"So what series is it you're going to binge?" I asked him, sipping from the iced tea, then shoving the pie plate away."It's an older one. Three seasons. Set in northern Britain. Very dark, but also hilarious.""Sounds... Good, I think?" I said, my elbows on the table throwing my palms up. He chuckled."I can see why you have apprehension. I've been secretive about my questionable shows with everyone else but for some reason, just now, all you had to do was ask and I confessed."I snorted, chuckling under my breath. Was he serious? He seemed like it. Just as I was about to ask him more a figure approached us. That scent of alcohol mixed with a little bit of BO and deodorant that I kinda liked. It was Everett."So, Robert, why are you here with Ada?" Everett asked outright, snapping his eyes to his supposed rival. I was so stunned I couldn't speak and that was a rarity. My stomach felt queasy. But then I felt excited.He was fidgeting and Charline wasn't hanging off him quite as
"Oh," I said, "You didn't need to do that. You have nothing to prove to me." But inside I was kinda happy. And glad for him. At least his girlfriend wasn't that rabid bitch. He could do so much better.Mila povI received a message which made my generic notification tone go off. Pulling down the message, I narrowed my eyes, having to read it multiple times.Anonymous: I've seen you and Mr. Williams. I know about what you're doing together. I won't go into details, but you know what I mean.Biting my lower lip, I was stunned. My heart began to race, and my neck had a sheen of sweat on it. It automatically gave the same feeling I'd had before like someone was watching me. My stomach felt like a fizzy storm had bubbled up from this threat.Could it be Lily again? Maybe I'd gone too far with using her son as leverage. At the time I thought I was being clever, but if this was her, maybe I shouldn't have taken it that far.Me: Who is this?Anonymous: Tell no one else. Leave the table
My best friend Ada, lounged beside me on my bed and exclaimed, "Mila, you are exquisitely beautiful." Her eyes were fixed on my phone as she uttered these words. "You should definitely consider sending Everett that photo of yourself." With a tap on the screen, a provocative selfie of me lying on my bed without a top materialized. I responded with a playful giggle, opting not to share that particular photo. "No, that one doesn't showcase my features. How about this one instead?" I selected another image of myself positioned against a wall, clad in black lacy lingerie, with my legs spread apart. In the photo, I held a small silver vibrator against my undergarments, my tongue poking out and my eyes closed. Ada suggested nonchalantly, "Why not send both?" I raised an eyebrow in response. "What? It wouldn't hurt to provide him with more options to peruse, if you catch my drift," she added, making a suggestive pelvic motion with her hand. I stared at the pictures, contemplating
Yesterday, I was looking forward to tonight. But now that this happened, I was dreading it. I didn't know how things were going to go with Mr. Williams. How could I ever even pretend like nothing had happened? Like I didn't send my most intimate pictures to my crush's father? Like I didn't get wet when he texted me back and told me that I was sexy?I grabbed my macroeconomics textbook from my backpack and opened it up to the chapters that I needed to study for my college exam next Monday while trying to stop thinking about tonight. Because if I did, I would get nothing done.My phone, which I had intentionally placed facedown on the bed, buzzed. I gazed over at it, heart racing. One minute passed, then two, then I couldn't control the urge to flip it over and see Mr. Williams's name on the screen.Mr. Williams: I look forward to seeing you tonight, Mila.I stared at the text with wide eyes and fanned myself. My God. What did I say to that?After deciding to ignore the text, I tur
My cheeks flushed red, and I stood up from my seat. "No! I'll go, uh … get some of my pictures that I've taken. They're in my room. It's much better than a picture on a phone. You can't ever see anything on those things. I'll be right back," I said, leaping out of my chair. Before I left the room, I gave Mr. Williams a pointed stare, trying to tell him that I was going to go get that damn vibrator and put it inside of me. For him. "Fuck!" I said once I rushed into my room. "This really can't be happening." I searched for a picture that looked semi-decent to bring down to show my parents. Luckily, I found one that Ada had taken a few years ago that she gave me. I removed it from the frame and then grabbed my vibrator and buried it inside of me. A soft vibration pulsed through my core, and I silently cursed. This was going to be a long night. When I made it back downstairs, I gave my parents the picture and sat with my legs crossed on my chair, my panties soaked. Mr. William
