Agatha. Are you free tonight?." a sweet voice from a Chix. I don't know her, but she knows me, so she's probably one of my fuck buddies.

"Yeah, I am. What's up? By the way, who is this?" I asked because I never saved a number on my phone. Only my mom, best friend, and bosses from my company were registered.

They are not essential if their names don't appear.

"You are so mean! Did you forget about me right away? I'm Cloe, the one you meet from the National Library." She reminded me.

"Oh yeah! Cloe. I remember now. I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you feel that way. Hmm, what time do you want me to pick you up?" I offer a ride to compensate for not recognizing her.

"Oh, you are so charming! I'm fine. I will bring my car. Let's just meet up."

"Alright then. Just send me the address. See you later, baby girl."

I haven't slept yet, but another plan has come tonight. I swiftly dropped my body when I reached home and got to my bed, feeling exhausted.

Despite being depleted, I was happy because I had been with Lexie all night. I hope she's always brokenhearted to feel my worth, sounds selfish, right? but I don't want her crying and hurting either.

My eyes slammed off, and for a while, I felt drowsy.

[Lexie POV]

Is she not arrived yet? Why doesn't she even chat if she has already reached home? Hmm.. maybe she's busy with her new novel. Today is my rest day, so I strive to invite her to hang out here, but unfortunately, she has a different plan.

Agatha only comes when I have a problem. Unlike when we were kids, she was always there even when I didn't need her.

She will meet again with her new boy toy. Hmm. What does she get on changing men from time to time? Even if my best friend is a player, I accept her. I don't care what she does with her life as long as Agatha doesn't get hurt or ruined.

[Narrator]

Agatha woke up at six in the evening. She just bathed and dressed. She was wearing a sleeveless crop top with a denim jacket suit and tattered jeans.

She applied light makeup and put on her rubber shoes before finally leaving.

She was just outside the bar, parking her car, when she promptly heard the music and screams of the partying people.

A kiss on Chloe's lips greeted her when she saw her.

"Hey! You made it! I thought you weren't coming." the dashing girl exclaimed.

"That can't be. I just woke up late," Agatha explained.

"Alright, then, lets the party begin." they entered and abruptly went to the counter to get some drink.

"Shot!Shott!" Chloe roared as she held the glass to Agatha.

Agatha guzzled it with just one gulp, then grabbed another.

[Agatha POV]

The excessive noise and unlimited drinks made the night perfect. This is a significant part of being single because you can do whatever you want. You can be with whoever you like. Nothing will stop you from enjoying life.

No dramas or any bullshit stuff.

Chloe and I danced in the middle while holding our drinks.

"Yes !! Whooo!" she shouted as if there was no tomorrow.

Moments later, I noticed that she was barely falling.

"Are you okay, Cloe?" I asked. She's drunk already. I don't groggy quickly, even though we stayed up here till morning.

"Let's go now!" she blabbed. Meaning she's letting me bring her to heaven now. I never took a woman to my house even though she was very drunk and there were no vacancies in all the hotels we went to.

Lexie often goes to my place anytime she wants because she also has the key. The reason I can never bring home a girl or even a guy.

"How about your car?" I grilled in her ear and intentionally glued my lips to feel hotter.

"My friend of mine will drive it home.." she managed to say.

I held her by the arm and backed her out of the bar after paying for our drinks.

I played, but I never let my fuck buddy finance me. Cloe barely stumbles. I don't know if she was really dizzy or deliberately trying to get my attention.

She's one of my fuck buddies, no doubt, but I can't recall when we had sex. Funny right?

One more thing, I never even once gave up my femininity. I fuck but one way. I don't let them touch me. By the time they try that, we don't need to finish the whole month. It's like a breach of contract.

They know it.

I call it One Month of Pleasure.

Meanwhile, we arrived at the destination. The room I got was comfy enough to spend the night. I lay Cloe in the bed. My magical hand began to move throughout her body. Every single piece of clothing that covered her, I got rid of.

My lovely mouth licked her tits, exploring its stunning till I stopped on the target, which was her pert nipple. I frolic it vigorously with my tongue and then finally suck it like a chupon.

Later I crawl down to her belly, leaving a kiss on my way to her womanhood. My focus stayed on her clit and then sucked it, making her arch.

The sudden movements show her awakening desire. "Ah! Fuck me, Agatha." her voice sounds alluring in my ears. She's begging; that's what thrilled me most.

I ran a finger through her slit. Cloe muttered madly. I entered it halfway, and it became even noisier, but I loved it.

rrrriiiinnnngggggg...

I was startled when my phone rang. I snatched it from my pocket with one hand because the other was still busy.

I peeked at who. It's Lexie.. What's her problem this time?

Arggg...

I let out a sigh and then cut off what I was doing.

"What happened?!" Chloe asked curiously, gaping at me. I grinned, bowed, and shook my head before speaking.

"I'm so sorry, but I need to leave. There's an emergency at home. My mom is calling."

Frustration flashed across her face. I can't help but laugh a little.

"Ahh. Funny ha. You always hang me. Sometimes I doubt if that is really your mom who often calls in the middle of our lovemaking."

My eyebrows rose spontaneously at what she said. We don't do lovemaking; it's only sex. That's both different.