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myself, one hand working at his cock, the other now sliding inside my
cunt.
    “ I never expected this...”
    Kyle's words stop me in my tracks, burst me from the
living fantasy, and suddenly both my hands are retreating.
    I look up. “What?” I whisper.
    “ You,” is all he says.
    Then he lifts me effortlessly, gently guides me back
against the wall, and drops to his own knees. I watch as he now works
his fingers at my skirt, unzipping it, pulling it down to my ankles.
His eyes glow at the sight of my panties, gripping tight around my
waist.
    “ Amazing.” His voice is a whisper, not intended for
me to hear. But I do, and it sends my heart soaring.
    I lose myself in the fantasy again, hardly believing it
to be real. I shut my eyes, tilt my neck back, and feel my panties
dragged down. A cold blast of air shoots between my legs, cooling me
momentarily, but I keep my thighs closed.
    His fingers inch between them, both hands pulling my
legs apart like a vise working in reverse. More cold air streams up
against my warm pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. But
it's nothing compared to what comes next. Nothing compared to the
action of his tongue, mining inside me. The touch of his thumb,
working its way over my clit, discovering it faster than any guy has
before.
    He sends one hand to the back of my left knee, and I
feel my leg hoisted into the air. Still kneeling, he drops it onto
his shoulder, hands gripping at my ass, and continues to gorge
himself on my cunt. And all the while, I'm wondering when I'll wake
up.
    A loud creak breaks me from the spell.
    My eyes open like a shot, my head twists quickly to the
side. At the door stands a waitress, young and innocent looking, eyes
bulging at the sight of Kyle's tongue inside me.
    “ Oh, Mr Lawson, I'm so sorry...”
    Kyle is quickly to his feet, dick still standing to
attention outside of his pants.
    “ That's quite alright Isabelle. Please, fetch what you
are here to fetch.”
    Isabelle darts in, sheepishly avoiding both our
eyelines, and fumbles for a box of champagne. Kyle, meanwhile, cool
as an iceberg, returns his manhood to its cell, returns his pants to
their proper state, and straightens himself out. I balk at how casual
he is, how nothing seems to faze him.
    He turns to me, still standing stuck against the wall,
skirt and panties around my ankles, and drinks me in one more time.
    “ We'll finish this another time,” he whispers,
before disappearing out of the door, leaving me alone now with
Isabelle as she continues to clatter around in the background.
    Feeling about as embarrassed as I ever have done, I
hastily put myself back in order before the girl looks at me.
    “ Sorry about that,” I say, abashed. The red of lust
in my cheeks has been joined by that of abject humiliation and shame.
    She tentatively turns her head, as if checking I'm OK to
look at now, and stands from the back of the room, holding a box of
Cristal.
    “ Don't worry. You see plenty round here.”
    And with that, she hurries off back out into the bar,
keen to get back to work.

    Chapter Four

    I'm back in the hall, back to work. I catch sight of
Kyle across the room, already holding a glass of whiskey. He holds a
cigar, puffs on it nonchalantly while chatting to a group of similar
aged men. He looks like the most relaxed man in the world, our secret
meeting in the stock room already forgotten.
    It's not for me. I'm still living it, my head still
filled with thoughts of him. I drift around the hall absentmindedly,
half in a daydream, before Alice grips me by the arm and gives me a
death stare to end all death stares.
    “ This isn't Disneyland,” she grunts. “And you're
not on vacation.” Her voice is low so that only I hear. Somehow,
however, she fixes a smile to her face that is completely at odds
with her tone of voice. As she told me before, always be smiling .
    “ Focus, Belle, and get back to work.”
    I take her advice – although it was more of an order –
and begin