Mr Williams pulled himself out of me, and I turned to him and knelt. He stroked his erection. "Stick out your tongue. You're going to swallow for me."My toes curled. I gazed up at him, fingers rubbing my wetness. He took my chin in his hand, and I opened my mouth. His juice sprayed over my face, completely missing my mouth. When he released my jaw, I wiped his juice off with my fingers and sucked them into my mouth.He smirked down at me and pinched both of my nipples in his fingers, pulling me up. I stumbled back onto the bed. He pushed his fingers inside of me again.Someone knocked on my door."How's everything coming along in there?" Dad asked.I bit my lip, trying to hold back my moans, and dug my nails into his shoulders. He pounded his fingers deeper inside of me. I arched my back and threw my head back."It's coming along." Mr. Williams chuckled. My fingers dug deeper into his skin as I desperately tried to keep my moans quiet. "Isn't it, Mila?"My legs trembled as the
Reynolds cleared his throat, introducing the topic we'd be talking about today and going over some announcements, like he did at the start of every class, and a moment later, my phone buzzed. I swallowed hard, wanting to ignore it … but I couldn't ignore the warmth pooling between my legs. So, I turned the brightness on my phone all the way down and opened the message from Everett's dad. : I have something for you. My heart raced, and I drew my knees together. Mr. Williams had something for me. : Be a good girl and play with yourself back there during my presentation, and maybe I'll give it to you when class is over. I swallowed hard, staring down at the message. Oh my God. My pussy was already throbbing, aching to have him inside of me again. I felt like a schoolgirl in a fucking porno, seducing the teacher, playing with myself as everyone looked at him, but he only looked at me. Where would he take me this time? Over this desk when we were finished? In one of the many emp
Reynolds gazed at me for a long moment, nodding his head to Mr. Williams and then handing him my phone. Reynolds gathered his belongings and walked right out of the room. Everett lingered by the door.Mr. Williams gazed over at him. "I'll meet you back at the house for dinner," he said. "I need to talk to Miss Mila beforehand about"-he held up my phone-"this. Don't wait up for either of us."Everett nodded his head and left the room, leaving me alone with Mr. Williams in a deserted college business class. He walked to the front of the desk, leaned against it, and crossed one leg over the other.I huffed to myself and trudged over to him, trying not to look too excited about this. Because I wasn't. I really, really wasn't. Definitely wasn't.I stared up at him, gaze lingering on the bulge in the front of his pants.He held up my phone. "Do you think that the little stunt you pulled was funny?" he asked, brow raised."Depends," I said, batting my lashes at him. "Did it make you ha
"Oh," I said, "You didn't need to do that. You have nothing to prove to me." But inside I was kinda happy. And glad for him. At least his girlfriend wasn't that rabid bitch. He could do so much better.Mila povI received a message which made my generic notification tone go off. Pulling down the message, I narrowed my eyes, having to read it multiple times.Anonymous: I've seen you and Mr. Williams. I know about what you're doing together. I won't go into details, but you know what I mean.Biting my lower lip, I was stunned. My heart began to race, and my neck had a sheen of sweat on it. It automatically gave the same feeling I'd had before like someone was watching me. My stomach felt like a fizzy storm had bubbled up from this threat.Could it be Lily again? Maybe I'd gone too far with using her son as leverage. At the time I thought I was being clever, but if this was her, maybe I shouldn't have taken it that far.Me: Who is this?Anonymous: Tell no one else. Leave the table
"So what series is it you're going to binge?" I asked him, sipping from the iced tea, then shoving the pie plate away."It's an older one. Three seasons. Set in northern Britain. Very dark, but also hilarious.""Sounds... Good, I think?" I said, my elbows on the table throwing my palms up. He chuckled."I can see why you have apprehension. I've been secretive about my questionable shows with everyone else but for some reason, just now, all you had to do was ask and I confessed."I snorted, chuckling under my breath. Was he serious? He seemed like it. Just as I was about to ask him more a figure approached us. That scent of alcohol mixed with a little bit of BO and deodorant that I kinda liked. It was Everett."So, Robert, why are you here with Ada?" Everett asked outright, snapping his eyes to his supposed rival. I was so stunned I couldn't speak and that was a rarity. My stomach felt queasy. But then I felt excited.He was fidgeting and Charline wasn't hanging off him quite as
He was just going through the motions.My heart sank. I wished he could find something real. Those couple of nights in LA made me think he really wanted to change. Maybe someday."Give him some time, Ada. Maybe he'll surprise you."She shrugged, rolled her eyes and began to chug off her fountain raspberry ice tea, averting her eyes. Robert glanced back then went back to take the last bite of his sandwich. Leaning back he patted his belly."Wow, I am so stuffed right now. I need a wind down drink at home, maybe an episode of my favorite series then to pass out.""It's only the beginning of the week, Robert," I said whimpering, trying to commiserate. "We have to pretend we're not tired yet. It's office culture law."He frowned and said, "Sorry. You're right. I do know better." He pointed at me and we smiled. Then, I saw our waiter heading over to our table, with a dessert in one hand and a check in the other."We can split this," I said, "Or I can pay." I rifled through my purse.
