Hey, I updated the last chapter.

*Two Weeks Later*

AR: Hi, I'm finally off today! Wanna meet up? Maybe grab some dinner or something?

CT: Hey. I'll only agree to dinner if you're on the menu. That's Callie for you, always the flirt.

AR: Can we do it at my house?

CT: Umm I prefer a hotel. Remeber the one from a couple weeks ago?

AR: Sure, meet me at 8. I can't wait to see you.

Ever since that night, I've been texting Callie non-stop. At first, my attraction to her purely physical but I've gotten to know her a little better over the past weeks. She's smart, funny and incredibly thoughtful. I still can't believe she actually left her number with me. And now tonight we have a date? I find it a little weird that she wants to meet up at a hotel, but I'll go anywhere if that means I get to see her. A face to face conversation is a hundred times better than a text convo. I'm anxious as sometimes connections through phone conversations don't give off the same vibe as in-person conversations. Nevertheless, I call up the hotel to book a room.

In the meantime, I set out to relax in my home. I make some popcorn and I go to the theater room. I then turn on the big screen. I'm feeling to watch a romantic movie. I scroll through the 'Romantic Movies' section of Netflix. I chose one of those cheesy movies that have the same plot of as all the other cheesy movies. It beings playing, and I watch on mindlessly.

At around 6 I start to get dressed. I put on boyfriend jeans and a loose fitting white shirt. I add a blazer and black pumps to the outfit. Lastly, I put my hair into a sleek pony to the back of my head. After giving myself a once over in the mirror, I head out to my garage. Hopping into my car, I start it and drive off into traffic.

I pull up to the hotel at around 7:45, and in a few minutes, I'm inside the lobby. I ask for my keycard, I let them know that I'm expecting someone named Callie. I just tell them to give her a key card so she can head up. I then make my way to the room. I made sure to get one that's big and expensive enough to have a dining table.

When I get to the room, I take my blazer off and place it on the back of one of the chairs. Taking a seat around the table, I sit and anticipate Callie's arrival.

Soon, I hear the door being pushed, which causes me to look up. Callie makes an appearance. The brunette hair beauty is wearing some thigh high boots, a fitted skirt, and a cropped blouse. She has a messenger bag placed diagonally on her body. Is she trying to kill me? She steps more into the room and places her bag on a hook.

"H-Hi Callie," I get up to greet her, " You look incredible." She chuckles a little at my nervous state.

"As do you Arizona," she says as she walks past the tables a seat on the bed. I turn towards her.

"If we're going to be eating, wouldn't you rather do that on the table?"

She responds to me in the most confused tone, "Eating? Are you talking about oral Arizona?" Huh? I can't muster up to say anything but a "What?"

Callie gets up and walks over to table. She comes to a standing position right next to me. "Did you forget who I am? And what it is that I do?"

"No, I didn't but I asked you to dinner. I thought maybe this was a date?"

She laughs at me, " I don't date Arizona... and I did say that I wanted YOU for dinner so..." My face drops at her statement. Of course, I want to have sex with her again. But in due time. I can't believe she just wants sex from me. Why was she so caring when I complained to her about work then? Why did she keep texting me all this time? Why didn't she make me pay to see her then? I feel cheated.

My hurt feelings quickly turn to anger. I spit at her, " I didn't book an 'appointment' with you through Mark, Callie. I'm not one of your clients. I asked you here to dinner damn it!" She shoots me a look as she pushes off to head for the door.I catch her feet just in time. I grab her thigh to keep her in place. The look on her face tells me she's mad now too.

"Fuck off Arizona, let me go! Maybe I can still make it to one of my appointments," she screams at me, adding finger quotes to word 'appointment.'

I give her my best apologetic face as I look up at her. Callie, please...Can we just sit and talk then?" She doesn't buy it though. Callie responds, "I don't want to talk. I came here for a fuck, not to sit and hear your problems. Either we fuck or I leave, it's that simple." Wow. This isn't the Callie I've spent the last two weeks of my life texting. I want her to stay though, I need her to stay. I guess I have to have sex with her then.

"Okay... we can umm, you know. But I don't have any condoms," I reply weakly as I let go of her toned thigh. Callie reaches down and cups my face. She forces me to look at her. Smiling at me she says, "Don't worry baby I've got that part." Her lips press into mine. I reciprocate the kiss, dragging my tongue across her lower lip. She opens her mouth a little and I push my tongue in. Callie bites down on my tongue and I groan a little. She sucks on it softly, which soothes the pain.

