The Disaster Diaries: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Apocalypse (5 page)

I saved the manuscript and opened the music player.

Pearl Jam was selected.

Lucy joined me on the bed, as I chilled out.

Today had been a good day and tonight I was meeting
Isabella. A naughty smile split my lips. Tonight was going to be a very good
night too.

Chapter
Nineteen: The Forum Post

***

Was this really happening? How come I have never
seen this person before? My eyes scanned along the forum post. This person had apparently
been posting topics on this prediction forum for nearly two years, but they
were few and far between. I gave my head a quick shake and re-read his post
again.

‘I don’t know who you are.’ The person wrote. ‘My
dreams are telling me to post my predictions on this forum and this forum only.
I don’t know why.’ Beneath his post were about twenty messages of people
swearing and insulting him. It appeared as if this was how the man started all
his forum topics. To this day not a single one of his predictions has come
true. ‘Here is my contact information.’ The person’s e-mail address was at the
end of the text, but the text was not a prediction. The person had uploaded a
painting to his forum post. It was a painting that he had done. This was his
prediction.

It was a picture of Lucy and me.

That was it.

It was the spitting image of me, and the dog was
Lucy.

It was like someone had taken a photograph and
uploaded it of us.

Why would this person do such a painting?

I opened up my e-mail box and copied and pasted the
person’s email. ‘Dear Sir or Madam, I don’t really know how to say this, but
the person in your painting is me. I don’t really understand why you are
painting a picture of me and my dog, but I can guarantee that the person in the
painting is me. If it is possible could you please explain why you painted it,
what does it mean, and could you tell me anything more about the things you
see? Any information would be much appreciated. Logan.’

I sent the e-mail.

It was a waiting game now.

Chapter
Twenty: First Impressions

***

I exhaled deeply in an attempt to calm my nerves. It
was finally happening. I was meeting Isabella. I sat in the front seat of my
car, as I had parked in the street at the end of her garden. She lived in a
pretty little cul-de-sac, which was only about two miles from my house. I had
text her to say that I had arrived. A warm glow filled my heart, as the front
door opened and she stepped out. My eyes were already on the move. Isabella
turned to lock the front door, which gave me a perfect view of her ass. Online
she looked stunning, but she was even more spectacular in person. Isabella was
wearing a tight red tube dress. It clung to her slender body and mapped out
every single curve. She looked like a model. The base of the dress stopped
about half-way down her smooth thighs. I couldn’t take my eyes off her elegant
legs, as she walked down her driveway. Did someone this beautiful actually
exist? The car door popped open and Isabella climbed into the front passenger
seat. The scent of summer flowed into my nostrils. She smelled good enough to
eat.

‘Hi,’ she said in her sweet voice.

‘Hi,’ I replied, with a smile of my own. ‘You look
amazing.’

Isabella giggled like some kind of school girl.

‘You look incredibly handsome.’

I couldn’t stop the blush from happening. I felt
like a teenager again. This woman was gorgeous.

‘I can’t believe you are here.’

My eyes betrayed me, as I glanced down at her tits.
They were practically spilling out the top of her dress. I looked up to find
Isabella watching me. She smiled a very cheeky smile, as she bit her bottom
lip. A wave of pressure headed down between my thighs. How could such a simple
gesture turn me on so much?

‘There is something we have to do,’ she told me.

‘There is?’

‘Yes. I said I would do it when I met you.’

She started to lean towards me. My heart was beating
at a hundred miles an hour. It felt like a war drum playing within my chest.
Was I really going to kiss this sensational woman? My question was answered by
her lips. Butterflies fluttered within the depths of my stomach at the sweet
kiss. This was like a dream come true. No. This was better than a dream. I
never dreamed of anyone this sexy. I was the one that turned the kiss into
something naughty. I opened my mouth and welcomed her tongue inside. Isabella
gave out a cute little moan, as I titled my head to one side and started to
devour her. We shared a long deep lustful kiss. Her tongue was practically down
the back of my throat. We forced our lips together, as our heads tilted this
way and that. A wave of tingles ran down the full length of my spine at the
feel of her hand upon my thigh. Isabella was wasting no time in finding the
thing she was after. Her fingers began to tease the bulge beneath my trousers.
I was already hard. Unconsciously, I stroked my hand up the side of her firm
body. I was half expecting her to pull away, or slap my hand. I cupped her
breast within the palm of my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Her tits felt
amazing.

‘Logan.’ She pulled back from the kiss.

‘Yes?’

‘Can we go on the date another night?’

Horror struck me like a nuclear explosion in the
face. Had I ruined this already?

‘Y-yeah,’ I stuttered a reply.

‘Good.’ She smiled an angelic smile. ‘I really do
want to go out with you properly. I know we planned to go out to a bar, grab
something to eat, watch a movie, but we can do that another night.’ Her sweet
expression was replaced by something darker. I could see the storm of lust
behind the windows of her soul. A cheeky grin climbed her face. ‘I am just so
fucking horny right now.’ I swallowed down the lump in my throat. Did she just
say what I thought she said? ‘Let’s go inside and I will suck your nice hard
cock.’ What possible reply could I say to that? ‘I have been thinking about
fucking you since the day we first spoke. I really thought I would be able to
control myself, but you are so good looking and such a good fucking kisser. Do
you want to come inside and fuck me?’

‘Yes.’

I looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a
truck.

Isabella giggled. ‘This is going to be so much fun.’

