___ Nous ne vous laisserons jamais tomber, madame - We will never let you down, Ma’am. Belle femme - beautiful lady
(Jeff’s Thoughts)I am happily preparing a meal for my future wife tonight. My uncle, who’s also my boss at the cafe asked me to pamper my woman. And I must admit, I feel like I’m on cloud nine until now. I doubt this feeling would ever disappear. I didn’t expect Avery to say yes to me with just one try. I thought she was going to decline my proposal yesterday night because for some reason, probably she’s not yet ready, or wants to go further on her career, but I was wrong.All this time, I thought I was just a rebound love for someone that she has never once mentioned or talked about ever again. I thought she didn’t like fixing herself because she just doesn’t care about how she looked, or she didn’t want me to invest too much in her because I am just a temporary love for her. But all my doubts melt away when she explained to me the reason why. For almost a year of living together as a couple, she wanted to have a frugal life so she could save up money and buy a property here and l
She groans as I do it, but I wouldn’t be soft now. I hear her whisper, “Take me, now!”Her words and her actions repulse each other, so I must go in the middle. I spread her legs and now have full access to her being. I aggressively suck her clitoris, and every part of it, I play it with my tongue as I reach a spot that makes her moan so loud. “Uh, ah…” her moans suffice my ego.So I continue licking, nibbling, and sucking and biting her clitoris and her whole private part. Then I begin to thrust her with my long tongue, and she begins to groan. “Uh,” her screams get louder. And her hands and legs are fighting me, but I am man enough to prevent her from moving. As I secure her left thigh with my right triceps. I use my two fingers to clip her clitoris before I enter it to her. As she feels the penetration of my long two fingers, she curses, “Fuck! Ahh!” she yells. She looks at me as if asking me to stop, but I avoid her gaze and remain tough. I play my fingers inside her and scr
(Avery’s Thoughts) I wake up feeling the pain in between my legs. “Shit,” I blurt out as I try to turn to the other side. My lower leg muscles cramp, while my vagina still feels soar thanks to Jeff's hard thrusting. Yesterday night was a wild one, and at last, I was able to give myself to Jeff. I slowly pick myself from the bed and try to sit down. When I succeed, I bury my head in between my knees and hug it. I need to comfort myself as I don’t want Jeff to feel guilty for what happened. I was the one who initiated it after all. “Did I enjoy it?” I ask myself. But my answer is far from direct response. “I love him,” I convince myself. My heart belongs to Jeff, that’s for sure. He already captivated me even before the… I stop myself from remembering. But my body, my body seems not myself. I lost control of my body long ago, that’s why I’ve been attending my therapy since we started dating. I did it behind his back. “I just… I just want us to be a normal couple,” I take a deep
Before we go on our date today, I ask Jeff to join me here. We now arrive in front of my therapist's apartment unit. She doesn’t like the clinic set-up, she believes a home set-up makes someone feel much better.When Jeff sees the sign outside, he hesitates. He probably has a lot of questions right now but he chooses to stay quiet and goes along with me.So before even I knock on the door, I face him with courage.“Babe, there’s something I didn’t tell you, not because I lied, but because I wanted to show you after I became better,” tears begin to fill my eyes.So he holds my hands and reassures me with just a simple smile, “Avery, I trust you, and whatever it is, I am here now. You don’t have to do this alone, okay?”I nod and hug him so tight. After I sober up, I press the doorbell.A minute later, a lady’s voice is heard from the intercom, “Yes, who is it?”“It’s Avery Anderson, Dr. James,” I simply answer. Then the door opens for the both of us. She is excited to see me, but she b
(Dmitri’s Thoughts)It is my last day here in France, I promised Heather I only need a week to finalize the opening and other business matters here. And then, I'll go back to the States. And after what I witnessed last, last night, there's no reason for me to stay here. "She's already happy with someone else. She finally got the love she truly deserves, something I didn't give to her back then," I sigh convincing myself. But if I am ready to really let her go, why did my feet bring me here? And why do I have this yellow bouquet of flowers in my hand? I am now in front of the museum where she's working, arguing with myself whether to show my face to her or not. Should I be selfish or selfless? I gulp when I hear footsteps approaching me. I feel nervous. It is the very first time I feel nervous just by anticipating seeing someone. I gulp. In my mind I wish for two things, "I wish it is her, I wish she isn't her."But when I finally hear an unfamiliar french accent voice, I feel lik
(Avery’s Thoughts)After meeting with my therapist and having a date with my beloved boyfriend, Jeff, I ask him to go home alone. I made an excuse saying I had to go to the museum so I could buy some gifts for him.When he proposed, I was utterly speechless, not because I doubted myself but because I couldn’t believe that he has really loved me and was willing to spend his forever with me despite all my shortcomings. That’s why, for once in my life, I became honest with him, and I promise myself to not leave him blind-sided about anything anymore. Anyway, it was a lovely day for us, and what else could go wrong? I never thought that something or even someone can ruin what this perfect day has in store for us. Or so I thought.Now, I am walking along this busy street. There’s a shop I always visit because the old woman there is so nice. I don’t know why, but I always have a soft spot with elderlies, maybe because I didn’t experience having grandparents, and my parents as you know die
(Dmitri’s Thoughts)She heard me, I know. She saw me, I am sure of it. But she disappeared in front of me. She didn’t look at me, she didn’t even bother to see a glimpse of me, to check if I was real. I was like a ghost, a bad omen she wished she never met. Then, she bolted and ran away. She disappeared in front of me, and what the hell am I doing? “Will I let her escape again? Will I let her go again?” I clench my fist, and then I hear the old woman cheers me up. She speaks in French. “Go after her, go ahead, and never let her go. Maybe, you are the reason why she was never completely happy with her boyfriend, she just didn’t know it yet. Or else, she’s denying it,” her words light my fire up. I thank her and run out of the store. I begin to look for her, and luckily, I still see her figure running away. I run after her. I chase her desperately. My decision is final, “I’ll never let you go, Avery. I thought it is best to leave you and Jeff alone, but…”I gather all my streng
(Avery’s Thoughts)I’ve been walking back and forth at the entrance of our apartment building. I can’t come up with a decision for a certain thing. “Should I tell him or not? What’s the need to tell him when I won’t be seeing him ever again,” I bite my fingers still unable to decide. The superintendent has been watching me, and maybe, he’s feeling dizzy following my movement. I take a deep breath, slap both my cheeks, fix my clothes and exercise smiling, “Okay, let’s go for don’t tell him, not needed decision,” I exclaim. “Here I go!”***Jeff isn’t in the living room or even in the kitchen when I arrive. I put down all the things I bought on the kitchen counter and then go straight to our bedroom. When I entered, I see the light is on in the comfort room, and I hear him singing and humming happily. I put the gift on the bed and goes back to the kitchen to re-arrange the things inside the kitchen cabinet. I somehow need something to do anyway, to distract my mind from that uninv