"That's not true and you know it. You're just saying that because I didn't want to fool around with you. You can't take rejection, can you?" "Mila, you aren't being honest with me," he said. I glared at him unsure why I owed him an explanation. "I know you're seeing someone else. Otherwise, you wouldn't be acting this way." "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, scoffing, crossing my arms. "Who in the school are you dating? Is it Joseph?""Really, Everett?" I asked tossing my hair. "Is that the only conclusion you can come to?""Well, what else can you tell me? You've been hounding me for months, sending me dirty pictures in lingerie and posing with your vibrator. Now you’re cold as ice. What do you expect me to think?" he asked. Turning around, I secretly took a deep breath trying to gather my thoughts. "I need to focus on my internship at your father's company. Then my credits will be sorted out. That’s what has my attention." Everett sneered at me.
The video was probably enough but I wanted to go further so I snapped a few photos. One was of me bent over, facing the camera and pointing to my ass. Then I took one of myself holding my vibrator with my tits squeezing them together to hold it in.I sent all three within seconds of each other hoping to get a quick reaction. I really wanted to get this project over and done with, but all this posing was turning me on. If he didn't respond soon, I'd have to wait and that could only lead to one thing...His prompt reply led me to believe he approved highly. Imagining him seeing me had me glued to my phone, waiting if he’d sent me something back in the same vein.As I laid on my bed, I fantasized about what he felt when he saw my pictures. Would he be gently stroking his dick through his pants first or did he head straight for the zipper yanking it out through the hole? Did it make him drip and yearn like me?As I thought about him rubbing himself to my photos, my core surged, and I
"Do you have a ride there yet?" he asked."No, I neglected to do that," I said, slapping my forehead with a bashful grin. I felt stupid for not already setting this up."Well, it shouldn’t be a problem for you.”“What do you mean?” I asked, pinching my brow in question.“Didn't I see you leave here with Everett the other night?" He motioned with his cup to the front door. Waiting for my response, he lightly tapped his foot."Oh, we aren't that close," I said, glancing down at his fidgeting shoe then back in his eyes. "I mean, Everett likes to joke around but we don't have anything romantic going on."Robert breathed a sigh of relief."Well in that case, let me make things easier for you. I have field work this afternoon so I can take you up to meet Mr. Adam. We can go over all the supposed intricacies of reports.”We shared a laugh.“Does that sound good?" he asked."Sure!" I exclaimed, pursing my lips, bouncing a bit. "I appreciate it." This was certainly advantageous. What
"No, please!" I whispered fiercely, waving my hands at him, "Let Robert go." Mr. Williams returned, bending me over. This time, he didn't waste any time and shoved his cock inside me.He had to cover my mouth to keep my moans from escaping my lips as he drove as deep as he could. I strained against his palm, licking it as I cried. Once he brushed my cervix, I came. My pussy was still contracting on him after nearly a minute of him being stuffed inside me.Once he pulled out, I realized just how exhausted I was. I watched as he tried to put his hard cock away, but it was still throbbing and swollen to tame behind his zipper. As much as I wanted to admire it, I didn’t have the energy. As he smoothed his clothes, I nearly stumbled to his couch."I need to take a short nap. I promise I'll be up soon."Before he could answer me, I was asleep.♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎During my nap I dreamed of Everett exposing my relationship with his father. We were in the same office. When Everett threw the door o
While Mr. Adam went to get the paperwork, I teased Mr. Williams for playing his role so well."Impressive job in picking up on the act I was trying to pull off. Makes me almost feel like I'm your first female CEO." I crossed my arms proudly."Well, Miss CEO, are there any other services you want performed?" he asked."I'd like services in bed," I said, batting my eyelashes at him, biting my lower lip. My core tightened at the thought of it, making my pussy contract once."I can provide you with satisfaction in that area.""Can you do that in every way?" I asked coyly."What are you talking about?""Will you kiss it?" I pointed between my legs and he smiled at me."You'll never forget it once I do. Are you sure you want me to do that?"My heart began pounding as he maintained eye contact."Are you saying I'll be addicted to you and never be able to break away once we do?"He didn't answer, only grinned. His naughty expression made me swell between my legs. I could sense that
Meekly, he pulled it out as it rung repeatedly. When he picked up, I could hear the person on the other line laying things out."Certainly, I understand you're the company's lawyer..." His voice trailed off as Mr. Williams decided to take the opportunity to leave with me. Once he was in the driver's seat, he seemed furious. I was incredibly embarrassed, feeling pins and needles in my chest and a knot in my stomach.The engine roared and we left, with him speeding away. As he kicked it into third gear already going ninety mph we hit the highway. The dials wound up, flying into the red as the engine spun. He knocked it into fourth, then once he was over one hundred and ten mph, he threw it into fifth.Staring at him, my heart was pounding as I shakily touched his arm."What?" he demanded, not taking his eyes off the road. My mouth went dry as I trembled nervously."Where are we going? This isn't the way back."He refused to speak to me. My breathing increased as I became more afra
