Bombay Mixx (9 page)

The
drinks
came and went and the confidence grew by the minute.

There was a small dance floor where a few people were dancing so we decided to join them. Drunken dancing is always fun. Nobody is in time with the music and every song is, ‘your song’.

As we danced to some 90s pop, Terrance Trent Da
r
by, ‘Sign your name’ came on and flashbacks of my ex boyfriend came flooding back and I started to get tearful, ‘Neets, what’s wrong?’ Angus asked whilst holding my shoulders in a concerned manner
.
‘
S
orry I’m just being silly! It just reminds me of my ex that’s all
,
’ I cried. He looked at me in surprised and held me
.
‘
Y
ou
’
r
e
not being silly. But why are you crying over him? He let
you
go so he’s the stupid one! If I had something as precious as you I would never let it go
,
’ he whispered.

I moved away from him and he looked down at me.

There was no laughter anymore just an intense glare from both
sides
.

I l
ooked away and he softly moved m
y face towards his and leaned down to kiss me.

It was slow and soft, very much like Sarah’s, however I didn’t pull away and the intensity got more severe.

It felt like I was on fire.

Every touch was like a piercing prod on my skin but it felt nice, no better than nice
,
it felt great.

I pulled away to get some breath. In the heat of the moment I blurted out, ‘let’s go back to mine’. Without a second thought, he went to the bar to get his card, we rushed outside, hailed a taxi, continued to kiss in the back of the car without a second thought for the driver and was back at the flat in 10 minutes.

As we kissed all the way up the stairs, I prayed everyone had gone out, however it was
midnight
now so they could be just getting back but my pray
ers
were answered and as we burst in, we had the flat to ourselves.

With this knowledge, we began ripping each other’s clothes off.

Off went the jackets and shirts, then went the shoes and trousers (my skirt was slightly more tricky as there was a catch, then the zip
,
but Angus
ripped
it open and I can’t believe I actually didn’t care that he broke my skirt!) and finally we were just in our underwear and in my bedroom.

I was very happy that I managed to clean up before I went to work this morning because dirty knickers or roaming tampons
packets
were not a turn on not matter how much alcohol we had consumed!

He had a brief look around then threw me on the bed.

God, I wanted him so badly.

And I could see he really wanted me too.

Whilst kissing
my lips
, he took off my bra and continued to kiss down from my mouth, onto my neck
. In the midst of the kisses they developed into the biting of my neck like he’d been watching ‘Queen of the Damned’ and taking graphic notes (this made
me groan as that is the spot which is a major turn on if a man can do it right and he was definitely doing it very right) and
continued to kiss
down to my breasts.
I laid back and enjoyed the raw sexual heat which was being generated from all of his passion and ran my fingers through his hair as I softly guided his head further down my body.
  

He continued to kiss down to my knickers and pulled them off with his teet
h, ‘Oh my God, I think I’ve cum
about 20 times and we haven’t even had sex yet
,
’ I thought to myself as he continued to kiss in the knickers region!

After a few minutes he came back up to my face and panted, ‘I haven’t even started with you yet
.
’ A shot of pure excitement stormed through me and I threw him down and reciprocated his foreplay for me by kissing him from his mouth down to his boxer shorts but instead of pulling them off with my teeth, I used my hands (to speed up the process of getting them off) and saw the crown jewels!

He was very well endowed.

Not too big but big enough to know there would be no complaints from me!

I looked at him with a seductive look and started to play with it. He started to moan so I decided to step it up and I went down and started to kiss it slowly.

He guided my head as he ran his hands through my hair then I started to stroke it and he started groaning more deeply.

After a few minutes, I looked up and saw this animal aggression in his eyes and he got up threw me onto the bed, lifted both my legs and we started to have hot, sweaty, fast sex.

He threw me from
the
missionary
position
to holding me in the air
,
then up
against the wall and after 20 minutes, we both fell into a heap on the bed, puffing and panting.

‘Water
,
’ I managed to get out before he nodded in agreement and I went to get the bottle and two glasses.

We drank the water and I lay in his arms for the rest of the night.

I didn’t even hear
Anya, Gabrielle and Amelia come home as we were in a sex coma and wouldn’t come back to reality until the alarm clock threw us out of our drunken state at
6.45am
!

**********

‘Oh shit. I need to get a fresh suit before work
,
’ Angus announced as he tried to get out of bed but his head was screaming for him to lie back down so he didn’t argue
.
‘
U
uuurrgh. This is not a good feeling, right now
,
’ he continued as I tried to gain focus.

