Forever After by Miranda Evans Read Free Book Online

state she had had since her first orgasm. She sleepwalked through the night as if on some kind of wonderful drug. Before she knew it, the night was heading toward its end. It was nearly midnight; early as hell for someone like Crystal but past bedtime for Leah. And so she bid Crystal farewell when the clock struck twelve. It made her life seem even more like a fairy tale book. Here was the Disney Princess, who just had her first orgasm, running home when the bell tolled like Cinderella so she could talk to this fascinating new man in her life, her very own Prince Charming. Was life really like the movies? Is love really a song?
     
    Leah made it home. She had only had a couple drinks over quite a few hours so she was sober as she headed back, yet she was filled with emotions and strange feelings that made the trip back feel like a journey across a fantasy wonderland. The bubbly feelings continued as she walked up the apartment steps and crossed the threshold to her flat. With a couple drinks in her, she was even more loose and ready to talk to Brian. Pulling out her cell phone, she dialed his number and heard it ring twice as she awaited his sultry voice. Finally, he answered.
     
    “Leah, how was your night?”
     
    “Oh, it was alright. Me and Crystal just had a couple drinks and caught up. What did you do?”
     
    “I had to get a new suit for the business trip. Other than that, I thought about the moment we shared together.”
     
    Leah smiled. “Yes, I wish we could do it right now.”
     
    “You need to get some sleep for tomorrow. But I do want you to have another orgasm right now.”
     
    “Me too. It's a shame it can't be helped.”
     
    “Oh, I wouldn't say that. Tell me.....what are you wearing right now.”
     
    As it happened, Leah was changing out of her clothes and getting into her pajamas.
     
    “Right now? Well I've got a t-shirt and some pajama bottoms.”
     
    “Ooh....sounds sexy.”
     
    “Oh, yeah right.”
     
    “No, really.....I wish I was there right now to see it. I bet your tits look great in the t-shirt. And I just want to grab your ass through those pajama bottoms and then rip them off.”
     
    “Well, you're welcome to come on by.”
     
    “Another night. But listen, I want you do to me a favor.”
     
    “Oh yeah? And what's that.”
     
    “I want you to touch yourself.”
     
    Leah was quiet. She couldn't believe what she heard. Of course, this was Brian and her entire relationship with him was based on things that she could never believe.
     
    “I don't know, Brian. I've never been the type to do that sort of thing.”
     
    “I figured as much, and it really is a tragedy. Every woman should have an intimate relationship with her own body. If you don't know yourself and what gets you off, how can you expect anyone else to?”
     
    “Well, you certainly seemed to know exactly how to make me squirm.”
     
    “Yes, but I want to make you into so much more.”
     
    For the first time, Leah was direct and honest in what she thought and felt. Perhaps this too was an after effect from the time she had been spending with Brian.
     
    “Brian, can I ask you a question.”
     
    “As long as we can get back to the subject of you touching yourself.”
     
    Leah laughed. “Yes, well....I just wanted to know. Why me?”
     
    “Why you? What's that supposed to mean?”
     
    “I mean why did you choose me? Why did you give me this great job at the bank, and make me rethink what I knew about sex and love. You could have passed me over. You could have hooked up with Crystal that night. You have millions and millions of dollars, you could have anybody! I just want to know why you saw fit to bless me with these things.”
     
    There was a moment of silence on the other end. For a second, Leah was afraid that she might have said something wrong, said too much. Then, he answered.
     
    “Leah, let me answer your question with a question. Why is it that someone like you, with such natural beauty,