When my muscles finally stop moving and my buddy finishes spitting his juice, I put out my buddy from her cave, take off the condom that.. well, filled with my sperm, tide it tight and throw it into trash bin under the night stand.
It was good, excellent actually minding that it was her first. She must be exhausted. My endurance is average, I believe, but she is a quick orgasm type. She came out like thrice during a single session we had.
I kiss her lips gentle. She doesn't respond. I put on my boxer and go to her bathroom to have quick shower then come out with a warm wet hand towel. I prefer to clean up after a session. You know.. keep things hygiene.
I clean her body as gently as possible, trying not to wake her up. She moans in her sleep when I clean her private part.
After make sure she is clean and fresh, I go back to her bathroom to wash the towel before heading back to her bed I lay my self on the bed, my back facing her. I'm planning to sleep here tonight, to protect.. A warm kiss sneaking on my neck as a hand teasing my buddy.
"Ready for round two ?" she whispers naughtily. I kiss her lips which she returns in hunger.
"Wait.. wait.." I reluctanly let go her lips and stop her hands from grobbing me. "There will be no round two. At least not tonight," I say in a sincere regret.
"But.. why ?" she asks in confused.
"I only brought one condom. Or do you have ones here ?" She bulges her eyes.
"Of course I didn't prepare such a thing!" she answers with a little disgust.
"Well, as I expected.." I kiss her lips quickly then distance my self from her, "Then.. we should just sleep. Beside, tomorrow is a work day."
She grabs the blanket to cover her breasts then turns her body back to me. I just smile to see her childish act, decide to ignore it and prepare to sleep.
"Then why are you still here ?" She suddenly asks right when I'm about to lose my consciousness.
"What ?!" I open my eyes. She is already staring at me with a dagger sharp gaze.
"If you don't want a second round, why are you still here ? I mean, you've done your business, right ? You can go.."
I am speechless. I can't tell her the truth, of course. I sigh. I am about to tell her that I want to sleep here tonight because I don't want her to feel like only being used to fullfill my need. But before I can utter it..
"Or.. are you waiting for your payment ? I'm sorry. I thought you.."
"Would do it for free ?" I snap her. "Of course I wouldn't. What ? You think I wanted to do it because you are attractive ? Come on, lady.. I was just doing you a favor.."
"What favor ?"
"Taking your virginity, of course..." She bulges her eyes full of anger. "What ?? Obviously, no one wants to take it. So I did it to help you. You don't expect me to do it for free, do you ?"
She marches off from the bed, carrying the blanket to cover her front, leaving a beautiful naked butt for me to see while walking out of the room. She comes back with a purse on her hand.
"Okay! How much ?!" she asks. I smirk.
"How much do you have in hand ?" I ask back.
She counts the money inside her purse. "1250," she answers. Quite a lot of cash she has.
"I am in a good mood, so a thousand will be enough," I say in calm. She grabs the money and handing it to me.
I casually reach my shirt and pants and wear them. She still stands in front of her bedroom door with money on her hand. After finish dressing, I approach her, taking the money and kiss her on the corner of her lips before she gets a chance to dodge.
"Call me when you want acompany, okay, Jen ?" I whisper to her.
"I'm not sure I need you. I have so many options to try on now that I'm no longer virgin," she replies. I smile at her then leave.
My smile is vanish the moment I close her apartment's door. I rumple the money in my hand then throw it away in a trash bin on my way out of the building.
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"I prefer to talk in private, Mr. Chekhovsky," Mr. Liam, a guest of Mr. Chekhovsky says in a low tone, gazing me and other three bodyguards.
"We are alone, Mr. Liam," Mr. Chekhovsky says unchantantly. "What ? They ? They are not leaving my side for an inch when I have guest," Mr. Chekhovsky adds. "Don't worry, they won't hear a word." Mr. Chekhovsky turns his head on me and gives me signal. I nod.
"Deaf mode," I order the three guys while putting my earset that instantly play a loud music and makes us can't no longer hear anything.
I try to keep my face straight while the heavy metal is playing loud in my ears and my brain translating the lips movements that my eyes are seeing.
Mr. Liam reports that there are some weapons missing from the last expedition. The missing weapons are happened to be the semi-biological weapons they snuggled in between the official legal weapons. So ofcourse Mr. Liam could not report it to the police.
He says that the weapons were already missing when they arrived. Mr. Liam was the first hand who received and inspected the expedition. Mr. Chekhovsky definitely is not happy about it. That can easily known by his hand slap on the table.
Mr. Liam convinces him that he has some suspects and is holding his own investigation to find the culprit. Mr. Chekhovsky is finally convinced. He raises his hand, a signal for us to take off our earsets. He asks me to send Mr. Liam safely right onto his car. Of course, I obey him.
With me walking behind him, Mr. Liam is approaching his car. Wiping his sweat off, he is mumbling how relieve he feels. He thought Mr. Chekhovsky's reaction would be much much worse when heard about the bad news. I just smile. don't reply him a word.
When Mr. Liam reaches his car, I take my gun and point at him. "Sorry, I'm just doing my boss a favor," I say to him then put a bullet to stop his heart.