Alexander greeted me in another hotel room. This time, he felt the desire to stay at The Ritz-Carlton, booking the best presidential suite to impress me. It is so funny to see how this man craves my applause and compliments; he just can't live a day without hearing me say, "What I would do without you? You are opening the world to me. You are my Superman!" That is exactly what his ears will be hearing this evening.
He was observing an almost high school graduate, wearing a black sparkly dress and her new kitten heels. His eyes were moving up and down, trying to catch every single little detail about me, as taking a week off made him a starving lion.
For this quick "business date," I wore eyeliner to show my inner dedication to being a sexy black cat. Slightly more makeup gave me a confidence boost, plus a real sense of putting on my "play mask". I split myself into two different identities, and Alexander is looking at the naughty one. After a good glass of white wine, I had a light mind with unusual confidence and proud sexuality in me. The precise amount of alcohol in me should give this effect exactly for the whole duration of my date with him, so by the time I have to see Riven, I will be myself again.
I gave Mr.Montrose enough time to stare at me, as I know damn well I look good. He lay down on the bed and gave a hand sign to come over.
Since the day I gave him my virginity, we never sat in a restaurant together, and I wondered why. Not to grumble about it, as I am not into fancy food regardless, whereas he is paying me based on the contract rules plus extra. Still, the realisation that he is inviting me only for sex is weird. At least at first, we played pretend as an age-gap couple interested in getting to know each other.
Why am I digging into this? Life is great! I can stay discreet with him, as this will only secure my chances of building a decent relationship with Riven, since he or his friends or even family will never see me anywhere with my sugar daddy! When I am good, I am good. But when I am bad, I am better.
"Are you going to ask me about my exams?" I asked in almost a seductive voice tone, slowly crawling to him.
"I am sure you did excellently, so I don't bother asking, but I want to see how you will perform in this exam," he replied while releasing his massive belt from his pants, making it an open field for me to explore his pelvic area.
"How will you react to this if I told you I did imperfectly, and without your help I won't be able to get into any respectable college?"
"Well, then you need to undress yourself right now and find your way to my pants, then I will see how to mercy your poor exam results," he smirked, looked down at the same area he told me to "find", giving it a clear hint that he wants me to please him orally today.
"I want to feel your soft lips not only on my mouth, I am sure you will give it better to me than any other..." he closed his eyes and lay down on the bed entirely, preparing himself for my "act of service".
The faster I get it done, the more time I will have to prepare for a date with Riven, as it was my number one thought today. I completely ignored Rita's words about focusing primarily on Alexander, as he is a money source, because if I can control my anxiety and morals, I surely can't control my emotions about him. All kinds of wine only saturate my thoughts and feelings about us.
My slightly tipsy mind wasn't scared of trying oral sex for the first time, as it didn't require any mental preparation beforehand either.
I slowly started unzipping his pants while maintaining eye contact with him. It felt unreal in a sense that I was playing someone I never knew, all of the actions I did felt like they didn't belong to me, yet I kept going.
I slightly massage his penis through the underwear before taking them down enough to grab this instrument with my mouth. My throat was exceptionally dry as the wine made me dehydrated. Within a moment, I was directing what was demanded to be pleased right to my lips. I gave it a kiss, and another kiss. Alexander lifted his head up and softly hinted :
"Dear, you are not supposed to kiss it. You should suck it."
"Relax!" I shouted to him, as he clearly expected me to be a skilled Playboy bunny for him, just like those girls he had before.
Mr. Montrose said to suck, so I am starting to perform my first blowjob. Can't believe I am so calm about it. It makes so much sense why adults become addicted to alcohol, as it is the cheapest, fastest way to erase worries and overthinking. I tried to be as gentle as possible without using my teeth by accident, as it would definitely be the wrong way to go. I opened my mouth like a fish and started moving his penis slightly deeper, almost reaching the throat. My unskilled throat released a gag reflex, causing me to nearly throw up the wine and food I had had prior this date.
"Shhhh, be careful!" said Alexander, almost becoming worried that I would choke or vomit, or he was just concerned about not being able to finish this evening, as he is a creature of lust.
I didn't say a thing and proceeded with my oral job. With each movement that is happening inside my mouth, I started to get better at it, eventually leading him to a pre-orgasmic peak.
