Chapter 4: The Aftermath
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AS promised, my dad called for a press conference so I can apologize and eventually clear my name. Based on the speech that was given to me, I was to admit sleeping with Miguel, but I was to deny knowing that he’s married. I was to apologize to his wife and to everyone that I’ve hurt, and to promise that I’ll make sure to stay away and end my relationship with her husband. My dad’s secretary who wrote the speech even told me to cry and show that I am hurt too just so the press could eat it up more.
On the day of the press conference, my dad even sent me the clothes that I was supposed to wear. It’s a black blazer and pencil skirt combo. It looks boring and totally not my style. He also sent over a stylist to make sure my hair and makeup look appropriate as well. Apparently, my dad doesn’t even trust me to groom myself.
As I headed to the podium, I had the speech memorized in my head. I was a fairly good student. If it I wasn’t f*cking my classmates, I was always studying. I even graduated with a bachelor’s degree in business administration and management with Latin honors. I also studied abroad and have an MBA. However, because I didn’t feel the need to work, I refused to even step into my dad’s office. I am now 25 years old, and I’ve never worked a day in my life.
I realized how difficult it would be for me if my dad chooses to cut me off financially, so I just went along with what I wanted. I’ve always wanted to be an actress when I was younger, but I was too lazy to commit to it, so I used every opportunity I could to use my acting skills. When I was done with the speech, I can see sympathy in most of the reporters’ eyes. They totally believed that I fell for Miguel and that I am hurting too since I gave my heart to him not knowing that he’s already married.
The press conference just ended and my dad didn’t even show up to even show his support. I left right away. I couldn’t wait to get out of this suit. As I took off my blazer and got on my car, the passenger side door opened, and Miguel sat down. I was now only in a tube top and the skirt. I removed the pins on my hair and let it down.
Krista: “What are you doing here?”
Miguel: “I missed you, baby.”
Krista: “You shouldn’t be here. There are reporters. They might see us together. You’re going to get me in more trouble.”
Miguel: “I’m sorry, baby. I filed for divorce from my wife. In a few months, I will be free and we can finally be together. We don’t have to hide anymore.”
Krista: “Are you crazy? I told you I don’t want to be with you. We only get together to f**k! That is all!”
Miguel: “But you said that you fell for me. You even cried. I didn’t mean to hurt you, baby.”
Krista: “Well, I also said that I didn’t know you were married, did I? That was also a lie.”
Miguel: “Come one, baby. We can go to my house outside the city. We can stay there until all of this blows over. Let’s make a baby. Then we can get married when my divorce is finalized.”
Krista: “I’m not sure how else I can get it through that thick head of yours. We are through! I don’t want anymore trouble. I don’t want to be in a relationship with anyone, let alone you. All I wanted from you was your big fat c*ck!”
Miguel’s eyes suddenly turned dark with lust as he moved closer to me.
Miguel: “If it’s my c*ck you want, then I’ll give it to you.”
Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t mind f*cking Miguel in the car. However, I’m worried that some of the reporters still in the building might see us. My car is not heavily tinted, so people looking from the outside will definitely see what’s going on inside.
When Miguel moved towards me, I smelled alcohol and cigarettes on his breath. One of my pet peeves is that I hate stinky men. Regardless of how good-looking you are, you better smell good for me to even let you touch me.
I pushed Miguel away as he cupped and fondled my br*ast.
Krista: “Stay away from me. You stink.”
As he tried to remove my top, partially ripping it in the process, I noticed someone walking from my peripheral vision and took that as an opportunity to maybe make a scene and stop what is happening. I opened the door and ran while screaming.
Krista: “Help! He’s trying to r**e me! Help me!”
As it turns out, the person is one of the reporters who was at the press conference earlier. When he saw me and my ripped top, he immediately felt protective and put his arms around me. The cameraman who was with him spotted Miguel running out of my car and it seemed like he was trying to get away after being caught while doing something bad.
I activated my actress mode on and started crying just as the reporter hugged me. I can feel his hard chest through his chest as I put my hand on them. I lifted my head and looked at his face. He is a fairly handsome man. I kept crying as he caressed my back and tried to console me.
Reporter: “Shh. It’s okay, he’s gone. What happened?”
Krista: “He wanted to take me with him but I refused and told him we’re through. He didn’t want to accept it so he forced himself on me.”
Reporter: “Don’t cry. You’re okay now. Can you drive home?”
