The man's moan made me feel even more uncomfortable if possible, but what could I do? This was my job.
“Can you make it stronger?” The guy asked when my hands were on his tailbone, every time I reached that area he said the same thing.
"Sure," I mumbled making more pressure before moving up to his shoulders.
“Ah, great...”
I kept massaging the client's body for a few more minutes until my phone started vibrating in my pocket, warning that an hour had passed, but when I moved away, the guy placed his hands on my butt.
"You don't touch the masseuse," I said jumping back.
“Come on, darling,” the client sat down and looked at me suggestively “We both know you want it...”
"I definitely want you to get out of my cubicle," I muttered as I headed for the door.
"I don't mean that," he murmured grabbing my wrist with some force when I was about to open it, "Or maybe you want it rough?"
Terribly upset and disgusted, I reac
"I told you this wouldn't stay like this," he said entering and closing behind him. I could only nod and drop the phone in disbelief. “Chris―” "No," he cut me off pulling back his wet hair from his face. "You already spoke, I think it would be fair for me to speak now." I nodded, walking backwards until my thighs hit the sofa’s armrest, but I didn't dare look away fearing this was all an illusion. But then he started talking and I knew he was real. “The day I get married,” he began to say with an icy voice “It will be for love and I’ll trust that my wife feels the same way for me. I’ll do my best to make her happy and never disappoint her, and I’ll try to be the best father to my children, an example to be follow, Helena. Do you understand me? I would never cheat.” I gulped seeing his breathing quickening. "And maybe I'm a fucking masochist, but I needed you to tell me face to face," he said with a steely voice as he ap
"Not again," I murmured against the pillow when I felt something walk down my back. "Not another snake." But unlike last time, when the snake woke me up, the weight was tiny and it felt different. Meow. I blew out my breath when I knew it was a cat and turned gently so as not to scare the animal until I was kneeling on the bed. "But you're so tiny," I said surprised to see the black kitten looking at me with interest between the sheets. Meow. I carried the kitten on my chest and marveled at how calm he stayed there and went in search of Helena. At some point in the night the light had come, but I didn’t even remember falling asleep, I was really exhausted since I didn’t feel when she left the bed. "He's still sleeping," I heard her say from the kitchen, "The poor man must be really tired." I stood on the door jamb with the cat still with me, and prepared to listen to the conversation with whoev
"I want the inventory of towels, oils, essences and nail polishes," I told Jenny without taking my eyes off my list, "You know what to do with the stained towels, I can't bear to see them on the shelves." "I told you to use towels of other colors," she replied chewing her gum in my ear as she was leaning over my shoulder. “Red is ordinary and doesn’t go well with the Zen style of my spa,” I replied feeling that my tension was accentuated with each chew that woman gave the gum “And I have told you a million times to leave that crap out of this place.” His mouth stopped automatically and my ear finally got silence. "I think you need to go for a run," my employee muttered before walking away from me. I sighed wearily as I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes trying to relax. It wasn’t just Monday, but it was also the end of the month and that meant only one thing: inventory day. We'd spent the entire morning filing guest inf
"And then the... witch, told me to leave the questions for later, can you believe it? She loves to make fun of new parents.” "I can't imagine," I mumbled without paying much attention to Fred and a lot to my phone. I had tried to contact Helena all day, but hadn’t received any response from her, I suppose she was still annoyed by my work and I thought it’s understandable. "I asked her if she couldn't do something to make it spread its legs and to see the sex, and do you know what her answer was? That she wasn’t God to perform miracles! That woman hates me.” I looked up puzzled at that phrase. “Sofia didn't want to spread her legs?” I asked confused Fred looked perplexed at my answer. “The doctor!” He exclaimed annoyed, "Did you hear anything I said? I've been talking about the doctor's appointment for half an hour and you... hell, you didn’t pay attention to anything, right?” "Of course I did... the doctor didn't want t
One day when the light is glowing, I'll be in my castle golden but until the gates are open, I just wanna feel this moment Oh oh... I just wanna feel this moment Oh oh... I just wanna to feel this moment. Ah, Christina... how I loved this woman's voice. I took off my earbuds and turned to see Jimmy for a second, who was a few feet behind me looking like he was about to have a heart attack. “How are you doing, Jimmy?” I asked worried, but without stopping running. "Like a million bucks," he exclaimed between gasps. "It's only two miles to go, buddy," I yelled at him before picking up the pace. "It’s been twelve now, I think I can complete them by crawling." I put my earbuds back on without losing my smile and fully focused on my training. I know you're wondering who the hell Jimmy is, and well, I'm going to tell you: Jimmy has been my bodyguard for three days. Crazy, right? I'd never needed one i