Afterwards, he used my underwear to wipe my juice off his crotch and pant legs. He tossed it to me as I did the same. As I did, he looked at me with a tiny smile, expressing so much yet barely moving.On the way back I felt much better about everything. Mr. Williams' jokes filled my mind, keeping me at ease, forcing me to not overthink things. Then he decided to take this opportunity to give me some advice."With contracts and partnerships in the future, you need to be masterful with your reaction. Surprises don’t often come up, but when they do, you can't let anyone see they've gotten the better of you."“Are you telling me to keep my temper under wraps?""Exactly," he said.“I’ll be sure to remember that.”Mr. Williams drove me all the way home. When we pulled up in the driveway, my dad parted the living room curtains, craning his neck to see what was going on. He left out the front door furrowing his brow in confusion."Everett. You drove Mila home from work today..." My dad
My heart thumped, deafening me, and a prickling sensation crawled up my spine. The situation was eerie and all I wanted to do was leave. Whirling around, I double timed it toward the door. I had my foot outside but then I was stopped when someone grabbed my arms and kissed me.Thinking it was Everett, I used all my strength, struggling to escape. Pushing against his chest I tried gaining the upper hand, but he was much stronger than me. My heart was pounding as he held me tighter. Though I was terrified, ideas of horrible outcomes flashed in my mind, so I stopped fighting.I fell into a state of panic, barely able to breathe, but then I could see that this was Mr. Williams. As my vision adjusted to the outside streetlights, I realized it was really him who had hold of me and not his son."Why are you so scared?" he asked me, furrowing his brow. A wave of sadness hit me. Without control I began to cry. He rubbed my arms trying to calm me down. "It's okay, Mila." I couldn't stop the t
I didn't want to lose him but this was stupid."You say this is a negotiation, but it seems more like a contract. I'm familiar with those now. It was you who taught me to read the fine print."Saying that pissed him off just like I knew it would. I turned from him and ran upstairs. I felt utterly alone and closed off from the world. Mr. Williams was hot as fuck, but I didn't feel comfortable with this. We had fun being spontaneous and if I was completely honest with myself, the unknowing was sometimes part of the enticement.Texting Ada, I wanted to hear some words of encouragement.Me: What are you up to? Have any pictures you can send me?I wanted anything to distract me from the discomfort that he'd just dumped on me. What a dick to make this into an ultimatum. He wanted me to call him Daddy, but that was all I was going to do. If he wanted me to call him master, that was different.Whenever Ada is with Everett, she doesn't respond to me so I wasn't surprised when I checked a
The next day, Ada came to the hospital. I could tell she had been crying for a long time. Her face was puffy and streaked and her eyelids were swollen.My heart felt heavy with guilt."I'm sorry, Ada. It was my carelessness that caused everyone to blame you.""Huh? Nobody blamed me. Mr. Williams was there to help me feel better. I was just worried sick about you.”"But Everett seemed so resentful toward you about it. That didn't bother you?"Ada shrugged and stared at the floor. Then she picked her head up and looked directly into my eyes."I have to tell you something," she said. She bit the corner of her mouth, fidgeting."Ada, what's wrong?" I asked.Everett came around the corner just as Ada was about to speak. When he entered the room, she curled back into herself and buttoned her mouth. What was it that she wanted me to know that Everett couldn't hear?"Mila, I'm here to bring you home!" he said excitedly. His words of comfort and energy were exactly what I wanted to he
I barely flinched as they injected me. An orderly helped me onto the bed, flipping his stethoscope over his head, sliding in the earpieces and listening to my chest."Her lungs aren't wheezing as badly but we aren't out of the woods yet. Let's get the treatment going."The doctor gave me more epinephrine shots and administered my nebulizer. The steamy tube of albuterol began to open my lungs. The sensation of relief was indescribable. I was going to live!Though the drugs had my body running high on adrenaline, I slowly began to feel my immune system calm down. My breathing leveled out, though my throat was in pain.Everett was pacing in the ward, holding one hand on his forehead. When he saw that I was more present, he walked over to me."Mila, you're alright.""Thank you, Everett," I said with a scratchy voice. "You remembered my inhaler and EpiPen."He nodded and smiled, exhaling in relief. Ada then rushed into the room, looking back and forth at me and the machines monitori
