Vanilla Sex

Exotic Cupcake?

Chapter 22

"Emma"

"Emma"

"Emma, damnit wait."

Yeah right, she was done waiting. She started to walk faster. The best way to get out of an awkward situation was to leave right?  Omg, now she was second guessing her decisions.

She heard feet shuffling behind her. She had the sudden urge to run faster. "Jez Emma, you have been watching too many zombie movies." She said to herself silently.

"Emma"

"Sir, the phone is complete!"

Oh shit, the awkward situation was following her. The urge to run increased dramatically. Hell, she would prefer the zombie apocalypse over this crap.

" I even manage to download some awesome apps for your girlfriend."

The closer they got the faster she wanted to go. Girlfriend? Just then a hand reached out and latched onto her shirt. She heard something that sounded suspiciously like a rip. What the hell? She looked up and silently asked, "What did I do wrong?" Oh wait, she knew what she did. She wanted to fornicate without the protection of marriage. Wait no a lot of people were doing that. It was the dream. It had to be. She had all these fantasies running around in her head. Ever since she googled Vanilla Sex now all she could think about was threesome and more. OMG, her body was quivering at the thought. This was clearly the reason she was in this situation. She would never have gone to Brad's house if she did not let her friends talk her into going to that club. If she never went to Brad's house she would have never met Xavier and even more importantly she would not need a phone.  Oh yeah she also would not have screwed that asshole again either.

Damn, she was bad. Wait no she wasn't. She wanted to be bad but the reality was she was a vanilla cupcake in a store full of exotic treats. No one really noticed her. Was it wrong to want to get noticed? To have men cater to her every need? She wanted desperately to feel the touch of another human body rubbing her, licking her, needing her. She wanted to experience the feel of two men touching, fulling her, loving her. It was at times like this that she realized she lacked confidence. Maybe Brad was right. The only problem was she couldn't get rid of these damn fantasies if she tried. She looked down at her ruin shirt. Her bra was peeking through. "Fuck it" she thought, "Let everyone enjoy the show." Look at that , she was already getting braver.

"Your bra? What show?" Xavier asked.

Damn, she must have mumbled that out loud.

"Why you're cheeks be pink?" Antonie said.

"Your cheeks are pink!" Xavier exclaimed.

"You're girlfriend preggers?" Antonie asked him in concern.

"I don't know" a clearly confused Xavier responded.

"There goes my date with the hot supervillain. Thank you so damn much, Antonie. Okay, so maybe he was more Bruce Wayne than a villain, but he had potential." Emma mumble or at least she thought she did but the men just kept on talking. She was currently invisible. A certain part of her was thankful and the other half insulted.

"How could you not know?" Antonie shouted.

"I don't know," Xavier repeated.

"Dude, you knocked your girl up" Antonie shooked his head in disappointment. "You have the green so you should take care of your lady. You rich people are so strange." Antonie exclaimed.

Wow, Antonie was sticking up for her. Too bad she wasn't pregnant, Xavier wasn't the father let alone her boyfriend. Now was a good time to escape. She started to move away but Xavier wrapped his hand tighter around her bisect. Clearly, he had not forgotten that she was there. Of course, a lot of people were crowding around because of Antonie' had loud and very colorful voice.

She heard an older woman exclaimed, "This is the problem with the current population, they can't take responsibilities for their action."

"He must beat her!" another exclaimed.

"Yeah, look at her shirt. I saw him rip it."

"You did? What a shame. We should call the 911."

"Let that girl go you blackguard."

"Unhand her scumbag."

"You're a low life"

"Good for nothing loser"

Emma saw Xavier glanced at the crowd warily. Xavier grabbed the phone from Antonie and started walking through the crowd like a king walking among pleasants.

"Let me go" Emma shouted.

"Let the girl go." Shouted the dude from that Pixar's movie Up.  You know the old man that had all the balloons.

"Unhand her" another shouted.

"Woman beater"

"Low life"

The insults were coming faster.

"Excuse me" Emma said hesitantly.

"Don't worry dear. We called mall security; they should be here any."

Mall security? Emma took a deep breath. Bruce Wayne was going to get arrested? Oops Xavier, she mentally corrected herself. Most people had Cinderella, knight in shiny armour moments. But no her fairy good mother was on an extended Hiatus gambling in Vegas and she sent Antonie to fill in for her. It was like every moment that could have been magical ended up in some alternate reality. It was truly bizarre how very crazy things just keep happening to her.

"People, people". Was that Antonie? Why was he following them?

"People, people listen to me."  He shouted again. 

Okay she was  wondering what he was going to do next.  Mr.  Apple dude was slightly crazy in her opinion. He had one of those flip personalities. 

"People, give the guy a break.  He just found out his girlfriend was pregnant."  Antonie said it in a pleading voice but then he went and ruin it all by turning to Xavier and asking "Dude you don't have a wife too?"

Xavier was looking at the Apple rep as though he was a strange being with some mysterious power.  Personally, he was probably high on flakka.  People did strange shit on that street drug. Just the other day she read about some guy eating someone's face. 

Antonie was not done. He keep on going like the Enginizer  bunny. 

"There should be an off switch on that man," Emma exclaimed.

Xavier looked her way and smiled.  Let's get out of here."  He  said as he grabbed her hand and started jogging to the nearest exit.