"Do you like it?" I said while holding his penis in my mouth, almost sounding like I don't speak English.
"Shut up and keep going!" he moaned back to me, as it was a clear sign that I didn't have to do it any longer. He is about to finish in my mouth, giving me a first time "taste-test" of male sperm.
I started sucking it faster, which made me almost unable to breathe correctly. My mouth was in an open state for quite some time, and sudden jaw pain made it a challenge for me to make him finish. I started to consider taking a few-second break, when suddenly I felt an eruption of something thicker than water in my throat. Alexander came into my mouth. I kept holding his penis in my mouth, as I felt it is pulsating and releasing liquids still. Once it lost its tenderness, I removed it from my mouth and rushed to the bathroom. This evening, the presidential suite's sink saw me spitting out sperm while trying my best not to gag. It was absolutely disgusting, as I would say the same to a wine taste when I just tried it for the first time. The difference between those liquids is that the wine improved in flavor for me over time, while his fluid will never taste good enough to swallow.
After somewhat cleansing my mouth, I secured results with a mint mouthwash and looked up to see my reflection in the mirror. I look unrecognizable to myself: smashed makeup in my face, messy hair, and a red mouth from constantly irritating my lips with Alexander's "tool". I started quickly touching up my look as I didn't want him to see me this way. This man sensed or heard my attempts to hide "oral sex" signs from my face, because within a minute, he was standing in the bathroom.
"Are you worried I will not find you attractive when you look like a messy, naughty girl?"
"No...I just don't like how I look after this." I replied while continuing to fix my eyeliner by completely washing it off.
"Then take a break from it as I am not done with you yet..."
Alexander stood behind me and grabbed my waist. I knew what would happen next, but having soap in my eyes made it impossible to see clearly what was going on. I could only follow my scenes, which tells that he wants to have intercourse. One more rule to remember: don't let Alexander starve of my body, as it will result in an unwanted sex marathon.
He inserted his already recovered penis inside me, giving me a sharp pain between my legs that radiated all the way to my toes. It was, in the best way describable, an unpleasant sensation, but I let it continue. I was thinking about my own problems. At the end of the day, all of Alexander's actions would take me another step closer to achieving financial freedom.
I tried to relax and abstract from reality, as my mental shield battled the sexual interaction between my body and Alexander's.
Fortunately for me, he got interrupted by a phone call. His penis quickly left my semi-dry body, and he walked to one of the many rooms of this suite. I could hear him mumbling, "I put my phone on do not disturb, who broke it off?!" as his voice sounded farther and farther from the bathroom.
Meanwhile, I resumed looking at the extensive mirror's reflection. Each time I look at myself in the mirror, the less I see myself in it. This paranormal effect occurs only when I am with Alexander, so I am accepting this temporary switch.
"Why are you even considering this as an option?! I told you I can handle it!" I heard Alexander talking with someone, and his voice didn't sound relaxed. As he spoke, he walked back to the bathroom and almost threw a "usual" money envelope at me.
"I don't remember raising you being so stubborn! Okay, I am busy now, don't call me regarding this if you are not ready to listen to my advice!" After those almost screaming sentences, I heard a loud bang as Alexander's phone hit the wooden table.
I put the envelope in my purse and started to get ready to leave, as he didn't seem to have the desire to get engaged in conversation or sexual activity with me. After a decent silence between us, Mr.Montorse turned to me and said:
"My son is such a trouble..."
Oh, he has a child. I was too afraid to ask him about his personal life, as the contract requires respect for his privacy, including his wife and kids, if any.
"What happened, if you don't mind me asking? You were so stressed over that call, we didn't even finish our round two." I walked up to him and started giving a shoulder massage, as he was sitting on the bed corner and holding onto the temporal lobe area like he was fighting an intense headache.
"I am not going to answer you this, my diamond. You shouldn't worry about it too much; it's outside your responsibility. I gave you your allowance; you are free to go."
Mr. Montrose quickly snapped out of the horny, playful spirit after his son's call, which gave me more time to be ready for my next date. I gave my boss a kiss on the cheek and catwalked from the suite as John was on stand-by since the moment I arrived at the hotel.
