I'm not a big fan of settling down and taking hours to search for the perfect combination of an outfit. As far as the colours rhyme, it's decent and there's no hole or gap in it, then I'm good to go. i don't give a fuck actually about what others think. Maybe that was one of the reasons why my ex-fiancee broke up with me. Who knows? Without wasting any more time I dropped my towel wrapped around my body and picked out whatever that I saw was a good combination in my wardrobe. I believe you all might have a faint idea of what I might have chosen. No, it isn't a T-shirt and jeans. I do know that I can't wear that to work. Leslie would just murder me three times with her eyes and bury me somewhere that my body can never be found. I picked out a dark red pencil skirt and a white camisole. Yes, I know the outfit isn't complete yet which is why I will be wearing dark red blazers over it and finalizing the outfit with my six-inch stiletto heels. I bent down to put on my panties, then I h
"I'm sorry for what happened earlier,x Drew apologized immediately after I entered the kitchen. I pretended not to hear him as I opened the refrigerator to get my skimmed milk. I saw there was already coffee in the coffee maker and I poured myself some. “Amanda, I know you can hear me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to walk in on you in a compromising position," he said. Was he trying to apologize or make me embarrassed? I thought. Anyway, I decided not to answer him and continued with making my coffee which involved me adding lots of milk and two cubes of sugar. Don't scrunch your nose at my taste. I have a sweet tooth and this is how I like to take my coffee even if it's not something you can call coffee anymore. "Hey, Amanda," Drew whispered from behind me and I tensed up. I hadn't even noticed he had moved closer to me and was standing directly behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck and the thoughts I had tried to suppress came rushing in again "I know you're mad at me righ
I sat down on the chair in my office, glaring daggers at the creature seated before me. The creature in question was Calvin who was ignorant of the thoughts going through my head at the moment. “Were you spying on us?“ I asked him He snorted. “How could you call that spying? You guys weren't being subtle about the fact that there was a dispute between the both of you," he said, his eyes scanning around my office. “You weren't even there,“ I said, surprised by the fact that he knew there was an issue between me and Drew. "I dont have to be there to know what's happening. I have my source and they are always ready to oblige if I asked," he said, proud of himself.I faked a laugh. “Mason informed you so don't bother bragging about something that you can't achieve,“ I retorted He faked a gasp. “How could you be so heartless?“ He asked. I looked at him confused. "Did I say something wrong?“ I asked him, quirking an eyebrow at him “Of course you did," he answered back.“And what exact
Time ran faster than I expected and it was time to call it a day at work. Calvin had left me to my thoughts and investigation as he also decided to go out and sort for information. I was glad that he had left because it seemed to me that I was interacting more with ghosts than living things which wasn't supposed to be so. I need to interact with living humans and not only ghosts which was why I had invited a tag along with me towards my adventure for the evening."Urgh… I feel so exhausted with all this ghost stuff," I complained.“You get what you ordered, so don't complain," Cassie said from beside me, sipping her drink.I stick my tongue at her. "I am not complaining,” I said. She rolled her eyes at me “Whatever. Don't just get drunk on me,“ she warned “Yes, ma'am,'' I replied with a fake salute. By the time I and Cassie decided to leave the bar, Cassie had been drunk out of her wits. I on the other hand was tipsy and almost at the stage of getting drunk. Hell, I had even forgot
Drew paced around the living room, worried about Amanda that hadn't come back. His two brothers looked at him amused. “What's funny?“ He snapped at them.“‘You,“ they replied in unison, a wide grin on their faces. "Idiots," Drew muttered under his breath. “Last I checked I wasn't a comedian," he retorted."You don't have to be a comedian to be funny," Mason replied.Calvin nodded his head in agreement. “That is true. Take Panda as an example. She isn't a comedian but she is funny," he said. Drew glared at his younger brother. “How many times has she warned you not to call her Panda?“ He asked. Calvin shrugged his shoulders. “She isn't here so I can call her that without fear of having my head ripped off. Not like it can be ripped off since I am a ghost already," he said to his brother. Drew shook his head resigned to the fact that there was no point in arguing with Calvin. He was bothered about a certain woman that hadn't come back home. Amanda. What was keeping her long? Drew
"Duh, your argument with Panda this morning,“ Calvin replied."My what?" Drew asked, wondering what argument Calvin was referring to."Well, Mason told me you had an argument with Panda this morning and I had to do a follow-up," he answered."I can't believe the both of you," Drew said, astonished at his brothers."Well, we needed to ensure that you didn't annoy her and make her retract her help toward us," Mason mumbled."You know I would never do that," Drew assured them."Then why was she angry?" Mason asked."Yeah, I would also like to know what happened," Calvin said."Nothing happened," Drew denied."See, dear brother. That's where you are wrong. What I witnessed this morning was a tense atmosphere between both of you. That just wouldn't happen if everything was okay," Mason explained."God, I can't believe that you have hurt the panda so quickly without even dating her," Calvin cried."What?" Drew and Mason shouted in unison."What?" Calvin responded, shrugging his shoulders. "