I feel my member tic a little. As the kissing goes on, I become rock hard. There's now a lump in my jeans the size fo a small tent. Callie pulls away from my lips as she notices it. She proceeds to say, "And to think you didn't call me over here for sex." She moves to go on her knees.

She undoes my jeans and reaches inside my underwear. I don't know why but I don't want her to do that. I mean I do, but she doesn't have to. She shouldn't have to.

"You-You don't have to do that," I interrupt her as she goes to pull my dick out.

Callie removes her hand. She tilts her head while looking up at me. She asks,"You don't want to watch me suck your dick baby? You don't want to claim my mouth as you come in it?" Now, how is ANYONE supposed to say no to that? I can't deny her. I give her a slight nod and she pulls my member free of its retrains.

She uses her hand to hold my dick up as she dips her head to my balls. She sucks my nuts into my mouth and squeezes them with the closing of her jaw. FUCK. I inhale deeply as I watch her do this a second time. She picks her head up and sucks the tip of my dick inside her mouth. She looks up at me as she starts bobbing her head while massaging my shaft with her hand. She moves her head and hands up and down my dick simultaneously. I'm pretty sure her only view right now is of my scrunched up face. If this were any other woman, I'd probably push deeper down her throat, but this is Callie. And for some reason, I don't want to hurt her, not in the slightest.

I look on for a few more moments as I feel tension building deep inside me. I feel it coming on, literally. "I'm about to cum Callie, so if you wanna stoopp.."

She removes her mouth and cheers me on, "Come for me Arizona. Come on!" She's now stroking me with her hand. I jump to my feet as I orgasm into her hand.

I close my eyes shouting,"Ahhhhh! Shit!" as Callie still is stroking me. In a few seconds when I'm done cumming, I flop back down in my seat. She licks her hand first, then Callie's tongue goes to work as she takes in what I've just spewed out.

She's now standing, just when she goes to her bag. If I remember correctly from last time, this is where she goes to get the condom. She comes back with another wrapper. She pulls down my jeans and boxers together with some assistance from me. She opens the packet and places the rubber on me. I go to stand but she pushes me back down with her hands on my hips.

"You've pissed me off Arizona, I'm the one doing the fucking tonight." That's the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me. She lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it. She unhooks my bra and tosses that too. She sucks a nipple into her mouth while she pinches the other. I arch my back into her. This feels so good. She reciprocates the same actions on my other breast as she pinches the nipple that her mouth was just on.

If I wasn't hard before, I'm definitely standing tall now. Callie undresses as she gives me a bit of a striptease, but she keeps her boots on. She's so fucking sexy.

Callie finally swings a leg over me and then adds the other. She's now standing as her pussy comes into contact with the tip of my dick. Callie slowly slides her slickness down my shaft, her ass hitting my balls. She leans into the crook of my neck. The brunette starts a bouncing movement on my lap. She goes at a snail's pace as she goes up and down my shaft. I can feel her get even wetter. She picks up the pace and now our bodies collide to make a squishing noise.

Callie holds on to either side of the chair as she starts to go even faster. She's literally fucking herself with my cock.

Something comes over me and I lift her ass a little and pound into her pussy. There is little friction because at this point she's dripping. I slide easily in an out of her. Her walls tighten but I don't stop. I keep pushing my dick deep inside of her.

"OH, MY GOD!"

I slow my movements as she finishes coming. She plops down with my dick still in her. She puts her head on my shoulder. After a few moments, she gets up. I now see that the condom is filled with cum. Between my pounding and her screaming, I must not have felt myself cum. How is this even possible?

Callie busies herself in the bathroom I get up to dispose of the condom. I also decide to get dressed. Afterward, I jump up on the bed and wait for her to come back into my space.

When she comes back out she's fully dressed as her hair is disheveled. It could be just me but she looks just as good as when she walked in here. Callie walks over to the hook on the wall and grabs her bag.

Then, she comes over to me and presses her lips to my cheek, " I'm sorry about earlier, thank you for tonight. I'll text you." With that, she heads for this door. This time I just let her, I don't have the energy to argue with her. I'm exhausted.

The girl that sends me those sweet text messages isn't the one that showed up to my hotel room. Though she's just as hot. I don't know what to do. I just don't think I simply forget about her. I need a friend, I need some advice. For the second time since I met her, Callie has left me alone. Granted the first time around I was totally into the situation, I was drunk so yeah I was fine being left. It was only a hook-up. Right now, I just feel used. I'm not this person.

I'm trying here. Reviews, suggestions, and requests are all valued and encouraged.