Tanaga’s breathing stopped. His heart pumped faster, racing like a Mustang running two hundred miles per hour.
Tanaga’s heartbeat in his ears, ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump.
Ashley smiled as she gazed at the handso, angel-like face in front of her. Her body temperature rose higher as she leaned her head down to embrace him. He flirtatiously caressed Tanaga’s face.
"Mmm...so handso. Soft as a baby’s bottom..." she purred. She hungrily pressed her lips hard on his, tasting his sweetness with her tongue.
He was caught off guard by her sudden movents. Overco by the heat of the mont, he had no choice. He responded to her kisses, accepting them fully and returning them with the sa eagerness.
Tanaga thought to himself, whatever happens, happens. It feels too good to stop it.
As the two were pecking away like fighting cocks, Tanaga tried to comprehend what it was Ashley had that the other won he had t were lacking.
At his office alone, pretty won threw themselves at him daily, desperately trying to catch his attention. He never felt anything special towards any of them, not at all. The complete lack of interest in their efforts had led Tanaga to wonder if he was gay.
Once, he had even gone to a gay bar to try and determine whether or not he was gay. He had sat at the bar and watched an erotic scene play out on stage and felt nothing; the sa response he had toward won.
He had felt nothing until now. He was enchanted, unable to rein in his urges. He was kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He acted as if this would be his last night in this crazy world, while Ashley was still not in her right mind.
Shit! What am I doing? He reassessed the situation in his sudden clarity. This isn’t right. I’m taking advantage of her! Tanaga quickly let go of Ashley. The abruptness of his actions caused Ashley to slip and fall butt first, leaving him thankful the expensive bathtub had silicon padding.
Ashley landed on her backside with her legs wide open, leaving everything between them exposed. The sight would have only added to the temptation Tanaga already felt. He hastily ran out of the bathroom as if the God of Death was chasing him. He was thankful he hadn’t gotten a clear view of Ashley lying in the bottom of the tub, fearful he wouldn’t have been able to resist.
Everything would probably follow the history of World War II... But this ti, ’The Philippine flag would go down without a fight against the Japanese...’
As soon as Tanaga left the bathroom and closed the door behind him, his feet gave out, and he fell bottom-first on the floor. His hand clasped his chest. It was tight and making it hard for him to breathe.
"What is this?" He asked himself. "This isn’t the first ti I’ve seen a naked woman. Why am I getting this excited? I’m acting like this is my first ti!" He continued massaging his chest as he scolded himself.
Once he cald down, he realized he’d left Ashley sitting in the tub. He was imdiately scared stiff, thinking she might’ve hit her head on the wall, or worse.
Tanaga jumped up and rushed to the bathroom door. He opened the door just wide enough to pop his head inside. "Ashley! Ashley, are you okay? Just tell you’re fine, so I don’t need to co in!"
There was no response, only silence, and this worried Tanaga.
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