C4 Back to bed

I went back to bed after that realization because I knew it was madness trying to find her and to keep thinking about her wasn’t going to change anything. I would never exhaust my mind over a girl and I certainly wasn’t going to start now. Everything I remembered about her was a dead end. I didn’t see her with a friend or anyone I knew that night. Here I was thinking about her again. I shut down that part of mind and went back to sleep and the next thing I knew my alarm was going off.

I woke up and the blonde girl woke up right after. Before I hit the shower I pulled her by my side kissed her on the fore head then showed her the kitchen. So she could make herself a coffee or juice, there wasn’t much to make a whole meal but enough for a simple breakfast.

After showering and feeling fresh I put on my gray tux, a white shirt and my favorite brown tie. The blond girl was ready and had two cups of coffee on her hands.

With obvious admiration she said, “That looks very good on you.”

“Thanks, it’s practically a uniform.” I took the cup added cream and sugar.

“Well, I have to run, I can’t be late to work.” She picked up her small purse, put on her shoes and then she was gone.

I was never one with sentiments like kissing goodbyes and hugs. I never did that and I was glad the girl didn’t expect it from me.

Normally, I would have a cup of coffee then have full breakfast at work. Since I was one of the best agents of the company I had my own office instead of a cubicle. There I always had my breakfast peacefully. I gathered my car keys and a few files for several new clients I was working for, then I was ready to go.

In my car and out on the heavy traffic road. I hated when this happen, but I couldn’t complain. Today I was too slow and I left later than my usual time. My head was off and I felt it.

At work I went on with my usual day and tried hard to act normal. The problem is I never accept defeat very easily or giving up in general. That’s why I was very good at my job. But this situation with this girl was very unusual to me. It was forcing me to give up, to let it go and act like nothing happened.

Except everything that happened was so fresh in my head. And it was proving very hard to forget the girl. The day passed by and my head kept inventing these ideas on how I could miraculously find a way to meet her again.

I knew for sure she must have come from somewhere. Someone somewhere must know her and I won’t rest until I find her. I admit I am not a detective nor am I an investigator, but I couldn’t find myself at peace until I found her again. I also know I sound a little obsessive over her, but there was something about her that intrigued me and one night was not good enough for me. I needed to see her again.

The day ended just like that and it was strange how unaware of everything I was. I locked myself in my office working on paper work and just like that the day was over.

“Yoh, Jake. We are going out for some drinks,” one of my friends Oliver called out from the door of my office.

“Go ahead, I’ll finish this and go to town to meet with my brother. I promised him I’ll meet him today.”

It was a lie but not completely because we did the accounting thing at the end of the month. I could tell Rad to do it today with me so technically it could be an appointment.

“Ok, see you tomorrow then.” Oliver then left, he didn’t want to add anything he knew I was not in the mood today. Normally, I was the one arranging things if we were to go out but I had a lot going on in my mind.

After work I went to Rad’s bar and out of all the days today I didn’t feel like going there. Because I felt like I didn’t know why I was going there anyway. But the stubborn part of me didn’t want to just go home and sulk. I wasn’t the kind of guy who fixate on a single girl and I wasn’t going to start now. So against my better judgement a part of me decided to go to the bar.

Somehow, I still believe if I get laid some more I will eventually forget her and things will go back to the way they were. This notion that I could forget her thrilled and annoyed me at the same time.

First, because I will finally stop obsessing over her and be my free self again. But second, because I still wanted to meet with her and get to know her. To see if she really was as brilliant as I pictured her in my mind or if she was just like every other girl out there. Maybe I was surprised to be left with a girl in bed and made it some grand mystery while it wasn’t.

I parked at the bar parking lot and when I got in the bar Rad greeted with a wave. I wasn’t surprised the bar was packed today. I could hardly move among the groups of people. There was a band playing and the music was actually very good, it was pop mixed with rock music and the lyrics were nice. I assumed that’s why there was so many people. I couldn’t see the people playing the music because they were a little far from where I was. It was obvious the band had lot of fans and since they were playing here the fans came to see them.

Anyways, I wasn’t that good with music. My hobby was leaning towards soccer and golf and occasional basketball. So I didn’t even bother to push my way through the crowd to see who was playing.

I didn’t get a seat today so I stood at the end corner of the counter looking around to see if someone noticed me or if there was someone to notice. For a while there was nothing new or interesting every girl seemed cliché or stereotype. The kind that make useless noises in bed or talks too much. As if the poon stars stuffs are any real, what they never know is that those people are acting. It doesn’t mean they enjoy it as they seem.

