Seducing My Dad's Best Friend.

“Uh-ahh.“ my moan echoed in the bedroom.

“That's it, now call me daddy while I fuck you like a dirty slut” my dad's best friend said tighting his grip on my waist and without warning, he rammed his big cock into my pussy.

I cried out and arched my back wanting more, I couldn't get enough of this fucking pleasure.

He rocked his hips back and forth, thrusting harder into my pussy.

“Now come for daddy.“ He ordered softly.

That was my undoing, I exploded around him.

“Good girl.“ He said giving my clot feathery strokes.

My Dad's Best Friend.

Contains explicit content, do not read if not above 18.

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“Mnnn-Yes!-Arghhh!“

My dad's best friend had both of my hands held with handcuffs at the head side of his bed. My legs were tied with ropes to the ceiling, leaving both my legs hung in the air for my dad's best friend to grant easy access to my pussy.

He glances at me, A smile of pleasure escapes his lips, one that made me swallow a hard lump down my throat, knowing how hard I was about to get brutally fucked!

*******

BEFORE IT ALL BEGAN.

“Bell rings”

“And that's it for today, make sure to read your history text book for your upcoming final exams, have a lovely weekend,” Mrs Roberta, our history teacher said.

Before she could finish her statement, students already bolted out of their seats and left the class.

I looked out the window, it was raining heavily, today of all days I came without my car.

My boyfriend Blake was going to give me a ride home. But where was Blake?

“YOURE NOT IN CLASS, WHERE ARE YOU?“ I texted

Immediately, my phone started ringing.

“Uh, Shimma… I'm sorry but I went home earlier.“

“It's raining I didn't bring my car.“ I said slipping my fingers into my hair in frustration.

“I'm taking Carla home.“ He finally confessed.

“What the act-…” before I could finish my statement he ended the call.

Carla was his ex, what was he doing with her. Fear ran through me like a nasty cold and I shivered.

I dialed my dad.

On the third ring, he picked up but it wasn't my dad talking, it was Mattias, his best friend.

“Shimma, your dad is in a conference briefing, he'll be busy for the next six hours.“

His voice was deep and low and so fucking sexy.

“Uh— okay.“ I answered stuttering. The man's voice alone was enough to turn me on.

“Do you have an urgent message for him?.“

“I'm in college, it's raining and I didn't bring my car.“

“I'll come and get you, wait.“

I wanted to ask how long I was supposed to wait but he ended the call. Did he even know what college I attended?.

I waited outside in the reception for thirty minutes, I called again but there was no response. My teeth were already clenched and my guts felt too cold. My fingers were freezing.

I waited thirty minutes more, an hour gone.

I was certain my father's best friend had forgotten about me.

I headed out into the rain after securing my phone in my purse.

The rain drops were hard, like tiny hails.

“Shimma!.“ I heard someone yelling.

The red ferrari was not hard to miss and sitting behind the wheel was Mattias.

I forgot about my undying sexual attraction and ran to the car in search for warmth, I opened the door and sighed when I was in the comfort of a roof over my head.

“You're wet.“ He said and instantly, I felt heat spread between my legs, I pressed my tighs together and swallowed hard.

I was wet from the rain alone but immediately he spoke, I felt the wetness in my pussy. I cursed softly under my breath.

“You were the one that made me wait an entire hour, I thought you forgot to come.“

“Is that anger I hear?.“ He asked, his tone held amusement but his eyes were cold…too cold.

“n-no sir.“ I said.

He drove off and I sat there in silence playing with my fingers to keep me distracted.

He darted In front of his big gate, signalling his gate guard to open the gate.

“Why did you bring me to your house?“ I asked.

I couldn't stand being alone with Mr Mattias, not in this freezing weather, not when I'm this horny just by his presence.

“Your parents wouldn't be coming home tonight, stay here tonight, I can't leave you at home all by yourself,” he said, his deep voice was assertive and commanding.

“I'm 20,” I said rolling my eyes.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?.“

“No sir.“

“I think you just did.“

“I'm sorry.“

His brows crunckled but he chose to let my slip up slide.

He opened the door and exited, I ran behind him. He handed his car key to a young man that went ahead to park the car properly.

I watched him push the door open after unlocking it with his thumb print, he walked into the living room and I followed him behind.

It was almost dark inside, if it wasn't for the small lamp that was turned on.

“Come with me,” he said to me with his baritone voice, i clamped my legs together, as my pussy throbbed.

