breaking up with Ms. Wilde, but I still found myself worrying what her reaction would be when I told her that I didn’t want to sleep with her again. I was also concerned that she would see through my lie. I
did
want to sleep with her again and I felt certain that if she touched me, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I couldn’t let that happen.
I will just stay outside, politely thank her for the invitation, and then decline. No touching necessary
.
Finally, I exited the car and walked up the stairs to her door. The mere knowledge that she was on the other side, waiting for me, made me jittery and lightheaded.
It’ll be fine. You’re a grown man, and no matter how great the sex was, you’re perfectly capable of resisting her. Just stay outside her apartment and give her the message quickly
.
I took another calming breath and knocked on her door. After a few seconds, it flew open and Ms. Wilde appeared.
“Stephen, thank the fucking Lord, you’re here!” she exclaimed.
I opened my mouth to begin my practiced speech when she grabbed hold of my jacket collar and pulled me inside her apartment, slamming the door behind me.
That wasn’t how it was supposed to go
.
“I’m
so
glad that you’re here!” she said, ushering me toward her bathroom while I wondered what was going on.
“There’s a huge, and I mean fucking
humongous
spider in there and I need you to kill it!”
“Err, OK?” I said, scratching my neck.
“I mean it, Stephen!” she said, looking deadly serious. “You go
Kill Bill
on its ass, all right?”
“Bill who?”
“Fucking hell,” she said, flashing me one of her lopsided grins. “How old
are
you, anyway?”
I didn’t have time to give her an answer before she spoke again.
“OK, go all Rambo on it. You
do
know who Rambo is, right?” she teased.
I rolled my eyes.
“Yes, of course. I read the novel,” I said. “I’ll kill it good and proper, I swear.”
Inside the small bathroom I saw the offending arachnid, which really wasn’t as big as she had led me to believe, and squashed it with a piece of toilet paper before flushing it. Bugs didn’t scare me. Being alone with this strange girl right on the other side of the door, however, was terrifying.
“All gone,” I said as I walked back out.
“You sure it’s dead?” she asked, peeking into the bathroom. “It won’t jump up on my ass the second I sit down?”
“Positive. I crushed it. It was very brutal, I promise,” I said, smiling.
She stared at me.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile before,” she said. “You should do it more often.”
“OK,” I said dumbly.
Her eyes traveled over me and a slow smile formed on her lips. I suddenly noticed how little clothing she was wearing: another silk robe, this one white. Her hair appeared to be slightly damp and there wasn’t a trace of makeup on her face. She looked sweet and natural, yet her eyes shone with mischief. She was so attractive like this, without the horrible clothes, hair, and makeup. I had to leave now.
Without warning, she stepped forward, stood up on her toes, and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her soft little body against mine.
Oh, no. Touching is definitely off limits!
But God, she felt good. I placed my hands on her hips and literally couldn’t push her away. Instead, I pulled her closer.
“My hero.” She grinned. “How can I reward you for your bravery?”
This is not the way this was supposed to go
.
I swallowed when she lifted her face to mine.
“Maybe with a kiss?” she whispered against my lips.
My head bopped up and down as though I was a puppet and she was the puppeteer, pulling my strings. I closed my eyes, preparing for the feel of her soft mouth against mine, when suddenly I felt her hands undoing my belt instead. My eyes flew open and I saw her kneeling in front of me, opening my pants with eager, experienced hands.
“W-wait,” I stammered. “What are you
did
want to sleep with her again and I felt certain that if she touched me, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I couldn’t let that happen.
I will just stay outside, politely thank her for the invitation, and then decline. No touching necessary
.
Finally, I exited the car and walked up the stairs to her door. The mere knowledge that she was on the other side, waiting for me, made me jittery and lightheaded.
It’ll be fine. You’re a grown man, and no matter how great the sex was, you’re perfectly capable of resisting her. Just stay outside her apartment and give her the message quickly
.
I took another calming breath and knocked on her door. After a few seconds, it flew open and Ms. Wilde appeared.
“Stephen, thank the fucking Lord, you’re here!” she exclaimed.
I opened my mouth to begin my practiced speech when she grabbed hold of my jacket collar and pulled me inside her apartment, slamming the door behind me.
That wasn’t how it was supposed to go
.
“I’m
so
glad that you’re here!” she said, ushering me toward her bathroom while I wondered what was going on.
“There’s a huge, and I mean fucking
humongous
spider in there and I need you to kill it!”
“Err, OK?” I said, scratching my neck.
“I mean it, Stephen!” she said, looking deadly serious. “You go
Kill Bill
on its ass, all right?”
“Bill who?”
“Fucking hell,” she said, flashing me one of her lopsided grins. “How old
are
you, anyway?”
I didn’t have time to give her an answer before she spoke again.
“OK, go all Rambo on it. You
do
know who Rambo is, right?” she teased.
I rolled my eyes.
“Yes, of course. I read the novel,” I said. “I’ll kill it good and proper, I swear.”
Inside the small bathroom I saw the offending arachnid, which really wasn’t as big as she had led me to believe, and squashed it with a piece of toilet paper before flushing it. Bugs didn’t scare me. Being alone with this strange girl right on the other side of the door, however, was terrifying.
“All gone,” I said as I walked back out.
“You sure it’s dead?” she asked, peeking into the bathroom. “It won’t jump up on my ass the second I sit down?”
“Positive. I crushed it. It was very brutal, I promise,” I said, smiling.
She stared at me.
“What?” I asked.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile before,” she said. “You should do it more often.”
“OK,” I said dumbly.
Her eyes traveled over me and a slow smile formed on her lips. I suddenly noticed how little clothing she was wearing: another silk robe, this one white. Her hair appeared to be slightly damp and there wasn’t a trace of makeup on her face. She looked sweet and natural, yet her eyes shone with mischief. She was so attractive like this, without the horrible clothes, hair, and makeup. I had to leave now.
Without warning, she stepped forward, stood up on her toes, and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her soft little body against mine.
Oh, no. Touching is definitely off limits!
But God, she felt good. I placed my hands on her hips and literally couldn’t push her away. Instead, I pulled her closer.
“My hero.” She grinned. “How can I reward you for your bravery?”
This is not the way this was supposed to go
.
I swallowed when she lifted her face to mine.
“Maybe with a kiss?” she whispered against my lips.
My head bopped up and down as though I was a puppet and she was the puppeteer, pulling my strings. I closed my eyes, preparing for the feel of her soft mouth against mine, when suddenly I felt her hands undoing my belt instead. My eyes flew open and I saw her kneeling in front of me, opening my pants with eager, experienced hands.
“W-wait,” I stammered. “What are you
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