Chapter
Twenty-One: Dream Come True

***

‘Fuck!’ I moaned in a desperate voice.

Isabella giggled with a mouthful.

I was sitting on the edge of her double bed, as she
knelt on the floor between my thighs. She looked up at me with those piecing
brown eyes. It was like was she staring straight into my soul. Isabella sucked
passionately on the tip of my throbbing cock. I had never had a blow job like
this. She was a natural. The way she dragged her lips across the crown was making
my brain melt. Her talented tongue was dancing all around my dick. Carefully,
she cradled and massaged my balls with her left hand. I was losing my mind. It
was a sensory overload. Little bursts of pleasure were popping within my
stomach with each sensual suck of my cock. I stroked one hand through her
gorgeous hair, whilst reaching down and squeezing her tits with the other.
Isabella pulled down the front of her tube dress. I nearly came right there and
then. The sight of her stunning breasts nearly made me lose all self-control.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. I rolled her erect nipple between my thumb and
forefinger. Isabella let out a long pleasing sigh.

She began to bob her head in quick succession.

‘Fuck!’ I called out into the silent house.

Isabella was sucking me off hard and fast. A warm
pressure began to build between my thighs. Waves of pleasure rippled throughout
my body. I was already so close. She had only been giving me a blow job for a
couple of minutes and already I was close. I breathed deeply through my open
mouth, as I looked down into the windows of her soul. She must have seen the
look of agonising delight upon my face. Isabella gripped the shaft with her
free hand. She jerked the base of my cock hard and fast, as she sucked
passionately upon the tip.

‘Just like that,’ I told her, ‘keep going.’

Isabella did not disappoint.

‘You look so beautiful.’ She really did. ‘I am going
to cum, baby. I am going to cum.’

My hips jolted and then it happened. My cock erupted
within her mouth. Isabella moaned erotically through her nose. She continued to
suck me off. My entire body seemed to tingle. I could feel my toes curling and
my eyes rolling back into my head. Every single muscle in my body was locked in
a state of euphoria. The sensation between my legs was indescribable. It was
like a firework display of ecstasy. Isabella sucked harder and swallowed down
the contents of her mouth. Was there anything hotter than that? This gorgeous
woman had just swallowed down a mouthful of cum.

‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,’ I chanted the words over
and over again.

Both of my hands were now upon her head. I had
handfuls of her hair, as I pulled her into me. This was too much for my body to
handle, but I didn’t want it to stop. It was amazing. My hips were squirming,
as if they had a mind of their own. The feeling within my body was bordering on
the edge of torture. I could feel all the energy being sucked out of the core
of my being. I was at my limit. I couldn’t handle much more of this. Isabella’s
talented lips had defeated me.

She pulled back and I fell from her mouth.

A deep manly groan echoed throughout the silent
house.

I gasped for air, as I fell backwards onto the bed.

I could hear Isabella giggling. ‘Did that feel
good?’

‘Fuck, yeah,’ I replied, ‘I don’t think I have sworn
this much in years.’

‘I loved the look on your face.’ Isabella got to her
feet. I watched in awe, as she hitched up the base of her dress. She wasn’t
wearing any panties. I nearly swallowed my tongue. Her glistening pussy was
right before my eyes. ‘How about you do something for me?’ I licked my lips in
anticipation.

Chapter
Twenty-Two: Confusion

***

Isabella and I were naked on the bed. I was on my
side, a hair’s length from her face, as she rested on her side. Her breasts
were pressed up against my chest. The feel of her warm skin upon mine was so
intoxicating. One of her legs was placed over my hips. The tip of my erect cock
was pressed up against the soaking wet slit of her pussy.

‘Just do it for a moment,’ she whispered.

‘But I have only done this with my ex-girlfriend,’ I
admitted.

‘I know, but it will feel so good.’

‘I don’t doubt that, but maybe we should wait.’

‘I know that is the safe thing to do, but I want to
fuck you so bad.’

‘Don’t you have any condoms in the house?’

‘I don’t have any. Didn’t you bring any?’

‘I didn’t think we would get this far. I wasn’t sure
you would like me.’

‘Silly. I am crazy about you. Just push your cock
inside me for a moment.’

‘It’s dangerous.’

‘I know, but I want to feel you inside me. I won’t
fuck you. I just want to feel you skin on skin.’

I knew I shouldn’t do this, but Isabella had some
kind of power over me. This gorgeous woman could most likely make me do
anything. I pushed my hips forward slightly. I could feel the tip of my cock
opening her up. Isabella gave out a gasp, as he face turned into a mask of
lust. My cock slipped into her tight wet pussy. The feel of her warmth was
amazing. I could feel her pussy gripping me, as I was inside her.

‘I have dreamt of this feeling,’ she told me. Her
breathing was deep. ‘Fuck me.’

‘Isabella, you know this is dangerous.’ I don’t know
who I was trying to convince. I was already subtly rolling my hips. I would
have to make sure I pulled out before I climaxed. I could do that, right? It
was then that I sound reached my ears. It was the sound of the front door
opening. I could hear a bag being dropped down onto the floor.

‘Oh no...’ Isabella muttered.

‘What?’

‘It’s my husband.’

My heart cracked like a mirror.

‘You are married?’

‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.’ We could hear
movement downstairs. A cold shiver ran down my spine, as a knot twisted in my
tummy. This couldn’t be happening. Tell me she wasn’t serious. ‘You have to get
out of here. If he finds you he will kill us both.’

‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ I whispered.