Once we were in a more private area, she leaned closer so we could talk quietly."Did Everett say something to you again? I'll kill that bastard," she said, punching her fist into her palm."No, no. This has nothing to do with him. It's something worse than that," I whispered. My lips were trembling as a spell of vertigo hit me. Ada gripped my shoulders, steadying me on my feet."Oh, God. Are you pregnant?" she asked with a straight face. Though it was a legitimate question, I couldn't help but smile."Thankfully, not that either," I said. "But it’s like we thought. I just saw pictures of other young girls on Mr. Williams' desktop. He didn't even try to hide it when I came in.""Slow down Mila. What exactly did you see?" she asked me, still holding my shoulders."They had statistics, descriptions, even their measurements. The girls were half naked for God's sake. It was probably a dating site."Ada didn't speak at first but then she laughed under her breath and smiled knowingly
"I think that's a really bad idea, Ada. We're guests here on vacation. What if I was caught snooping around? That's not only rude but crossing personal boundaries. It could get us in trouble, not to mention Mr. Williams disowning me.""Okay, okay, fine," she said, putting her hands up and slumping her shoulders in defeat. She sure likes to learn about gossip, and I couldn't help but see her point of view. In my heart I had a wicked desire to find out, too. I didn't think it would be possible to keep it at bay for much longer.Once everyone was cleaned up, we decided to go outside and eat lunch on the back patio. As we indulged in the yummy food, my parents took turns asking me why I came back alone the night before."I ended up–" I began. But before I could finish, I was interrupted."We all decided–"Ada said, then stopped."It was my fault. It–" Everett butted in.The three of us exchanged awkward glances, realizing how uncoordinated and disorganized our answers were. If only w
Mila's POV::My stomach was in knots, knowing Ada thought of me as a rat. Not only that, but I left her alone, in the middle of the night at a strange place. Then Mr. Williams scolded her; everything was a mess. But none of that mattered because she was my best friend, and I needed us to be okay.Ascending the stairs, I held my breath then softly knocked on her bedroom door."Go away!" she said in a hissing whisper. Sighing nervously, I leaned closer. This was going to be difficult to have a covert conversation through a closed door. What if my parents heard us?"I'm sorry, Ada," I whispered as loudly as I could, "I'm just worried about you. Did something happen? Was Everett there or did he leave you?"As I waited for her answers, Everett sloppily walked up the stairs, expertly inserting himself into our conversation. He leaned against her closed door, forcing me to back up. I plugged my nose as he faced me, waving my hand back and forth."You smell horrible," I complained to hi
Everett's POV::I accidentally told Ada the truth. My mother leaving gouged a crater in my heart that could never be filled no matter how many girls I fucked, drinks I slammed, or cars I raced. That hurt was always there now it was out in the open.I hardly talked to Dad about it, much less a fuck buddy. Dad knows though. He always has. It's exactly why he continues to let things slide with me.He's been tightening up on the finances, though. He froze my accounts for fuck's sake, and I don't know why. It must have something to do with Mila. All my life he’s rarely refused my requests but lately, something has changed.Perhaps I'd been too harsh on her. Dad warned me about that, and of course, I didn't listen. If only I could win her back, things would be okay. Sometimes, I think with my dick too much though and this recent affair with Ada hasn't helped my chances any.“My story worked on you, didn’t it?” I asked, chuckling like my confession was one big joke. I had to do somethin
Everett headed toward the exit, his pace hastened with each step. My heart raced, terrified of what he'd find about Mila and his father. With my shoes slamming on the boardwalk, I awkwardly sprinted after him."Just what do you plan to do about it, rich boy?" I asked, panting. There was a bounce in his agitated steps that made it difficult to keep pace with."Shut up, Ada,” he growled. “I know you sent her away, probably on purpose so you could have me all to yourself." He curled his lip at me in disgust. I scoffed."Oh, please. Don't flatter yourself, you bastard." I waved my hand at him in dismissal. His glare was stern but then his attention was drawn elsewhere to something in the distance. When I followed his gaze, my throat felt tight when I saw who was there. It was Mila with Mr. Williams!As soon as I noticed, I quickly stepped in front, blocking Everett’s view. Though he was ducking his head and craning his neck to see around me, I made sure he wouldn't get a glimpse, fla
Ada POV::Initially, I had a vague pang of regret for not picking Mila up, but after coming home and seeing her with Mr. Williams, I knew it was right not to disturb her last night. Besides, I had a secret of my own that I didn't want to reveal to her.Though I pretended I didn't know about his whereabouts to Mila, Everett had returned last night, after all. He was worried that I would confess about our one-night stand to her so we spent the evening at a bar. It was probably simply to pacify me, but I went with it.Putting aside that he's a jerk and Mila's former fling, I came to realize that we have quite similar tastes in alcohol, music and enjoy playing darts. He loosened up the more we drank, and I tested him to see how competitive he was. His aggression with Mila’s mystery boyfriend made me know he'd not be able to resist."Aw, damn," I said, tossing a dart haphazardly to the board. I sucked my lower lip, overplaying my girlish mannerisms. Everett noticed a chance to dominate