"Ariel Gallery, the one just before the pizza shop."
Adrian described demonstrating with his hands to the cab driver."You mean the one at Third, Clarkson Street?""Exactly." He affirmed."Alright, it's 10 dollars." Adrian paid him and got into the car.On arrival at the gallery, Adrian alighted from the car, taking a moment to appreciate the sheer size of the building from the outside. It was a massive, high-priced structure. The large entrance had people walking in and out in impressive numbers, with the majority of its customers being high school students.While inside the building, Adrian stopped to stare and squint searchingly, then immediately noticed the straight-backed figure of his best friend, Joel Howey. He was a worker here. He was standing in a corner, talking spiritedly with another man who seemed to be a customer whom he was trying to convince to buy one of the dangling artistic portraits around."Just take a step back. Alright, cool. Alright, look at it from this angle. Can you now see the majesty of the whole thing? And the good thing about it is you can put it anywhere."“Hi homeboy,” Adrian hailed from behind him, and Joel turned sharply mildly surprised to see him."AD, my man. It’s been ages.” He said jocularly as they shook hands.“Nonsense, was it your ghost I saw last week at the club?” Adrian asked and laughed.“Don’t mind me, bro; please say hello to Mr. Collins here,” Joel said, pointing to the middle-aged man Adrian had met him with.“How do you do, sir?” Adrian greeted.“Very well, thank you.” He responded."Homeboy, this customer of mine was actually intending to buy this landscape painting, but apparently he is still nursing doubts,” Joel explained.Adrian paused for a moment thoughtfully before he said, "You know, man, I think I've got something similar to this at home." Adrian said, turning to the man."Really?" he asked."Yeah, sure," he said, pulling out his smartphone."Take a look at this.” The man peeped at some of the photographs of similar-looking landscape portraits in his phone gallery."I think the beauty of this kind of art is that it is hardly about where you put it but how you look at it. Look at this one I showed you just now. It's the first thing I see in the mornings. You know that feeling of reading a really good story or poem, or better yet, after having really good sex.""Inner peace," Adrian whispered and smiled."Like blue-remembered hills." The man asked with a knowing expression."Yeah, yes, exactly like Blue Remembered Hills." Adrian concurred with a nod."I think I get what you mean; I guess I'll just pay and try your routine.""Then get ready to thank me," Adrian assured. Joel gazed at both men, unable to hide his disbelief, until the moment the man went to the cashier to run the transaction and make his purchase. Before he went closer to Adrian to whisper,“AD, this feels like a movie. Are you sure you’re human, bro? You are so good with this stuff.”Adrian proceeded outside with the man. Both of them even went on to exchange business contacts outside the hall. When Adrian came back, he told him that their talks had even gone past just art and that the guy partly owned a hospitality firm and had even offered him a multimillion-dollar contract.Some hours later, when Adrian and Joel left for his office at the bar, after they had taken seats, Joel observed him one more time, like some paranormal being.“Adrian, back at the gallery, you know, it wasn’t an easy thing you did there, to be honest. I’ve been trying to convince that same Mr. Collins to buy some pieces, for God knows how long, and you just breeze in from nowhere and he buys and hands you such a deal on a platter. Just tell me it’s sorcery so I can give my mind some rest.”Adrian laughed and said, “I wish it were.”Then, more seriously, Joel drew closer to him and said it almost in a whisper."Boy, since you’re so good at this, I wonder what you’re doing here at the club. I think you’re bigger than this; you should take things more seriously.”Adrian cleared his throat. "Joel, you of all people should understand me better and not ask this kind of question.”Then Joey looked at him for a while, readjusted, and said, "Hmm, well, if you say so, it’s all good.” He shrugged. After a while, she started to speak again, but in a very low tone."Anyway, bro, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you."“What’s that?”“You see, to be really candid, man, why I followed you here is because I’m in grave need of cash. Seriously, the only business sustaining my family, that is my wife’s clothing store, is on the brink of failing. Life hasn’t been easy with your homeboy, to be honest.”Adrian was silent for a while, then, almost as a reflex, he flipped the checkbook lying on the desk open and began to write on it. When he was done with that, he tore off the paper slip he had written on from the book and handed it over to Joey.