“Get a hold of your self Shimma,” i whispered, biting my lower lips, holding in the urge.

He paused and turned to me.

“What?“ He asked, his brows drawn closely.

“No, nothing,” I said, almost in a moan. He cleared his throat and continued walking up the stairs and I followed.

“This is your room, you can take a warm bath, and when you're done, come down stairs for dinner,” he turned on the light to my room so that I could see properly. I watched his eyes run down to my perky boobs, popping out of my White shirt that had become see through because of the wetness from the rain, making my hard nipples too visible.

I watched a kind of emotion cross his sea blue eyes but something made him take his eyes off and he cleared his throat awkwardly again.

“I'll make you some tea,” he said as I watched him leave.

This was my third time dialing Blake's number, but he wasn't responding, he barely missed my call.

I was done taking a warm shower and was now feeling much better, I looked at my dripping wet uniform, I couldn't wear them again, what should I do?

“Here's your cup of tea,” I heard Mr Mattias say, he was standing by the door with a tray.

“And why haven't you changed into your clothes yet,” he questioned, I guess i must have made him uncomfortable because my towel could barely cover my thighs.

“My clothes are drenched, I have nothing else to wear,” I said clutching my towel tightly.

“I had gotten you some clothes on my way to pick you up, drink up your tea and join me at the table,” he said pointing to the closet, i noticed that the whole time Mr Mattias spoke to me, he could barely turn to look at me. Why? Why couldn't he stand the sight of me wrapped in a towel.

“Buzz!“

I turned to where I had kept my phone, checking who the caller was, it was Blake.

“Hey, I saw your missed call,” he said bluntly.

“Why are you sounding so cold? I called to know the reason why you left me to go home in the rain, what is wrong with you lately?“ I caught myself yelling, gosh I didn't want Mr Mattias to hear me but damn I couldn't control the rage burning in me.

“Quit yelling at me and listen, look Shimma! I don't think this whole bullshit between us should go on, I'm done,”

“Done!“ I wasn't sure I heard Blake right.

He was breaking up with me!

At The Dinning Table.

At the dining table with my Dad's best Friend.

I couldn't even say a word to Mr Mattias, all I could think of was Blake having the guts to dump me for his ex-girlfriend. I felt a buzz against my pocket, it was from Blake.

I could feel my heart racing as I opened the message.

”I'M SORRY IT HAD TO END THIS WAY SHIMMA, BUT IT'S NOT JUST ABOUT ME, IT'S ABOUT YOU. YOU WEREN'T JUST GOOD IN BED, AND I GOT TIRED OF IT, PUSSY TOO DRY, AND YOU COULDN'T EVEN RIDE ME PROPERLY, I'M SORRY I COULDN'T KEEP SUFFERING WITH YOU, BYE SHIMMA,”

Instantly I dropped my phone on the dining table, I felt tears welled up in my eyes. I cleaned it up as quickly as I could, but it was too late, Mr Mattias had seen them.

Obviously he could see me crying, he was sitting right across me, there was no way he wouldn't notice.

“Is it him?“ He asked calmly. Him? What did he mean? Did he hear me earlier?

“Who?“ I sniffed in the rest of the tears.

“Shimma, you don't have to pretend like you don't know, obviously, you're crying, so now tell me, did that bastard just text you again,” damn! he was serious, or pissed rather.

Shit! He heard me yelling at Blake on the phone. There was no need to hide anything, I couldn't, even if I wanted to.

“Yes,” I nodded.

“That son of a bitch!“ He cursed.

“Eat up, and get a nice sleep, okay, that fool doesn't deserve you anyways,” Mr Mattias said. Yes, those words lit me up a little, but were these words really coming from my uncle?

Getting a nice sleep was entirely opposite to my night, I cried my eyes out. Of course I just got dumped, and worse, he said it was my fault. Was I really that bad? Was my pussy really dry? I traced my finger down to my pussy, digging my index finger into my pussy entrance, I brought out my finger and rubbed them against each other, I could feel a slimy juice. No! my pussy wasn't dry! I guess it wasn't entirely from me, rather it was Blake, only if he would have fucked me as hard as I imagined my Mr Mattias would, then I would get so slimy for him, just like I do any time Mr Mattias comes close to me.

The thought of Mr Mattias crossed through my head and I instantly felt horny again, or I just wanted to forget Blake this time. I dug my index finger back into my pussy, and I started moving it in a back and forth motion.