I sat in the car and turned on music through my headphones, wanting to give myself a fair minute to hard-reset my current personality.
*Same Ol' Mistakes by Rihanna starts playing*
I am living my best life...I just got someone's monthly paycheck in just an hour, and now I'm on the way to my sky-high apartment to get ready for meeting my Riven! We most probably will hold hands tonight as we watch a movie! Oh, how excited I am for tonight!
"Speed up please, John!" I told my driver while experiencing a sense of sweet euphoria.
"Are you in a rush, Miss Charlotte? I can't violate the traffic rules," said John with surprise in his voice, as I rarely "demand" anything.
"I don't care, just take me home fast!" and my mouth couldn't help but chuckle from a burst of happiness.
John smiled and tried to drive home faster but safely.
Despite my slightly messy look from activities in the hotel room with Alexander, I felt I was radiating the same energy as the sun , pure warmth and light. Every person I passed on my way to the apartment elevator turned to me, and I truly enjoyed the looks of the butlers, strangers, neighbors, and building management, something a past version would never have tolerated. Old me never thought of being in the spotlight, when new me is evolving with insane speed, opening myself to a new world each day.
As I open the door to the apartment, I receive a text message from Riven:
-Good evening, pretty. Are you ready for a cinema night?
I have to leash myself when it comes to being around Rive or just simply chatting with him, as I am prone to overreact or overshare. I did a few deep breaths and replied:
-Evening. I will need at least an hour before you can pick me up.
-Sure deal. See you soon. Library, as usual?
-Yes
I can't find a better and safer place for pickup than a city's most extensive library. Today was my last day at school, and he knows it well, so there is no more decent excuse to be picked up from the library. This lie can wait for my later brainstorm, as now I am about to change my appearance back to what I think I am.
Bootcut jeans, an off-shoulder t-shirt, and leather sneakers with sparkles with a french braid is my look for tonight. I rarely do hairstyles for myself as covering my face with long, slightly wavy hair always gives me a sense of protection from the outer world, but for Riven I want to be unlike, as I don't see jeopardy coming out of him, and my skin can't wait to feel his hand's touch.
I stole Rita's earrings and a silver bracelet, as she stated to me since the day she saw me in her dress, that I can use her stuff anytime. Perfume-wise, my heart wanted to spray myself with something lighter, more feminine, and fruity-based. Once again, Rita's makeup drawer came in handy for me, as she has an extensive collection of body sprays and perfumes: from musky and heavy to fruity and airy. I sprayed myself from head to toe with it, additionally layering a few sprays inside my bra and around waistline. Right before leaving, I stopped by the fridge, as something whispered to me to have a one sip of wine. Rita was chilling in the kitchen the entire time, trying to distract herself from her job. When she decided to bake a cake for me, she opened herself a new hobby-baking and cooking in general, so she set herself to learning how to cook and feed us instead of ordering takeouts, eventually. She spotted my silhouette in the kitchen,
"Looking good, Charlotte! Can't even tell you just finished your date with daddy Alexander!" she joked and slapped my buttcheek as I was passing her by.
"I took your jewelry and perfume, that's why you like my look!" I replied as the fridge door was in the process of opening and turning its light on the wine bottle. I grabbed the bottle and took a small chug out of it, ignoring the fact that both Rita and I are sharing this bottle.
"You are a dangerous lady! He won't stand a chance with you! Don't seduce him, as he must get seriously involved with you emotionally first! Save some purity in this relationship!"
"I am trying my best, but you know how much I like him. And on top of that, my focus is on Mr.Montrose. Your words are my bible!"
"Go! You will be late!" , Rita rushed me while slapping my other buttcheek. Bootcut jeans do wonders...
I put my sneakers on, grabbed a light zip hoodie, a simple purse, and a pack of gum that I was about to pop on the way to the library, as my mouth's smell definitely had wine molecules in it.
May 11, 8:00 pm
Riven picked me up in his black, roofless car. He remembers how excited I was to take a ride without a car's ceiling, catching the concrete city's air and feeling my hair blown by the wind. I was hoping he would lean to kiss me; however, he either resisted or held himself back from doing so. My "lover girl" personality side, which is based inside me somewhere near the heart artery, started screaming, demanding that I kiss him. I didn't want to initiate it, as in this relationship, both him and I value the right timing. We both were willing to wait, while learning about each other and opening ourselves more. Riven grabbed my hand while holding the wheel with the other. He looks so cool when he drives, a bit messy and reckless, yet there is not a single sign of insecurity about his driving skills.