A few minutes later, the door to the apartment was pushed open and Amanda staggered in. Drew and his brothers let out a sigh of relief after seeing her."Where have you-""Hey, babe. Take it easy with your movements," a voice said from behind Amanda, interrupting Drew's question.Amanda giggled, shrugging her coat off her body. "I told you that, I am fine," she said, her words coming out in a slur."Wow… I never knew I would get to see the day that Panda gets drunk and loses her bearings," Calvin laughed.Drew sent him a glare telling him to shut his mouth. He wasn't happy with the fact that Amanda came back home not only drunk but with a man. He felt his territory was being threatened and he couldn't help but get jealous. "Hello guys," Amanda greeted them, finally acknowledging their presence. Mason scoffed. "And to think I was worried about her. Turns out she was enjoying herself all along," he said."Does this look like enjoyment to you?" Drew asked him."That's one way of interp
Finally, the Idiot realises his mistake.“Hey, what are you doing?“ Amanda asked him. “Leaving your house. You are delusional and you need to get yourself checked,“ the idiot said to her.Okay, that was the last straw, I said to myself as I guided towards where he was and tripped him so he fell on his butt. “What the fuck,’ he shouted but Amanda was giggling at him not caring that the guy who wanted to get into her pants a few minutes ago had just fallen on his butt. “Calvin now would be a good time for you to show up," I shouted.“Roger that, Captain,” he answered as he glided into the kitchen with a white cloth draped over him.“Oh, my fucking Jesus. What the hell is that?" Kylee shouted. "That's just Calvin been himself," Amandq said to him, bending over in laughter. “Calvin, is that Amanda's nightwear?“ Mason asked from where he was at the switch. Masons question drew my attention towards the white cloth that was draped over Calvin and I noticed that it was indeed Amanda's n
“Shit," I muttered under my breath, avoiding eye contact with Leslie. I couldn't believe the kind of shitty luck I had. The very person whom I was trying to avoid, stood before me. There was no way for me to escape so I garnered what was left of my courage to face her. “Hey, Leslie. It's surprising to see you here this early," I said, laughing awkwardly. Leslie gave me a stern look. “Indeed,” She smirked.“Botox bitch," I muttered under my breath. “So, do you need my help with anything?" I asked her. Even though I was late, it was surprising to see her on this floor so early in the morning. There must have been a reason why she had decided to grace us with her unwilling presence. “Well, I needed to check on a particular person to see how far they had gone with the upcoming project. But, imagine my surprise when I found the office empty with neither the assistant nor Editor in sight,“ she said I sighed. “Sorry, I am late. But the reasons are beyond my power. There was nothing I
His hands held the sides of my head as he began thrusting into my mouth, loud grunts leaving his mouth. His head was tipped backwards in pleasure and his moans were driving me nuts with pleasure. There was a feeling of pride in hearing him express the effect I had on him through his moans. It was fuel for me to do more. I took more of him into my mouth as my hands moved down between my legs to pleasure myself.I could feel he was close to the edge and I rubbed myself quickly, hoping to come along with him. Within seconds, he stiffened and I could feel warm liquid slip into my mouth. My orgasm hit me immediately like a wave and my legs shook with pleasure. I took all of his cum, swallowing them and not letting any slip out of my mouth. “God, you are incredible,“ Drew muttered, watching me swallow his cum. I giggled in response, standing up from my kneeling position. “Come here," he commanded, drawing me close to him. He kissed me deeply and senselessly. “You are going to be the deat
I ran the water in my bathroom, hoping to take a quick shower before going to work. The coffee had helped in waking my sleepy bones but I still felt weak. If only I could spend the day indoors and not go to work, I thought. But that would never happen. Leslie would see it as an opportunity to chastise me and give me a query. That was something I wasn't interested in. The water heated up and I quickly jumped into the shower. I squeezed a reasonable amount of my shower gel into my hands and applied it to my body. I didn't bother with washing my hair because that would take more of my time which was the opposite of what I wanted to achieve. After applying the shower gel to my body, I ducked my head under the shower to rinse the soap off. The action prompted me to close my eyes to prevent the soapy water from entering them. I felt a hand wrap around my waist and I jumped in shock thinking an intruder had entered my house. I opened my eyes quickly to see who it was, forgetting that I st
