His house was really quiet and full of natural light. My cat was really pleased, since she loved to sleep under the sun. I went out to the nearest market, it was a really fancy one since I was on the Hollywood Hills zone, it was a really luxury place. It is beautiful. I bought some fruits and stuff for the house, since I am living here for this time, it seems correct to help with the house shopping. And I wanted to make him a nice dinner tonight, he loves it.
I got back and made myself a smoothie, then I sat on his backyard to finish my homework and read my boss email too. I enjoyed the view, it really relaxed me, plus the strawberry and banana smoothie relaxed me too. And for the first time I wasn't eating junk food with Alex, which I loved, but a break was fine too.
Homework was easy and already delivered, nothing much. But my boss had sent me a really long email. First, some feedback on the work, it was okay and then, some proposals for my situation."I don't believe this will get into your work, first of all, because I thought that the Friday's email was the work all done, and now I know it was a draft. I thought my feedback would be taken for the next delivery, but you really fulfill my expectations. I'm really happy with you as coworker, not an employee. And first of all, I support you on this situation. I'll get you the home office always. You can come to your office whenever you want to, you've got the key and you know whenever I'm here, you can knock my door, I'll be pleased to see you. You're one of those people that don't need to be reminded that they have to work and deliver it. You just do it. Let's do it freelance now. And feel safe here, the receptionist and the entire team is advised and aware of the politics to not give any information of co-workers, and people will only get reunions with you with my authorization first. I'll handle it. Focus on yourself, and I hope we can share a coffee soon to speak properly. Count on me."
She was so sweet with me, but I really didn't want to fuck up and abuse her trust. But since I had it all figured out with my editors, it wasn't necessary to attend the office, but it'd be really polite from me to go and see her, after all she's still my boss. Once it was all done, I started next week's work, just to make sure everything was and will be in place.
I don't even realized the moment it was about to dawn, I lost my whole evening working, and at that moment I thought about my phone, so I walked inside to get it. At least fifty lost calls and hundreds of messages. And now I was mad. I deleted it all. I don't even bothered in reading or taking a look at it. There was no way. I called to my company and asked for a number exchange, for another one. Yes, some people won't have my number anymore, but they'd know how to reach me.
I layed on the couch with the TV on the background, I was a little bored, my friends all had my new number, so there was nothing new. Alex was maybe busy and wouldn't text me back, but I tried to get his attention.Me— Hey. I'd like to meet you. I'd like to see you. I'd like you to see what I've got for you.
Of course he wouldn't answer to an unknown number. At least I tried. Some minutes later he read the message, but didn't answer though. Second try.
Me— Maybe this would make you reconsider and I night get and answer from you. I'll give you time.
I attached a picture from my ass with my jeans on, all naughty and trying to not show any background, so he'd know it was me.
Again. Just a read and not even a response. He never doubted, not even to type. He wasn't that kind of kinky guy. He was for me.
I tried once more, I knew how this would turn.Me— I gave you enough time. But I can give you something new.
I attached him another picture, this was a 'nude' one. With no jeans and with his favorite lace thong. The red one. Soon as he read the messages, he typed.
Alex— Isla Grey you're lucky I didn't show my friends the messages I was receiving. It is unmistakable, I know it to well. But who's phone is this?
Me— I put on a little adventure on your evening. It is a preview of what awaits you at home. And this is my new phone, my love. We'll catch up when you get back, don't want to bother you. Love you.
Alex— Send more nudes.
Me— Enough for today.
Okay, last one.
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FanfictionIsla Grey is a devoted student of letters and philosophy at University of California in Los Angeles, living his dream all the way and straight out from Argentina. Being immigrant, destiny has played her a good one, but love apparently is in fault. A...