“Shit!“ I greeted my teeth and used my other hand to raise my sweat shirt up. My other hand took a nipple as I began to rub it.

“Arrghhh,” I moaned, "yes daddy! Fuck me Mattias. I added one more finger into my pussy as I threw my head backward in pleasure.

I was so carried away that I didn't notice Mr Mattias was standing by the door.

“What are you doing Shimma,” I jerked in fear, my room was a bit dark, but from the lamp I had turned on earlier, he could perfectly see me.

“Why do you keep doing this to me Shimma, fuck! I'm trying to hold this in!“ He banged the door and he wasn't there anymore.

I had paused on my track due to shock. My boobs still sticking out under my sweatshirt, my hand still dug into my pussy. What was that? Was he mad at me? Or was he aroused by it?

I woke up hearing my dad's voice coming from the living room. My experience with Mr Mattias added to the case, how would he look at me after seeing me touching myself and screaming his name. I was ashamed of myself.

I heard a knock on my door and I closed my eyes, pretending to sleep. I didn't know why or maybe it was because I didn't want to stand the sight of Mr Mattias, I couldn't.

“Honey,” it wasn't Mattias, it was my dad.

“Dad,” I said, still pretending like i just woke up to his voice, I turned to see him next to me, and Mr Mattias was standing by the door.

“I'm sorry you had to go through the stress, Mr Mattias told me Blake left you to go home by yourself in the rain, well he deserves what he got,” my dad said, turning to glance at his best friend and they both giggled.

“What do you mean dad?“ I frowned.

“I heard he got beaten up by some men, maybe he got himself involved in trouble, well whoever beat him up, did us a great job,” I turned to Mr Mattias who was still standing by the door. There was no single expression on his face, there was usually none. Was it him? no he wouldn't. I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

“You both should stay for breakfast,” Mr Mattias said.

“Oh Matt, you know I still have work to attend to at the office, I just need to drive Shimma home and then head back to the office, thank you for yesterday brother,” my dad said then he turned back to me.

“Get up sleepy head, your mum is waiting for you at home, it's the weekend, you don't want to be late for shopping,” my dad smirked at me.

I loved my dad mostly for one thing, he never fails to spend on I and my mother. He would take us on lovely vacations and despite my both parents being too busy, they still never made me feel lonely.

“Alright, I'll be downstairs,” my dad stood up, exiting the room, but Mattias didn't follow him. What! Mattias was now heading to where I laid.

“Did you do it?” I asked him as I sat up.

“Do what?.“

“Send some men to beat Blake up?.“

“What made you think I would?“ He said with a raised brow.

“About last night…” I said facing downwards.

“What happened last night?“

“You saw me…,”

“Saw you do what?“ He dug both hands in his pocket while he stood in front of me.

“Nothing.“ I said with a small grateful smile,he was willing to forget it ever happened.

“Good, now come downstairs and have breakfast.“

I watched him leave and sighed in relief.

Offered A Job.

I was in my room when I heard my mother yell my name from the living room. I had gotten home about an hour ago and I was getting ready to go shopping.

“Honey! There's a package for you!“ She yelled again, and this time, it got me to respond.

“I'll be down in a minute mum!“ I hurriedly put on my Lip gloss, staring at my reflection in the mirror and brushing my lips together so it could set properly, before heading downstairs, to the living room.

“I guess it's from Blake, he must have sent it as an apology,” my mum said with a grin as she held the package in her hand. My mother must have thought we just had a mere fight, I didn't tell her he had broken up with me. Yet! I had to tell her, hiding it from her was no use.

“I and Blake aren't together anymore,” I said in a low tone, waiting to get her reaction.

“You broke up with him just because of a little misunderstanding?“ She scowled at me.

I have always wondered why my mum always wanted me to be with Blake by all means, yes! He was from a very wealthy and elite family, but that wasn't enough reason, maybe she had a thing for him, who knew?

“Mum, you shouldn't just blame it on me, he broke up with me, in fact he dumped me for a bitch!“ I was starting to feel the rage and anger again. But instead I let out a sigh, taking the package from my mother's hand.

I could tell my mother was dumbfounded, I could tell she never saw it coming, Blake made her believe he would never hurt me, but he did, he really did hurt me.

“Shimma, you mean to say, Blake dumped you, for someone else?“ She looked terrified.

“Yes mum, not just a girl, his ex!“ I mumbled, I was about to take the package upstairs when she said something that made me pause on my tracks.

