Chapter 8

• "I am not sure. Okay? Kieran’s very much private when it comes to his kids and I guess he just does not want them to see how ugly the world is. I guess he does not want his kids to see news about why their mother had committed suicide and he’s probably too scared that his kids might find out that the reason why she died was because of their father’s infidelity." Olivia rolls her eyes, "Men. They are all the same."
• "What an ugly character for a man who is so…. respected."
• "I know." She agreed.
• "So there are no pictures of his kids online?"
• "Nope." Olivia pops the P. "I have heard that he files cases against people who would take or post pictures of his children and post them online. He has even shut down a magazine before for posting half the face of his first child. It is all taken down now. That is why their faces are mostly blurred out of the pictures."
• "He is not protecting them," I concluded. "He is protecting his own self from the fact that his kids might know about the affair he has gotten himself into."
• "His unfaithfulness to his failed marriage is not really the main question and concern for this conversation, you know that right?" She smiles at me. "You have to accept the job, Florence."
• My brows creasing, "But he is a cheater."
• "So?" She laughs as she stands on her feet. "He did not cheat on you, you dumbass!" She continues to giggle as she makes fun of me. "All you have to do is look after his kids and earn four freaking thousand dollars a month. You do not really need to know more about what he has done because you are out of it and that is not in line for your work." She walks towards the bed, "Do you want to go with me and have a drink?"
• I shake my head sideways, "I need to rest."
• "Okay, see you later. Love you."
• "Love you!"
• As soon as she had left, I pulled out the calling card that he’s given me earlier and tried to weigh things before deciding hastily. "Four thousand dollars a month. Four thousand dollars a month. Four thousand dollars a month. Four thousand dollars a month." I muttered to myself repetitively as I try to weigh my bothering thoughts.
• I woke up in the middle of the night hearing a loud thud out of my bedroom which is then followed by another thud that made me feel a little frighted. I grabbed my phone to check the time as it is now half-past three in the freaking morning and it makes me wonder who it could be making such noise. A muffled giggle, presumably Olivia ’s, could be heard from the other side of my door so I slowly pulled myself from the bed and marched towards my doorway. I carefully opened it and as soon as I take a small peek, I see a naked Olivia kneeling in between a random man’s legs as she takes his erection inside her mouth confidently.
• Brave, I applauded her.
• She moans seductively as she bops her head up and down in such a fast motion while the man is grabbing the back of her hair and loving it. Her hand held the shaft of his dick as she kept sucking the head of his penis which he instantly got charmed into.
• The sides of my face and neck are feeling a little hotter as the heat is coming from the lower part of my body as it instantly crawls up to my head. I absentmindedly slid my hand underneath my underwear and tried to rub my nub softly as I watch the man, who was standing now, thrusting his dick back and forth ridiculously fast inside Olivia ’s mouth. She was choking with her own saliva as she makes gagging and coughing-like sounds while she allows him to fuck her in the mouth and she obviously loved it.
• I feel myself insanely wet immediately as I watch something so erotic in front of me in this dark-lit living room. I continue to watch his dick in and out of Olivia ’s mouth while he slaps her cheek repetitively as he subtly wraps his hand around her neck. Such a wonderful sight to see how that penis goes in and out continuously.
• As soon as I see the man positioning Olivia for a doggy, pressing her face and body against the pillar of our living room, I hurried to my drawer and pulled out my dildo named handy dandy Michael B. Jordan. I closed the door so he will not be able to notice me while I will be lost in my own lust in a few seconds and felt my underwear really wet.
• I pulled my oversized beanbag close to my door so I can hear the sounds, took my underwear off of me, sat down with legs wide open, and tried to wet Michael B. Jordan with my saliva before I finally and excitedly but hurriedly place it inside me. I gasped as I cover my mouth and tried to move it inside and out of my vagina repetitively while I shut my eyes close, head back as I listen to them having sex while I am lost in my own world of lust too. I can hear the clapping sounds of their skins as they gain fast in fucking while I am beginning to move in sync with their beat.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• Repetitively as my mind is filled with nothing but my own lust.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• In and out.
• I’m drunk in my own lust and I am in a trance.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• I grab tight on my beanbag with my left hand as I begin to feel my right arm hurting from the continuous pulling and pushing of Michael B. Jordan in my vagina.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• In. Out. In. Out.
• I try to agonize the pain but my arm is beginning to give up, disappointingly, I pulled it out and quickly stuck the base of the Michael B. Jordan against the floor to stop it from moving. I am now on my knees while I hungrily place Michael B. Jordan back inside my vagina, moaning in flooded lust, and started riding it like crazy, up and down, while I grabbed both of my boobs with my hands.
• The sensation is all over my body and I love this feeling.
• I am lost.
• I am lost in my own world of pleasure.
• My knees begin to hurt as they are pressed against the floor as my thighs are still fighting back.
• More.
• More.
• More.
• Faster.
• Harder.
• More.
• I want more.
• More of that dildo inside me.
• All of it.
• All of it inside me.
• Yes…
• Yes all of that cock inside me, please.
• Please.
• Please, Kieran.
• I pull myself up from my bed and find myself panting as I am covered in sweat while my mind is recalling the dream that I have had seconds ago.
• "Kieran?" I muttered his name in shock. "Why did I call out his name?" I exhale as I push my hair off my face, "It was a dream?"
• I look over myself and I was still wearing the shirt I wore last night but then my eyes traveled to my underwear that was on the floor. I quickly grabbed my crotch and realized that I was naked underneath which means that it was not a dream. I look around my bed and found Michael B. Jordan lying down next to me, I grabbed it and sniffed it to check if I have used it, and I have had indeed.
• "Holy shit, that was not a dream," I muttered, trying to analyze why I screamed for his name mentally.
• Monday morning came and I was scheduled to see Kieran in his office, he had given me the entire weekend to think about my final decision and today is the day for that. I hear a knock on the door and as soon as I opened it, I see Olivia smiling at me.
• "Morning peeping Tom." She teases me with a grin on her face. "You thought I did not see you last night huh?"
• I roll my eyes at her as she laughs at me, "Anyways, since I never really gave a congratulations gift after you got hired by Nannies Land, here you go." She extends a small red box to me which sparked my curiosity.
• "What is this?"
• "Open it."
• I did what she told me and upon opening it, I see a bright red underwear, "It is a lucky pair of underwear. Didn’t you say you are going to discuss things with Kieran about your job? So I got you that."
• I chuckle, "What?"
• "Wear it today, so that you would feel lucky. Absolutely lucky." She winked at me.
• "Liv, I--"
• "Oh come on!" She walks away, only to realize that she was naked in front of me the entire time. "Do not be a pussy, Florence."
• I look over the box again and I see something else that looks like a remote, "Liv?"
• "Yeah?"
• I pull it out, "What is this?"
• She smiles at me as soon as she sees the thing in my hand, "That my friend is a gift from the Gods." She jokes as I laugh with her. "It is a fucking remote stupid, you are welcome!"
• I obviously know what she just gave me and I can not fucking believe that she would want me to wear this today.
• "Wear it today, you lusty." She teases and encourages me. "Oh and good luck! Got to go back in and ride that dick like a rodeo." She hollers before she enters her room.
• I smile as I am amazed at her freeness before I stare at the underwear that Olivia had given me while I am still on my towel. "Without vibrating noise." I read on the label before I glued my eyes to the tiny remote.
• I exhale heavily, "I must be going out of my head."
• I mutter to myself before putting the panty vibrator on me.
• "Absolutely going out of my head." I giggled.