I take her by the hand and lead her up to my bedroom; as she sits down on the edge of the bed, I slowly push her back onto the mattress and begin to crawl up her body. I start kissing her deeply again, taking my expert fingers and let them move around underneath her panties.I take my lips to her folds again, tasting every bit of her, then an hour later, my tongue is pumping in and out her, and then a while later, her juices are exploding over my fingers again and not nearly getting enough of how good it is to hear her screaming my name.We are lying staring at the ceiling when she finally speaks.“I think I should probably go home sooner or later.”“You are welcome to stay here; it is kind of late already.”“Oh fuck, I was supposed to have met the girls at the club.”“Shit, and I missed drinks with the boys.”“Guess we kind of got a bit carried away there.”“We

Back at the office, we run through our weekly sales figures and upcoming advertising campaign. I am very pleased with how the business is doing, especially with the new opportunities that have come up for expansion. I have the perfect candidate to get it up and running, but first, I have a dinner party to get ready for.  As always, Tajsa is waiting for me.   “Morning Mr. Chase.”   “Morning Tajsa.”  “There is a few too many messages from a very angry Amé saying how dare you to cheat on her; I do have to apologize, but I have told her to fuck off.”   “Thank god, I thought you were never going to do that.”   “Maggie is very upset; she says she knows the dog was on the bed and wanted to know where the other

Four days.  That was my longest relationship if that is what you could have even called it. It was perhaps the best four days of my life and will probably be my last.  Love damn hurts; no wonder there are so many stupid songs about it. If it were not for my last bit of sanity, I would probably have been listening to it.  It has been a day since our big fallout, and it's been a day since the world has seen me. I have not tried contacting her, and neither has she tried contacting me.  I am standing in the kitchen having my third cup of coffee for this morning. Yes, I had maybe one too many whiskeys last night.  My plans for today, remaining right where I am, under my duvet with Bella, watching reruns of my favorite TV series.  That's until Maggie shows up.  

What if? What if is a great question, it can change the present and even the future. But what it cannot change is the past that is when you ask yourself why? And even kick yourself under your own ass and if it comes to a woman, smack yourself through your face.  But lucky the woman is around the corner and she has not started yelling yet. It sure as hell is going to happen, I am not sure if she is going to do it right where she stands or when she is storming out of the front door.  But she completely surprises me.  Skye ~”Oh sorry Tajsa, I just want to get Max. He is always running off somewhere.”  She fetches Max from Tajsa that is still only standing in her underwear. The expression on her face is unreadable, I have never seen someone so calm in my life before.    She takes Ma

It is my first day back in the office after taking a two week holiday. If boozing it up and pissing your eyes out can count as one. And I have just managed to do that again. Now Joelle expects me to face someone with bloodshot and swollen eyes.     As I rip the door open to politely ask this person to make an appointment, I am confronted with what I can only describe as the face of a ghost, well that is what it feels like.