I Knew You Were Waiting || George Michael║

🎼 Heal the Pain, part two

Warning: Sexual Content. 

August 28th.

6.30

Danielle made an arrangement for George's driver, Russell, to pick her up in front of a coffee shop near the photo shop where she worked.

When she saw the black Lamborghini, her eyes widened. George, it seemed, was obsessed with luxury cars as well as music.

—Good morning, ma'am.— Russell, a guy in his fifties got out of the car and walked over to her, kissing her hand. — Please, step inside.

—Good morning, Mr. Russell.— Danielle was thrilled with his kindness, and he immediately opened the door for her like a gentleman. — Oh, how nice.

Russell smiled and as she got in the back, he took a seat in the front. The Lambo kicked off, and Danielle felt nice flattered to be sitting in such a luxurious car.

She remembered that when they were kids, Dante was obsessed with Lamborghini. Now she drove this brand on the British street and felt like the queen of life. Just for a moment ...

As they reached Highgate, Danielle found she was excited to meet George.

Russell opened her door, she thanked him and as soon as she approached the black gate, she heard a characteristic click. George was already waiting for her ...

As she entered, George opened the front door for her, wearing jeans and a t—shirt. He smiled at the sight of her and said:

— You came, my Dani.

My Dani. Danielle felt her panties getting wet, but she smiled and walked over to him.

—Hi, George — she said, and he kissed her cheek. Then he pulled her into the house and closed the door.

— Tired after work?— He asked, and she shook her head. — You must be hungry. I have prepared dinner for us.

—Yes, I'm starving — she laughed, and he licked his lips as he looked at her.

—Two days, and I also got hungry enough — he whispered and pulled her hand against him. He grabbed her ass and squeezed her buttock.

—I can see — Danielle laughed and said:

— It won't run away. Wash your hands while I prepare our food.

—Of course, daddy — Danielle chuckled, which only increased the lust in his eyes.

As she entered his bathroom - yes, the one where they were fucking hard, she pressed the soap dispenser and fragrant liquid covered her hands. There was a mirror in front of her and she saw her face. She was twenty-five, and sometimes she felt twice as old. Old at soul, with a still childlike face.

There was a first aid kit next to the mirror. She thought of Fadi's words about George's drug problem. Her mother once had a problem with addiction to antidepressants and stored a lot of it in such a bathroom medicine cabinet.

Out of curiosity, Danielle glanced over her shoulder to see if George was around. He was gone, so she discreetly closed the door and then opened the first aid kit.

In addition to a cup with a toothbrush, toothpaste, she saw a package for the medicine. She picked it up and looked at the name - Lorazepam. Above, she saw something as well.

She picked it up and realized it was a packet of ready-made joints.

So he was still on drugs. Danielle pursed her lips and put everything back in its place. She closed the medicine cabinet and leaned against the sink.