19. In a Paper Sack – Sihn
CHAPTER 19
IN A PAPER SACK
SIHN
It’s been a week since the three of us were together. Mar and I have hooked up twice since, but we haven’t talked about Ruin. It’s not that I want our entire relationship to involve Ruin, but to see her so turned on to please him is like something out of this world. To know that he now knows how good it feels to be with her makes me proud to be her guy, somehow.
Ruin rarely makes public appearances but has to so that he can prove to his competitor—BachelorOne—that he is real. The event is tomorrow night, so we will all be around each other again.
Ruin is a recluse and prefers to be in his own environment alone for the most part. I get it. I’m an introvert but have learned to make myself more outward over the years. Wrestling has helped. You have to interact with the fans to keep them coming back for more.
This past Friday night at POW! was our lowest live turnout recently. The fans just aren’t showing up like they used to. It’s not even expensive to come to the show, but we have been having an increasingly difficult time filling the seats. My match went as planned—I lost. I normally don’t lose, but I’m trying to build up some hype that will bring more people in. Winning every fight can either make your career or break it. My career in fighting is slowly coming to an end, and I want to go out on top. I want to be one of the guys people call back to fight even when they’re old and gray because it gets the fans to show up again. I want fans so invested in me that they come to watch ‘old me’ lose.
I’m taking Ruin up on his advice and The Sihnner is going to make an appearance at Gamers Connect Fest. It’s more for eSports, but any publicity is better than none. I even convinced Twink, Lee, and Ray to come. The more of us from POW! the better. The crowd will latch on to one of us and maybe that will get them talking. Hell, at this point, I’d gladly take even some negative talk about POW!
I’m in my car in between Dine on Demand orders and decide to call Mar.
The line rings twice before she picks up. “Hey, you!” I love her voice. I am growing attached to her, and it just feels right.
“Hey, Pretty One. I was calling because you’re supposed to be my plus one tomorrow at Gamers Connect Fest, so I am confirming that we are still on…?” The two times we’ve seen each other we banged and slept. There wasn’t much talking.
Her sweet voice is music to my ears when she says, “Of course. How should I dress? Is this like business casual…or fancy?”
There is something about a woman asking for a man’s opinion on how they should dress that is the biggest fucking turn-on. “A dress, you should definitely wear a dress. One that either shows your sexy legs or accentuates your ass. Preferably both, but…” I trail off thinking about what she’d look like bent over in an evening gown.
She sighs. “Sihn.”
I wish she were sighing my name into the side of my neck as she rides me. Breaking myself from my daydream, I say, “What, I’m being honest. If you’re asking for a color preference, I’m going with green.”
“Sounds like I’ll be needing to take a trip to the mall…”
“If you would like some company, I’m free and would be honored to watch you try dresses on.” I’m not exactly free right at this very moment, but after this last order, I will be.
“Okay, did you want to meet at the mall…or…?”
I imagine her sitting in my passenger seat with my hand caressing her thigh. “I’ll pick you up. Does an hour sound okay?”
“I’ll be ready.”
After hanging up, I slip my phone into my pocket as I get out of my car to head into the local grocery store for my next pick-up.
I hadn’t planned to follow her around the mall like a love-sick puppy. I’ve watched her try on dresses in four stores now. She didn’t like any of them, but she looked hot in them all. Even the granny-looking gown she somehow made look sexy.
Initially, I thought I’d scour the vintage video game store or see if the bookstore here has the Samurai book I’ve been meaning to pick up, but instead, I’ve found it hard to be away from her. I want to see what she picks out. I can’t seem to keep my hands off her when we’re around each other.
I caressed her knee and thigh the entire way here. She used the pad of her thumb to draw tiny circles on the inside of my wrist as we walked from the parking lot inside and I wanted to turn around and eat her out in my passenger seat. That small gesture had me in a chokehold.
I may be too affectionate for her. I don’t want her to become annoyed by it. She hasn’t said she is yet, but she will be, eventually. I love touching her amazingly soft skin. I didn’t know skin could feel so soft. Mine is rough and bumpy from years of getting the shit kicked out of me.
This gorgeous woman wants me and chooses to spend time with me. She is nice and too good for me.
She’s currently trying on dresses inside a fitting room in the fifth store as I sit on a bench scrolling my phone waiting for her to show them off to me. If she doesn’t like them, she won’t even come out, no matter how much I assured her that I’d fuck her in a paper sack.
Finally, after it feels like I’ve been waiting for thirty minutes, she walks out wearing a metallic-green formfitting number that instantly makes me go from soft to hard. It’s strapless, hugs her curves, and ends right above her knees. “My God, you’re beautiful.” I snap a quick picture on my phone because even if she doesn’t buy this, I want to remember how hot she looks in it.
She shifts her weight and bites the side of her lip letting me know she is nervous. I look around and the associate who let her in the fitting room has wandered off somewhere—out of sight and earshot. I stand and gently push her back into her fitting room before shutting the door behind us.
She nervously giggles before breathlessly asking, “Sihn, what are you doing?”
“I hope to be ‘doing’ you in about thirty seconds.” She goes quiet as I lean forward and place a kiss on her hairline. When I come in contact with her, her pheromones are very strong. It’s almost as if she’s overflowing with them. Her smell is my favorite scent. It could be a mix of her natural smell and perfume, but it’s something more than that. I am rigid in my shorts. “Would you like to be fucked?” I whisper in her ear.
She doesn’t say anything, but her body begins to shake a little, and she lets out a moan I’ve come to know means she’s turned on. Hopefully, she is as turned on as I am right now.
I push the top of the dress down exposing her tits. Her rosy, pink nipples are begging to be sucked. I lick the right and move to the left, slipping it between my lips and biting it slightly. Her hips jut forward as I run my hand up her thigh making the dress rise over her hips uncovering her panties.
She shudders as I slip a finger beneath her underwear and bury it inside of her. She’s so warm and ready. I remove my finger and taste her before undoing the button and zipper of my shorts. “You taste amazing.” I free my cock and move her panties to the side as I pull one of her long legs around my hips and sink myself slowly inside her wet pussy.
Mar wraps an arm around my neck as I hold her tight against me by her waist. She bites the lobe of my ear and then I feel her insides clench around my cock like a vice grip. “Wow, are you doing that on purpose?” I ask her. I have to remove my hand from her leg to brace myself on the wall because whatever she is doing has got me all messed up.
She laughs into my ear. “If you’re referring to me tightening my insides, then yes.”
“You having that much control of those muscles is one of the hottest things. Shit, I’m gonna come.” I know I don’t have time to last long since we are out in public, but I wanted her to get off too. Her leg tightens around me, making it to where I can’t back out, and I spurt deep inside of her.
Exhausted, I rest my head on her shoulder for a second before removing her leg from my waist and making sure she is balanced before I adjust my clothes.
She says, “I think you ripped this dress…”
I look up after securing my shorts, and she shows me where a seam is ripped. Shit. “Do they have another one in that size? You have to get that one.”
“Maybe, but I’m not one of those people who messes up something and leaves it behind.”
It will be worth having to pick up an extra Dine on Demand shift. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy them both and I promise not to tear the other one…but I am looking forward to ripping this one to shreds, at some point.” Oddly, I can’t wait for Ruin to see her in the little green number. He might nut just looking at her in this.