Chapter 5

 

DANIEL SMITH’S greatest regret is when he had a one night stand in the past. Two years ago and the memories of him with that woman are still fresh in his mind.

 

He can’t remember her face, that girl, but all he can remember is her figure, that sexy waist, that smell of her perfume, and the top of that, is the way she moans. Daniel still remembers it, and he wants to hear it.

 

Because of one single reason, ever since he had sex with that stranger, he never got hard again. His manhood looks always tired, meaning, the last sex he had was two years ago.

 

That adds fuel to the fire. He is sexually frustrated, he wants to have sex, but he can’t, his hardness can’t, because his penis looks dead. That is why what happened two years ago is Daniel’s greatest regret.

 

He manages to look at his documents with blank expressions. He can’t remember how many employees he fired, because of his temper. He can’t release what he wants to release, and the result of him being moody.

 

Now is the day he can’t think what he will do next. Daniel consulted different experts and doctors, but no one managed to bring back his dead manhood. He can only do some hand jobs alone, if he remembers that stranger’s voice.

He is now looking at the glass window, looking at the big skyscrapers outside, without any emotion written on his face. He will meet again another secretary, who has a high possibility of being fired in one second.

 

He heard the knock on the door, it creaked, and the next thing is, Daniel heard his new secretary's voice. Immediately, he felt his dick get hard after that, as if that thing between his legs was responding.

 

He saw her, but he can’t remember this lady as the one he had sex with, two years ago. He suddenly got hope, that maybe he can do something now. Maybe Ms. Andrew’s voice is similar to that evil witch he had sex with, and now he has a chance to have sex.

 

So he never let that opportunity go. He called a model, and did that thing in his office, while looking at his phone, looking at Cecil’s face. And he felt blessed after two years, he finally can cum.

 

After that sex, smile cannot leave on his face. He is beyond happy to know that he can lessen his sexual frustration. He can get hard again, he has a chance.

 

But still, for some reasons, he hates Cecil, he doesn't know why, but it feels like a love and hate relationship inside of him for his new secretary.

 

He went home, drink some alcohol, thinking about his next plan, he can’t let go her, either staying like a maniac psycho, having a sex with women, while looking at her picture.

 

“Still got that dead plant?’’ teased by his half-brother, Shawn, whom staying, or should he say barging his privacy inside of his condominium.

 

“Shut up, you moron,” he replied, hissing on his brother’s damn statement. “I had sex today.”

 

“Come on! Daniel, that dick is much softer than my gummy bears,” Shawn teases him even more, with an annoying smile.

 

“I am not lying, I have a new secretary, with the same voice, and same aura of that woman I had sex two years ago. I got sex with a woman while looking at her picture,” he said to his brother.

 

Shawn widened his eyes, mouth agape, and looked bewildered at him. “What the hell, Daniel? Are you really out of your mind? You need help now, I will call 911,” he said, still with disbelief.

 

“I am dead serious here, Shawn! You know how hard it is for us not to have sex, and for the first time, my manhood got hard! I can’t do anything!” he excused, no, he reasoned.

 

“Fine! Why don’t you hire that girl, or marry her, so that you don’t violate your secretary, you damn psycho.”

 

“I am not a damn psycho, I am cursed by that which! Do you think if I am not desperate, I will do this? I never wish to fuck someone’s hole by looking at her picture, at my new secretary’s picture” he almost shouted.

 

“Fine, look at her, investigate her, do something about that dead plant, okay?” he said, leaving his condominium. He lay his body on his couch, thinking about what he will do next, and he didn’t see this coming. Daniel can’t even tell if this is another problem, or the blessing in disguise.

 

THE next morning, he looked at his dick, tried to make it hard, but he was unsuccessful, he fooled again, not until he tried to imagine his secretary’s face, and that’s it. His manhood stood proud and hard. He can’t believe that a stranger again can fix what's broken on his body.

 

He sighed with frustration, had a cold shower, dressed up and drove his car. He went to his company, and went straight to the elevator. He didn’t expect to be in the small place with his secretary.

 

Daniel can smell his scent, and that scent is enough for him to feel that libido. He silently curses, and looks at the ceiling, wishing this can be over, or else, he will go straight to the mental hospital.

He can’t also deny the fact that he thinks that this all happened because he became a womanizer before. Breaking a woman's heart became his hobby, and ended up with him having this karma, he can’t accept it.

 

It feels like years before they went to the top floor. Now he is looking at Cecil's face. She has this thick eyeglass, messy look, not the best compared to the woman that he cursed for putting him in so much misery.

But he doesn’t care anymore, he found the possible answer, and he had to fix his manhood’s problem. He can’t live with a dick that looks like a dead plant, like what his brother always teases him.