Last night was so... I don't know how to describe it. I just made out with a married middle aged man. My boss to be exact. And what's the worse? He created a massive, noticable, swollen mark on my chest. I am literally struggling to roam my closet for a non-v-neck shirt or tank top.
I found one cropped top after a little while and decided to call my main bitch, Red, through Skype. Missing her to be exact since Meghan sort of occupied my attention yesterday. A few seconds passed a nd Red's face appeared on the screen of my phone. "Hey bitch." She yawned, a sign that she just woke up.
"Hey," I greeted back, "What are you going to do today?"
"Uh... The usual, gonna leave to shag a man." That's one disgusting news. I remember, she agreed about Meghan's stupid job hiring. "Oh. The who?" I chuckled, then laid on my stomach on top of my bed. "Mr. Hor- wait a minute... Where the fuck did you get that, Bree?" She asked, probably pointing at my chest.
Shit.
"Uh-" I stammered, trying to cover it. "It's nothing, just a rash." I tried to cover up with an excuse.
"I know what a dumbass rash looks like, Brianna. Stop trying to shit with me. It's a fucking lovebite. Where did that come from?" She rolled her eyes. Why is she so good at finding things out?
"You're my best friend, Red. Promise me you won't tell Meghan and Skylar anything about this." I sighed. It all seems like i'm already joining the three of my friends. Am I? "I won't, I promise. You can trust me as always." She added.
"Alright. It's from Mr. Styles." I whispered while biting my lower lip, giggling a bit. Last night's memories are wrong but I somehow loved it in a way.
"What the fuck?!" She exclaimed, not believing what I said. "Tell me what happened between you two! Did you fuck?" She giggled.
I wish we did.
"Hell no! I was about to prepare dinner for us last night. He followed from behind and wrapped his arms around my waist. I was so lost at his words. Damn, pure sexiness. Then he placed kisses on my neck. I tried to push him away once but that didn't stop him. He said that he liked me. I was surprised and he caught me off guard. He held my arms and kissed me so rough. I was ached down below I admit, but it felt magical although it's wrong. My fantasies about him came true in just seconds. He hoisted me up the kitchen counter but then his daughter squealed "Daddy?!" So I pushed him away and looked to see if she's there and caught us making out, but I was wrong."
"The fuck the fuck the fuck okay continue." Red giggled.
"She just cried because her brotger stole her Nintendo so we walked over to them to talk. Then we brought them to bed, and Harry wanted to talk about the kiss. He made me sit on his lap. I told him that i'm worrying about Sandrine and the kids, it'd hurt them tons if they find out. He told me that he won't tell and keep it as a secret. I explained some more and it didn't work, he still wanted it. It's like he's a risk taker. He shared his feelings for me. That he liked me, he's so attracted to me and all. He wanted me to kiss him so I did, I no longer care what happens next. I almost got laid, Red! That's why I got this." I panted and I was out of breath. Like completely.
"And then? Go on!" She encouraged me.
"I wanted to stop for the night, so I told him that we need to take it slow. I also admitted that I've never been touched but he didn't care. He made deal with me and it's stuck inside my mind."
"And what is that deal all about?"
"He wanted me to love him back, give him my body, be there when he needs me, and satisfy him like nobody else, and he'll pay for all of my college expenses." I said, rubbing my temple. "Oh my God, Bree! You're one lucky bitch! Say yes, grab the opportunity!"
