Alone once again. Kingsley left for work ten minutes ago in a chipper mood. No one is chipper when they go to work. Especially him. It's because of the new intern, Maria. The little home-wrecking slut. I grab my purse and pull my cellphone out of it. I send a Facebook post out seeing if anyone wants to hang out. I throw my phone onto my bed and go to the bathroom so I can get ready. I wash my face then moisturize it. After applying red lip stain and mascara I go to my room. My phone is lit with a notification. I see that someone took my offer up on hanging out. I didn't recognize the face but his name I did. Chris Cerelli, I'm pretty sure I went to school with him. He looks like a younger, more attractive Marilyn Manson. I message my address to him and tell him I would be ready in thirty minutes.
CHRIS: 'do you want to go out, stay at your place or come to mine?'
Me: 'whatever you want. I just don't want to be bored tonight'
CHRIS: 'mine it is then. I'll invite some friends over. I'll be there soon.'
I run to my dresser and grab my sexiest dress. A black number with a buckle on the waist and a red corset. I put on seven inch heels and grab my phone. A knock comes from down the hallway so I go answer the door.
"Wow you're more beautiful in person. Damn, well um I'm Chris." He puts his hand out to shake mine.
"I'm Eleanor. Um, you wouldn't happen to own a pool would you?"
"In fact I do. Why? You want to swim?" I nod and motion for Chris to come in while I go to my room to grab my bikini. "Ready?"
"Yup." The two of us go to his car and he drives us to his house. The drive was short and once he parked his car he was giving me an apologetic look. "What?"
"I just want to apologize beforehand about my roommates. They're weird. Not like watch anime, don't talk to girls weird but they might as well be. One of them, Ricky, loves chicken wings and will most likely be eating them. The other, Ryan, is well Ryan."
I laugh, "okay." We walk into the house and I look around in shock. The interior is beautiful. The walls are a printed red wallpaper and has carpet the same red. The couches are black and white. A guy walks through the kitchen without a shirt on and I giggle. He turns towards Chris and me then yelps, covering his nipples.
"Chris! Way to inform me you was bringing someone over!" he runs away and Chris chuckles.
"That was Ricky. Ryan! We have a guest." Chris closes the front door and gestures to his couch for me to sit down. I sit and cross my legs. "Do you want anything to drink?"
"What do you have?"
"Various red wines, beer, whiskey, water, and coke."
"I'll have a glass of your finest red wine then." I flash Chris a smile and he backs out of the room. He bumps into a wall and chuckles nervously before scurrying away. Another man walks into the room with a black shirt and shorts on. His arms has tattoos and are muscular.
"Hello. Who are you, beautiful?"
"Eleanor. And you are?"
"I'm Ryan. Where's Chris?"
"I'm right here. Here you go Eleanor." Chris gives me the glass of red wines and I take a sip. A moan escapes my lips and I tilt my head back.
"Well my dick just got hard," Ryan says.
"Ryan!" Ricky shouts walking into the room. "There is a lady present." He scolds the taller man and I giggle.
"Thank you Ricky." I stand up and look right at Ryan with a smirk. He adjusts himself then walks away.
"A fucking tease. I like her." Chris says with a grin. I sip more of my wine then sit back down to take my heels off.
"Hope you don't mind I'm taking the death traps off." I wiggle my toes and sigh. I get back up and look at the boys. "Are we partying or what?"