“What did you do that made him leave you?“

I attempted to speak, but what could I say? My pussy was too dry? I couldn't ride his cock properly? I was bad at sex and could barely get wet for him? I mean, how could I explain it?

“I'll be in my room mother,” I said to her heading to my room.

“Shimma!“ I heard my mum call but I paid no heed to her, I just sprinted to my room shutting the door.

I sat on my bed, placing the package on my lap. It was a little package wrapped with a ribbon, like the size of a jewellery box, or was it a jewellery box?

I hurriedly unwrapped it and yes! It was indeed a jewellery box. I opened it to see two diamond earrings and a matching diamond necklace, placed inside was a card, I took out the card and it wrote.

“CHEER UP SHIMMA, MATTIAS,” a smile of amusement crossed my lips and I stared back at the million dollar diamond jewelries placed on my laps. How sweet, but why?

I took my phone and called Mr Mattias' number, I wanted to thank him and maybe ask him why he got me a gift.

“Shimma,” he said, answering the phone, Gawd! I had missed his voice for like an hour now.

“Uhm, I saw your gift, thank you uncle Mattias, But…”

“Don't! don't ever call me uncle,” he cutted in, his voice rough.

“But why? I always do, ever since I knew you,” I wasn't done talking when he hung up.

I was staring at my phone in confusion when I heard a knock on my door.

“Shimma, can I have a word with you?“

“Not now, mother!“ I placed the card back into the jewellery box and hid the box inside my closet. Don't think of it that way, it wasn't wrong for my dad's best friend to send me gifts, but I just didn't want my mother asking me unnecessary questions.

“I just need to speak to you, and besides, we are running late!“ She mumbled.

“Alright come in,” I said sitting on my bed again.

I watched the door open and she walked in, giving me a warm smile, she always made that same expression anytime she wanted to apologize, I was used to it already.

“I'm sorry if I made it seem like your fault Shimma, I was too quick to judge,” she said as she sat right beside me.

“It's okay mother, I understand,” I responded as we both smiled at each other.

“Let's head out then, you're driving,” she teased.

“Mum you did this the last time, you're driving today, I'll drive next time, that's what we agreed on,”

“Alright, I'll drive," she raised both hands in the air.

She stood up, walking over to my standing mirror, checking out her outfit when she turned to me like she remembered something.

“Shimma! i forgot to tell you earlier, your uncle Mattias offered to employ you as his personal assistant, once after you're done with your final exam next week. so I'll be dropping you off at his office for an Interview this evening, aren't you excited?“ She grinned.

“Excited!?“ I could hear myself scream. This was torture! Being with Mattias for so long and not getting fucked by him could kill me!

My mother and I were done shopping, and like she said, she drove me over to Uncle Mattias' company.

“He'll drop you home,okay!“ She said waving at me as I watched her Black Mercedes zoom off.

“Shit!“ I said standing in front of the skyscraper.

With all courage, I walked into the building, heading towards the receptionist.

“Good evening miss, I'm here for Mr Mattias,” I said.

“This way ma'am, at the top floor,” she said pointing at the elevator.

“Thank you,” I greeted, heading to the direction she had pointed.

I opened the door to a office I guessed would be Mr Mattias's office.

“G, good evening Mr Mattias,” I greeted.

“Sit,” he ordered. And I did.

There was an awkward silence, but I had to say something before it got too awkward.

“So…,” I attempted to speak but he raised a finger, which made me stop talking. Oh silly me, I didn't notice he was working on his laptop in front of him.

It took him some extra seconds, before he returned his finger down, the moment his eyes rested on mine, I felt it, I felt the warm sensation between my thighs again.

“Shimma, I guess you're here for the interview?” he smirked, Gawd! Did this man know how handsome he was?

“Yes,” I said softly, I pressed my thighs together as I tried to comport myself.

“Well, there's not much to ask you, except,” he paused for a few seconds.

“How good are you?” he stood up, and started advancing towards me.

“Huh?“ he raised a brow leaning on his office table just right in front of my chair, just right in front of me!

I gulped hard, I could feel my lungs tighten, I tried to move my chair backwards, giving us a few inched gap but instead he drew me closer to him.

“Tell me Shimma, how good are you?“

How Good Are You?

“Tell me Shimma, how good are you?“ I didn't fail to notice the huskiness in his voice. I took a deep breath trying to reign in my feelings, but all my effort to calm my nerves down, had proved futile.

I couldn't say a word, No! Not when Mr Mattias was this close to me.

