Page 85 of The Man Upstairs


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“That was incredible,” he said, and I nodded to agree with him.

He kissed my cheek before he moved, still laughing as he got back to his feet again.

I rolled over to face him, and he showed me the empty cream pot.

“I guess it’ll be cake without cream tonight,” he said, and I held out my hands so he could pull me up.

“I’ll survive.”

We were hot and slimy as we drank the rest of the champagne together, passing the bottle back and forth. I didn’t bother wiping my glasses clean, or trying to mop up the mess from me, just looked at Julian in bliss as we munched on cake together. I wished I could stay here for all time, immune to the outside world.

“Shower time,” he said finally. I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped into his arms, and he carried me to the bathroom. I was still in his arms as he pulled the shower curtain back and turned on the cascade. I had to toss my smeared glasses onto the cabinet as he stepped in.

I knew he wasn’t anywhere near done yet when his cock stood proud as soon as we were under the flow. The water stole away the mess until we were pure skin again, but I didn’t want that. I wanted to be dirty, dirty, dirty. I told him so.

“Steady on,” he said. “I’ll get you plenty dirty, don’t worry about that. We’ve got a long, long road ahead.”

I prayed so. Even the idea of being without him would tear me to pieces.

We fucked again with me pinned against the tiles. He slapped my ass for being such a naughty girl, and I whimpered for more under the steam. There was nothing, NOTHING, I didn’t want from him. Nothing that would ever turn me off. Nothing I wouldn’t take if it was offered – it was all down to him.

My filthy saviour.

My kinky addict.

My hero.

“Oh shit, I just remembered something,” he said. “Stay right there.”

He dashed out of the shower and returned a minute later.

“Got you this,” he said and handed me a bottle with a grin on his face.

Bubble gum scented body wash, with a unicorn on the front.

I couldn’t help laughing.

“I knew you’d like it,” he said and washed my hair for the second time that day, and my glasses were scrubbed clean by body wash, along with the rest of me. We were both wrapped in nothing but token towels when we finished up in the bathroom, still laughing together as we cleaned up the carnage at the dining table. I even loved the domesticities with Julian in this place. In some ways they were the nicest moments of all.

Home.

Julian was my home now.

I wiped up as he washed the dishes, enjoying the ease of his company as he talked me through the intricacies of beef wellington, and the beauties of creamy sex.

“I’m so spoiled,” I told him. “Roses, champagne, top-class cheffing… bubble gum, unicorns, and your cock in my ass.”

“You deserve it.” He grinned. “Especiallymy cock in your ass. You’re the most amazing, dirty princess there could be.”

He was the amazing one. I just wanted to live up to his wants. His needs. I only wished people would be able to see how well he treated me. How valued I felt every time I looked in his eyes. People wouldn’t care about that, though. All they would see was a huge age gap and a seedy old man preying on a naive little idiot.

The thoughts were already creeping in under my smiles as reality kicked in. I knew our quiet bliss was running out. Every second was one less before the chaos hit us.

Julian got himself a beer and made me a summer fruit gin and tonic. We were still in towels as he lit up one of his cigarettes at the window. The way he blew smoke out always kept me transfixed.

The night was still pretty young, all considered, but I didn’t want to go to bed yet. It felt like that really would be the end of the hidden bliss. We’d close our eyes for sleep, wake up, then find it was time to face the music. Trisha would have been snooping around Dine’s Green pretty hardcore by now to back up her case before she spread it around the estate like it was the God’s honest truth.

I voiced some thoughts out loud.

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