I woke up the next morning to an empty bed. My head felt like there were so many pins attached to it and I couldn't make clear what happened the previous night. I was tired and felt like I had been run over by a truck. Fuck, I am never letting Cassie take me clubbing again. I muttered "I support that idea," Drew chuckled, walking into my room with a cup of coffee. He was shirtless and I got a flashback of what happened the previous night. He had given me the best orgasm of my life and unfortunately I had slept off after it. My body was exhausted. Although the release had helped in calming down the stress hormones raging around me. Drew strolled towards me and handed the coffee to me. I smiled and gladly took it from his hands, muttering a thank you. I blew on the hot coffee and took a sip. God, it was marvelous. I moaned in satisfaction, enjoying how he took great precaution in making it just how I loved it. “God, this is amazing,“ I moaned. Drew chuckled. “Only you think that
Drew leaned forward slowly, eyeing my lips, seeking permission to ask for more. I didn't deny him. I let him indulge just as I was enjoying the indulgence myself.We connected again and continued kissing on my bed. I slid further into the bed drawing him along with me. The kiss altered from rough to slow and sensual. I had to give him credit for being able to bring me to my knees with a kiss. His hands continued to explore my body. They ran the length of my body, cupping my breast and I ached into him. He dragged his hands down my abdomen, then further down my leg before he slowly slid up my thighs leaving a trail of fire in their path. A pool of wetness gathered between my thighs as I waited in anticipation for his hands to get to their destination. I spread my legs further apart giving him the permission he needed to touch me deeply. I have craved this for so long and it was about to happen. I couldn't help but Iean into his touch. A soft moan escaped me as he sucked on my bottom
“Damn, your body is a pure work of art," Drew groaned, his hands roaming around my naked flesh. "I could touch it every day without getting satisfied,“ he added, his hands coming up to knead my breasts. Somewhere along the line, our position on the sofa had changed. I was sitting on his lap, my back resting on his hard chest. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin onto mine. I leaned back into him, tilting my head to the side so he could have full access to my body. I was already far gone and there was no way I was going to be listening to any rational thoughts coming from my brain. I was acting plainly on what my body wanted. I needed to be satisfied after being starved of this pleasure for months. I ground myself on him and he placed a hand on my waist to stop me. I made a sound of disappointment, not liking that he had cut my mission short. “Slow down, babe. We will get there. Let me appreciate your body first," he stated. "I dont need any of that. Just touch me," I dem
I walked into my apartment to meet it the same way I had left it. There was no sign of Drew and I wondered if he had forgotten his way to my place. That can't happen because this was somewhere he and his brothers had stayed for years. Maybe he went to get something I concluded. With that thought in mind I meandered to my bedroom to rid myself of the clothes I was wearing. Cassie had gone all out with my birthday attire. lt was a gift from her and she had pleaded for me to wear it to the party. It was a beautiful black gown that clung to my body and accentuated my curves. I had loved it immediately I saw it but there was no fun if I had just put it on without stressing Cassie a bit. I stumbled into my bedroom, flinging the shoes in the process. Damn, those heels had been killing me all through the night. When I had been dancing with it, I hadn't felt the pain but now that my legs were no longer in motion, it felt like there was no flow of blood to my legs. I quickly stripped myself
"What the fuck is going on?“ I muttered under my breath. There was no way it was possible that Cassie could see Drew. This was the very same person she didn't know was hovering over her head at my office, a few months back. How is it possible that she was able to see him? “Hey, Ama. Aren't you going to introduce him to me?" She asked, giggling.Drew laughed. “Guess, your friend is way more drunk than you," he whistled.“Shut up, Drew. I am trying to process this situation," I barked.He laughed. “What's there to process? Your friend is drunk which explains why she can see me. Or, is there any other explanation?“ He asked.I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, you are right," I agreed. “So, would you do me the honours or I should do it myself?“ He asked, grinning. “What are you talking about?“ I asked, confused. Drew rolled his eyes. "I forgot that you were drunk also," he muttered. I snorted “What? No way. I am not drunk, okay?“ “Yeah, you waving like a flag is an illusion," he replied, sarc
"Umm, hey Cas. I am going to head back home now. I am a bit tired and tipsy from all the alcohol," I told her, catching up to her at the bar. “What? Why? We are just getting started on your birthday party. You can't leave before everyone,“ she said, her eyes heavy with alcohol. “Seriously, Cas. We have been drinking and partying for more than five hours now. The alcohol in you is not making you think logically. I think it's time we call it a night," I told her, taking the drink from her and returning it to the bartender. “Come on, Ama That's my drink," she whined. “No, it isn't. You need to stop and go home now. We have work to do tomorrow and I wouldn't want both of us to be dead drunk before then. Not like we aren't drunk already,“ I said, muttering the last part to myself. “Fine," she grumbled, leaving the bar. “Let me get my purse and say goodbye to the others," she said.“Sure. That sounds fine to me. I need to also thank them for coming,” I said following after her to the V