“Tell me!“ He said in a demanding tone, one that made me feel a warm sensation, run down to my spine.

“Go- good enough,” I answered breathlessly.

“Prove to me then,” he began unbuckling his belt. I swallowed a hard lump down my throat, pressing my legs together when a throbbing ache engulfed my pussy.

I could feel warm juices flowing through my pussy as seconds went by and I tightened my legs even more..

“Wh-what are you doing?“ It was a miracle I could still talk, given how much I was struggling to breathe.

“I know you want it Shimma,” he teased.

”Wa-want what?“ I stuttered, trying so hard to catch my ceased breath.

“Enough questions Shimma, get down on your knees and suck on my dick, i am not so patient” his assertive voice made me do as he had ordered. And I did just that, getting on my knees, without any question, maybe I could ask them later, maybe never, all I wanted was to get brutally fucked by a man I had spent my whole life dreaming to have.

“Woah!!“ I gawked at the size of his huge cock, no matter how big I tried to Imagine Mr Mattias cock would be, It was nothing to be compared to this, nothing close to any I have ever seen. Could someone give him an award for this?

“Now I want you to take my cock all in your mouth Shimma, take it all in,” his voice was rough.

I used both of my hands and wrapped it around his cock.

“Your hands feel good Shimma, c'mon wank me!“ He groaned, as I began to wank him with both hands.

“Use your saliva, Arghhhh!“ he threw his head backwards.

I spat on his huge cock, making it wet and slimy as I began to wank, this time it began making sloshing sounds.

“Oh! Shimma, you're even better than I had imagined, common! Faster!“ He groaned, his sea blue eyes filled with pleasure.

I kept spitting and wanking, until his legs could barely hold him anymore.

“Enough Shimma! take me in your mouth already, I want to know how good it gets,” he teased, giving me the devilish smirk as my mouth parted ways, opening up as wide as I could.

I spat on it once more, using my tongue to tease the tip of his hard cock as I felt his hand grip my hair.

“Oh! Shimma, you really never cease to amaze me,” he cursed.

I had only taken the head of his cock in my mouth, and I wasn't sure my mouth could take more.

He used his hand to push my head forward, taking more of his cock in my mouth, and slowly, I began to move my head in a back and forth motion.

“Fuck!“ he gripped my hair even tighter, as he began thrusting into my mouth.

“Mmmnn,” I moaned, his cock thrusting into my mouth as saliva began to drip down my mouth uncontrollably.

“Yeah! Suck on it, yes there, urghhh! devour it Shimma, devour it like I know you fucking want to, take it deep down your throat,” He cursed.

I liked the taste of his cock, I liked the way it felt in my mouth, I liked how it made my pussy yearn for something I knew this man could give me.

I rolled my eyes with pleasure, and I traced my pussy entrance under my short silky gown, adjusting my underwear, I dug two fingers into my juicy, slimy pussy and I began to thrust.

“Mnnnn,” I moaned again, as pleasure engulfed my whole body.

He yanked me backwards with my hair, I gasped, Wincing in pain. Looking up at his blue eyes, I knew I needed more, it was just the beginning.

“Fuck me please, I want your huge cock in me daddy, please!,” I pleaded like my life depended on it, it actually did.

“That's more like it,” he put both hands under my arms and lifted me up, I could barely stand right.

He sat me on his office table, this time he got down on his knees, I watched him loosen his tie, his eyes filled on my pussy that had almost soaked my underwear due to how wet I was.

“Take it off,” he commanded.

“Okay daddy,” I nodded submissively, removing my underwear and without warning he parted my leg, digging his tongue inside my juicy pussy.

“Ughrrrr!“ I moaned as he sucked the juices off my pussy.

“Mmmnn,” he groaned, I felt his tongue dig deeper and deeper, devouring every inch and corner of my pussy.

“Yes daddy, deeper, yes! Don't stop daddy, eat me up,” I held his head firmly, pushing it deeper, parting my legs wider, so he could take me all in his mouth. Gosh! Mr Mattias was so perfect at it, I rolled my eyes up and my whole body began to vibrate. Was this how it really was, I could have never imagined it to be this way, no matter how perfect I tried to create it in my head.

“Mr Mattias!“ I heard someone knock on his office door.

I Want You So! Bad.

“Mr Mattias,” the lady's voice called out again.

I picked up my underwear, wearing it hastily, adjusting my dress, while Mr Mattais knotted his tie properly.