I am feeling more and more sure about my feelings for him, as right now I am feeling nothing but love, and whether we will crash or not because of his driving style - I couldn't care less.
"How was your day, Charlotte? Am I allowed to call you a graduate already?" asked Riven while not taking eyes from the road.
"I think I did okay. My motivation was down the last few weeks, so I just wanted to get it over with."
"I get you, when I was in school, I did my exams poorly, and one subject I missed purposely due to bad relations with the teacher. I was the definition of a riot."
I smiled and squeezed his hand tighter. At his current age, Riven has zero glimmers of being a bad boy, so I became excited to know how he got away with it, "No way! How did you graduate?!".
"My dad paid for my school diploma, and he also paid for my college degree and my job start-up, as you already know it...I am not proud of it, and this is the painful topic for me and him; we are always arguing and fighting about it. He always wants to help, but his help usually comes across as him telling me I am a miserable person..."
"I don't think you are miserable!" my in-love character interrupted him, while processing his words. He is not only independent by nature but also comes from a wealthy family. What else could I ask for? I am in a fast car racing to the outdoor cinema with a handsome, intelligent, caring, rich guy!
"Thank you, Charlotte. You are one of the few people I share this side of my life with; that is why I don't like to show off or talk about my achievements, as they are all pushed by my dad. My company's success is, hopefully, my responsibility... unless he is secretly adding money to its profits."
"I know nothing about it, but I agree with the parents' thing, as my mom is the most triggering topic for me." I tried to get Riven's eyes on me, as our dialogue seemed so intimate to him.
"Charlotte, I know you are staring at me, but please, let me drive us safely to the cinema's location first! You are such an adorable human being, I can't imagine my tough life without your beautiful stare..."
Riven's words melt my heart without a trace of heat. He can't imagine his life without my eyes, while I can't see my future without him. I want my romantic life to be successful and to be blessed with only one true love.
"Okay, I will let you drive. Your honesty with me is very valuable to me...I am not on your side."
I replied slowly, while my mind flashed back to the fact that I am feeding him lies. While he thinks I live with my sister and have an ordinary, newly adult girl life, he doesn't know that I have an arranged relationship with one of the wealthiest men of New York, who is doing whatever he wants with me. He doesn't know I make big paychecks for selling my body to an old man, after which I wash it all down with alcohol.
Riven parked his car, taking the best and most private spot in the indoor movie theatre. Despite my logical conclusion that he belongs to the upper class, he seems to enjoy simple things. It is a breath of fresh air for me, too, as I am coming from a lower class. My usual activities of choice are nothing like Alexander's, who is all about a posh, lavish lifestyle. So tonight is another time when I feel how fortunate I am to have met two men in my life who complete me and give me hope for a great future. This sentence would typically mean that I am fully happy to the terms of my life, yet it is not true. This fortune comes with many downsides, which I decided to ignore...
Snapping back to the present, I didn't notice how Riven left the car to quickly purchase popcorn and drinks from the cinema's kiosk. He came back with his hands full of goodies and a plush toy, which he gave me as a small present.
"I saw this toy as the stand and it reminded me of you, so...this is for you!", he said with a slightly shy voice, as he gifted me the bunny toy.
"Thank you! I didn't have many toys in my childhood, you are fulfilling my incomplete dreams!" , I sounded like a little girl, in a manner not being much younger than him, but how purely happy I was in this moment while holding this plush toy. My heart desired to gift him a kiss back. Regardless, his initiation for physical touch seemed absent tonight, so I pushed this desire back in my body, giving myself butterflies in my stomach from this date.
The movie begins, and Riven and I are already in the back seat, eating popcorn and watching each other instead of the film. Suddenly, Riven suggests covering my feet with a blanket that he keeps in the trunk. Without waiting a second to give me an answer on his suggestion, he rushes to open the trunk and get the small, fluffy, dark grey blanket for me.
