Sex Toy: Dildo

SATURDAY MORNING, Zero needs to work because of the pile of documents that needs his signatures. He’s not that workaholic and seldom works on Saturday and these are really unusual for him. Puzzled, he just continued what he was doing when his secretary came inside his office… with the woman whom he knows.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Cohen but she insisted to come in—”
Zero just nodded which makes his secretary stop talking, bowed his head, and exited the office.
Tilda flashed her seductive smirk and walked toward him. Zero crossed his arms in front of his chest as he leaned on the backrest of his swivel chair.
“What brings you here?” he asked.
Tilda walked closer and leaned on the side of his table and smiled, seductively.
Zero smirked.
“Visiting you. And also wanted to invite you for a coffee,” Tilda replied.
Zero scoffed. “Do you think I have time for those?”
Tilda let out a flirtatious chuckle. “Oh, come on, Zero. I knew you. And it’s surprising that you also worked on weekends,” she uttered.
Zero unclasped his arms and grabbed his pen on the side of his PC. “Habit change,” he replied simply.
Tilda bit her lower lip and approaches him, she tried to touch him but Zero spat her hand away and glared at her which makes Tilda laugh even louder.
“Oh, Zero you used to love my touch. And even crave for my—” she didn’t finish her words when Zero stood up, grabbed her in the arm, and pierced his eyes into hers.
“You should have known that past is past,” he uttered, jaw clenched.
However, Tilda just smirked and moved closer to him. “Really?” she uttered and suddenly grabbed Zero in his crotch which angered Zero.
He gritted his teeth and dragged her out of his office—he opened the door and pushes Tilda outside of his office.
“You really think we’re the same as before? Look,” he pinched the bridge of his nose, “if you’re here to win me back, I’m sorry but I don’t use what I’ve already thrown away—” he didn’t finish his words when a hand landed in his face which makes it turned to the side.
Zero looked at her, shutting a glare.
“Remember this, Zero. I will do my best to have you again!” she exclaimed.
Zero scoffed. “Not a single chance,” he uttered.
Tilda formed a sly smirk on his lips. “Try me.”
Zero pierced his eyes one more time on her before he turned his back and enter his office.
Tilda’s mouth parted, feeling dismayed and annoyed. As she can’t do anything, she then left.
Inside Zero’s office, he punched his desk as he glanced past through the window, clenching fists. His chest moved up and down, inhaling and exhaling deeper breaths just to calm himself.
He badly wanted to slap Tilda’s face earlier but he tried his best to control his anger. “Damn it!” he cursed and then grabbed the wireless telephone on his desk and dialed a number.
In just three rings, the person on the line picked up his call.
“Baby…” he muttered, trying to let out a gentle voice despite the anger he was feeling right now. It was Isla whom he called.
“Let’s have dinner later,” he uttered. “Yes. I’ll pick you up,” he added and ended the call.
ISLA WAS cleaning her unit when Zero called and invited her for dinner—which makes her feel thrilled and at the same time, a little bit scared. She doesn’t know if Apollo is going to visit her since she didn’t go home this weekend. She just texted Apollo last night before she went to bed that she need to finish her activities that were due on Monday.
However, Apollo didn’t reply. That’s why she agreed with Zero’s invitation, half meant.
She turned off the vacuum cleaner and walk towards the table near the sofa. She needs to call Apollo to be sure.
“Yes?” it was Apollo.
“I’m sorry I didn’t—”
“It’s okay. As long as you’re studying well. But would love to invite you to join me for dinner,” Apollo uttered which makes her lips part and slapped her forehead.
“Hmm… it has to be today?” she asked and bit her lower lip.
“Why?”
“I-I didn’t finish my activities yet. I still have two more essays to write. It should be five hundred words each,” she lied. Oh. God, forgive me, she uttered.
“You can continue it tomorrow—”
“What if let’s have dinner tomorrow night? You knew I prefer doing all my activities when I planned it.”
Apollo laughed on the other line. “Okay then, princess. No boys, okay?” he warned which makes her scoff.
“Aye. Aye, captain,” she asserted and laughed.
“Good girl. Also, mom’s out of the country again. Just pick you up tomorrow then,” he uttered.
“Alright. Ba-bye,” she said and dropped the telephone.
She heaved a deep sigh. Good thing her lies worked. Damn! With Zero, she already knew how to lie. Well, nobody’s perfect, like they say.
After vacuuming, she cleans her room and fixed her things when one moment, her eyes caught the paper bag from the pharmacy near their condo building. She walked towards it and grabbed it—it’s a lubricant she bought with courage.
Good thing the pharmacist didn’t ask her where will she used it.
Since it’s still painful—as she wasn’t used to anal sex, she came across the thought that she needs a lubricant for it.
She opened the drawer of the side table and her eyes widened when she saw the dildo, she bought the other day for pleasuring herself.
“Damn it,” she cursed. She bit her lower lip when she lifted the sex toy and stared at it. It’s just 6 inches long and Zero’s cock seems to range by 8-9 inches. Which is too long for her. Zero is tall and even bulkier that’s why.
