In fact, nothing had changed at the Station, despite Jessy's purchase.I went to work like any other day " but without being late this time", and all the dislike of my colleagues remained unchanged. No one had been promoted. No resignation made in the early hours of dawn. And as far as I saw in every corridor that passed holding countless rolls of tape, or heavy camera supports, everyone seemed very happy and normal. I had no one to comment on Jessy's revelation. Not even Ruth. Because despite considering her as a second mother, she was too busy to keep paying attention to me.The day went on normally, with me running everywhere behind Ricardo, carrying the boxes and cameras he was too lazy to hold. And despite being my only real co-worker, he wasn't talking to me that morning. I knew someone should have told him that I told Ruth about the lie of his car accident. Not that Ricardo was the kind of person who kept a grudge for a long time. The guy was a surfer in his spare time. Surfers
"J-Jessy Jones" sighed Ricardo, in tone of anything but a greeting. Jessy watched him from head to toe, and opened a viperine smile. The man gasped. "Jessy, I'm your fan. You are amazing!”"Are you supposed to be my photographer a few weeks ago? "She asked. Ricardo had lost his ability to speak, he just nodded firmly. She smiled once again, bright white teeth emerging between her sensual lips and painted with dark lipstick. "Thank you so much for missing work. If it weren't for you, I would never meet Hazz.”Ricardo was stunned. In part, because everyone believed in the story of the serious accident, until they didn't see him wearing a typia or any bandage. And in another because he was astonished that some woman in the world would call me by name and with such intimacy that even the hair on the back of my neck shivered.Jessy ignored him and turned to me. For a moment, I debated whether she expected a formal greeting, a handshake or a nod. Then, as she stared at me from head to toe,
"Let's travel," I told Hazz, interrupting the kiss and sliding his hands through his dress shirt. At least he wore something less flashy that day. Having sex with me really had a very good effect. He just watched as I opened the button of his pants and slid the zipper, pushing the to sit on the lowered lid vase. He was already semi-erect. Great.. "I have a catalog to make in Alaska, and some important contacts to present to you. That's where we will make our transformation, and when you return to Brazil, you will be unrecognizable.”Hazz was still quiet, although he smiled lightly. He watched as I finished opening his shirt and lowered his underwear. It was so easy to leave him without clothes that I was starting to be impressed by the art of manipulation. But, as if realizing that I was feeling victorious, he managed to hold my hands together when I pulled my panties down and sat on his lap.“Wait... Why are we going to have sex now? "He asked, although only malice existed on his fac
My body had already surrendered, even before a real act. Even before something beyond that preliminary one. And he knew that. The bastard knew I was more than involved and screwed in all that shit. The fact that we don't even have a concrete relationship, that my body feels so well and comfortable, that it can easily involve me in something silly and simple like a kiss, should mean something. It had to be something beyond what I thought.Hazz's hands went down my arms, stopping on my hips, and he walked away first to interrupt the kiss. My head was already spinning. The whole world had already lost all meaning, but he watched me, calmly and carefully."I agree with any kind of sex you want to have," he said quietly, raising his hands through my dress, lifting it until my thighs were fully exposed. "Eeven if I run the risk of being fired because of the noise."I promise not to make noise," I assured with a little smile. "As long as you don't do it either.”"Is it a competition? "He jok
I knew he hadn't put enough, he should be thinking the same as me about bodies of different sizes and a long time between previous relationships. I had the advantage of always going out with well-endowed men, but nothing prepared me for the feeling of slowly descending on his body, feeling it deeper inside me. Hazz's hands moved to my ass, where he squeezed hard, pushing me even higher on him. I sinnyed, containing the moan in the last second, but the pain was replaced by pleasure at the same moment, and a smile rose to my face."Quity," he asked. "I still need this job.”"Quite you," I replied, rubbing my intimacy, the way I had studied for many years with my sexologist. Hazz moaned, without containing himself, and the sound echoed. I laughed. “ I won.”"Never" he murmured, pushing his hips against mine. I had to bite my lip so hard that it hurt. Our skins produced sounds of blows, meat beating on meat, and the sound echoed. Anyone who listened from the outside would think that someo
Jessy wasn't kidding when she said she didn't need any luggage. Not least because, as soon as I got home, my doorbell rang, and her security guards came in without asking for permission. They informed me that I should follow them, and I just had time to pick up my documents, take a shower, and warn Emília about the trip. She was listening to music when I entered the room, so it took a while to understand what I was saying, but when I explained it better, she just nodded and remained quiet. I left the apartment, without even giving her a hug, but I knocked on Henrique's door and hugged him, saying that I would be on a very long trip and that I didn't even know where it would be. The twelve-year-old hugged me, wished me good luck, and seemed ecstatic at the idea that I would be engaging in something more serious with Jessy Jones.The only person who seemed totally unhappy about that was Emilia. And while I was in the car and surrounded by Jessy's security guards, I called Edgar, telling
