Lillian: diary of a LITTLE SLUT

32 - Glory Night

Sunday, July 10, 2022

When I woke up today, I felt strange. I felt good... I felt a little bit of shame... I felt a bit confused... to be honest... I don't really know how I felt... how I feel.

But when I opened my eyes, I saw that the sun was already out. I leaned over to the nightstand and looked at my phone. It was 11:10am.

Oh boy. I slept for a really long time.

I looked over to the other side of the bed. Tom wasn't there. And then I realized that he was walking around in the living room. I let my head fall back onto the pillow and closed my eyes again.

»What a crazy weekend,« I thought.

First... Tom took me to this crazy presentation, where Mister Winter let multiple guys do anything they wanted to do to his wife... with his permission obviously... Then... Tom let a waiter lick my pussy... with his permission and right in front of him... And then... he fucked me right there in the parking garage...

One thing was crazier than the other... I mean... getting fucked in the parking lot was totally exciting and crazy and wild... but... I couldn't stop thinking about the other two events. Why did Tom do that? I mean... I guess, I told him that I wanted to go back to the place with the windows... but... I still couldn't believe he let another man lick my pussy... And that crazy orgy... Why can't I stop thinking about that... and about what it would feel like... lying on that table?

And then Tom walked into the bedroom. He was wearing a nice pair of pants and a white button-down shirt.

He wanted to go to the dresser, but as soon as he saw that I was awake, he smiled and walked right towards me.

»Good morning, babe,« he said. And then he came over and kissed me. »I went and got breakfast...«

I smiled at him.

»Good morning, Mister Gage,« I mumbled.

Tom kissed me on my forehead and then he stood up and walked towards his dresser.

I kept staring at him. And then I shook my head slightly.

»He's fucking amazing,« I thought. But the things he is doing to me... I mean... I enjoyed every fucking second... I feel so alive and intrigued and... I don't know... it's like he's showing me things I never knew I wanted...

»Can I ask you something?«, I mumbled.

Tom was about to open his button-down shirt, when I started talking. He stopped, with his hands still on his collar and turned around and looked at me.

»Sure.«

I hesitated.

I didn't even know what I wanted to ask him...

»Why did you do that, yesterday?«, I finally mumbled.

Tom moved his hand slowly to his sides. He tilted his head slightly and looked at me.

»Did what?«

»The... thing with the waiter...,« I mumbled. »...and on Friday... taking me to this presentation... and... I don't know... yesterday in the conference room... that was so crazy... why did you do that... weren't you jealous... I...,« I babbled.

Tom had a tiny grin on his face, but at the same time a stern wrinkle around his eyes.

»Did you like it?«

Oh boy.

»I... that's not the point... it's just... so crazy... and... I can't think about anything else... and...«