As she stared at the dildo, she lifts her hand and enveloped its diameter, and slowly stroked it up and down, imagining that it was Zero’s hard dick.
“Shit!” she cursed again and wet her lips.
She glanced at the dildo and the bottle of lubricant jelly. She bit her lower lip, trying to ignore what was on her thought but she ended up walking towards the bathroom.
She pressed the dildo into the lid of the bowl and took off her clothes. Damn it, she can’t help but think of pleasuring herself again.
When she finally let herself naked, he opened the lubricant and spread it on the dildo. She’s using a water-based lube for it. From what she has read on the internet, it’s better for anal penetration.
She put the exact amount she knew before she started to sit on it, hands on the side cheeks of her butt, spreading it apart to widen her anus.
When she tried to sit down on the dildo, she pulled away when she felt the sting pain from her anus.
She cursed inside herself. How could she ever have done it well if, with just a touch, she could feel the pain?
However, she might not give up. She tried to sit on it again, and the tip of the dildo delved inside her anus. She screamed and pushed a little deeper. Her tears fall down her cheeks because of the pain but she keeps on thrusting deeper.
When she thought she was halfway there, she withdrew and wiped her tears. She can’t do it. She just can’t.
Bearing the pain in her anus, she took a quick bath and take a nap in her room.
ZERO KEEPS on ringing the doorbell when he came in front of Isla’s unit. However, it seems like she’s not inside or Isla might be doing something and can’t hear the ring. He pushes the button twice again, feeling irritated. Still, no answer.
He then gets his phone inside the pocket of his black trouser and dialed Isla’s number. He frowned when she was not picking up.
Seriously? He thought and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself.
He heaved a sigh and tried ringing the bell once again and on his third attempt, Isla opened the door. Zero’s forehead knitted and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“I-I’m sorry. I took a nap and didn’t hear it—” she paused because Zero stepped inside her unit.
Isla bit her lower lip for a moment and closes the door. She sighed as she looked at Zero’s back.
“I’ll just change my clothes—if it’s fine,” she uttered as she walked and approaches him.
Zero glanced at her and nodded.
“Hmm…” she cleared her throat, as she gave out a hem which makes the man’s forehead crease once again. “Do you want some drink—”
“I’m fine.”
She nodded. “W-Wait me here,” she asserted and rushed towards her room.
When Isla closes the door of her room, she leaned into it, took a deep breath, and sighed. “Damn,” she whispered.
She closes her eyes and heaved a sigh once again and walked towards her closet. Since she already took a bath earlier, she then needs to wear her outfit and apply light make-up or just a lip tint and press her face with powder.
She got many dresses in her closet but she can’t pick one. She roamed her eyes on the pile of dresses hanging in her closet, and run her hands on them. Since they were all beautiful, she smiled and thought of stupid things.
She closes her eyes once again and run her index finger on her dress—from the left to the right and uttered the word: stop!
She opened her eyes and saw the black body con dress. She picked it up and smiled. When she had already worn it, she stand in front of the full-length mirror.
“You’re gorgeous, self,” she complimented and let out a soft chuckle. She hemmed and stood straight again.
After a moment, she then sat in front of her vanity table and put light makeup on her face. She stood up and walked to the side—where her shoe rack was and put on her black stilettos. Now, she’s wearing all black which enhances her white complexion.
Zero stood up the moment he saw her coming out of her room. He slightly bit his lower lip when he started to roam his eyes on Isla. Indeed, the lady is a Goddess.
When their eyes met. He flashed a smile—a genuine one, which is unusual for him.
He lends a hand and Isla grabbed it gently… did smile shyly.
“You’re beautiful,” he can’t help but utter those words which make Isla’s cheeks blush—turning red.
He just grinned and they left Isla’s condo unit.
While they were inside the elevator, she took the courage to ask something to Zero something.
“Are you not afraid that the press will see you—us?” she asked.
Zero glanced down at her, hands into his pockets. “Why would I be afraid?”
“You see, you’re getting out with me—which is unusual, and what if Apollo will find it out—”
“You’re the one who’s afraid,” he interrupted.
She gulped and break the gaze on him. “It’s just that—”
“Just what?” he cut in.
“It’s normal that I can feel fear because of our situation. But—”
“Trust me. There’s nothing to worry about,” Zero uttered, guaranteeing it.
What Zero said, Zero does—and all she needs to do is trust him. She nodded.
When the elevator opened and showed them on the ground floor, Zero lead the way to his car and opened the door for her.
She smiled and uttered, “thanks.”
Zero closes it and walked to the left and sat in the driver’s seat. She buckles her seatbelt then Zero maneuvers his car away from the condo building.
“You already picked a restaurant?” she asked, breaking the silence and hovering inside the car.
Zero nodded, still eyes on the road.
“What will be your plan tomorrow?” Zero suddenly asked, glancing at her before glancing back at the road.
“Dinner with Apollo. It was supposed to be tonight but he thought I have many activities to do.”
Zero let out a soft chuckle. “So, an angel can lie?”
She pouted her lips and bit it after. “I need to,” she replied.
Zero nodded. After that, silence enveloped their atmosphere.