I drove until I stopped by Cacy's house. I just need a good sex for now. My head feels so heavy, I rested it at the staring wheel.
I entered her mansion and parked my car. I went all by myself since I am aware every corner and inch of this place. I knocked the door but she didn't responded. So, I just stepped in myself.
She was sleeping on her bed, covered by a thin almost transparent blanket. I closed the door and for a couple of minute glared at her fascinating body.
Her beautiful back, curves and big butt. I want 'em all. I quickly jumped on the bed, waking her up with almost an scream but just then my knee slipped on something terrible.
She was awoke looking at me, "Condom?", I asked while I grabbed it with my hands. More terrible was it was a used one.
"What's going on?", I asked and her face was pale.
She answered in a breathe, "I'll explain. I just was trying an sex toy",
I raised an eyebrow but she showed me a dick toy and a vibrator on the laying under the bedsheet. I smiled, "Is my dick not enough?" I asked her.
She sweetly said, "No" and my eyes widen but she abruptly corrected herself, "No, it is enough but I was just needing it at that moment and didn't wanted to disturb you" she explained cutely.
*Oh", ...
I moved out of her place, she was too tired to do anything else. Besides, who wastes so much energy on a toy when she has me. Guess, today isn't my day.
I didn't knew where to do, but J went to a pub and then to the beach at night. I lit campfire for myself and drunk there for time not being known. Too cold to stay there, I decided to head home.
All that liquor in empty stomach worsen my health. I barely drove all the way to home and headed inside. I wasn't too drunk to be out of myself, liquor cannot control me.
I hope, there is something to eat. I went to the kitchen and aside from leafy greens there wasn't much. All shops shut down and no online food ordering services working right now, what should I eat. Not even the maids are present or butlers, all of them left by now.
My stomach was killing me apart, I was hungry as fuck. No food, no sex, I sipped some more wine. By now, its getting there.
I headed outside of the kitchen whilst carrying my beer and placed it on the dining table. Just then I realised, I woke up someone.
That damn, Valet. I annoyingly rolled my eyes at him.
He quickly got up, "Master, are you back" he asked me.
I looked back a couple of time, "No, still on my way", I answered him in such a sense.
He almost let a smile but didn't, "Are you hungry?" he asked me.
I sat on the table like a four year old and opened my mouth wide, "Yahhhhh!"
He served me something that was on the table. Nothing much special but I liked that food.
"Since, when the maids cooked so well such ordinary beans?", I asked him while licking my finger.
He said, "The maids didn't cooked them up. You weren't home so they left early and besides there isn't much to cook in the refrigerator, so this was the best I could....
I interrupted him, "You cooked it?" I asked and he nodded with pleasant smile.
Seriously I wanted to throw all the food on the floor but it was kind of yummy, won't lie.
"How is it, Master?", he asked me but I didn't bothered to answer him.
After the food was done, I washed my hands but the smell would go off my hands not matter how hard I try. I walked out of the kitchen but he followed me like a tail.
He was smile in my clothes...
I walked to my room, ignoring him hoping he would go his way. My hands were tugged in the pockets and I reached by my door, I abruptly shut it.
But more like squeezed him in between. I thought I'd close well and he'll have to stay out. He groaned and I had let him enter.
"Get lost", I told him.
"To where?", he asked me.
"Anywhere, but not near me", I ordered but he softly rebuked,
"But, I am your valet, I can't leave you alone...
Before he could complete, I yelled at his face whilst pushing in against the door by my body, "Then go and leave the fuck of meeeeee!"
I was over me, all the way but he was teared up. Luckily, I manage to get the hell out of him from my room.
Now, I can talk a deep breath, finally!
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Valet
Teen FictionHarris is a billionaire, he didn't earn it but inherited, after his dad died. Growing up richly, he valued ethics, class and manners as nothing but ash. A wine of vodka and a beer at dinner was the life he liked to spent with his friends, who are as...