“Take it," he said."What's that?” Joey inquired."Take it and see for yourself.”Joel collected it and found that Adrian had written him a check for $5 million. "Fuck! He couldn’t help but swear.“Keep it down, bro,” Adrian whispered.“Thank you so much, Adrian.” He said, falling to his knees."Honestly, man, I don't know what I would have done without you.” And in that instant, the urge to cry surged within. He tried to control it, but it was too late. His eyelids were streaming with tears. He transferred the check to his left hand and tried wiping his face with the right. Adrian got up to help him."Stop the tears, man. You’re family; what I do for you, I do for myself.” He said, tapping at his shoulder."I fucking love you, bro,” Joey said, getting up and wiping his face finally.“Bless up, man.” He said again, in appreciation, joining both palms together.Later that night, at the club, He proceeded to his office, and some minutes after his entry, Victoria, a seductive-looking worker serving in the club, walked into his office. Victoria was a 20-year-old girl he was fond of fucking whenever he needed a quickie at work. She once told him he was the only guy who could make her squirt even during quickies, and she sometimes imagined what he would do to her in a one-night stand. After a number of their encounters, she nicknamed him Buffalo.She told him she came to look for some plastic chairs in the office while she was searching.Adrian was staring deeply at her. She felt his eyes on her body and turned, only to see him gazing intently at her. Then she smiled invitingly and started to approach him slowly. When she got close, she said, “You look hungry, my buffalo," before going over to sit on his lap. He felt the curves of her body with his fingers and forcefully grabbed her breasts and buttocks. She let out a dry moan, then they started to kiss deeply. He freed her breasts from her brassieres, inserting his hand beneath her skirt to drag off her pants.The deeper the kiss, the more it began to trigger memories of Scarlett. He thought about the position he saw her in that morning; he wanted to feel the creases of her fleshy body; he wanted to touch her; and he wanted to fuck her mercilessly.At that moment, the door to his office was flung open, and to his shock, Scarlett had marched in. Victoria quickly leaped to her feet and hurriedly picked up her clothes to cover up her exposed body. While Adrian stared back wordlessly.“Are we going for a threesome now?” Victoria asked with a smile, a glimmer of triumph in her eyes."Leave now,” Adrian shouted at Victoria, who was already on her way out.Scarlett smiled mockingly, “Dad, I thought you only do mature women? Are you cheating on my mom with a young woman around my age?”Adrian sat beside Scarlett in her car as she drove them back home. He had not wanted to, but she had made a subtle threat about calling her mom to inform her if he refused. Adrian sat silently and woodenly on the passenger’s seat, looking straight ahead, stiffened not by guilt but by the fear of his agenda being thwarted because of some stupid, avoidable mistake he made.Scarlet, on the other hand, had turned to observe him. Casually sizing him up again, inwardly grateful that she had caught him red-handed in his deceit. Although she didn’t want to admit it to herself earlier, she knew the lie he told her in the morning about being attracted to only women who were in her mother’s age bracket had gotten to her. She had almost started doubting if he was truly the one she had met at the club, but thanks to this development, she had no more reason to fear; the lady she had met with him at his office had even appeared a bit younger than her. So this was enough proof that he was definitely
Adrian sat limply in his office, thinking about the string of occurrences that had taken place earlier. How close everything he had spent the last few months trying to build had come crashing down."No." He exclaimed, letting out a sigh, rubbing his hands on his head, and roughening the hair around his scalp.After the pause, his mind, in spite of his thoughts, went back to the most remarkable thing that stood out from the rest, which was his make-out experience with Scarlett.He closed his eyes, thinking about the gaze from her enchanting eyes, the lemonade scent of her breath, the soft feel of her succulent breasts, the taste of her tongue in his mouth, and the deep callow sound of her moan in his ears that moment when he grabbed her butt.He shifted on his seat as he felt a rush of blood around his groin."Not again, Adrian," he said.His mind was going back again and again to Scarlett. There was something tempting about her.
