Chapter 4 The Mix-up

• Ida desperately wished for rest but closing her eyes didn't do anything. It's simply that whenever she tries to sleep, an image of Akio haunts her, as if begging for help. It was extremely bothersome that even taking medication couldn't get her to feel better.
• There is just one easy solution for distracting herself from her departed fiancée. She got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. When she arrived, Ida stood in front of the enormous wall mirror, looking at herself in nothing but a silk robe sleepwear.
• She gradually lifted both hands to her hair, undoing it with a simple pull on the hairband. Her hands then moved from her hair to her chest, then to her stomach, till the tip of her fingers touched the end of the knot that held the silk robe tight across her skin.
• Ida tugged on the string, causing the single piece of cloth to open up. That quickly exposed the center of her bare body. She had a firm chest with a narrow space in the valley of those breasts. Her waist was slender, but her hips were wide, and her core was wonderfully toned, which some refer to as the 11-line abs.
• A little further down, her slit was clean and freshly shaved. Her thighs were quite strong for such a petite woman. Ida carefully let the robe fall from her shoulders to the floor, allowing her to see her entirety.
• She then allowed her fingertips to brush her skin. She began by cupping one breast and gently massaging it as her breath became thick. After a few seconds of fiddling with it, her nipples stiffened.
• Ida couldn't help but groan as the tip of her finger continued to harshly stroke her nipple. Given that it was so stimulating, all she could do was swallow hard and bite her bottom lip. She began to feel the need for touch as the heat from her body engulfed her. She then reached down to her pussy with her free hand.
• "Oh," she whimpered, closing her eyes, and experiencing the tingling sensation down on her sensitive clit.
• Ida leaned her back against the counter behind her as her knees eventually became weak. She sat above it, enabling her to extend her legs widely. Now that she could see how wet her pussy had gotten after just one quick touch, she became even more thirstier.
• She rested for a second and then slowly but a little harshly began to touch her clit once again. She kept whimpering softly because the pleasure it provided her was so rewarding.
• "Oh, fuck," Ida murmured after inserting her middle finger inside her tight and warm walls. She then began to softly glide her finger in and out. She threw her head back, heaving, "Fuck, it feels so nice," as her legs began to shake.
• She attempted to visualize a figure dropping on her as soon as she closed her eyes. She had fantasies of grabbing a man's hair and having him skillfully eat her pussy. Which then quickly began to feel so real.
• Ida's wild fantasy is the same: a man worshipping her unclothed body. Only this time it was the handsome guy next door, whom she didn't even know, who tongue-fucked her. It should have been Akio, as it had always been him, but for some reason he was replaced.
• Although it was unusual to think of Avery using his tongue to tease her pussy lips, it felt even better and hotter. Just enough to make Ida hornier.
• Avery continued to circle his tongue into Ida's sweet spot while gazing up at her with his deep blue eyes. Ida moved her cunt to his gaping mouth in response to that. She doubled her pace and muttered, "Your lips feel cold on mine."
• He gripped her waist and prodded her with his tongue as he stuck it out.
• Ida grunted, raising her waist for a brief moment so she could sit on Avery's hardened tongue. "Yeah, ahh, thrust that tongue out," she said.
• She said, "Oh, my God," followed by a gasp for air. The tongue was within her, and it felt so amazing. Ida could only moan, "Fuck, fuck," over and over as she bounced her ass up and down, clamping her walls on Avery's tongue.
• She panted, "I'm so fucking near," her thighs vibrating with eagerness. She had to grip Avery's hair with both hands while she pushed and rubbed the man's gaping mouth with her pussy.
• Ida finally reached orgasm and exclaimed, "Agh!" with satisfaction.
• She withdrew her middle and ring fingers out of her vulva after opening her eyes and returning to reality. Her hand dripped the wetness over her wrist, which was amazing as she had never before enjoyed touching herself that much.
• And, specifically, because of that, she began to question if it was the envisioned sex with Avery that made it feel so satisfying. It felt, for some reason, as though she had cheated on her late fiancé. But for a different reason, it felt passionate and sensual.
• Just as they say, everything that is forbidden is often incredibly gratifying.
• "Only if it wasn't just a fantasy," Ida said in a low voice.
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• The next evening, Avery arrived at the private airport an hour before the flight. The real kicker is that he was allowed to relax inside the aircraft while the pilot was still not present.
• One thing about billionaires is that they are less thankful than the rest of us.
• The interior of the private jet he is now on was meticulously designed in accordance with Francis' notes on his specifications. All of the bedding, pillowcases, and even the curtains were modified to a cohesive color scheme. Every nook and cranny of the jet's interior was also extensively cleaned and organized in a way that wouldn't set off Avery's OCD.
• But Avery didn't even check into everything. He only looked around, sat down on a leather couch, and began scrolling through his phone. He certainly doesn't appear to be as grateful as most people would in a case like his.
• And his reasoning is as follows: I wouldn't applaud an excellent service I paid for anyway.
• Unknown to Avery, Ida arrived thirty minutes later accompanied by Jaali, who carried her things. She proceeded to walk ahead of him to the jet, but she slowed down when she saw there were two of those. She couldn't determine which one would be her ride because they were too similar.
• "How come there are two?" Jaali asked, perplexed. There should be no more than a single jet because that would imply that maybe something went wrong.
• He is particularly concerned that two clients have signed up for the same service and that one of them would be compelled to cancel due to the company's strict terms.
• "What?" Ida questioned, turning her head to Jaali, assuming he was speaking to her.
• "Oh, I was talking to myself," Jaali said with an apologetic smile. "That should be your ride," he began, gesturing to the farthest jet. Well, he had just spotted someone's shadow on the other aircraft's blinds, indicating that it was occupied. "I'll walk you up there, and then I'll have to contact my supervisor about something," he continued.
• "Is there a problem?" Ida said, slightly concerned because Jaali seemed to be really bothered upon discovering two Love-Free labeled jets out here in the open.
• "Don't worry about it, Ms. Mitsuko."