I can feel my eyelashes curling by the clothes that covered my eyes. I was finally assured that my eyes were opened but maybe an sleeping mask covered my face.
The pleasure stopped and I felt nothing. I moved my hand under my pajama's and touched the tip of my dick. Something slimy sticked on my fingers.
Guess I ready cummed......
Wait.....
Am I laying on my bed...
And I am wearing clothes on?....
I removed my sleeping mask and sat on the bed. My eyes caught up with a mirror in front of my bed. My hair were messy as always and eyes were bags of bleach.
I wore a azure T-Shirt and Oxford blue pajama. I sighed and ruffled my messy blondes.
I looked at my palm and thought, "Was it a dream but I already cum.... I have grown out to be such a pervert".
It's already time I had for office.
09 : 30
I walked on the streets carrying my bag with a grey suit on. I still have half an hour left for office hours.
I wasn't so excited since I felt something is still missing in my life.
I noticed that I have started to sigh a lot nowadays or do I always sigh a lot?
Mom?..........!
My gaze laid on the road and I continued to walk. Me eyes moved left and caught a poster on the wall. It was badly torn apart and anyone could barely read what's written.
What caught my eyes were two girls; One dressed as an Angel and another as an Satan. Their breast was clearly visible their attire were almost good as naked. Expect for horns and wings they wore.
I breathe deeply and exhaled warm air. I was already hard but didn't noticed it yet. My concentration was on the details of the poster.
A little boy stood next to me and pointed his finger towards my pent,
"Mamma, what's this coming out of his zip" he asked to his Mother.
I diverted my gaze from the poster to at him. His mother grabbed his hand and walked him away,
"Jam, please don't be like him in future"
I was kinda surprised and embarrassed by this situation.
I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. I had typed the numbers written on the poster.
Still unknown to what it holds
but all I could say is...
Someone picked up the phone.
"Hello, sir. Its your Satan Angel Pub. How can I help you?"
The voice was obviously a girls. She didn't sounded like a mature woman. Yet, her voice was gentle but kinda loli lol.
"Hello, kid. Can I talk to you owner" I asked.
But she yelled, "Kid? I am the owner of this pub...." She stopped for some second, "So, how can I help you"
I was hesitated, "I saw your poster........"
"So, I assume you want an appointment?" She sounded so cheerful.
"Ya....."
"I guess 9'O clock would be fine,
It's the time we open the pub"
"Ya,.... Can I know your name?"
"Oh, I am called the Descende- nt of Cherry Blossom but you can me Nellia" she sounded so joyous.
"Can you give me the address?"
She laughed, "Oh, haha. I'll message it on your Chatme"
(Chatme is an messaging app)
"Sure...." I hanged up the call.
I felt a little hope, since all my life wasted on study and work. I never got the time to make friends or so... I sighed again but this time it felt so comforting.
10 : 30
Thanks to my hard work in the past, I at least have a cabin. It's decorated on the way how I like it. A. C always cooling the room, shades of grey on the walls with beautiful artwork and scenarios. It's quite luxurious since we have two sofa and a personal washroom too. What I need more in life? But the most luxurious thing I have had here in this.
A portrait of a woman on the wall with beautiful golden frame. He wore a green blouse and navy green skirt till her knees while holding a mike in her hands.
Tale grabbed a chair and stood on it, to reach the portrait. His hands gently cleaned it with a piece of clothe that looks expensive. His eyes were flattered and almost dizzy sick of love while doing it.
Someone opened the door and entered the room. He had glasses and beard on chin, with almost same attire as Tale except for the green shirt he wore.
"What are you doing, we have Cleaning staff here" he mocked him.
Tale yelled, "I cannot let my precious Sizuna be touched by the fifthly hands of a cleaner"
He hesitated, "Relax, relax. But the clothe you are Cleaning with looks quite expensive?"
Tale looked at the piece of cloth, "Oh, this it's from the Michelle Crowns" he smiled and continued to clean the portrait again.
The guy almost dropped his jaw down, "Michelle,.... Crowns. The most costly brand in existence and you're their handkerchief for cleaning paintings." He screamed, "Why don't you use a regular cloth"
Tale yelled back, "If I were to use a regular cloth, the sizukna will get bacteria"
The man's glasses almost fell off and his coat ran down his shoulder form one side. He was creeped out and confused, "The handkerchief will get dirty too....." he muttered to himself in a pathetic voice.
12 : 00
My gaze and fingers laid on the laptop and it's keypads continuously for hours. But somebody just entered the room without knocking. My fingers stopped and I looked at the person.
"Yo, what's up!" he said and waved his hand.
"How dare you entered without knocking" I clenched my teeth.
He grabbed the chair in front of the desk and sat on it, "Well, you didn't stopped me when I entered earlier and you were earning the painting with Michelle's...."
I interrupted him with threatening voice, "Until you're not told to sit, don't sit. This chair is not owned by your father" I clenched my teeth again.
He smiled hesitantly and cleaned his sweat on forehead, "Sorry,... Dude you found so angry?"
"Well, I am not angry" I turned to my normal self and started typing again.
"You seem busy?" he asked and played with his beard.
I got annoyed and yelled, "Could you be any more disgusting"
He laughed, "Well it's my style. Girls die because of this beard on my chin"
My eyebrows frowned, "Seriously?"
He laughed and said, "Yup, that's my I am not a virgin like you....." He slapped his lips and his eyes widen in terror.
My persona changed with outmost dark clouds covering my head with constant thunders shivering towards him.
"You, must be brought to justice"
His eyes turned small dots of black and he was shivering.
The door to my cabin opened and I kicked him out.
1 : 00
It's already lunch time, I thought Antonio would join me but guess I kicked him too hard. I'll apologize next time. I sighed and opened my lunch box.
"Boss.." A sweet gentle voice called for me. Her stood in front on the table I sat on. Her pose was quite feminine, with her one leg pushed back on her butt from the knees. Her another hands grabbed her hair above side locks. She wore a white shirt and pencil skirt till her knees.
I was flattered by her in an instant. Although I have never seen her before.
"Boss, you want to eat with me...?" she asked with he shivering voice as she seemed a little too nervous.
I said, "Boss,..... Me?" I thought to myself, "Is she misunderstanding me as boss"