Vivian sat on the aeroplane, looking down through the window at the floating masses of clouds drifting serenely beneath.The plane was so much higher up in the sky now, so the rooftops of the houses were no longer in view. She flexed the gold watch on her wrist to check the time; it was exactly half past 7 p.m.In about 30 minutes to an hour, she will be at the Vegas Executive Hotel in Las Vegas meeting with her newest hook-up interest, Rod2020; that was his profile name. He had suggested they meet up at that particular hotel, and she had agreed. His profile picture on the dating site where they connected showed he was perhaps in his 30s and quite tall and good-looking. However, he was nothing compared to Adrian, and she was not sure he was even going to be as good in bed as Adrian was.Since she became an adult up until her current age, only Adrian had ever made her reach orgasm three times in one single night; not even George, Scarlett's father when he w
Adrian sat at the back of the taxi on his way to the exquisiteHotel de Fernandez. It was the usual place Vivian and himself had set up to meet up whenever she was back from her numerous foreign trips outside the city, or sometimes if they just felt like having a wild night.So when he received Vivian’s message, which stated that she had arrived from Las Vegas some hours ago and even forwarded the room number she was in to him, room 317, He immediately booked a cab to take him to the hotel, knowing fully well that Vivian must already be sick and hungry for him.A few minutes into the trip, his phone beeped, showing a missed call notification from Scarlett."Don't you ever get tired?” He murmured to himself, with tired lines etched on his forehead.The taxi driver looked at him from the rearview mirror."Did you say something, sir?"“Hunh?” He made a curious, absent-minded sound before he quickly waved and said,"Don't wor
Adrian's large hand grabbed her rear forcefully, withdrawing his mouth from her."Take off your clothes," Adrian commanded, and a smile appeared on her lips, forgetting all that Adrian was saying before he started kissing her hungrily."Are you going to fuck me really hard?"She giggled, slowly slipping off her crop top in a teasing manner and locking her eyes with him while biting her lip seductively. He watched her with lustful eyes, and she smirked. She removed her lacy bra, leaving her standing in only her red pants.Adrian undid the top buttons of his shirt, exposing his well-defined body, and making Scarlett lick her lips even more. He dragged her close to him, and instantly his mouth latched onto her nipple. The swirling pattern of his tongue made her cry out in pleasure."Adrian!" she moaned, loading in the ecstasy of pleasure he had given her.He pushed her onto the long couch and slowly started licking her nipples down to her navel. On reaching her pussycat, he bit her clito
"Here's your phone," Vivian said, her voice light as she handed Adrian's phone back to him, a warm smile playing on her lips.Adrian's relief was palpable as he quickly checked the messages, discovering a naughty picture from Scarlett that stirred a potent mix of attraction and anger within him.Vivian, noticing the change in Adrian's demeanor, leaned in with a teasing grin."Anything interesting on that phone of yours?"He maintained composure and simply replied, "Nothing you need to worry about.""Okay, baby," Vivian said, returning to preparing for work as Adrian went to sit on the bed, still staring at his phone.It was sexy; he couldn't deny that. But what the fuck was wrong with Scarlett? He questioned himself in his mind as his anger rose again.With her eyes sparkling with affection, she approached Adrian with a tender smile as she prepared to leave for work."Adrian, I hate to leave you, but duty calls. Promise me you'll take care of yourself today." Vivian stated, walking ov
Scarlett stepped onto the college campus with a mix of anticipation and anxiety coursing through her veins. It was her first day, and the absence of her friend Lily left her feeling a bit isolated. The bustling crowd of students, each wrapped up in their own conversations, heightened her sense of solitude.As she made her way through the crowd, she couldn't help but notice the stares she received. Whispers and hushed comments followed her, emphasizing the attention her attractive features garnered. Her hot and sexy body, paired with a strikingly pretty face, seemed to be the center of curiosity and admiration."Who's that? She's smoking hot.""Seriously, have you ever seen someone so pretty?" Guys murmured.Ignoring the unabashed gazes, Scarlett pulled up the school map on her phone. She navigated through the labyrinth of buildings, finally finding her department, business management.Determined to focus on her studies, she headed towards the first lecture hall listed on her schedule.
Scarlett paced around her penthouse, frustration evident in her furrowed brow. Her attempts to call Adrian had been met with the cold reality of being blocked. The silence on the other end of the line echoed the growing distance between them. She missed him, and the worry gnawed at her.Determined to bridge the gap, Scarlett decided to call her mother. Vivian answered after a few rings, her voice laced with tiredness."Hello, Scarlett. What is it now?" Her tone was one of indifference."Mom, I need a few things from home that I forgot. Could you please find a way to bring them over? Please?"Scarlett tried to keep her desperation hidden. Her mother hesitated for a moment, weighing the request."Why can't you get them yourself? It's not my responsibility to cater to your forgetfulness.""It's important, and I really need those things. I promise I won't bother you with anything else," she pleaded, sounding desperate.Vivian sighed audibly, conceding with a reluctant agreement. "Fine, I'