Lillian: diary of a LITTLE SLUT

35 - When the chips are down...

I don't really remember much after Sebastian's limo brought us home. I only know Tom carried me into bed. I fell asleep almost immediately.

Saturday, July 23, 2022

When Tom finally lay me down in bed, it was already 4 or 5 in the morning. I woke up at around 10 today. I was still so exhausted and tired, but I couldn't really sleep anymore. It seemed like I was already twisting and turning from one side to the other for at least an hour, before I finally opened my eyes.

I turned around and looked to the other side of the bed. It was empty.

I tried to close my eyes again. I wanted to continue sleeping. I needed more sleep. But after another half an hour or so, of rolling around and trying to get comfortable, I gave up. I stood up.

When I came into the living room, Tom was already dressed. He looked busy. He looked a bit stressed out...

»Good morning, Mister Gage,« I mumbled.

»Good morning, Miss Baker,« Tom responded.

I walked over to him and kissed him.

He had already prepared breakfast for me, but while I was sitting at the table, eating my breakfast, Tom didn't sit down at all. He seemed really preoccupied.

»Is everything alright,« I finally asked.

»Yeah. I'm just... a bit busy. It's gonna be a busy day.«

»What's going on?«

»My three biggest clients are in town. I'm having a meeting with them at 7:30. I have to go to the office and prepare for it...«

Oh. I wasn't expecting that.

I took another bite of my toast and watched him.

When I was finished with my breakfast, I slowly stood up and cleaned everything up. I was still sooo fucking tired. I was moving in slow motion the entire time. I walked into the bathroom and took a shower. I thought maybe the water might help wake me up. And it did... At least a little bit.

At some point in the afternoon, Tom and I went to the office. But I just sat on a chair in Tom's office pretty much the entire time. I was so tired. I didn't really know what to do. I didn't really know how to help Tom today. He was running around; working on his computer; getting files out of the storage room... He was really working hard, and I just sat there and watched him.

I felt a bit stupid... but... I was just so tired... I couldn't really find the energy to do anything at all. At one point... when Tom went to the storage room, I almost fell asleep, sitting on the tiny chair in his office. My eyelids felt so heavy. I had to close them...

But then Tom came back in, and I immediately opened my eyes. I didn't want to fall asleep. He was working hard, and me... no... I wouldn't allow myself to fall asleep.

At around 4 or 5 we went back home. I thought maybe I would get a chance to sleep later in the afternoon or in the evening...

When we were driving home, I tried to make small talk. I thought that it would prevent me from falling asleep in the car.

But then at some point Tom said: »What had gotten into you last night?«

Oh boy.

»What... uhm, why?«

»You wanted me to fuck you... right there in that limo... in front of my sister... and Sebastian...«

Oh crap.