Toxic heartbreak

How it started

The day we met felt like any other day in the beginning. I woke up in my apartment in Paris and went out on to the street. It was raining.
I went back inside, got my umbrella and called for a taxi to get to work.
I was a waitress in the morning. I didn't really enjoy it but it was good money and the location was very beautiful.
I was finishing my shift when a young man came in. He sat down at a table and, almost instantly, all the other waitresses started whispering to each other. He was very attractive. It was true but I needed to get my work done, so I smirked at the other waitresses and went to take his order.
He seemed nice. I took his order. I still remember what it was to this day. He ordered a sandwich with mayonnaise, tomato, and lettuce and a large coffee with no cream.
After he left I cleaned up the tables and went home to get ready for my second job.
I turned on some loud rock music and got into the shower. Then I went and changed into some sexy red underwear and a little red dress, I wore some high white boots. I did my make up and went out to call another cab.
I was going to my second job.
I went into the building that I knew so well, it was old and looked abandoned from the outside but when you go in and go down the stairs everything changes. There is a long tunnel, about 5 meters and it's filled with pink, blue and green lights, the walls are red and there is mist that smelled like strawberries everywhere, lastly, there is a carpet that is also red. When you reach the end of the tunnel youwill see a door that has a slot and the top.
A man looked at me the through the slot and asked for the password. I told him and he let me in.
That is the club that I worked at.
Music was blasting and it was very crowded. I made my way to the back room where all of the dancers get ready. When It was my turn I went out on stage (I loved the feeling of being watched and admired). The music started playing and I began to dance when, right there, I sough the same guy that I sough this morning at the cafe. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
When I finished the dance he stuck a note in my underwear that said: "I want you now". I winked and left the stage. Next I slipped into my blue dress and some fishnet stokings with some back heels and went to the "P.P.R" (private pleasures room) he was waiting there, sitting on a white leather chair in front of the small stage with a pole in the middle. I went over to him and asked: ¿how long?
He said: "Forever"
I laughed and told him he couldn't afford me. He gave me a playful look and pulled out A LOT of money from his jacket and said: "then just for tonight". I took the money and set it aside, then I locked the door and the music started playing. I went to the pole but he stoped me "not like that" he said and pulled me over to the sofa.
I shrugged, slowly went down and undid his pants with my teeth then I ripped his clothes off and he whispered in my ear: " let's do it my way". Then he picked me up and pushed me against the wall and made out with me violently, licking my chest. Then he penetrated me and thrust for the first time. I screamed with delight.
I had done this many times but never like this...
The kisses my neck and said: "having fun?" He thrust again and and we were both panting. I dug my nails into his strong, firm shoulders.
Then he told me to close my eyes and when I felt him pulling out he told me to sit up. When I did, he asked me to open my eyes and when I did, right there, in front of me, was his LARGE dick. I began to suck hard. Deapthroat.
When he bagan to pant. The panting became louder...then he grabbed me and said "I'm feeling generous"
He picked me up again and put his hands on my clit. "I see you are liking this quite a bit" he said. I could barely talk: "Q-quite a b-bit" is all I managed to say before I came. I screamed.
That was one of the moments that I was glad the room was soundproof.
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The next evening was my day off so after the cafe I went to a motorcycle shop, downtown, I had a license but my  motorcycle had broken two weeks before. I found a nice little Vespa, it was exactly what I needed.  I bought it and went to put gas in it, then I rode around town to give it a real try. I passed the old looking building where I worked and smiled, thinking about the last night. It was amazing.
I went home and sat in my window to read when I heard a yell from the  street. I looked down and sough the man. I almost had a heart attack.Then he said: "I didn't catch you name last night."
I screamed back down: "Pascale"
He smiled and asked me if I wanted to go and have dinner at a be restaurant that night, I said sure and he said he would pick me up around eight pm.
That night we went to a Asian restaurant he said he loved. We talked for hours about things that didn't matter to anyone but us and that night he left me at my door with the most amazing kiss.
It felt like the start of something amazing