Page 8 of Drench My Halls

“A fuck boy. I see.”

I look out the window briefly before I return my gaze to her. She is looking at me through squinted eyes.

“He has been through a lot. It’s not my story to tell, but he can’t handle any more heartbreak, which is why he doesn’t date.”

I am curious to know more about him but with her tone and facial expression, I can tell she is done.

“I can relate, I am not looking for anything. I just want to focus on myself and work. Speaking of, I invited you over to see if you would be interested in being my assistant.”

She snaps her eyes to me; her smile grows as she sits up straighter.

“Really? Oh my god, I would love to. An assistant to a famous Author? What has my life become?” She pretends to faint as she laughs.

“It’s no big deal, just keeping track of my schedule, deadlines, social media accounts, travel arrangements, etc.”

She nods her head vigorously. “Yes, yes, yesssss.”

She jumps up and hugs me tightly. If my grandmother hired her, she must be good at what she does. My grandmother was a tough cookie when it came to business.

“I had my attorney draw up a contract and an NDA for you to review and sign. It also lists your salary on there. I don’t have health insurance, but you do get to travel with me, if you are able to.”

I smile as I hand her the documents. She snatches them up, placing the envelope in her satchel.

“Thank you, Julia. I won’t let you down. Can I start Monday?”

I nod. “Ofcourse.”

I walk her out as I lock up. She gets in her red jeep and drives off. My stomach growls once more as I forgot to eat a donut Madison brought over. I peer down the hill. I need some food, so I decide to walk to the Tavern. I fix my hair before I open the doors to the bar. The servers hold trays full of delicious looking pancakes, eggs, bacon and I lick my lips as I remove my gloves, placing them in my pocket.

“Table for one?”

The hostess greets me with a smile as she waves me over to a booth.

“Yes, thank you.”

CALEB

PART OF ME BY CIAN DUCROT

Last night was intense. Sabrina is a wild woman. She will pretty much do anything I ask of her. I was enjoying my routine fuck session when I saw a shadow on Julia’s balcony. I couldn’t see who it was, but seeing as she is new here, it had to have been her. I put on a little show, as I felt eyes on me. It could have just been me wanting her eyes on me though.

I turned Sabrina around and held her head down so she couldn’t see where my attention was directed. My whole body felt like it was on fire at the mere thought of Julia watching me fuck. Others may find it creepy, but not me. I am not shy,look all you want baby.

I couldn’t look away from the spot where I saw the shadow. I could hear faint moans and it excited me more.

Was she playing with her pussy while watching me?

I would love to see what she looks like when she cums. I bet she sings a beautiful song. I went over to her home after Sabrina left, I had to see her face. If I was correct and she did in fact see me and she did orgasm, it would have been all over her face. When she opened the door, her cheeks were still a shade of pink, she moved away from my touch, she complained about a noise she heard, and then she ended the conversation as she pressed her legs together when I stretched.

Everything about her, screamed ‘I just fucked myself while I was watching you fuck another woman’. It was the sexiest sight ever. I haven’t felt this pull with a woman in a long time. It scares me how easily my mind thinks about her, wants to know more, eager to insert myself into her life. These feelings are dangerous and ones I can’t let get too far. I have been down this road before. I can’t go back.

“Hey boss, we have a guest at booth three who requested the owner to pick her meal.”

Sydney hands me her ticket and I peer out the kitchen window. Julia sits at booth three. She looks like a regular here with her plaid jacket, red sleeves, beanie, and boots. She doesn’t try to stand out or anything, being from LA you would think she would be stuck up and prissy, but she looks stunning just the way she is. I don’t even think she wears much makeup, she just radiates her natural beauty. I find that the most attractive, not caring to put on a fake appearance for anyone is so hot.

“Alright Travis, get me two eggs over hard, bacon, two stacks of the banana pancakes, and semi burnt toast extra butter.”

He nods as he grabs the items.

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