Flamingo'd: Filthy Frankx Reader

Chapter Fifty Nine Reach up

     "Do you need help with that?" Tj asked as the two of you walked down the hallway to go to dinner as you carried the heavy typewriter. Joji was on his way, as he had texted you. Wait until he got a load of you! Hopefully you'd get his load ;I. You were groomed, had a bit of makeup, and this fucking dress made you feel like a goddamn princess. It felt nice to feel pretty now and again, but you weren't sure if it was worth that waxing.

      The two of you walked through and you gaped at the completely new scenery, taking an oceanic theme rather than the more formal bistro look from last night. The blue lighting complemented your dress quite well. You looked over at Tj, who dressed in a modest dress, looked a bit nervous. Was it something to do with Gordon-senpai? She'd have to explain that to you again sometime.

    You soon saw Danny waving to you, and next to him was a stunning young lady. Blonde hair, smooth skin, eyes with a look that could kill, was this Danny's wife? Jesus, I mean, no offense to Danny, but it seemed that tree trunk he had really came in handy. She wasn't even sexy in the blonde bimbo way, like she seemed like a genuine career woman sexy. A sugar mommy in the making sexy... Pizza sexy.

As you all sat down and began chatting, you begin to get to know Danny and Sophia Hunter, as she told you, and just how charming of a couple they were, Danny enjoyed his job with how much he got to travel and meet people, but admitted they weren't as great as his 'wifey', such a normal looking couple, hey seemed so happy together.

Then, in the corner of your eye- he had caught it. You saw Joji walk in with attire you for some reason never thought you'd see him a white button down, creased slacks, and a vest that hugged his torso in just a way that got a feeling you weren't sure how to react to.

   Your eyes locked, it seemed you had been able to stun him yourself. Who knew what four hours of preparation and your spandex like skin rearranging itself could do!

   You fill your brain with white noise as he sits down to begin with conversation of the other members at the table. Look at you, almost nine months ago were trapped in a cave, now you are currently sitting next to a man who you want to bang, and wants to bang you, a porn star and his wife- also a porn, and your friend who has been able to help with every step of the way, thank god for Frank able to help you open up to the world.

     Your heart tensed at that- why do you still feel like this? Frank didn't wasn't real- or existed! It was Joji now, and you wanted to make it work out... But what if Frank wasn't gone? It was a long shot, you knew, but if you had to choose between Frank and Joji- who would you choose? You had a connection with Frank, it was corny to say but he had been your first everything. Your first kiss, your first date, your first love- hell, your first blowjob! But at the same time, almost everything bad that happened to you since you got here was because of him- Joji could bring stability to your life, and you had to admit- with that deep daddy voice of his- Georgie boy was a bit more attractive.

    You were broken from your thoughts as you suddenly felt a warm hand on your knee, you look down to see it was Joji's arm slipped under the tablecloth, he looked straight and continued talking and listening as he ever so slowly slipped his hand under your dress and began making his way up your thigh. This fucking bastard you thought as you tried all your might not to blush and look like you weren't unimaginably turned on right now, you weren't going to give him that award. But when he made it to your inner thigh, he gave it a sudden firm squeeze, and something about the warmth of his hand and squeezing right there made you gasp, shooting upwards.

You had all eyes on you at the table, and stammered,"I- I need to get ready!"

But actually, you really did need to go up to get ready for your performance. T the point you were pretty sure Gordon- Senpai was just trying to see if you were bullshitting or not. To be for, you had been, but now- ohohohoho, you were ready to show him- and everyone, you weren't just a porn watching bipartisan hack!

     You passed out sheet music, and settled in a spot with the typewriter, you take a deep breath, coming yourself down, you here the music begin, and it is your time.