We looked at each other, smiled and got out of bed.

I checked that the coast was clear and Angus sneaked into the bathroom with me
.
‘
O
k. So I’ll get a shower first and then hand it over to you. I’ll be two seconds. Amelia’s boyfriend left some shampoo, shower gel and stuff over there so you can use that, ok?’ I asked as I threw him a towel and got into the shower.

There was a pause and I assumed he was okay with
the
arrangement so I got into the shower and started to wash. It wasn’t until I felt Angus washing my back that I realised he
wanted
a joint shower so we started to wash each other. Then we star
ted to kiss which ended in a nice shower sex session which really woke both of us up
.

Even though it was a quickie it certainly set me up for the day.

He left before me and was only spotted by Amelia who thought he was the delivery man as she was still drunk from last night a
nd was being distracted by Geron
’s breakfast requests.

Geron was Amelia’s French boyfriend.

They have been seeing each other since I moved into the flat but it only became serious recently and I was very happy about this as he was an architect, creative like Amelia and it is apparent to all that they love each other but Amelia is taking her time as she seems to be afraid to commit to him fully, as he still lives in Paris but wants her to move in with him so they can be together properly.

Going to work this morning wasn’t as much of a chore as it usually is so when I literally skipped into the office I was interrogat
ed
by Brian first with his theories of who I got ‘laid’ by and Ann’s distaste
of
my extra slow condition
.
‘I hope you haven’t been out partying again last night as we have a very busy day today. Mr Arndale’s certificates were not for the correct shares and he’s threatening to sue if we do not correct it in a day
! H
e needs an update by
midday
so amongst all the other accounts we will be working on, his takes priority, ok?’ Ann demanded as she regarded me as a drunken pop star at a nunnery.

I just nodded slowly as I realised I needed to conserve my energy to staying awake and not be sick.

I got to my desk and proceeded to get
ready
for the working day ahead.


      
Phone messages?
Check
.


      
Post?
Check
.


      
Emails?
Check

Then I saw one from Angus and I tried not to open it too fast as he had set it up to send him a message when I ha
d
opened it so I went to get a coffee, have a five minute catch up with Brian then I
pressed the button
,

‘Hey Gorgeous, I had a fantastic time last night. You
’
r
e
one hell of a woman and really hope it wasn’t a one night affair as I think we could have something special here.

Yours always,

Angus. Xx’

A shiver we
nt through me as flashbacks of last night
came into my head and although parts were very limited, the film was still watch-able in my head! I looked up into his office after I read it and he smiled and waved to which I replied with a smile.

Ann made sure I had no Angus time throughout the day as she piled more work on me at every given opportunity
.
Angus was busy in meetings and on a business lunch so I had no outlet for my boredom until I had a phone call from Amelia
.
‘
H
ey babe, whatcha doin?’ she asked as though she hadn’t just called me at work
.
‘I’m working hun, why what’s up?’ I responded whilst continuing to go through some files
.
‘
W
ell, how about you join me, Anya and Gabrielle
at
a fashion show my boss has got me tickets for? We could go for drinks in central
London
first and then hit there for about
8ish
?’ she squeaked as the excitement was taking over. ‘Well I have no plans and it is Friday
,
’ I thought as I agreed and started to try to figure out what was in my wardrobe.

With the thought of seeing skinny models walking
down
a runway with next to nothing on, I decided to avoid the chocolate brownie at lunch and just plump for a banana instead.

5 o’ clock came slowly but I passed the completed files to Ann and wished her a good weekend
.
‘
Y
ou have a good weekend too and try not to drink too much
,
’ she added before I headed to the lifts.

Before I got in, my mobile phone got a message so I waited for the next lift so I could read it
.
‘
H
ey beautiful, can I see you tonight?’ it was Angus! My stomach churned and I replied, ‘I have plans but I should be available after
midnight
if that isn’t
too late?’ I got into the lift
and as soon as I got out he had sent another message, ‘perfect, just get a taxi to Golders Green station and I’ll pick you up. See you later then sexy. X
.
’ I grinned with excitement and continued home.

As soon as I got thr
ough
the door I could tell it was going to be an interesting night!

I opened the door and immediately heard Gabrielle screaming, ‘who stole my hair straighteners? Own up now or else I’m looking through every room!’ I scanned the room and saw Amelia trying to calm her down whilst Anya didn’t look up from painting a fresh coat of
red on her toe nails. ‘Ahhh Ni
ta
,
’ she purred as she hopped towards me with a suspicious smile on her face.