Mark gave a hiss of appreciation as he leaned against the closed door. "Man... you scored well with her." And that made me feel... how was I supposed to feel? Mark had kept an eye on Helena and it didn’t feel good. Fred's chuckle made me realize that I was silent and staring at Mark, who looked surprised. “If looks could kill...” "Relax, Royce," Mark said uncomfortably moving from the door. "I'm married, but not blind. I’m just letting you know that your girlfriend is beautiful.” "I don't know how Olivia would feel knowing that you scanned another woman," I mumbled sitting down in my chair. I must have said something funny because he started laughing heartily. "He's new in this," Fred said laughing as well. "Thinks that our senses are only activated with our women." I gaped at both of them as they cracked up in laughter as they sat across from me. “You think Sofia doesn’t eyed men on the street?” Fred as
"It's a nice night, right?" Meow. “It will only be a few hours, you’ll have water, food and the house to yourself, Rolls.” Meow. I looked away from the city and looked amused at the cat in my arms. Every night was the same; I would sit in one of the chairs on the small balcony on the second floor and Rolls would climb onto my lap to be patted while Helena finished dinner. But tonight would be different, because for the first time, I would leave Rolls alone and go with my girlfriend and my friends for a night of drinks. God, I was too nervous about this whole matter, so much so that I was about to tell Helena to cancel the outing, but seeing her enthusiasm and joy on her face, I couldn’t do it. I got up from the chair, adjusted the gray shirt Helena had chosen for me and locked the French doors, and leaving the cat on the sofa, I went to find my girl to see what was taking her so long, when I stopped fr
“How do you feel, miss?” Dizzy, wanting to vomit, tired, scared. "Good," I mumbled looking away from the nurse. “You sure?” She asked doubtful "You have to be honest, otherwise you’ll be here longer until you tell the truth, you were about to overdose." Mother fucker. Drug addicts overdosed; I had barely had a marihuana brownie and it was like a binge in my teenage days, so I couldn't be called a junkie. But someone had injected me with a drug capable of killing and tried to kidnap me. I opened my mouth and told the nurse how I really felt and turned my face towards the closed door. I had overheard Christopher muttering something to the doctor when she left my room 15 minutes ago and he still hadn't come in to see me. "I'll be back in an hour to check your vital signs, but you should be fine with the serum and the fentanyl counteracting medicine." I nodded and stayed silent not wanting to
"Holy God, it's so good," Helena moaned falling back onto the pillows. "At some point it has to stop being so perfect, sweetheart. Sex after marriage is supposed to be boring and bland.” "I didn't see anything bland about what we were doing a minute ago," I replied exhausted falling next to her so as not to crush her. "You're incredible, honey." She smirked at me still trying to regulate her breathing and I couldn't help but bring my hand up to her distended stomach. I still couldn't believe that in less than three weeks I would become a father. Apparently, Helena's contraceptive had been compromised the day they tried to kidnap her. Among the drugs they gave her, plus the antibiotics she took along with other medicines, they made conception possible… besides the amount of sex we had after that episode. "We were only supposed to watch a movie," I drawled while still touching and looking at her. And now, with almost nine months, my wife
I was where I needed to be. It was a hard journey, but I was here. And while my wife was supposedly mad at me, I knew it would all work out. Or that’s what I hoped before kissing her and losing control with her touch. I wasn't really sure anymore after that. I’d literally pushed her away and shut herself, and I didn't know whether to let her be or slam the door for her to get out. That's what I was going to do tomorrow, but luckily, she had come out voluntarily. “Where’s your ring, honey?” I muttered totally intrigued running my finger over one of her eyebrows. “Are you really waiting for my lawyer? Did I wait too long to get to you?” I couldn't help but smile when a sigh escaped her mouth before she moved her body closer to where I was sitting. No. I hadn't misread the signs, Helena still loved me and I knew that from one moment to the other, everything would be solved, she just wanted to make me pay fo
“And then?” Josh whispered. “Nothing!” I sputtered. “Nothing happened.” “What do you mean nothing happened?” Jenny sounded dumbfounded. I covered my mouth when I yawned before answering. After showing up at the bar again, walking me home, and basically camping on the porch, Christopher had disappeared sometime in the morning. That bastard. I’d spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, waiting for some sound from outside. And had it happened? No! Now I found myself feeling hopelessly tired and annoyed at myself for not calling the police. I should have made the fucking call and... Bah, who was I lying to? I wouldn’t have slept knowing he was around. "He doesn't look like a man begging for your forgiveness," Candace murmured to my right. “Because you said so?” "Because that says so," she answered pointing to the front, leaving my body shaking. There was my adorable torment pla
