Concealed - The Masked Man

Chapter 2 - ALLURE

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Recap

          Imani was working until late the other night, and realized that she was in need of a break. During her break, she accidentally taps a porn pop up ad and in comes the masked man. The masked man and her were having the oral fucking of their lives and once it was over, the masked man vanishes. It was a whole hump and dump. 

End of Recap 

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      Several Weeks Later

              "One, two, three, four, five..."

          I begin my workout and marvel at the beauty of my surroundings. The fresh air and the sounds of children playing fill me with a sense of serenity, and I can't help but smile as a sweet old couple passes by and waves at me. I greet them with a friendly smile and go back to my squats. Suddenly, a strange glow catches my eye. I stop mid-movement, my curiosity piqued, and look around to see where the source of the light might be.

          As my eyes trail the origin of the glow, they settle on the old woman's bracelet. Suddenly, the old woman meets my gaze with her own and a warm, knowing smile plays on her lips. She offers me a wink and I can't help but feel a strange connection to this woman, one that sends a familiar chill down my spine.

           I continue to stare at the old woman and watch as she suddenly halts in her tracks and mutters a few words to her husband. He nods in agreement and she proceeds to bend down, seemingly to lace her shoes. I watch her every move intently, my eyes glued to her every gesture.

          As the old woman unbuckles her bracelet and lets it fall to the ground, I watch her with rapt attention. There's something about her motions that captures my full focus, as if I'm trying to discern a hidden meaning or message. She taps her shoes and tugs on the ends of her laces, as if she had just tied them. As soon as she stands up, she gives me a thumbs up before moving on. I stare after her, feeling a strange sense of connection to this stranger and her cryptic actions. However, before I can delve deeper into this interaction, she's gone, lost in the crowd of people.

          The old woman's strange antics have left me with a sense of intrigue and fascination, and I find myself drawn towards the bracelet she so casually discarded. Hesitating for a moment, I finally pick it up and inspect it closely. Suddenly, the bracelet loses its glow and I look it over, studying its intricate etchings and patterns. "Allure," I whisper, a feeling of foreboding creeping up my spine. I look around me, making sure no one is watching me before pocketing the bracelet. Whatever this might mean, I'm determined to find out.

          As I ponder the strange encounter with the old woman, I am convinced that she left the bracelet for me. It was a deliberate gesture, and I don't see any other explanation for it. With a small smile on my face, I take out the bracelet and slip it on. To my surprise, the bracelet seems to come alive, flickering on and off with a faint glow. It's as if it is trying to tell me something, or perhaps it's a signal of some kind. 

          "Excuse me ma'am," came a husky voice. As I make room for the stranger to pass, his voice stops me in my tracks. It is a deep, raspy, and all too familiar sound. 

          Despite the time that has passed since he left, I can't shake the feeling that he is still on my mind. I have tried to move on, even went on a couple of dates, but no one even comes close to the connection I felt with him. I am drawn to the memory of him, and I find myself longing for his touch and embrace.

          It has dawned on me that my sex life is now messed up for a man whose face I have never seen. I brush away these thoughts and decide to make my way back home.