Chapter 315
After sending them off, I didn't bounce right away. Instead, I saw something that blew my mind. Grace started stripping down, first her stockings, then her underwear.
Linda started cracking up and joined in!
I gulped hard.
Holy crap, they were definitely wasted. They probably thought they were home alone.
But man, was I wrong.
After Linda ditched her stockings, she gave me this sultry look and motioned with her finger, "Wanna join us?"
Was she for real?
Or was this some kind of setup?
If it was a trap, was it worth it?
In a flash, I got it—drunk people do crazy stuff.
Should I go for it or not?
Hell yeah, I should!
I wasn't scared at all.
I whipped out my phone and started recording. If it was a trap, she'd freak out when she saw the phone.
But nope, she just struck a super sexy pose, "Make sure you get my good side!"
Now I knew for sure, she was totally hammered.
After mixing three kinds of booze, not being drunk would be weird.
Grace grabbed her hand and led her inside, disappearing into the bathroom, and I could hear the water running!
Outside the door, my head was spinning.
I was filming and barely keeping it together.
I thought, tonight's the night.
This video was the leverage I needed.
With this, Linda wouldn't dare mess with me anymore.
They were messing around inside, and then the door opened. Grace actually pulled me in to join them.
Damn, it was really annoying.
But all the clothes were covered in puke, so I had to shower. But what about clean clothes?
Screw it, I didn't care, I just flirted with them.
So, is this how rich women live?
I gotta say, both of them had killer bodies, almost identical. Grace had a bright rose tattoo on her chest, and Linda had one on her lower back.
The message was pretty clear.
Good thing I'd already gotten off a few times today, or I wouldn't have been able to resist. Even though I had a natural reaction, my desire wasn't that strong.
But teasing them? Totally doable.
Before long, they hit their peak under my touch.
It was their honor to climax because of me.
After rinsing off, they drunkenly dragged me to the bedroom.
The bedroom was pink and fancy. The bed was huge, not just for two people, but even six or seven wouldn't feel cramped.
It was custom-made.
Unbelievably soft, and the smell was intoxicating!
Then Linda opened a box and pulled out all kinds of toys.
That night was hands down the craziest night of my life!
Their flirting made porn look tame.
I couldn't resist, but using a condom was a must.
It felt like a dream.
Just yesterday, I was stressing about how to deal with Linda, and then that night, she got wasted, and I caught her in the act. Damn, I hooked up with them.
It felt like a dream!
I was wiped out after that, my legs were shaking.
For the first time, I felt like my body couldn't keep up, the first time I felt weak.
Too much sex made me uncomfortable, and I didn't feel like doing it again for a while.
Of course, the effect was clear as day—they totally gave in, whether they were sober or plastered, I had no clue.
It was a total mess.
They'd passed out. Grace was even snoring. I checked the time. It was already 1 AM.
I was starving.
I rummaged through the fridge outside. Luckily, there was bread, milk, and some fruit.
After scarfing it all down, I felt human again. Sex really burns a lot of energy.
I checked the videos—shot six segments, almost two hours long. Then I deleted the originals from my phone and uploaded them to the cloud.
After all that, I suddenly felt lost.
I slapped my face. Why couldn't I keep it together when it mattered?
What now?
Would they remember everything that went down tonight when they woke up tomorrow?
If they did, what would they do?
Call the cops?
Probably not, it would be a huge scandal, and Steven wouldn't let it slide.
Not calling the cops, but she'd definitely come after me privately.
I had the video. Looked like I didn't need to be scared!
I went back to the bedroom, packed up all my stuff, leaving no trace behind, then left wearing my stinky clothes.
I found a trash can, dumped all my clothes and shoes in it, keeping only my underwear!
Back home, I still felt empty.
That drained feeling sucked. I swore off sex for a while.
Lying on the bed, watching the cloud videos, it was wild.
Linda was seriously seductive.
And Grace, her skills were top-notch. Hooking up with them was super comfortable.
But I was also a bit freaked out, worried about the fallout the next day.
With a nervous heart, I fell asleep in a daze.
The next day, my legs felt better, but my back was still sore.
I drove to Skyliho Group. Linda had drunk so much, she probably wouldn't wake up until noon.
As soon as I walked into the office, Amelia came over, "Where were you last night?"
I sighed, "I took her somewhere, waited outside all night, my legs are killing me."
As I said this, she didn't suspect a thing. Instead, she tenderly held my face, soothing my wounded soul with her warm red lips.
She kissed me while unbuttoning my pants.
I gulped, "I was too wiped out yesterday, not in the mood, maybe next time. The quality of semen isn't great right now, let's wait for next time."
She took it seriously, then stood up and gave me a massage. These days were pretty chill.
After a while, Katherine called me over.
"You'll come with me somewhere later."
I was curious, "Where are we going?"
"You'll see when we get there."
Seeing her mysterious look, I didn't push it.
Soon, the car stopped at the Infinity Peak Building, "What are we doing here?"
"Just follow me."
Katherine wore big sunglasses, almost covering half her face.
The elevator stopped on the 17th floor, and as soon as we got out, I saw a few big words on the wall, "Visionary Media Group!"
I was stunned. My gut told me this company had a lot to do with Katherine.
Upon entering, there were two sweet-looking girls at the front desk, "Ms. Katherine, hello!"
At that, my guess seemed spot on.
But why call her Ms. Katherine?
I didn't quite get it.
The office was pretty big, about 0.06 hectares, a medium-sized media company, and everyone inside was dressed in suits, with a lot of people in the office area.
Along the way, employees kept greeting Katherine.
We arrived at the innermost large office, she pushed the door open, and I saw the sign on the door, "General Manager's Office!"
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