Recovery

Date

I arrived at the bar that Giselle had invited me to.  I walked in after locking all my shit up and taking off my helmet. I saw Giselle in her Velvet dress that enunciated her curves and her personality. She smiled at me and i walked over  and sat down facing forward, ordering straight vodka as it was one of the view drinks that would get my mind off everything. She looked over at me and tried to move her hand closer. "Soooo... do you wanna talk about it?" I shook my head and i stared forward stone faced. I hated empathy from other humans for so many different reasons. I drank the shot and looked over to her. "Why do you invite me to the bar every time i think of her?" I said side eying her. "I care about you dummy, tryna get your mind off that shit and care for you" she said as she playfully punched my shoulder. I knew it was for other reasons. One she couldn't find sex better than me, and two she had a crush on me.. i think.. I ordered another shot and looked around, seeing all the other drunk idiots trying to forget people and things and other people fucking around with their friends. I looked back at Giselle. "Cmon lets go," I said after taking my third shot trying not to get too drunk as I needed to drive back home. I led her out and told her to meet me at my house again. I reluctantly hugged her and she hurried to her car to be on her way. I took my time getting ready, thinking how long this was going to last.

We crashed through the door making out roughly, our salivas mixing and our breaths intersecting. I took off her dress slowly, teasing her, as she took off my shirt. We crashed onto the bed as our bodies touched and rubbed against each other. I bit her lip playfully as my hands explored her waist and up to her tits. She moaned softly as i pinched and rubbed her nipples. I smirked as I licked my way down her neck to her tits, licking all around them and bitting her nipples. I continued to drag my wet tongue down her stomach to her thighs as i got on my knees in front of her. She sat on the corner of the bed enjoying the whole thing, starting to play with my hair as I got lower and lower. I gave her a big hickey on her thigh and slowly took her panties off. I fingered her clit a tiny bit, sending jolts up her body. I dragged my tongue to her pussy flaps and up to her clit, as my fingers explored her insides, hitting her g spot repeatedly and exploring her walls. I licked and tapped her clit with my tongue and covered her nether regions in my saliva. She screamed my name and held my head down as i went faster, but i started slowing down to tease her and i smirked as i looked her in the eyes as i got up. I started unbuckling my belt, but something felt off about this time.  My gut told me not to, to go somewhere else. A sick feeling came to my stomach as i thought of this, as well as because i always got sick after having sex with anyone else other than her. I reached over to my phone and said i got a text from my boss, which wasn't uncommon. She groaned as she wanted more, but she knew how strict our boss was. I hesitantly kissed her as i got dressed again and went out. Where had my gut wanted me to be?