NEW-YORK (FreenBecky)

Chapter 3: Ran into it

I feel the warm rays of the sun that noticeably touch me through the huge windows. I close my eyes and lose myself in my thoughts and memories of last evening. I barely touch my neck with trembling fingers and remember her kiss. I slowly move my hand lower, touching my shoulder, remembering her hot lips and sharp teeth on my body. I remember her rough and at the same time gentle touches, and I simply cannot contain the surging excitement. She drives me crazy and it's out of control...

Now I am sitting in my office and thinking only about her. About how yesterday she played with me again, and then just left. What is she trying to achieve? This is so unbearable that soon the last drop of my patience will expire, and then she will not find it enough. In the meantime... in the meantime, I'm ready to be patient.

There's a meeting in fifteen minutes and I have to be there. I shudder at the mere thought of her being there. I just hope she doesn't decide to do something that will make me blush. But in any case, I'm not going to come there unarmed...

Today, I decided to wear a beige tight knee-length dress, with covered shoulders, just to cover up the hickey she left me. I'm so angry with her and want her that I just can't find a place for myself anymore. This is a terrible feeling, which I hope I will lose quickly, I just have to fuck her... or she will fuck me...

Perhaps if she fucks me, I will be satisfied and there will no longer be this frantic desire. These depraved thoughts and eternal excitement next to her. That's how it will be. I will assure myself of this...

"Good day, everyone!" the gray-haired man smiles, entering the conference room and placing his papers on the table. Well, a conference will soon begin regarding the first launch of a new column, on the topic "Art".

While everyone was whispering to each other and discussing something, I was sitting at the table, leaning back, crossing my arms over my chest and crossing my legs. My favorite pose sitting. I feel so much more confident, and it's easier to control my excitement when green eyes fuck me with their gaze.

Speaking of green eyes. Putting on my face as if nothing had happened, I began to look around the room, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw that SHE had entered the hall. This is where it's time to squeeze my legs tighter and grit my teeth harder just to survive this tension.

"Good afternoon!" she says surprisingly warmly, smiling at the audience, and they answered her in unison. Probably most of those present have no idea what a bitch she is. She is strict, of course, but they love and respect her. I see. She is their leader and they know they can rely on her. She really inspires confidence, but still, it doesn't change the fact that she's a bitch.

After standing for a moment near the door, she walked further, walking around the table, briefly throwing a malicious glance at me, making me squeeze my legs even tighter. I would have survived this conference despite it, but there is one huge "but". And it is expressed in the fact that the owner of green eyes, going around the table, came up to me and elegantly, as if nothing had happened, sat down next to me on the next chair. And here I am overcome by jitters and throbbing pain between my legs. It's too unbearable. What did I do to deserve all this? Why?!

"Beautiful dress, Miss Chankimha" she begins, looking straight ahead, watching the bustling employees. Just like her, I look in front of me, but I clearly feel her typical half-smile on her lips. What a damn thing. How I want to shut up this dirty mouth with my...

"Thank you, Miss Armstrong" I answer calmly "I chose it with great trepidation. It perfectly hides unwanted marks on the body." I feel a quiet chuckle leave her lips. What a bitch.

She decided to play with me, and that's what happened. I will bring you to the point where you want to pounce on me and fuck me properly...

The conference began and we didn't say another word. The second hour of this boredom is already underway, and I probably would have died from this, but only her presence nearby does not allow me to do this.