Nerthus “You don’t?” “Yeah,” he leans his head back, turning it to look at me. “I’m not good in bed.” He moves a bit closer to me, lowering his voice as he says, “I’m superb.” I laugh out loud, and I can’t remember when I genuinely felt like doing it. “Oh! Superb! Really?” I ask teasingly, making him answer with a chuckle. “Yeah, ask Renée.” “Oh, my God.” I laugh again while he smirks at me. “Or Rachel.” He takes another sip out of his glass, and I can’t believe that he is actually flirting with me. “You can’t trust anybody nowadays.” I say, drinking through my straw. “Is that so?” I nod, taking another sip before poking my crushed ice again. “I mean, they could tell me anything, right?” “Right.” He agrees with me, turning himself to me fully. “And what could we do about this?” Scooping myself closer to him, I put my legs over his and he shifts to grab my knees, pulling them to his crotch. “Maybe we could put your superb skills to the test?” “Tell me how and I’ll obey.”
Nerthus I do as I’m told, positioning my left leg up a higher shelf. As he steps behind me, he grabs my neck, pushing me forward to open my core fully to him. I suck a breath through my teeth as he sinks one of his fingers into me slowly. With nimble fingers, he starts working my pussy, plunging them in and out of me fast. I scream in pleasure as he adds a second one and puts even more strength into finger-fucking me. “Oh, my God. Yes! Yes!” “Do you like it like this?” I can’t even respond as my nodding has him going feral, making me explode, literally, on his fingers. “Damn, beautiful.” He slows his pace without taking his fingers out of me and I wet my lips, looking back at him. He pushes his finger further into me slowly, burying them entirely until I feel his knuckles touch my pussy and I moan. He moves his thumb to my asshole, double penetrating me. I gasp, throwing my head back and he steps closer to me, increasing the penetration even more. “You like this, do you?” “Aaaa
Nerthus The next morning, I find Jenna already gone. All she left is a little note at the coffee machine. At least something. It states that she had to leave to get ready for another appointment and I try to think nothing into it, even though it kind of hurts me. As I get ready to go home, it just gets worse. I get text after text from clients cancelling their appointments or from my boss, telling me that someone just cancelled. I have multiple calls with her as she asks me what is happening. I would like to know too. This can’t be a coincidence anymore. In a timely range of two to three hours, my week is practically cleaned out with only one still standing prominently. Rodberg on Wednesday night. Slipping into my coat, I shake my head as if wanting to get rid of the thought creeping into my mind. I get on the street and hail a cab to get home. During the drive home, I have a bad feeling and suddenly find myself watching my back. Realizing what I am doing, I giggle to mysel
Nerthus On Monday morning my head already feels less tattered. The cut on my lips as well as the strangulation marks on my neck have come prominently on my skin and I just hope that they will fade by Wednesday. Applying my make-up and wearing a colored scarf would have to make the deal for a bit. Exiting my apartment, I freeze for a bit and nearly find myself not able to move. Reminding myself that this is not even the worst thing that happened to me, I push myself forward. It may not be the worst, but it happened as I felt the safest. I only get relaxed as I step out of the elevator and see a concierge greeting me and opening the door for me. “Thank you so much,” I say lowly as I step out and get into the waiting cab. *** “Oh, Love! How are you doing?” I turn around to my boss walking into her office and I clear my voice, flashing her a smile. “I’m fine, thank you.” She sits down behind her desk and I can read her expression immediately. “Really, I’m fine. I can work. Not
Nerthus I feel exhausted physically and mentally as I lean into my seat in a meeting room where Luciana left me with a few snacks and a few water bottles after I collapsed in her office. I’m at the top of my form these last few days. Her PA, who hates me to her guts, even got to play Nana with me and brought me a soothing tea. I must admit that it felt good, but her pitiful look had me boiling. This is my new low. Rotating my phone on the table while pursing my lips, I contemplate whether I should write Jenna to share the news. Just as I decide that I’ll do it no matter what, I spot a woman passing from the corner of my eye. Oh, just who I needed. “Oh, Helga, Hi!” A pretty brunette with a cute round face and big doe eyes turns to look at me confused. It takes a moment before a wide smile appears on her face. “Amber, hi. How are you?” “Fine, thank you. Listen, I wanted to talk about a client with you. Have you got a moment for me?” “Sure.” She nods, and I gesture her to a
Nerthus “Sure, don’t worry. Call whenever you wish to see me.” I disconnect the call and stay frozen, staring into the void. “Something the matter?” Gigi‘s worried voice tears me out of my train of thoughts and I smile at him. “No, nothing.” I take a sip of my coffee and halt before putting it back down. “You know, this is the third client that has cancelled his appointment with me for next week already. This week is practically cleared as well.” He squints his eyes at me. “Did something happen?” I shake my head, playing with the cup. “Not that I’d know.” “Maybe it’s just a bug that is going around.” He shrugs, finishing his cup of tea with an ‘Ah!’. “Hopefully.” I stare back at my fingers that are rotating my cup on the saucer. “Ah, this feast was fantastic.” “Yeah. They have a really nice selection for brunch.” I agree with him, smiling up at him. “Did you hear from Jenna? Let’s take her with us next time.” “Only if she drags her lazy ass to the gym with us.” He says
Nerthus“Hey.” I say, as I step up to him to greet him with a kiss on his cheek. He mirrors my smile but doesn’t say anything. He just interferes as the waiter wants to assist me into my chair and insists on pulling it out for me.As I’m sitting, the waiter hands me the menu and lays the one for my date down as he is taking his seat as well.“I’ll be back to take your orders in a bit. Please, take your time.” He snaps his finger to a lady who scurries to fill our glasses with an amazing deeply colored wine. “With compliments of the house.”I chuckle as I open the menu and my Adonis lifts his brow at me.“You really hate people, do you?”“Nah, I just prefer a specific type.” He says with a smirk without looking at me and I laugh.I look around at the few men standing around us and nod. “Broad and dark, we seem to have the same taste.”He chuckles and I smile, taking a sip of the wine.“So, how does this work? Are you going to order for us, or do you just point at what you want, and I’l
Nerthus To say that my jaw hits the floor is certainly an understatement. “I beg your pardon?” He shrugs and I guess this is his way to close the conversation. But I put my hand on the table, as if to stop him in his movements before I retrieve it slowly, coursing my stupid ass. “Are you serious?” He nods, lifting a brow at me. “Yeah.” “What?” Taking a deep breath, I sit back into my chair, continuing to stare at him. Lowering my voice and leaning over the table slightly, he is already looking at me annoyed. “Is this why they are standing there?” He nods again, and I can see his demeanor shift. “Why?” I shrug, whispering. “Well… After all what you told me and seeing that we have the only table up here. I thought we would be alone.” He smiles before taking a sip from his glass and gestures to Dario to come close. He nears us with an unreadable expression and leans down to his boss as he gives him the order to leave us alone. “Yes, boss.” Within a few minutes, we are all by o