“Maybe I should start my brand of wine,” I said to myself. It seemed that I always found my deepest contemplation half-way through a glass of merlot. I sat at my desk in my office, it was the end of a long week and I wanted nothing more than to soak in a hot tub with some scented candles and RINI on blast. I kicked off my high heels and leaned back into the chair. It was my usual ritual at the end of a week to stop and reflect on all that had passed. I thought about Erin, mostly. Our two weeks together was a marvelous roller-coaster of events. She showed me how to have fun, something I had forgotten a long time ago.
Despite my responsibilities, Erin and I found time to spend with each other. We went shopping almost daily and Erin was beginning to accept my gifts without questioning my logic. In the past two weeks I had probably spent over ten thousand dollars on entertaining my lover. I had no problem with that. My money was seldom spent on myself anyway. Before Erin, I spent my money only on food and bills. My husband covered everything else and there was nothing that I wanted, besides love.
It was fun to be in charge. I was used to running a business, not a relationship. I felt like the one who provided for Erin. She seemed to appreciate everything I had done for her. Unlike Addonis, who discarded me like a used napkin, time and time again.
Erin was a pleasure to watch. I had set up several meetings and interviews on her behalf. She kissed me every time I told her that I booked another one for her. It was all worth it. I was addicted to her happiness. I found myself even taking drugs with her, something I never fancied. Erin loved to be high and fuck me. She often said that’s when she can see what I want from her. I didn’t want her to feel used or upset with me so I gave her everything she wanted. I even told her that I didn’t mind if she wanted to continue seeing the guy she met. I just wanted to be the priority in her life.
It was a thrill. I was fighting for her love and I was winning. I could see it on her face. She wanted less of whoever and more of me. When I told her so, she just stared at me, probably surprised that I would be okay. I guess, in all honesty, I felt like she would have seen him again regardless. I gave her permission so that I would not feel betrayed. It didn’t make sense but it felt like the logical thing to do. I just wanted Erin to be happy and to love me. To the point that I ignored the obvious signs that some guy was trying to win her. I remembered a time I was at the hotel with her and a packaged arrived for her. It was a bouquet with a note attached saying “Tonight at 8? Call me if you’re up for it”. She accepted it nervously and seemed afraid that I would reprimand her for it.
Honestly, I expected as much. Erin was truly a catch and any man or woman would fight to keep her. I assured her that I wasn’t worried and that she could do whatever she felt like. It was a small blow to my ego but I knew that her admirer could not compare to me. Erin truly wanted me and she enjoyed every moment and dollar I spent taking of her. She was mine.
Her time in LA was coming to an end though. I tried to imagine how I would adjust to living without Erin. It was unthinkable. She would go home only because I let her. I was sure that if I asked her to stay she would. Erin was free like that. I wanted to be with her. If she insisted on leaving I would leave with her, if she let me.
I remembered Erin’s touch. She always knew exactly how to please me. The thought of her pretty face between my legs made my pussy twitch on the inside. No one could make me feel that way. Addonis had lost that touch.
“… Addonis…” I said out loud. His name brought sadness to me. When I fell in love with him almost a decade ago, I never imagined he would be the source of such sadness. My eyes began to water when I thought about how he had treated me in the past year and a half. I was completely lost until I found Erin; someone who could make me forget him by giving me better memories. It was clear to me. I did not love Addonis anymore. I wanted to move on. I wanted a life with Erin.
“Erin…” Her name escaped my lips like a moan. She was so sweet; inside and out. I remembered our countless orgasms and romantic moments, wrapped in each other’s arms. In the short time I had known Erin, she had loved me better than Addonis’ best efforts in our failed relationship. Erin was my climax. She was my favorite sex toy. She showed me the ecstasy of everything taboo. I needed her.
I noticed that my hands automatically fell between my legs. I was already rubbing my clit through my panties under my skirt. I looked around me. My office door was closed and I felt sure that no one would disturb me for the rest of the afternoon. I spread my legs wider and shifted my panty on the side, looking at my pretty pussy. She was crying for Erin. Erin made her feel beautiful, free, and wanted.
I gently spread my pussy open with my fingers, pulling my clit towards me to get a better view. I had never masturbated in my office before. The thought of Erin between my legs throbbed in my skull. I let out a whimper and slowly massaged the hot flesh between my thighs. My fingers were soaking wet from playing with my aroused pussy. I spread my sweet juice all over my clit, thinking of Erin’s tongue.
“Erin, I want you so bad…” I whimpered, rubbing my pussy harder.
“Fuck you Addonis… watch how Erin does it. Watch her pleasure the pussy you lost.” I cried out, lost in my world, my panty completely soaked with my cum. I tugged on my panty harder and slid a finger inside my wet cunt, fingering and rubbing myself.
“Erin stay with me… please… stay…” My legs were up now and my eyes were closed. I felt the orgasm building.
“Yes… Erin… YES… Tell me you want to stay with me forever… Yes eat my pussy. Yes… yes… I’ll buy you anything you want. Make me cum! Please, Erin… I’ll give you everything. Yes Erin please! Please let me buy a house for you. Let me own you Erin… oh fuck! Erin make me cum!”
My legs trembled. I wanted Erin so badly. I came on my fingers. And sank into my chair, legs spread, looking at my wet pussy.
“Fuck you Addonis…” I smiled.
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Garden Kisses
Mystery / ThrillerWhat happens when highschool sweethearts find money and fame? This young woman is about to find out. Love is a dangerous game, especially when you're in love with a football superstar! In this story, a successful business woman must make an eroti...