ADELE
I'm thankful to be out of the car and back in my own house. Jed stayed in the taxi to get back to his own place which isn't too far from where I live.
Taking my heels off by the front door, my phone chimes on the stand beside the stairs. Once my heels are off I check to see who it is that has messaged me.
RICH: Hey, I enjoyed tonight. Hopefully I'll be able to see you soon and not get interrupted this time.
I giggle at the text, a warm feeling settling in my chest.
I bloody hope so. Maybe you can come round tomorrow? I'll make dinner for us or something.
RICH: That'll be nice. I don't mind making it you know? A special lady likes you deserves to be treated.
I can't help but smile at my phone like a complete fool. I'm acting like a 15 year old.
I don't mind whatever's best for you. I'd like to actually get to know you a bit better since I'm single now ;)
RICH: Good. You can do whatever you want know.
Whatever I want?
I'm feeling confident and the mix between that and flirty can't end up well. I'm a creature of habit, I always find myself trying to seduce those I shouldn't. I must be stopped.
RICH: Depends? What do you want to do?
Hm. I'm not sure you'd be able to handle it. \/
RICH: Oh, we're doing this now? mkay. I'll win. Trust me.
Oh, baby you won't, believe me.
God help, I can't control myself.
RICH: Petnames already? I'm into it.
I have a few more I'm sure I could come up with.
RICH: Like what?
Daddy.
And for some reason, I don't find myself regretting it. Maybe the small amount of alcohol I consumed is still lingering. I place my phone down wanting to leave him hanging for a bit. During that time, I grab a small glass from a cupboard pouring myself a glass of water for bed since it's already 3:24am.
With that, I grab my phone and walk upstairs. I throw my phone back on the bed knowing there's a notification from him but I wont look at it just yet. I strip out from my dress leaving me in just my black lingere. In my full length mirror, I examine my body. I see how my breasts are pushed up, trying to pool out of the material of my black lacey bra. How my thong is pulled up giving the illusion of a much smaller waist even though I've always been blessed with a curvy body. How my garter belts are hugging my thighs tightly. Turning around, I see that my thong has completely disappeared between my ass, the only thing visible would be the top fabric with the lacey design. I don't bother to get out of my lingere just yet and decide to see what he's said.
RICH: Fuck. What are you wearing, baby?
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Short chapter sorry yall. I'm so tired don't even. Will probably update tomorrow but this is it for now. Have a goodnight yall or whatever time you're reading this I dont know. Anyway, thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed this chapter kind of a tease?
T x
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FanfictionAdele, 35, meets Rich Paul, 40. Revenge is sweet like honey and so is... "Rich.. this is wrong." "It's wrong but feels so right."