How I Met My Mistress

Chapter 2: Caught

(Note this chapter will be shorter, the rest will be longer in length. I wrote this a while back and don't want to mess up the flow by adding on when I already started Chapter 3)

After the tow trucks came and took our cars, I learned that the girl I crashed into was named Chloe. We walked down the street to the diner she was talking about, Hanson's. It's one of those places with the 50's aesthetic, a jukebox in the corner, black and white tiled floors, and lot's of red leather seats.

I was a bit awkward at first, since I had crashed into this girl about an hour ago, and then cried in front of her, but somehow she had this magic way of getting me to open up about myself. We discovered we went to the same high school, she was 2 years ahead of me though so we never met. We joked about some of our old teachers, and this one kid who got expelled for smoking a joint in the bathroom. "Sooo, what is this, a date? You get Stockholm Syndrome from the guy that almost kills you in a car wreck?"

She laughed "I don't think that's what Stockholm Syndrome is." After she said that, her smile faded "Seriously though, you actually could have died you know. If you were a few seconds earlier, you would have been T-Boned by my truck." Suddenly, thoughts of my mom filled my mind. Her accident, it could have been like that. "Hey I need to take a bathroom break" I said to excuse myself.

"Sure, I think it's over there" she pointed to the back. "Oh wait, before you go, can I borrow your phone? I'm gonna call my friend to pick us up."

"Here, the password is 1235." I gave her my phone and turned to walk over to the bathroom. I went over to a urinal, unzipped my pants and did my thing. I thought for a moment about jacking off in one of the stalls before I had a realization. "Oh fuck, I left open the femdom porn on my phone. Shit!" I thought to myself.

I walked as quickly as I could back to our table, when I got there, she hung up the phone, and gave it back to me. I thought for a moment she didn't see, or would pretend to not have. Then, she looked at me, and grinned. She had one of the most evil, sadistic grins on her face that I had ever seen.

I blushed and looked away, not wanting to make eye contact with her. "I-I'm really sorry, I had no idea that I left that open on my phone." I say, stuttering my words out of embarrassment.

Chloe moved her face closer to mind, putting her mouth near my ear. She whispered "Hmmm, well if you don't want to accept my offer of a new car, maybe you'd accept a job offer from me. I'll pay you much, much more than some restaurant delivery job ever will."

"W-what do you mean" I whispered back to her, looking around to make sure no one was overhearing our conversation. "Oh, so you're interested? Well, I've been looking for a boy toy recently. I don't talk a lot with guys, I prefer the shy, submissive type but they're usually too afraid to talk to me, or even call me. I want a guy that I can nurture, spoil rotten, and..." she paused for a second "punish, if they're naughty. Which you have been especially, considering you just wrecked my car."

END CHAPTER 2

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