Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
I’m floored because this is not what I expected.
“You seem surprised,” Freya says with a smile.
“I am surprised,” I acknowledge in a low voice. “I mean, you’re what? Twenty-one? Twenty-two? I thought women of all ages, from eighteen to seventy, were looking for steady boyfriends.”
Freya winks while rubbing her tummy.
“Maybe I will one day in the future,” she concedes. “But not now. This child is mine, and I literally selected the father from a database, so I want to keep going on this path. It feels right and good, and I’m really happy with the choices I’ve made.”
I nod, although inside, my emotions are a confused mess. After all, I thought I was coming over today to make sure that Freya was alright after our frenzied lovemaking, but also to establish the boundaries of our relationship. Mainly, I wanted to make sure that she knows that I’m not available for a relationship.
But now, everything’s been turned on its head because Freya beat me to the punch. Not only is she not looking for a relationship with me, but she’s not looking for a relationship with anyone. It blows my mind, after being on the dating market so long and having to fend off the long, sharp claws of multiple desperate women.
“I see,” is all I can manage. “How interesting.”
“Cat got your tongue?” Freya jokes, although I can tell she can sense how dumbfounded I am.
“No,” I say, slowly shaking my head. “I suppose this works out great because I’m not looking for a relationship either.”
My beautiful lover doesn’t appear surprised at all.
“Then it’s perfect,” she chirps. “We’re on the same page, which is always a good thing, and it seems that we’ve laid out some ground rules for our entanglement too. This is just sex,” she says for clarification. “I’m not looking for a relationship, boyfriend, babydaddy, or even a friend, really, because I already have a big social circle. I’m looking for an all-you-can-eat anal experience,” she clarifies while looking straight in my eye. “Although maybe that metaphor wasn’t so great,” she concedes with a giggle.
“No, it’s fine,” I say in a deep voice, my cock pressing stiffly against my fly. “It’s okay because that suits me just fine too. All you can eat anal coming right up, sweetheart.”
Then, I move to kiss her, and soon the clothes are flying off as I devour those lush curves, even as I’m careful with the bulge of her tummy. After all, I find Freya Coleman to be absolutely irresistible with her beautiful body and wanton ways. Even more, she wants what I want, so it’s perfect, right? Because isn’t this what I want? No commitment, no connection, only physical intimacy? I push the thought out of my mind because our lovemaking is growing intense at the moment, but somehow, I know that the issue’s still unsettled, and that I’ll have to address it sooner or later.
6
Freya
* * *
A week later.
I settle into a booth at Hiro Japanese, and look about.
“This is a really nice place,” I say with a smile. “Thanks for inviting me.”
Mark grins and sits, his huge form looming on the other side of the table.
“No problem honey. I thought you might like this place because it’s part Japanese restaurant, and part plant store. It’s a strange combination, but it works, don’t you think?”
I nod and laugh because as weird as the setting sounds, it’s actually nice. The booths are very private because they’re surrounded on all sides by bonsai, blooming lilies, as well as topiaries and beautifully arranged fresh-cut flowers that I can’t identify. The front part of the shop is actually a dedicated plant store, and the restaurant is like a hidden gem in back.
“I never would have guessed that Hiro is a restaurant,” I nod with a smile. “Except for the display menu they placed outside, of course.”
Mark grins, flashing bright white teeth, and he’s so handsome that it hurts. How did I get so lucky? Of course, I knew when he moved in that I’d gotten a new neighbor who redefines the words “hot” and “utterly irresistible,’” but I never thought I’d be sleeping with him. I thought guys like Mark had girlfriends or wives, or that they were under constant assault from would-be girlfriends or wives. But instead, he seems happy to come over every day to satisfy my physical cravings, and it’s wonderful. Actually, it's more than wonderful because I haven’t had any nausea ever since Mark started putting his cock in my ass regularly, and as a result, I’ve been floating in Seventh Heaven on a cloud of good health.
“So how are you today, baby?” Mark growls, those blue eyes glinting at me over the menu.
“Good,” I smile back, clenching my bottom cheeks a little. “Ooof!”
He immediately looks concerned.
“Are you okay, honey? Was it the baby kicking?”