Approaching Her - Billie Eilish

Chapter 38

I get my clothes on and leave. I couldn't do it. I needed her to do it for me or to just take part in it. Why did she leave, I'm so overwhelmed and horny right now! I don't want to!

I eventually get ready for work and leave the house.

Billie's point of view:

"One more drink for her please!" I say as the waiter stands next to our table.

"So, you said you feel happy with Christine." I say while taking a sip from the glass of wine right in front of me. "Right!" she says smiling. She smiles all the time. Is she that kind of a happy person? How is that? "She's a good person." I say smiling. "She is." she says. "Do you STILL take in consideration one-night adventures?" I ask smirking, looking at the glass then looking her right in the eyes. It always works.

"Not really." she says furrowing her eyebrows. "Oh wait, you mean..." she says smiling while nodding, noticing what I actually mean by that question.

"If it's worth it, why not?" she says smirking. Was it that easy? What kind of a slut is she? WHERE DID THEY MEET! I keep asking myself all sorts of questions.

"you look pretty good actually." she says smiling while getting her glass of orange juice from the waiter. "You think?" I ask with a grimace on my face. "Yeah," she says in a sexy manner as if she's turned on. "Are you going to get rid of Christine that easy?" I ask provoking her. "If it's worth it. She doesn't have to find out" she says biting her lower lip. "You're so good looking, obviously it's worth it!" she adds.

Why not? It's just the fact that I need head right now! It doesn't matter who gives it to me.

"Fine," I say smirking, winking pointing with one flashy look to the car. She gets up and comes with me. I didn't think it would be that easy...at least I know for sure she's not better than me, I mean I would have never cheated on Christine, no matter how good-looking the person in question would be.

I unlock the car and go to the back seats. she knew I was intersexual. She tops me kissing me in the most wildly way a 'stranger' could do. She's good, not gonna lie. My member gets instantly hard, it has to be! she gets my shirt off, kissing my neck leaving a lot of hickeys all over, I'm so into it. She got it, she got me all horny with her little games, stimulating the shit out of me. She does all the job and she does it good, to be honest.

"You taste so good!" she says while sucking on it. "Oh fuck!" I just have to gasp at how professional she is. Have to admit, she's better at oral sex than Christine, but I still don't feel the way I feel with her it's the difference that I actually have feelings for Christine.

It's pretty easy, I just have to close my eyes, till my head back and think of her, pretty easy, isn't it?

It didn't last any longer and I release. "God damn, you good! Didn't think." I say stunned after coming off my high. "I want you inside me, daddy!" she says getting her clothes off. daddy?

"Sure." I say astonished at how needy she is. "I put my eyes on you from day one." she says as she finds a comfortable position. "You did?" I ask. "Yeah. from that day. the 'not paying any attention thing' lasted till I saw your dick today." she says. I stop for a second. "You did what?" I say astonished in an ironic smiley manner. "Today, when you picked me up, when I asked you why is your shirt so wet, you may not realize it but you had an erection." she says chuckling. "Maybe the water was too cold." she adds laughing. "Oh, yeah," I say trying to cover up the fact that it was that way because of Christine. Shit.

She's the neediest girl I've ever fucked. It was good. As she finishes and we both end satisfied we go to the front seats.

"Here you have, 100$." I tell her handing her the money. She looks confused. "Megan, I know who you are. I know you worked as a stripper before in Chicago. Miss Megan Peterson. Take them." I tell her ironically smiling. "Good for you. Billie Eilish. The biggest pop star. Glad I got to fuck you." she says ironically smiling as well taking the money. "So you know who I am. You're a good actress." I add. "Yeah, went to a good college." she says putting the money in her purse. "I see. Does Christine know who you actually are?" I ask. "Yeah, she does know that I'm from Chicago but she doesn't know about my old job. It's part of the past." she says biting her lips together. "You right." I say seriously and sincerely.

We finally leave. As I get her home Christine already left for the club. I have to visit her.

"Billie, please don't tell Christine about what happened." she says before closing the door. I look at her for a couple of seconds in confusion, that was the main point, but I decide is better to leave them be, maybe it's for real just fate "It's fine, I won't." I say openly. "Thank you." she says closing the door. Maybe it's time for me to leave Christine be.

But I'll visit her anyway.

Christine's point of view:

As I take my one-hour break while smoking a cigarette I see a car I swear I know pulling right next to me. It's Billie.

"Wait a damn minute." she says furrowing her eyebrows as she gets out of the car. "What is it?" I ask calmed. "Since when do you smoke?" she asks closing the door behind her sitting next to me having her car keys in her hand. I look blankly for a second then look her in the eyes to be sure she gets it. "Since you left" I say ironically smiling. She didn't say anything. "I didn't mean to-", "it's fine. I'm not addicted, I can give up whenever I want." I say cutting her off.

"How was it?" I say taking one last smoke. "It was fine, she's pretty friendly." she says acting weird, as if she feels guilty. "Does she likes you?" I ask. "I don't know, I think so." she says scratching her forehead furrowing her eyebrows. "Cool. Please take care and don't get too close to her. She means a lot to me, her cheating on me would hurt me. I love her a lot. And besides her cheating on me with you would kill me forever. I say getting up throwing my cigarette away. There's silence for a couple of seconds. "Don't...even think about it." she says clearing her throat getting up.

We go inside spending time with other friends of mine. My shift was over so we are just hungover. I got to drink too much alcohol because everything I know right now is that Billie is holding me in a huggie way on the couch while talking to friends. It looks like we're together, I don't even mind anymore. I like it. I make myself comfortable.

I put my head on her chest while slowly closing my eyes. "Baby, don't fall asleep!" she whispers chuckling, putting one strand of hair behind my ear. I don't mind what she's talking I'm way too drunk right now. I know she wouldn't leave me here and will eventually take me home. I feel so comfortable and secure. I fall asleep on her chest with her holding me and caressing my hair while talking to people around. Her voice...

OK THINS ONE GOT ME EMOTIONAL AT THE END BYEYEYEGVFJSO

I CAN'T I HAVE TO STOP I SWEAR

I HAVE TO STOP

MANIFESTING THIS

I CANT 😭

WHY AM I SUCH A SIMPPPP

should I add more scenes like that? Like cute sort of thing? 😀