Chapter 37
Iwas so freaking disappointed.
I had wished more than anything that he had invited me to go out with him. I could have gone home; however, I wanted to see him. To see if perhaps the rest of the night would hold anything else for us. However, he hesitated, or perhaps he hadn’t intended to ask me to dinner at all, and then he left.
Did that mean what had happened between us would truly be the last? I couldn’t push. He had to be the one in charge of the reins, and I had to answer to it as he ordered. However, it was freaking driving me crazy. Throughout the day, all I could think about was how it had felt to have his cock inside of me. The walls of my sex still pulsed, hungry, greedy, lonely. It felt like I was empty, and throughout the day, all I could think about and hope for was that he would fill me up once again. However, as I was now understanding, I had no choice but to accept this was most likely not going to be the case.
It made me feel sad and as a result, I didn’t want to be alone. Even though I was so exhausted, I was also reminded that it was the weekend, and I didn”t need to go to work the next day.
Finally, what had to be the most hellish week of my life had come to an end, and I could finally rest and breathe. However, I was so restless I didn’t want to be alone. So, like I had done earlier that morning, I got into the cab and directed him toward Mandy’s apartment.
She was home just like I”d expected, however, when I knocked on her door and she opened it, I found that she had a towel wrapped around her hair and body.
“What”s happening?” I asked, surprised. “You were in the shower when I came here this morning?”
“That was this morning,” she replied as she went in, and I followed. “Jeesh, what a long freaking day. It feels like it happened a century ago.”
“Yeah,” I replied, understanding exactly how she felt. It felt as though I had just lived several lives in the span of just one day.
“We’re going out,” she said, so I had to take a shower again. Derek’s friend is having some birthday thing at a bar. Their college friend owns the bar, It”s a whole thing. It’ll be loud because there”ll be drunk men everywhere, but at least it”s not a club so I”m honoring the commitment.”
I immediately regretted coming over, and this time, I was going to take the subway instead of wasting even more money going home in a taxi. Sure, my salary was higher, but given that my tastes and desires had increased with it, I expected that I would still need to scrimp on money to avoid it all, and I just didn’t want to waste money.
“I”m headed home then,” I told her, but suddenly she stopped me.
“No, where the hell are you going? I’m freaking happy you”re here. You”re coming with me.”
“Absolutely not,” I replied. “I”m exhausted. I thought we were going to stay in and relax or something. I even told one of my colleagues that we’d be eating pizza, but that is obviously not going to be the case.”
“There’s pizza at the bar,” she said. “And if there”s none, we can just order in.”
“Right,” I narrowed my gaze at her, completely unconvinced. I was determined to head home. However, as I recalled Sandra, there was truly nothing waiting for me besides haunting thoughts about my boss and perhaps my now crooked dildo. I sighed and forced myself to submit to her.
“I don’t have any bar-appropriate clothes,” I said, and she smiled.
“I have dresses. Go in my closet and pick something.”
I gave her a look, then she laughed. We were almost the same size, but sharing clothes had always been a struggle because while she was more or less an A cup, I was a D.
Still not keen on going home to wallow all by myself, I headed into her bedroom anyway and began to rummage through her closet. Perhaps I would find something that would fit, and if I didn’t, then I would just stay here and order pizza to be eaten alone anyway.
“I don’t know why I suddenly don’t want to be alone,” I told her as she did her makeup while I searched for a dress. “I usually prefer being alone. Maybe I really don’t like my apartment anymore? I really need to move.”
Even as I said these lies, my mind rolled with the truth as it went to my devastatingly handsome, gorgeous, grumpy boss.
“I have a theory,” she said, however, and knowing that it would most definitely not be in my favor, I didn’t want to listen to anything she had to say.
And with that thought, I was given even more of a reason to find a dress. The color black attracted me for no reason, but then, thinking this was a bit too negative, I decided on pink. I checked the bust, and it was a bit low, but I decided to try it on anyway.
“Woah!” Mandy exclaimed as she turned and came over to the mirror. “That is a lot of boob.”
She was having the time of her life taunting me, but I ignored her and truly considered looking for a way to make this work.
“It’s not so bad, is it?” I asked.
“If you were wearing that to work, it would be bad. For where we’re going, I”m sure that this and this alone is the only acceptable dress code.”
I was amused but not yet convinced because although I did want to have a good time, I really didn”t want to attract the wrong attention in the process.
“Okay,” I said, too exhausted to find something else.
“Do you have an oversized jacket though? Your jean one? The one we got at Uniqlo a few years ago?”
“Don’t use a jacket,” she complained. “Why cover up all those gorgeous boobies?”
“Because I don’t want flies following me all night, and I don’t want to freeze to death.”
“It’s not that cold.”
I ignored her and went in search of the jacket myself. Soon, I found it, and she as well was just pulling up her dress, the initial black one I had pushed aside.
“I forgot I had this,” she said. “It’s gorgeous. Though I didn’t fill it up as well as you did. Should I get some work done? What do you think?”
I turned then to watch her pushing up her boobs in the dress, and I couldn”t help but smile.
“If only you knew how much trouble mine have brought me. It’s a bloody miracle that I’m still employed.”
She was amused.
“Sure, they’ve brought you trouble, but this one time, and with your new boss, it won”t be trouble, will it?”
I really didn”t want to think about him. Actually, I did, but all that would do for me was make me even more restless and agitated, and that was the last thing that I could currently stomach. So, I sighed and didn”t respond.
“Let’s go. And by the way, I’m going to leave early.”
“Almost ready,” she said as she put on her heels, and soon we were in a cab and on our way.