My Boss, My Man

Chapter 5

Hi! The weather is so amazing where I am today! The nature is so kind to us ❤️ We should give back too by taking care of the environment in whatever little ways we can. Every little bit counts! ❤️

We somehow make it to the room, all charged up and ready for some action. We were kissing and running our hands over each others body like teenagers! He starts unbottoning his shirt that I am wearing while we are both kissing and gasping for breath. This man is hot. His kisses so hard but his lips are soft and my body gets so deliciously confused trying to categorize the kiss in either of the two categories but failing miserably each time and wanting to do the kissing thing again. I'll save you the juicy details of my copulate activities but suffice it to say that we were better today than last night if that is at all possible.

It's evening by the time we have had sex thrice and did some of the new things that Keith had wanted to try with me. Oh well, he did cater to some of my fantasies too, on special request. I am awake, lying in his arms, like I belong there. Like all this wasn't a one night stand thing. I roll my eyes, this guy doesn't even know my name.

I slip from under the covers and his embrace and feel a painful tug inside my heart. I almost cry. Almost. I have never bought any man underwear before! Of course, I'd be emotional! I slip into my underwear and then the black dress from last night and take my purse all set to leave the handsome Keith. Should I take his shirt along with me? He said I could have it, right? So it's not stealing, correct? I wrap the shirt on my waist. I am keeping it! I so want to take a photograph of him to remember him but then I don't. I know I won't be seeing him again, ever. Like every again and that is why this is special. I know Misha and Cruz would kick my ass for not taking a picture but I still don't. I go, kiss him gently on the lip, one last time "Remember to be happy, Keith" I whisper into his ear. He looks wonderful when he's shed all his inhibitions and smiling like a kid in a candy shop. He should sport that look more often instead of the oh I am so serious and sexy look. Although to be fair, that works on him pretty well too. I smile thinking of the wonderful day I have had with this man. I suck at goodbyes so guess I am just going to leave like that. Doesn't matter no, since we're never seeing each other again. Still, I want to leave a little something for him to think of me by. Some sort of goodbye. On a whim, I grab a tissue paper, kiss on it after generously applying the red lipstick from my purse and then scribble - Remember to be happy xo

I leave the note on the bed side table under the glass of water and then leave- back to the life like I know it!

Hey my amazing fellow readers! Please let me know what do you think? -

Was she right in leaving without ever saying good bye?

Do you think they'll meet again?😍