"I don't want to check anything with my eyes, Jessy. I feel like I'm going to faint at any moment," I murmured with a dry mouth."You never told me in detail about your family," said Jessy, in a very calm and reassuring tone. I tried to stop looking so fixed from the backrest on my bench to watch her, but the fear spoke louder, and I remained with my eyes closed. Jessy giggled low, before running her long fingernails over my arm and touching gently. "I think talking would be the best way to avoid nausea.”"My stomach disagrees," I replied, letting out a sigh. Jessy laughed again, but didn't walk away. I held your hand in mine, feeling your hot and small fingers wrapping me. At least it was a comfort to die with the contact of someone so special to me. I opened a single eye, realizing that she was still waiting. I tried not to look at the window on his back, not to notice the clouds below, the sun burning in the small glass. "My parents live in the countryside, as I said before. I have
When we entered my private cabin, Hazz entered first, still leaning against the walls and desperate for some solid support. The plane wasn't swinging, but I understood his fear. Falls were not so frequent, especially in private jets, I was always making sure that my crew was well rested and happy to perform my flights. It was a routine for me, a custom, so I wasn't stupid enough to find it funny in his affliction.However, when I closed the door and stared at him sitting on my bed, I was apprehensive. I could very well deal with quick and easy sex in a bathroom, somewhere tight, or in a hurry in a shared house, but... I don't know. Seeing him in my bed, knowing that I frequented that jet with more familiarity than my own house, was a different kind of intimacy. I knew I would smell him there on every trip, at every moment away from home. Even if the bed linen was changed, even if a long time passed until I took another trip. Hazz would remain. We would create a memory. And memories do
We didn't have time for provocations. Jessy moaned slylyly, the way she did when she couldn't contain herself, and I knew she was so involved in what she would cum before we could even play. And I really didn't want to be late. We would have time for that later. But now... I couldn't wait for her to adapt as I put myself whole inside her body.She was tighter after a month without using that part so much favorite for me. I penetrated to the bottom with all my will, all my extension entering at once, without any warning that I would do it that way. I seemed even bigger to Jessy after that whole month, as if even her body had been closed to no longer allow anyone to enter.She moaned when she felt the pain, but the moan became a whining when she felt the pleasure, and her body understood who was coming and gave me space for it. It was beautiful how she adapted, how she prepared for me. Your heat and humidity enveloped me, numbed me. And I let out a moan as I pressed one knee against the
I didn't know that the sex of a reconciliation could be so intense. So excessively crude. So animalistic and fierce. Jessy grabbed me by the collar of her shirt, holding me between her legs and pulling me to her body. She hugged me with legs, arms and mouth. She kissed me as if all the longing for the world wanted to escape from her chest.And I didn't have the courage to do less than repay that. I wouldn't ask for a conventional love, for a normal sex. My body was at the height of those longings too. Jessy was everything. The center of my whole world. And she could do what she wants with me. I didn't care anymore. Since we were together, I was more than satisfied.The wood from Jessy's dressing table creaked when she pushed me towards the mirror, forcing me to sit partially on the furniture, so that she wouldn't get so small, moving away to interrupt the kiss. With a predatory look, as if she was going to eat me alive, she stopped me with one hand. Jessy studied me, like an animal, w
"The only good people around me are my sisters and my mother," I spoke in a fragile tone, without wanting him to interpret the interruption as a lack of patience. "The fact that they liked you terrified me a little, but made me see how willing you seemed to put me as the center of your world.”"Are you afraid that I would steal my attention? "He suggested, innocently.I giggled low.”“No. I was afraid that they wanted you to really become a member of the family. And I was afraid you wouldn't want to.”" Why would I refuse?”"For my status" I shrugged, making a small face. "For my lifestyle being different from yours. Because if you agreed to be with me, Hazz, you could never continue with this simple life and having only what is necessary. You would have to adapt to luxury. To my common standard of living. And I was afraid that you would retreat if I proposed something like that. You saw what happened on our first unprotected date. I have a target on my back for my fortune, and if you