"So... tonight’s bar night?" Jenny asked when I entered the reception “Asera said there’s gonna ribs.” "You’ve just bought me with that," I accepted happily eating the last potato chip from the bag. "Are there more of these? They are delicious.” "That's the third bag so far this morning, my dear, I think that's your limit," she replied amused seeing me throw the bag in the trash. "But it's almost lunch time." “What am I supposed to do meanwhile?” I asked sighing dramatically. “How about a massage?” she pointed down the hall. "An unexpected date came and you are the only one free." "Okay," I shrugged walking over to where my friend pointed. "It’s in my cubicle?" “That's how it’s.” I made my way to my cubicle with the knowledge that in an hour I would be sitting with a large plate full of pizza and fried chicken that I would devour with desire. God... lately my stomach didn’t fill with anything. It's been 43 days
"He won't stop bleeding, why is he still bleeding?" The hysterical tone in Helena's voice brought me back from wherever I had gone. "Ma'am, I'm going to ask you to leave," I heard a man's voice. "Come on Doc. Let her be, it's her husband who got hurt." This time it was Alex I heard. “Your husband needs X-rays and surgery.” "No," I said as soon as I heard the last. “Chris?” I opened my eyes to find myself in a white and well-lit room, this light hurt my eyes, so I had to close them again. “Where am I?” I asked feeling Helena's hand squeezing mine. "You're in the ER," Helena said next to me, "You scared me so much, baby, you’ve been almost an hour unconscious." "And we don't know if he suffered a head injury, ma'am." that voice sounded familiar to me but I couldn't know from where. "And his nose suffered again, we have to intervene now.” "No operations," I said pushing Helena aside so I could sit d
"I’ll never understand why the Black Widow fights Chitauri with two fucking little guns." I bit my lip hard so as not to let out the laugh that struggled to come out of my mouth when I heard that complaint once more. “And what about Hawkeye?” She snorted without taking her eyes off the movie. "Twelve fucking arrows? And what is he doing when he runs out of them? Kill himself? Oh, my God...” “We can put on another movie if you want―” "If you change it, I'll kill you" she cut me hitting me in the ribs with her elbow "You know I love this movie." “Because of Tony stark...” "Because of Bruce Banner," she corrected me. “You want me to become The Hulk?” I murmured biting her neck, "What do you say? Do you want to recreate a scene between the Black Widow and The Hulk?” "You’re so ridiculous," she replied laughing when I turned her to leave her stretched out on the sofa with me sitting on her legs. "How can you have an
"This is not the kind of night I thought I’d be having," Pierre muttered sulkily. "It's much better," Mark nodded smiling before winking at me. "Let me disagree on that, Sanders." I bit my lip to keep from laughing when the Frenchman took the cucumber slices from his eyes to look at him with feigned hatred. "I join my wife when she wears masks," Fred objected from a corner with his hands dipping into a bowl of warm water. "Abbie also likes when I accompany her in these tasks" Alex agreed next to Fred with his feet in another container of water "It's not bad, men can also groom themselves." "You fagots," Pierre growled placing the slices back on his eyelids, "Royce, quiet your wife. She wants to change our X chromosome for the Y." "Don't be ridiculous, Pierre," my husband yelled from the kitchen, "You were the first to ask her to put a mask on you." "My chum-chum likes my skin soft," he answered under his breath before shutting
I didn't want to move. Good heavens, I really didn't want to do it, and it had nothing to do with the woman who slept almost on top of me, but because everything revolved around me. And closing my eyes made everything worse, therefore, I kept my eyes fixed on the ceiling barely visible in the darkness of the room. The hangover sickness made me hesitate to want to drink again; I don't understand how there are people who liked this feeling. "Hmm...” I hugged Helena even tighter when she contorted on me and relaxed again when she became still. “Are you awake?” she murmured against my neck, her fingers playing with the hair on my chest as she stretched along my body. “Yes.” I cleared my voice when it came out hoarse from sleep and I couldn't help but smile when she started to place soft kisses on my throat before pulling away completely. I shook my head to see her move in the dark and groaned in pain as the bathroom
"So you left with her without thinking about the consequences? Last warning my love, get away from that bitch or I'll finish her off" I locked the phone and put it in my pocket feeling the anger tensing my body. After having passed the impression of what those messages meant, fear had given way to rage. Who did this woman thought she was to write things like this to me? For how long would she continue to bother me? How dare she to threaten my woman and me? My only answer is that she was crazy and needed medication, there was no other explanation. “Hey.” I turned around with a smile on my face when I saw Pierre and Mark approaching, watching everything in wonder. "This place is nothing like what I met almost two years ago," said Pierre, stepping aside as I passed by with a heavy slab. "You've done something incredible with all of this, Chris." “Thanks,” I murmured letting out my breath w