Great! Now she knows what I do for a living. But how? How did she know that I work for Knight Enterprises. Does she have a friend works there too, or is her ex-boyfriend interning there? I know there were 4 people came interning from some school, but I just didn't bother to know.
'Why? Hate me already?' – Damien
I start to tease her a little bit, hoping she might not leave me hanging, or cling to me. I hate when someone clings to me like a bear or leave me hanging, thinking that I am not equal.
'No, just asking because you actually look somewhat familiar.' – Nadia
Familiar? I don't remember seeing her intern at my company. Maybe her friend? The one that she's having a sleepover with. I check her Instagram profile again to look for anyone that I could recognise, and there it is. A picture of her, a dark-skin tone girl and a white Chinese Asian girl. I recognise the dark-skin tone girl. I think her name is Nemaly or something because I saw her once entering a meeting conducting by her manager.
I was contemplating to ask Nadia about her friend, so I make a mental note to approach her friend in the office.
'I'm sorry if I was rude. Hope to see you soon, Mr Owen. Goodnight and sweet dreams.' – Nadia
That was the last message she sends before my phone went on silent again. I check the time and it's currently 9.30pm. I strip off my clothes, take my towel with me and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower before bed. I turn on the water faucet and let the water runs downs from my hair to my face, my body and my legs. I still remember the kiss we had earlier,and I know I need a release so bad.
I imagine Nadia beneath me, squirming as I run my tongue from her neck, her collarbone, her chest. I imagine how her nipples look like that made my giant rod hard. I gently stroke it, imagining her kissing and sucking me off and I pump faster and harder until I came. I cleaned myself off and head straight towards my bed. I lay down on my soft satin bed, secretly wishing that one day, I won't be alone in this bed.
I read again all the text messages that I had with Nadia and instantly went to her Instagram profile again. This time the little circle at the top left corner was red, indicating she had posted a story. I clicked open to her post and seeing that she's not at home. She was out with that intern girl from my company in a bar. I felt a little uneasy and jealous because she didn't tell me her plans. She only mentions about going for a sleepover, but nothing about her having a girl's night.
'I should just sleep.' I thought to myself before settling my phone away. But my heart was having 2nd thought. I picked upmy shirt and grab my keys, and by the time my brain registerswhat's happening, I'm already in the elevator, keeping a lookout on her Instagram in any case she posted her location. I was starting to get really impatient by the minute passed. I tried calling her phone but it only rings. I keep trying and trying only to get the call disconnected.
'F***!' I cursed myself and quickly get to my car and speed to the bar I hope I recognise.