His nose was slightly red from his exertion and the temperature as he waved the folder at me. Damn! It was one of the files from work.I must have dropped it when Ada texted me. Good thing he was behind to grab that up. I was so excited I didn't notice it slipped out from under my arm. How careless of me!Mr. Williams would be pissed if other people saw last quarters inside market reports."Thanks, Robert," I said, "My mind has been all over the place. You're a lifesaver.""Oh, it was pure chance I found it. You don't normally leave this way.""You're right, I don't," I paused, brushing my lips with my index finger then, "Were you behind me the whole time?”“Mm-hmm, I think so.”“Did you happen to notice if anyone else was following me?""I did see people, but I don’t know if they were following you. Why do you think it was you they wanted?”"I had the heeby jeebies, you know? Just a feeling. But every time I turned around, there was nobody there. But once I kept walking, it
But I had to be a good girl like he asked. I didn’t want him to have to say it twice. As such, I abruptly spun around and left out the office door, blowing a kiss just before I was gone.After I washed my face, for the rest of the day, I worked as usual in my cubicle, every once in a while, noting the soppy feeling of my panties against my crotch. Mostly the day was uneventful until one of the breaks. I happened to overhear some people chatting."Nat, I swear I'm losing it. During that meeting with Mr. Williams I kept hearing a bell. Was that real?" Chauncey asked. "If not, I've been working way too many hours and need to stop staring at my computer screen.""Not it wasn’t just you. I heard it too!" squeaked Natalie. "Maybe it wasn't a bell at all. I thought it sounded like a phone notification.”“That many times?” Chauncey asked. “No way, Nat. Mr. Williams doesn’t leave his phone on during meetings.”“Guess we’ll never know.”They chuckled under their breath eating some snacks
He plunged as far as he could go and I couldn't take it anymore. My legs splayed out involuntarily as I began to feel the orgasm. Sweat was dribbling and rolling on my lower back and stomach. Moaning, I had no control over my reactions and sounds. I wondered if I was going to squirt again.He pressed his engorged cockhead deep up my sopping gash and when he moved a tiny bit in and out, with the most miniscule movements, I cried out, whining and gasping, grasping his hand to my mouth. My pussy began twitching, then flexing, That happened a few more times and then the racking contractions hit. They were full with three tenses over and over.I could feel it intensify from my ass, as flickering electric shocks of pleasure.I held him inside me, using my kegel muscles, forcing him to stay until I’d completely gotten off. He had to struggle against me but then he withdrew. He was panting and stroking, his cock soaked up with my slit's natural lube. I could hear his shaft sloppily being j
My nipples could cut glass, they were so constricted, and I couldn't help but arch up into my eager fingers. Swirling faster now the stimulation caused both my ass and pussy to twinge. My bed was soaked, and I couldn't control myself.Praying my family didn't hear my moans I tossed my head back and forth dying so much to come. Oh, it was close. Waves rose in intensity and the feeling was going to be outrageous. Tilting up I threw my hips in the air to meet my eager fingers. I finger fucked myself finging that the stimulation so close to one another made a special electric spark to ever nerve. There it was, my pussy's first contraction as my ass squeezed down and the bell was going like crazy. Jingle, jingle, jingly. I spread my legs wide, stuffing two fingers in my pussy. Oh, God, Oh, God. There it was, peak then the intense cascade racking my pelvis and clit as my pussy finally gave way to one of the most unique orgasms I'd ever had. My body was a wash of sweat. I laid there pa
Just what he was up to, I couldn't be sure. Maybe he'd be able to provide a check so I could surprise my dad. That would be a hefty load though. I doubted that would be what it was. He was hoping for an answer so I turned to him nodding. "That's right," I said, "Do you have a new idea or something?" I asked, resting my pinkie on my lip. While he took note of my tease, he showed me his car keys, tossing them, then snatching them from the air. "I'll be right back." I heard his car beep once then again. He came back holding a silver box with a violet ribbon on it. Smiling widely, I took it into my hands. I forgot what it was supposed to be for.As I tugged at the ribbon, Mr. Williams quickly stopped me waving a hand at me. "Wait until later when the party's over."Feeling warm and slightly turned on, I was burning with curiosity but if he told me to wait, it was going to be worth it. Perhaps it had to do with my dad, but I couldn't see how. Maybe it was a box of money which was
"Would you like to see the good job Mila has been doing at Mr. Williams' company? It's not the kind of internship you'd expect."“Huh?” Mom asked, not that interested. But that wouldn’t last once Lily forced her to see. My heart sank. This was it. Oh God!It wasn't like I could physically stop her. Because what if I'm wrong? What if all she wants to do is reveal my inner anger with her and make me appear unhinged? It was a gamble with Lily.Turning to the table, I used it to steady myself. Then I grabbed a glass of lemonade, my hands shaking as ice and lemon slices poured out of the large painted carafe. Purposely, I spilled some but as I was wiping it up, I grabbed one of the ponies and unscrewed it, dumping the whole thing in my drink.My dry mouth welcomed the tart lemon with biting vodka. I hoped the alcohol would calm my anxiety too as Lily sidled closer to Mom with her phone. How much did she know? Oh, fuck!Ada skipped over, pretended to be looking at her phone too intently, a