I have been with men..I wasn't a virgin..but this… this was something I wasn't prepared for.
His manhood stood firm, veins visible, and he smirked looking at my reaction.
"Glad you're not disappointed."
I held him in my hands, warmth spreading through my palms. He moaned softly and pulled me into a kiss. Within moments, all our clothes barely clinging before were on the floor.
He paused for a second, staring at my naked body in a way that made time feel like it had stopped.
I craved his touch.
I looked at him with pleading eyes.
"What do you want?" he asked.
I hesitated for a brief moment before saying, "I want you… right now."
He smiled. "Glad we're on the same page."
He parted my legs and moved closer, slow at first careful, yet intense. A soft moan escaped me. Then, in one deep motion, I felt everything at once, my head spinning.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah…" I breathed.
As if that was all he needed, he began moving again deeper, stronger. Every motion sent waves through me. His hands found me, his lips near my ear, and within moments, I was overwhelmed by the intensity.
But he didn't stop.
Again and again, he pulled me into the moment, shifting, moving, never slowing down. Time blurred. Exhaustion crept in, but he seemed untouched by it.
At some point, I must have drifted into sleep.
When I woke up, morning light filled the room and he was gone.
I was clean, but my body ached. On the table, I found a note:
I had fun last night.
Beside it a stack of cash.
I knew one-night stands were meant to end after one night… but this? This felt like the worst way to end it.
For a moment, I wanted to find him and throw the money back in his face.
But I didn't.
Instead, I got up and started getting ready. My clothes weren't scattered on the floor anymore they were neatly folded on the counter.
"At least one decent thing," I muttered.
Still, I couldn't let it go.
I grabbed a pen and left my own reply:
Good for you. I hope next time I feel the same.
P.S. Needs some improvement.
It wasn't true.
But pride matters.
That felt much better. After taking a moment to admire the work of art this room was, I prepared to leave.
That's when I noticed a necklace shining on the counter. I didn't remember him wearing one.
Should I keep it or leave it?
If I left it here, it might get lost… right? It's not like I want to see him again. I just don't want it to get stolen.
Yeah… I'll give it back when he asks.
With that thought, I left the room.
To my surprise, the same assistant I had seen yesterday was standing by the door.
I nodded at him and turned to leave. "If your boss comes looking for something, tell him you know where to find me," I said, giving a small wink.
He didn't react at all.
Embarrassed, I quickly started to walk away when he spoke.
"A car is waiting for you. It will take you home."
I paused, then smiled and nodded.
And just like that, I was finally home.