Page 7 of Man Vs. Woman
Serena
“And there he was,raining cum all over everyone.” I place my glass on the small table in front of me, fold my legs and smooth out the front of my dress. Grinning, I enjoy the look of pure amusement on Ashley, Tess, and Daphne’s faces. If there’s anyone capable of appreciating the utter madness of the male species, it’s gotta be these three friends of mine.
“And he didn’t even look embarrassed,” I continue, mirroring their grins. “In fact, it was almost as if he was enjoying it.”
“Men,” Daphne shrugs.
“Men,” Ashley agrees, raising her glass. Daphne and I do the same and clink glasses—a toast to those weird creatures called men, the ones we can’t seem to live with...or without. Though, to be fair, after what happened with Hoyt I’m more than ready for a life without men. I mean, there’s a limit to how much stupidity a woman can take.
And being cheated on is a hard limit.
“Just the perfect way to end a shitty day,” I continue, leaning back on my chair and taking another sip of the white wine. The four of us are neighbors, being that we all live at Clarendon Tower, and today the place of choice for an evening drink was Daphne’s apartment.
She’s a lucky girl—the perfect apartment, and the perfect bank account, and I’m pretty sure if she opens her eyes, she’ll see she’s got the perfect man waiting right in front of her.
“No shit,” Ashley replies. “Being sprinkled with cum by some random guy, after losing your boyfriend and risking your business...not your lucky day, girl.”
“Jesus, thanks. You really know how to cheer a friend up, don’t you?” I ask her, a heavy sigh leaving my lips.
“Sorry,” she shrugs, a soft smile on her lips. “It’s just that I had a few drinks with -”
“C’mon,” Daphne says, cutting her short. “We’ve already heard all about Taylor John and the drinks you had when you met him. And how he hasn’t called your or run into you yet. And how you’re heart broken. Try and keep focused on Serena, will you?”
“Wait, you went on a date with Taylor John. The CEO of Draper Pierce?” Tess asks with wide eyes. “I never heard this bit of gossip.”
I smile as Daphne rolls her eyes. It gives Ashley the perfect opportunity to start up on talking about Taylor again.
In all honesty, I can’t fault Tess for being behind on gossip. She works crazy hours running her own furnishing line. She’s like me in many ways.
“Yeah, Tess, I went out for a drink with Taylor,” Ashley starts. “We met and then—”
She’s interrupted by Daphne, “Babe, I really think we need to focus on Serena’s life now before we delve into your love life. Besides, Taylor didn’t take his dick out and wave it around for you. So he’s still in the running as a good guy. Although who knows with those Draper Pierce investment bankers.”
“Alright, alright,” Ashley laughs, “I’ll keep it to myself. Just for tonight.”
“Thank you,” I whisper, allowing my gaze to roam over the New York skylight. The shadows of the buildings are already growing large as the light of a setting sun falls over them, and the whole city looks more majestic than ever.
When people say the best view in New York City is atop Clarendon Tower, they’re not joking. I love my apartment, but Daphne’s just takes the cake.
“So?” Daphne continues, always ready to get down to business. “Do you have any idea about what you’re going to do now?”
“Well, Hoyt’s out—both as boyfriend and business partner. Of course...that just sucks when it comes to my spa. With him out of the picture, I think I’m going to lose the lease on the building we’re on. I secured the lease there because he had a few connections, but now...goodbye, 30 Park Avenue. I guess I need to start looking for a new place for the spa.”
“Don’t take long. I can’t live without your spa, girl, you know that,” Ashley laughs brightly, but then she leans over and, reaching across the table, lays her hand on top of mine. “But, seriously...if there’s anything I can do to help, don’t hesitate.”
“Same here,” Daphne agrees. “We’re friends...and that means we can do more than just talk about guys. Although that’s always pretty interesting, especially with the story you brought us today.”
“Interestingandhuge” I laugh, coloring Daphne’s comment and remembering how everything went down earlier today. The grin on that asshole’s face as he looked down to a whole crowd of gym-goers, spraying them all with cum as he remained in place, head held high while he gripped his gigantic cock tight. Forget about a statute of David...a statue of that guy in that exact position deserves a place in the Louvre.
Still, although that whole scene should be enough to keep me shocked for a long time...I’m equally shocked by howhugehe was.
And you know exactly what I’m talking about, don’t you?
Everyone says that size doesn’t matter, but after being with someone like Hoyt for so long...well, let’s just say that it’s a miracle my heart didn’t stop when I saw something so huge and impressive.
I wouldn’t mind having a ride on that, you know?
Okay, okay—I’ll take my mind out of the gutter.