Krista: “I’ll try. I’m still shaking but I just need to calm myself down for a bit.”
Reporter: “Let me drive you, then. I just want to make sure you’ll get home safe.”
Krista: “Thank you. I’m Krista.”
Reporter: “I know who you are. I’m Mikhail.”
Krista: “Nice to meet you Mikhail.”
Mikhail helped me to the passenger seat of my car. He then moved towards the driver’s side and got in. I scrunched my nose as I could still smell the scent of alcohol from Miguel. Mikhail must have smelled it too.
Mikhail: “He was drunk, wasn’t he?”
Krista: “I think so. He was scary.”
Mikhail: “I’m here now. I’ll make sure he doesn’t get near you again.”
Mikhail drove me to his condo. I said I didn’t feel comfortable being alone in my condo so he offered to have me stay with him for the meantime. This worked out perfectly for me because I plan to thank him for ‘saving’ me earlier.
When we got to his condo, he offered one of his shirts and boxers for me to change into because my top is ripped and the blazer and skirt combo is not very comfortable. He invited me to join him in the couch while we watched a movie and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
Not long after, he was squeezing and fondling my bo*bs. I took off his shirt and straddled him. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and he attacked my br*asts with his tongue and mouth as soon as they are bare. We were f*cking like rabbits within a few minutes.
We went for more rounds in the shower and in his bed before we fell asleep. He’s a fairly decent lover, and he smelled extremely good, which turned me on more. I don’t usually go down on men, but his scent is so enticing that I couldn’t help but suck and blow him until he exploded.
While he was deep asleep, I got dressed and left his condo. It was a perfect ending to a pretty dreary day. I got some drive thru burgers, fries and soda for dinner, and went to bed after a quick shower and change of clothes.
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The next day, I decided to fly to Boracay for some sun, sea and hopefully, s*x. I went alone since I wasn’t in the mood to interact with any of my so-called friends. I booked a suite in one of the top resorts there, and dipped in the jacuzzi. At night, I went to the club to get some drinks.
There were a few men trying to make eyes at me, but I didn’t like any of them. Until my eyes caught a blonde blue-eyed man who was very tall and seemed to be checking me out. I made a motion for him to move towards me, and he did.
Tall Man: “Hi babe. I’m Sasha.”
His accent and his name made me think that he’s probably from one of the Russian countries in Europe.
Krista: “I’m Krista.”
Sasha: “Do you want to dance”
Krista: “Sure.”
Sasha is so tall that he had to carry me just so our faces could be in line with each other. In a few minutes, we were kissing.
Sasha: “You’re so hot. Let’s get out of here.”
He didn’t have to convince me as I went with him and we headed to his hotel room. He didn’t waste any time in stripping me off my clothes as soon as we got into his hotel room. As he stripped his clothes off, I couldn’t help but gasped as I saw his big tool dangling between his legs. It looked scary. He must have noticed my hesitation as he walked towards me and stroked my cheeks.
Sasha: “Don’t be scared, baby, we’ll make it fit. I’ll be gentle.”
We started kissing with him on top of me and his giant tool resting between my legs. He made sure that I was thoroughly aroused before he tried to plunge his massive organ inside of me. He put it in little by little, and just as I thought he was all the way in, he said, “Baby, you are so tight. I will just put it all the way in, okay?”
Krista: “What? Wait--”
In one swift motion, he plunged himself all the way in. I almost felt like I’m getting torn. It felt good but uncomfortable. When he started moving in and out of me, I felt my org*sm coming right away. He kept pumping his hips, until he came not long after. Thankfully, he came right away. I didn’t think I could take anymore of his monstrous c**k.
When he fell asleep, I got out of his room right away. I didn’t want a second round. I’m afraid that he might tear my p*ssy apart with his hugeness. I took a hot bath, and stayed in until the water turned cold. I went to sleep right after. My p*ssy will need some time to rest after tonight.
I decided to fly back to Manila the next day. I initially planned on staying in Boracay for a week, but I was scared to see Mikhail and have him ask for another round. I’m weak and I don’t think I can refuse him, so, for the sake of my p*ssy, I decided to just leave.
When I got to my condo, I was surprised to see a familiar face sitting on my couch inside. I haven’t seen him in more than seven years, and haven't had any contact with him since. He smiled as he saw me walking in.
Krista: “Uncle Aaron, what are you doing here?”
Aaron: “I missed you. Care to f*ck?”
D*mn.
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