That photo shoot was something organized by Gabbie and my mother. The two really made me believe that a station was the best place to have a photo studio, and that the portfolio of the photographer named Ricardo deserved a test before he was sent to Jackie's team. So, I was already aware of where I was going before I left home. The anxiety was making me sweat cold, but I stood firm as I entered the station. Everyone recognized me, everyone began to comment, but I kept my chin high and didn't dare think if Hazz could have acted like an ex-shole and talked about me in all corners. A moment later, I noticed that the looks were one of admiration, and I allowed myself to relax. He wasn't anywhere until the beginning of the rehearsal. He should have been late, or simply been too busy with the rehearsal preparations. Anyway, there was a moment when he showed up and saw me, very close, but so far from my reach that I could only stand still and keep taking pictures.When it was all over, Hazz
Ricardo didn't have the dignity to tell me what the job of the day would be. Like all the other employees of the Station, he was doing everything to stand out as the most indispensable photographer. Ruth, however, was already back.The company was paying for her course, but now she was taking the lead again of the station, wanting to be aware of everything that happened before taking on the position that was offered to her.She was in the studio when I arrived, coordinating the team and observing the way we worked, not only to know which of us would be ready for another chance, but also to ensure that moral abuses did not occur anymore.That morning, Ricardo even shared a piece of his sandwich with me "and being a man of the same physical size as mine, the fact that he shared with me was something that should be taken into account ", in addition to avoiding calling me his usual derogatory nicknames. A look in general made me understand that Ruth or any other coordinator could have cau
I giggled low, watching her." Why don't we ever work out with anyone, Jo? "I asked softly.”My sister looked away, staring at our vast property, the waves of the sea down there, and the city far away from our luxurious residence. A wind sighed between us, messing up his golden brown hair. Joana never looked as beautiful as at that moment, as she contemplated my question and the dark horizon."I don't know, Jessy," she said at last. "I think that all people in the world always have some kind of problem in their lives, something that motivates them to continue living, you know? We have money, we have a family, we have fans and a lot of success. But our hearts are empty. That's our problem. We have to spend a lifetime looking for something that people usually find on any corner. I have rich friends, who can change boyfriends every fortnight, our younger sisters are proof of that.”"Yes, but I don't say in relation to a relationship. I say in relation to love. Why don't we work out with
I returned to that call, swearing to have heard Hazz's voice on the other side of the line, but no one answered me. With a loud grumbling, I turned off and threw my cell phone against the bedding, before getting up and walking to the balcony of my room. The night was cold, with so many clouds that it was difficult to see the moon, but some little stars emerged between that darkness to shine deep above our heads. In one of those stars, my father should be inhabiting now, grumbleing how crazy and lost his daughters were to the point of giving up a relationship that had everything to work out, ruined by pride.“ Thinking about the death of the calf? " asked Joana, taking a few steps forward. She appeared behind me, hugging me lightly by the waist. His blond hair fell on mine, forming a very beautiful mix for those who saw it from afar. We were opposites. Joana with colors that promised a storm of savagery, although it was a love. And me, innocent eyes like a rabbit, and hair that made me
" Not to mention that, it's not because Jessy is a celebrity and everything else," said Henrique, drinking his yakult and offered the other two that he had in his pocket for me and Emilia. " But it would really be worth chasing her, Hazz. I don't know what kind of woman you're looking for, but Jessy is everyone's type, even I'm only twelve years old.”"Every of me," said Emilia, getting a narrow eye from me. She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I was even a little angry that she was in her apartment on a night that I needed consolation, but Jessy Jones is a celebrity that everyone agrees not to be anything like what the media paints. So, she must be less scrotum and boring than they say out there. And, despite the barbs we exchanged, our first date was funny. I would like to have the opportunity to see her to apologize.”"So go after her," I shot, drinking my yakult and tying my face to Emilia. "You two, in fact, think that all I heard was bullshit. I had the right to feel used. In fac
Emilia hadn't lived with me for at least three weeks. And knowing this gave me a bigger reason to count the days, since this also meant that it had been four weeks "or more specifically speaking, a month" since Jessy and I stopped talking to each other. Sometimes, I didn't even remember very well how everything had gone wrong. Sometimes I woke up at dawn looking for her body in bed, even if we had only slept together for two days at most. Sometimes, when I watched A Beautiful Woman, I thought I would have liked to watch it with her. I thought I could have said I had seen that movie because of her. But that went by. After long sleepless nights, that had passed.I went back to my job at the station, already well aware that a new management was present in the company. As far as rumors reported, Ruth was now in one of the company's headquarters, learning the Human Resources course, to be able to assume the position. The employees were now working in a frenzy of fear and expectation. It wa