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“Touché,” I reply. “But—”
Miss Rhi presses her finger to my lips, shushing me. “Nope, no buts. Before you make any rash decisions, talk to him, you might be surprised.”
Nodding, I process her words. “That’s for tomorrow Cali to worry about. Tonight, I’m going to go home and eat my weight in chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.”
“I’m more of a vanilla girl,” Miss Rhi says, shocking me with her ice cream flavor choice.
“Vanilla, really?”
“When it comes to ice cream yes, but behind closed doors I’ll try all thirty-one flavors on offer and sometimes I’ll mix them together too.” She winks and walks out, leaving me laughing. Even if from this day forward, I’ll never be able to walk into a Baskin Robbins without thinking about this conversation with Miss Rhi.
Shaking my head at what I just discovered about Miss Rhi, I walk back to my cubicle, grab my phone, and text Mr. H. We text back and forth for a little while and he tells me he isn’t leaving New York until we chat. Can I hide from him forever?New York is a big city … but not big enough because he found you,I berate myself.
Twenty minutes later, I’m walking out the staff entrance and I decide to put on my big girl panties and face Mr. H tonight, rip off the Band-Aid as they say. Before I chicken out, I shoot off a text.
CALI:If you’re still awake, I’d like to talk
Climbing into a taxi, I give the driver my address and sit back. Staring at the roof of the car, my mind plays the evening over and I can’t believe what happened. My phone pings in my hand with a text, I jump in fright and drop it. Leaning forward, I pick it up and notice the driver looking back at me, he’s staring down the front of my top. “Eyes on the road, buddy,” I tell him as I swipe into my message.
Mr. H:I’m awake and ready to talk. Where did you want to meet?
CALI:I’m in a taxi, I’ll come to you at the hotel
Mr. H:Okay
Leaning forward, I clear my throat. “Excuse me, can we change the destination?” The driver nods. “Can you now take me to Hotel Q on Fifth?”
“Sure can.” He changes lanes, taking me to Mr. H and a conversation that is going to be awkward.
CALI:On my way, be there in 15
Mr. H:Meet me in the bar.
I’m kind of relieved that he offered to meet in the bar because I’m not sure I want to be alone with him right now.
CALI:Okay. See you soon
Mr. H:See you soon **wink emoji**
Sitting back in my seat, my nerves begin to fester, wondering how this is going to play out.
ChapterEleven
Sitting on the bed in my suite in nothing but my pants, I drink straight from the bottle of scotch I grabbed on my way back here. Calliope or Miss Sunshine as I now know her to be, is at the forefront of my mind. I cannot get the image of her out of my head. Her tits covered in pale pink lace is a memory that will be seared into my brain forever. My cock likes it too because right now, I’m harder than fucking steel. I don’t think I have ever been this hard in my entire life.
Placing the bottle on the side table, I free my aching, throbbing cock from the confines of my pants, grip it in my palm, and begin to stroke. The tip is leaking like a geyser, allowing my hand to effortlessly slide up and down the shaft. I’m imagining sliding my dick between Calliope’s tits, in reality they aren’t big enough for that. They’d be nothing more than a handful but that’s more than enough.
Focusing on the task at hand—pun intended—I continue to pump my cock. Back and forth I stroke, and all too soon, I come harder than ever before. Streams of white coat my hand and chest but my dick is still hard.
My phone lights up beside me and I smile when I see Calliope’s text on the screen. Wiping my hand on my pants, I pick up my phone, and my contented smile widens when I read she wants to chat. We agree to meet in the bar soon, so I jump off the bed and race into the shower. I need to clean myself up, I can’t have this conversation with her covered in cum.
Ten minutes later, I’m sitting at the bar waiting for her. Like last time, I order her a plate of buffalo mozzarella sticks, a glass of red, and a scotch for me. Bringing the glass to my lips, I take a sip and then I feel the hairs on my neck stand on end; she’s here.
When I spin around, there at the entrance to the bar is Calliope. She’s wearing jeans and a low-cut top that showcases her stunning tits. Tits that up until this evening, I have never fully appreciated before. She looks just as sexy fully dressed as she did earlier in next to nothing and as she walks closer to me, I realize I’m screwed.
So
Fucking