Today I was looking for someone authentic not just someone looking to get laid. Someone fresh, someone who knows how to appreciate sex and who knows it too. Well, I thought if I couldn’t get the girl I could as well find someone who covers her criteria. Someone who is as good as her if not close to her skills. She couldn’t be the only one who knew how to be really and a total goddess in bed.

There was something in her eyes that day. I could see fire confidence and control. I have to admit that day I felt more like a prey than the way I usually felt. I am normally a predator out hunting for a prey but it was different with her. I realized that after reliving that night again, it was something I didn’t notice it then. That’s why I was so drawn to her and now I wanted more from her or at least some closure. I know now I sound like a wimpy little boy who had his heart tricked.

Except I wasn’t, I never wanted anything after sex. So this is me reacting towards something. I needed to find out what that girl had that the other ones didn’t.

“Hey there.” A tall black girl in stiletto standing in front of me greeted. I didn’t even notice her coming, her tight green dress showed her curves perfectly. It was obvious I was what she wanted and with my state of mind I knew I needed to turn her down.

But what I did was proof I was one stubborn son of, you know. I took her on the dance floor and made sure she had a good time. And the fact that she did mind my not speaking attitude made me like her even more.

After dancing for a while it was obvious none of us wanted to be there anymore. So, we decided to get out of there and finish our night elsewhere. This girl was wild and it was exactly what I needed. She gave me a hand job and sucked me even before we got to the apartment.

We almost had sex in the elevator but I didn’t want to make a scene so we kissed roughly until we got to my floor then the game began. And I made sure I let all my frustration out on her in bed. Soon as I closed the door I pushed her on the wall kissed her angrily and deeply. She didn’t complain so I didn’t stop. I tore her clothes off, not literally but almost did. She was hot with toned skin and full lips and brown dark eyes with unusually long eye lashes.

Right there on the wall I took off my pants and pushed my dick deep inside her with a single thrust. She gasped and held on tight on me and I think she scratched my back as well. Didn’t stop me though, I started plunging in her in deep hard strokes and she tensed. But just before she was about to be coming I stopped.

“No, no, no please,” she complained.

And that is exactly what I wanted from her, I wanted to make her desperate for me. Make her beg for me, pleading me to fuck her hard until she come.

“Not just yet baby.” I grabbed her hand and went to the bedroom.

I pushed her on the bed and took the rest of my clothes off, “don’t move,” I commanded her and she obeyed nicely.

Looking at her on the dim light of the moon and street light, beauty of glass walls. She looked pretty hot with her perky tits and slightly chubby body with her five foot seven or six height, she was perfect.

I crawled on bed to her then started to lick her from her toes to her thighs and even slower towards her center. She arched her body towards me and I teased her getting only closer but not really lick her. She reached for my head with her right hand but I caught it and sucked her fingers and went for her nice handful tits. If I had to admit, her tits were the most beautiful part of her body. I sucked slowly and deep and I earned myself an intense moan from her.

“Please, fuck me,” she begged and I could see how turned on she was.

I pulled a condom from the drawer from the night stand next to my bed. I did everything swiftly and in no time I was pushing my member inside her. But I did it much slower this time, then I increased my temple slowly.

“Hard. Fuck me hard,” she ordered.

I didn’t mind if I did, so I pushed harder and harder until she was clenching the sheets tightly with her hands. She was one of those girls who likes it rough and I didn’t hold back.

I couldn’t fuck her hard enough missionary so I bent her over to get it good. I pushed deep and hard and faster. She started moaning and after a short while she was screaming. I spanked her ass and fucked her hard until I had sweat dripping down my body.

After giving her double organism I let go myself and was coming hard as well. This was exactly the kind of distraction I needed. I got down on bed to catch my breath.

“Thanks, I needed that,” the girl said lying next to me.

“Me too,” I admitted I felt the same.

Slowly, I drifted off to sleep and in the two days since I met the girl today was the day that I actually slept well. It felt good to be free from the obsession of the girl. It was like I was finally over her and there was nothing more pleasing to me than realizing that.

Somehow, the night felt a little too short since my alarm went off and I was not ready to wake up yet. The girl next to me looked so peaceful. Staring at her and feeling her warm naked body next to me turned me on all over again. I traced my hands slowly along her back just so she get the hint without startling her.

Without opening her eyes she reached over and kissed me then she opened her eyes. Obviously, she wanted the same thing. Then unexpectedly she got on top of me and damn she was good at it.

“I’m going to come,” I involuntarily said,

“Yes, come with me,” Looking straight in my eyes she added, “Come inside me, don’t worry it is okay.” With that we come together and it was officially a good morning.