I took a shower, wore the lingerie, lightly spritzed myself with perfume and applied light gloss to my lips.. I wore my red stiletto’s to give myself a boost. At exactly 8pm, I heard the bell and i opened the door to Smith.. He didn’t even say anything to me..
He grabbed me and kissed me hard and deep.. Trailing his hands down my body and touching me in all the right places.. He carried me to my bedroom and threw me on the bed.. He tore off my thong and went down on me like a hungry beast.. He gave me the full force of his attention.. I kept on m0an!ng like a Bytch in heat and held on to his head for my dear life.. When i felt myself approach orgasm.. He pulled off and stopped.. I m0aned in disappointment and felt like a strung up ball..
He gently removed my bustier and sU-Cked my Tips and i felt a finger slowly penetrate me..
I cried out…
He withdrew his fingers and rubbed my cunt with his J0yst!ck head.. He pushed in a teeny tiny bit and I felt his hugeness.. I feel soo full and he thrust deep.. I screamed in joy and completeness.. It’s been soo long..
He withdrew and instead of plunging in deep for the 2nd stroke, he held my face tenderly, smoothing the hair from my face and said
“Payback Bytch” and stood up.
I felt all the blood drain from my face.. ” What do you mean by that?!” I screamed! Im dying of arousal here!! “You got your payback. Now, we can resume our hatred from where we stopped”. He said, stuffing his erection into his trouser.. I almost weeped.. I felt my heart broke into pieces as his words registered in my mind..
He wore his clothes and padded out of my room. . “Was all this a lie Smith?! You deceived me?! What?!” I asked.. My voice clogged with tears and I’d never been this humiliated in my life.
He just smiled wickedly and said nothing. “See you at work tomorrow, Samantha..”
He always call me Sam. He left.
I fell on the floor in shame.. Tears streaming down my face.. He built my arousal to unbearable peaks and then left.. What a bastard.. I didn’t know how long i sat on the floor crying.. I can’t believe i fell for my greatest enemy.
My phone pinged a message alert and it read:
An emergency meeting is going to hold tomorrow..
“A new Chief Financial Officer will be elected.. Between you and Smith.. My dear, I want you to get this Job. Prepare.”
This message is from my CEO.
I wiped my tears and my spine straightened. I’m going to beat you. You stinking bastard.