- KILLIAN -
It’s been a week, I couldn’t get access to the video but life goes on.
I run a finger down the shelf, looking for the perfect toy. I’m in an adult boutique, one I love going to. Just last night, the thought ca to ; how well does Hazel know her body?
How well does she know the depths of which her orgasm can take her? She needs to know and I want to reveal it to her. Then the brilliant idea to drop by here ca to mind.
I’m not ashad of loving every single thing about pleasure both self gratification and sexual acts. I live for the thrill of it. And I want her to watch watch her unlock certain levels and kinks she never thought she had.
I look at my basket then back at the shelf. I know every single detail of her marvellous pussy and I know the right size to buy. A smirk forms on my face. She’ll be in for a crazy pleasure ride by the ti I am done with her.
I plan to reconstruct my pleasure room. I’m a sadist, you didn’t think I don’t have a torture-pleasure room, did you? Just not in this ho yet. I didn’t see a reason to build one when I arrived here but now I do.
I take one for the toys displayed and walk to the front desk. My eyes scan my basket once more as I drop it on the desk in front of the cashier. The lady, with a long, slender, fire breathing dragon tattooed on her neck, a lot of face piercings and short, dyed hair looks at with an intrigued smile. A half grin forms on her face the mont her eyes lands on my basket.
“You sure know your stuff.” She says to , bagging my items. Her voice is sowhat deep. The grin on her face tells she’s not flirting with but her tone implies such.
“I take pride in it.” I respond.
She sneaks a gaze then calls the prize out. I dip my hand in my back pocket to grab my wallet then take my card out of my wallet and place it on the pos.
‘Approved’ is displayed on the screen.
“Want a receipt?” She asks.
“Please.” I say. She taps the screen before her. My receipt gets printed and she rips it out of the pos and gives it to along with the bag filled with my purchased items.
“Here. Must be a lucky lady.”
I know. I take my receipt and my bag from her. You have no idea. “Thank you.”
“Have a good day.” She says as I walk away. I walk to the parking lot to get to my car. Tonight will be fun. It’s the first ti she’s coming over to see after a week of school. Tonight has to be fun. Although, I’m certain we won’t divulge into any sexual activities.
- HAZEL -
I smile at my screen, texting my bffs. School holiday is approaching and I am psyched! Even though it’s a very long few weeks away, I can’t wait to go ho.
“You seem rather occupied. Who’s making you smile?” Natasha ask, walking by my side. Rember that fantasy thed party Carol hosted? It did good, I have friends now, although I’d love to refer to them as acquaintances considering the relationship is still fresh and new. Natasha is one of the peeps I bonded with in the party.
“No one you should concern yourself with.” I smile and hold my phone down. She doesn’t know them anyway, ugh, going back to them and ho would be blissful! Natasha and I have our next classes separately this ti. It’s quite comforting walking into a new classroom knowing not every face is completely vague. Even if I know just one or two people that I barely talk to, which isn’t the case most of the ti, it’s very reassuring.
We stop in front of Nat’s departnt. “I’ll see you after next period. Catch ya later!” She flickers her fingers in a wave and walks into her hall. My classes are being held five minutes from here. With Natasha no longer by my side, I hold my phone up and open the chat of the person I’ve been looking forward to text all day but couldn’t.
Killian. This past week of distance was ssing with my mind! I’m almost done with my ds but my body feels good as new.
‘Can’t wait to see you today.’ I send to him. My lower lip make its way between my teeth as a wide smile forms on my face.
‘Need a lot of snacks. Been on a strict nutrition for the past week.’ I send again. My ssage has been delivered but he hasn’t read it yet. I stare at my ssages. They sure seem like they’re missing sothing.
‘Muah!’ I send. That’s better.
I’m grinning way too hard at my phone.
“Well, who’s the considerably lucky champ? Making you smile like that.” A sultry voice asks as she jumps from behind. It’s Carol. We sorted out our differences after I told her my mind about the drinks mix in the party and is it odd to say we’ve beco close? Closer than anyone I’ve associated with since then. I can literally call her a friend plus, I enjoy having a literal goddess for a friend.
She doesn’t know about my relationship with a professor though. Apart from my roommates who probably have a solid guess, no one will.
“A special soone.” I respond. I can’t even hide my smile in front of her. Carol takes a pause to stare at .
“Okay, so do I get to et this,” She holds her arms up and raise two fingers up with both arms and folds them down and up simultaneously. “Special soone?” That’s a no. The obvious answer is no. If I wanted anyone to know him, they would’ve already because I’m not one to hide such.
“Hard pass. Mind your beeswax.” Do people still say beeswax these days? h! I shrug it off. Carol walks by my side.
“Sure, soon enough, girlfriend.”
Fat chance, but I’m not saying that. I still don’t know what Carol’s position in school is. I can’t tell if she’s a student or representative or whatever. I do know she’s not a professor but I don’t want to ask her personal questions, especially when I don’t want to be asked anything personal.
I chuckle at her words. I’m standing in front of my lecture room. The door is slightly open giving a good view. It’s how I know no lecturer is inside. Knowing the man who’s supposed to hold this class, if he’s not here on ti, it ans he won’t be showing up. He calls it ‘read mont’ because the next class he has will be a test. As much as I’d love to swing this class, I need to study and keep my grades up.
Ugh! Non students have no idea how lucky they are! No need to worry about sesters and waking up on ti or exams. In a A-student yet exams are the worst! I dread them. I look at my side. If I skip this class, I’ll be stuck with Carol and I don’t want her talking into revealing private information. She’s apparently good at making people speak unintentionally.
She’s very persuasive too. In a good way but not entirely good.
“I’ll see you later Carl.” I tease.
“You too Hazelnut!” She winks and snaps a finger at . I chuckle. That na doesn’t do shit to no more, I’m used to it.
“Also, Carl,” I call, stopping her from leaving. She turns to face . “Let’s have dinner next week. Maybe on Wednesday.” Carol won’t be in school for long, I know that much and in that case, I won’t mind asking for certain relationship advice without giving too much info. She’ll be gone before she can alert anyone and I’ll get my head at ease. There are things I can’t tell Kate after all. Having a secret this big is insane.
“Sure. See you then.”
My lips form a line.
“And babe, no homo shit, I’m straight.” My face flattens as the words leaves her mouth. She laughs aloud, catching my expression.
Oh fuck off! Asking a lady to have dinner is definitely not suspicious in any way. Plus, with the things that go on in Killian’s bedroom, I lick my lip gently with my tongue, I am considerably overly straight.
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