ANDREA. “Would you like coming over for dinner tonight? I would like to introduce you to my parents.” Fred asked, giving me that fond look. What the heck is going on? Fred is confusing me, he had never looked at me so passionately before. Was it because he felt guilty of what happened? “What do you say? Babe? I'm having dinner with my parents in a long time. I would love to have you in sight. Both my mom and Dad would love to meet you” He said and I grunted inwardly. I should have known better to sign up for this whole faking stuff. It wouldn't be natural if I refuse this request. I mean couples do see each other's parents right? But this would only complicate my plan of dumping him in two weeks. Gosh, what have I gotten myself into? I don't know if I can do this. I think I should end this right here,this instant.“Fred, I …..” I paused, Fred was looking at me so eagerly and it was getting harder to say no to this request. It doesn't really matter, does it? There are tons of coupl
DIEGO. I saw the surprised look on her face but I maintained my cold and distant demeanour. Fred told me that he would be bringing her around. It was the first time we were having dinner together since I split with my ex wife two years back. Fred wanted us to come together and I couldn't refuse because I have been lingering around in New York. Those beautiful grey eyes were piercing through my soul. I'm sure she has a lot of things going on in her mind. She would be wondering if this whole thing was a coincidence. I decided to stay away from Andrea after that night she tried to remove my mask. I messed up big time after wearing a party mask instead of my ski mask. It was easily recognizable and I wasn't on my lenses that changed my eye colour. She must have suspected something and that's why she tried removing my mask. With Andrea, I just can't control myself. Seeing her on that transparent bodycon with cami shorts made me want to have her to myself and it caused me to make rash
ANDREAI was having too many conflicted emotions. Diego, that was his name. How come he was Fred's father? How come this whole thing is happening? I'm trying to keep my thoughts and self in place but it seems almost impossible. This whole thing is making me more perplexed and uncomfortable than I thought it would. When Diego kissed my hands, it was meant to be a greeting but I just imagined him kissing me down to my tits. His full firm lips would fit my tits perfectly. Oh fuck, I needed get it together at that point. I was trying hard to keep the tension within me in place but it was still so palpable. I wouldn't be surprised if anyone noticed. With Diego opposite me, it was like an impossible mission. I wasn't really concerned about what Fred's mother said. To me, she was just looking out for her son. I just found the perfect opportunity to exit Diego's presence. I needed to put myself and thoughts together otherwise everyone would feel my tension. Everyone would know what I feel
ANDREA. Fred came into the bathroom while I was in a dishevelled state. I had pretended to be washing my hands but my heart was drumming non stop. Diego had to quickly hide in one of the bathroom stalls since Fred was still in the hallway that led to the bathroom. “Andrea…..” Fred called, his voice brimming with concern as he stepped into the bathroom. I pressed my lips together and tried to maintain my composure as I turned to him. “Are you okay? You have stayed here for long” Fred said, coming closer to feel my temperature. “I'm…. I'm…fine” I stuttered, trying to make the whole situation obvious. Fucking get it together, Andrea! “Are you nervous? Does my mom make you uncomfortable?” He asked again and I forced a smile and nodded slightly. I just need to go home. I have really messed up. I'm feeling so disgusted at myself right now. Diego was married and yet I let him touch me. “I'm so sorry, Andrea. I didn't know she would actually act like that but trust me she didn't mean i
ANDREA. A heavy silence hung over the air the moment I said that. Fred was staring at me weirdly like he I was saying something impossible. He grabbed my wrists instantly “I know you don't love me,Andrea, but I'm willing to wait. I want to make this work. Please give us another chance” “Fred ….I …..” I tried to counter but he threw himself onto me. “I want this to work.. I'm sorry for mistreating you in the past. I promise to get this right now, please….” Fred pleaded desperately and I have no idea what to do. “What if I can't love you?” I hate to ask but I had to. Real or not, he is making this harder for me.“Don't just push me away. Let's say it's a payback for treating you shitty in the past” He said and I let out a dry chuckle. He pulled away and held me by my arms. “We will talk about this tomorrow. You are not feeling too well, you have to rest” He said, staring at me longingly..I breathed out a sigh and gave him a curt nod. “Good”He leaned in and kissed my forehead. “G
DIEGOI should have known that Andrea would later find out about me. It would have happened sooner or later, I was stupid enough to leave traces everywhere. It wasn't meant to be hideous forever. Why did I feel a little hurt when I looked at her eyes and the feelings she portrayed, I wasn't supposed to. It wasn't meant to be! She means nothing to me so why should I care? I don't like women touching me, yet I wasn't irritated when Andrea touched me. I could have bitten the hands off if it was another. She is making me feel weird things and I fucking hate it. But I also don't wish to let her go. I was fucking pissed when she said she wasn't going to my submissive anymore. In other words,she wouldn't grant me access to her body anymore. How dare she? I make the rules, not her, I was mainly using her for pleasure and I'm supposed to let go now she figured it out but why can't I? Shit,this is so hard. Andrea is making this hard for me and I don't know how much of it I can take. I thin
ANDREA. Two weeks have passed since I found out Diego was the same person as the masked stranger. Ever since the blowjob that morning, I have never met or heard from Diego again. A part of me missed him, not a part, I missed him. Sometimes I get to have erotic dreams about him. I get to wish he was with me,making love to me, showing me his dominant traits. He acted so mad when I said I would stop being his submissive but ended up disappearing. This was right,this was meant to be done but am I feeling a bit disappointed. I mean he should have let me know if he was going to go. Fuck you,Andrea,are you guys dating? Get a grip! Why should he have let you know? I only heard from Fred that he travelled to California. Since he went on ghost mode,I tried texting to see if he would reply. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay or maybe I wanted him to talk to me. Fred has also been insisting on keeping our relationship. I just don't get the problem with him, anytime I bring up a br
ANDREA. The Day for the launching of the company finally came and I wouldn't lie I had been anticipating it even though I'm not sure if Diego would be there. But why was I getting a little excited? I chose one of the lavish dresses Fred had gifted me..A luxurious silk maxi black dress with a sultry open back down to my waistline. I let my hair cascade down my shoulders and with the little make up I put on my face,I was good to go. Coincidentally,I heard my doorbell ring as I looked up to the clock,It was 8 pm. I inhaled a deep breath before stepping out. If Diego was indeed there,all I wanted was to see him,no sex. Just want to make sure he is okay. 'Why wouldn't he be okay, Andrea? Do you think he misses you or misses being with you? Get a grip!’ my inner voice countered. 'fuck,I shouldn't have accepted to go this party. Looking at myself in the mirror,I just wanted to pull my dress and lay down. If Diego is truly there, I might not be able to control myself. “I should. Why