“Come in!“ He yelled and slowly, the door flew open, revealing a curvy lady with sandy blonde hair.

“Good day Sir, These are the files you asked me to bring earlier,” she said, placing some papers on his table.

“Alright, leave,” He instructed. She turned to glance at me, eyeing me from head to toe, before walking out of his office.

“Shimma, I'll drive you home,” he stood up, picking up his phone and car key.

“Mr Mattias, About the job?“ I asked.

“Well, I'll think about it,” he said

While I was in the car with Mr Mattias, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what had happened at the office. Was I dreaming? Damn! if that stupid ass bitch hadn't interrupted, what would have been going on by now? No! I wasn't satisfied, and the way he was staring at me now, I knew he wasn't either.

Although he spoke nothing about what had happened, somehow, I could tell from the way he was constantly turning to glance at me, I knew he wanted more. Wait! I could feel his hand run through my thigh.

“You're driving,” I said, clearing my throat. Even though I didn't want him to stop, I still didn't want us to get involved in an accident.

“Shhhh, it doesn't matter, I'll be careful,” his husky voice made me part my legs as I felt his hand adjust my underwear.

“You're wet,” he smirked and I felt his hand tease my clits.

“arhh!“ I moaned, parting my legs widely.

“Fuck!“ He cursed softly.

“You're too sweet Shimma, I don't think I can stop myself from having you, shit!“ He began to thrust two of his fingers into my wet and slimy pussy.

He took off his hand, driving into a dark corner.

“I guess, we have some unfinished business,” he gave me a devious smile, the kind of smile that would make me wet even without being touched by him.

I looked down at his erected cock, swallowing hard.

“Common, take off your underwear,” he said in an authoritative tone, and I found myself doing so.

“I'm gonna eat you up right now,” he cursed, pulling me closer he bent and started devouring my pussy. My back ached and I screamed in pleasure, No! He didn't continue from where he stopped, he had started all over.

“Yes daddy, yes!“ I pressed his head into my pussy, I could feel his tongue, searching, exploring, devouring.

“Arhhhh,” I moaned, but he stopped, and instantly replaced it with two of his fingers.

“Fuck daddy, yes!,” I screamed, ohh this was way more than pleasure, I could already feel my soul leaving me.

“You like it?“ He said roughly.

“Yes daddy, I do,” I nodded as I threw my head backward, biting my lips tightly.

He looked at my boobs, my hardened nipples couldn't hide from my gown.

“I need to suck on those boobs,” he was still working on my pussy.

I was wearing an armless gown, I only had to pull down my gown and then my boobs could be his.

“I love those pink, hard, nipples, especially in a wet shirt,” he teased, gazing at my eyes before resting it back on my boobs.

He stopped fingering my pussy, obviously, he was now focused on my boobs. His right hand pressed my boobs while his left hand pinched my nipples.

“Mattias!“ I Moaned.

“I like the way you call my name,” he kept teasing me. I pressed my legs tightly, pressing in the urge to have his huge cock in me right that second. But something made him stop.

“Buzz!“

It was my phone ringing, shit!

“Take the call,” he sat up.

“No! I don't want this to stop,” I hesitated.

“He picked up his phone because it was also ringing.

“It's your dad, look, it's past ten, they might be worried,” he said.

“But, I'm not a kid anymore, why are they so overprotective,” I rolled my eyes. Damn! I was so pissed.

“I'll drive you home now,” he said and I began adjusting my dress again.

Mr Mattias drove into my building, I could see my mum and dad approaching the car.

“Honey, we were so worried, why weren't you picking up your call, I thought God forbid something had happened to both of you,” My mum yelled.

“I'm fine mum,” I said, ignoring them both, as I walked into the house.

“Did she pass the interview, is she fit for the position?“ I heard my father ask, but I couldn't hear his response, i was already inside the house.

I walked up to my bedroom, headed to the shower, after that I was called downstairs for dinner, but for some reason, I had lost my appetite.

I heard my phone ring, it was Mattias.

“Why was he calling me this late at night?“ I thought to myself.

“Hello,” I responded.

“Shimma,” he called, followed by the sound of his rough breathing.

“ I badly want you tonight, I want to have you,” he groaned.

“Me too,” I whispered.

“Let me in then,” he whispered softly.

“How,” I was confused.

“Open the door, so I could have you tonight,” quickly, I jumped off my bed heading to the door.

I opened the door and my eyes flew open in astonishment.

“Mr Mattias was standing in front of my door!“