"It wasn't a suggestion, it was a statement!" I said while observing him covering my legs and feet with a blanket.
"I don't want you to get sick, and, speaking frankly, this blanket was prepared specifically for our date a week ago, when I just asked you out."
Riven blushed yet tried to keep his chill about it, as his gentleman's act almost knocked me out.
"Shall we watch a movie, since it's our date intent?"
"Enjoy the movie, Charlotte, and I will look at you..."
Who taught him to be such a romantic? Did he say those things to other girls? Without realizing it, I developed jealousy toward someone who was not officially my boyfriend.
I smiled at his words and turned away from him, trying to focus my mind on the movie. Despite seeing the picture clearly, I couldn't understand a single thing or word from this movie, as I know he is right next to me, staring at my face and observing emotions by reading my mouth's movements. When I am nervous or excited, my mouth's corners seem to move uncontrollably.
The movie seemed to never end, as I was out of focus with it, periodically turning my face to look at Riven. This entire time, we were holding hands, playing with each other's fingers by massaging them with one another. Closer to the midpoint of the film, Riven pulled his hand above me and hugged my shoulder. At the first second of our contact, I felt electrified, which Riven surely felt too, as I almost jumped from the seat. He calmed me down by suggesting I lay my head on his chest, which I did, because refusing it would be a full crime. As soon as my head touched his chest, I heard his beating heart, which was beating so steadily and calmly. Listening to his heartbeat worked as a lullaby to me, and I fell asleep shortly after.
Riven woke me up when the movie was already over by touching my braided hair, starting from the head itself all the way down to the end of the braid.
"Wow, you own a full avatar tail on your head!" said Riven with surprise in his voice.
"My hair is my energy source and my sanity, I can't imagine cutting ot colouting it," I replied while slowly waking up from a nap.
"And keep it like this, I agree with you. Don't change it..."
We looked at each other, and time seemed to freeze, because now we have no reason to look away, as the movie is finished. Our breathing increased as our lungs open and close faster than usual, making it clear we are fighting tension.
"Riven, I can't do it anymore..!" and before I even finished what I wanted to say, I leaned toward him and initiated that sweet, desired kiss. Riven didn't hesitate at all, as he quickly supported my lip movement with his, making him the main lead in this "passionate mouth dance". Our kiss lasted tens of minutes, at least this is how it felt. We had a few stops, and in between our sensual make-out session, he hugged me like we were hugging each other for the last time, very strong and emotional. Our intense feelings didn't stop us from keeping a respectful distance and from refraining from touching each other in a way that would make us turn on for something more...Nevertheless, it felt out of this world.
Riven drove me back to the library and upon saying goodbye, he asked the question I was afraid he would ask:
"I am just curious, why am I dropping you off here? I am more than happy to drive you to your home."
"Riven....I value my privacy, don't get me wrong here, but it's my older sister."
Phew, sounded just about right.
"Let me talk to her, I will prove to your sister that I am a nice guy."
Riven insisted, while looking deep into my eyes like a stray puppy.
"I didn't tell her about you yet...But I will slowly introduce you; my plan was to do it on my birthday."
"And all this time you want me to pick you up here?", he laughed and raised his left eyebrow, which gave me a sense of anxiety. What if he is cracking my shield of lies?
I smiled back at him and shrugged, wanting to get rid of my responsibility in this conversation as soon as possible. "I don't know, Riven, but at least we can meet each other!", ending my sentence with a smooch on his cheek.
"Bye, Riven! Thank you for tonight."
"Goodnight, Charlotte."
He followed my steps with his eyes as I slowly distanced myself from the car, leaving my date with a toy and a slight hickey on my upper lip. We didn't want to end this, so I turned a few times to wave him goodbye as I walked further. Date night was complete, and I took my energized body home, almost jumping instead of walking on the NY concrete.
After reaching home, I quickly went to the bathroom to prepare a bath with bubbles. As I undressed, I stood in front of the mirror and smiled, because seeing my reflection was supposed to bring me happiness, right? Wrong.
I started to feel like a Hanna Montana, as I seemed to be appearing as well put together, handling my time with sugar daddy, new boyfriend, and best friend. Still, behind the curtains, I am painting myself black, becoming darker than a black hole with each passing day.