Un- Sober

It's Friday baby!

Haha, I bet you thought that sexy painted Xander man was going to come invite me back to bed another night, didn't you?

It's Friday baby!

Xander didn't grace me with his presence yesterday either, I heard him in his office at one point, then in the kitchen but he made sure that I wouldn't bump into him, like he seriously waited for me to be busy with something else so we wouldn't see each other. I nearly texted him several times but I couldn't decide on what to say.

I talked to dad again but I didn't tell him that Xander was avoiding me, he's trusting me to make good decisions here.

Speaking of Xander, he was ready to go this morning, he just stared out of his window with his sunglasses on the whole drive.

He didn't even say 'See Ya!' Like he normally does when he get out of the car. What did I do wrong? I did say bye to him though...as he slammed the door.

I've spent most of the day sun bathing on the back porch in a string bikini. Why? Well, I don't know why. Maybe I'll get to go to the beach someday!

Once I'm over roasting in the sun I walk back into the house, the cool A/C is awakening. I pop by the kitchen and get a drink of water before having a shower. I need to get ready to pick Xander up from the office anyways, it's already 4:00pm.

Bathed, hair blow dried, the natural waves tumble nearly to my booty, makeup and dressed. Oh yeah, I'm actually wearing a dress today, it's sexy. Black iridescent material hugs tightly to my body with a moderate v-neck, there is some see through micro mesh on the hips which extends all the way up the back. News flash, I'm not wearing a bra! OMG!

To finish it off I'm wearing a pair of silver heels. Am I going anywhere? Doubtful but if I'm going to be a chauffeur I might as well look hot as fuck doing it.

I'm halfway to the garage when I get a text.

'Going out, no need to pick me up!'

Gosh fucking damnit, not this fucking time buddy!

'I'm already on my way, I'll go with!'

I hurry, basically dipping under the opening garage and diving into the Audi which I immediately start.

Another text from Mr Party Friday.

'No way!'

I left early on purpose, there's no way he knew I would be leaving early so there's no way any of his buddies will beat me to the office.

'Yes way!'

I throw my phone into the passengers seat and take off, remembering last minute to click the garage door closed.

I peel out of the gates and probably drive way too heavy footed. I cannot let him get shit faced again, please god!

I made record time to the cooperate, threw the car in park, turn it off and get out. I don't know what I'm going to do, I've never walked into the cooperate office but there's no way I'm letting him sneak out the back.