Chapter 3
Genma's lips are on mine before we even clear his front door. He slams it shut behind us before grabbing me and slamming me against it, pinning me with his body as his hand caress my thigh. I let out a small moan when he kisses my neck before reaching up my dress to pull off my panties. My hand dips and I graze his half-hard member through his pants, he groans and kisses a white hot trail down my chest. I catch his button and zipper in my fingers and undo them quickly before shoving them down.
"You really want this don't you baby?" his voice is husky and his warm breath tickles my neck.
"Please," I whimper, "I need you," he shoves my dress up my hips leaving my lower half exposed as he thrusts into me. I cry out as he lifts me up and wraps my legs around his waist and pounds into me with an animalistic desire.
"Mmm, you like that?" the older man groans as he bites his lip. My only reply is a wanton moan which is apparently the reply he wants. "That's right baby, cum for daddy," I resist the urge to roll my eyes and choose to ignore his attempt at dirty talk as I feel an orgasm creeping up on me.
"Oh fuck…" I whisper into his neck as it gets closer and I tighten around him. He feels that I'm close and thrusts faster and harder until I shutter violently in euphoria as he stills and groans, reaching his own. I lean my head on his chest as I regain my breath. He slips from me as I shift and let my legs slide from his waist to the floor again, my legs like jelly. I stay leaning against the wall until I regain complete confidence that I won't fall over as soon as my feet touch the floor.
"How was it?" Genma asks as he loosens his hold on me and steps back to pull his boxers and pants back on. I watch through half lidded eyes as I fix my dress.
"Best I've had in a while," I answer tiredly. Considering 'awhile' is almost six months it's safe to say that I really needed that stress relief.
"Do you want something to drink?" he offers as he moves to what I assume to be the kitchen.
"Sure," I response as I walk in after him. Genma stands at a large counter isle pouring two glasses of an amber liquid. I stand watching him in the doorway as he leaves the bottle and picks up the glasses and walks over to me, a glass held out. I reach for the tumbler with a nod and sip from it. "Yum, Tennessee Honey. Nice choice," I toast him and take another sip.
"It's my roommate's actually," Genma snickers as he takes a drink of his own. "Shall we go to the living room?" he doesn't wait for a reply he just turns and walks away. I shrug and follow him. I round the corner to find him standing in front of a large stereo. "Any special requests?" I shake my head no and he turns his back to me again, flipping through CD's before settling on one and placing it in the tray. A soft, ghostly melody drifts from the unseen speakers as I sit on the couch and he joins me.
"Would your roommate mind that we're drinking his whiskey?" I ask as I try to think of something to keep the conversation going to avoid an awkward situation.
"That old scarecrow? He doesn't mind much unless it's his women. I just hope that he doesn't come home while you're here because then he'd make me share," he eyes me hungrily. I give him my best sultry smile and take another sip of whiskey. "What about your friends? Do they know that you left?" Genma scoots closer to me and puts his arm on the back of the couch. I pretend not to notice.
"I don't know, maybe," I let out a giggle. "It doesn't matter cause I'm not the DD tonight." He smiles to and presses closer yet again. His arm has slipped from the back of the couch to my neck, his fingers ghosting over my skin giving me chills. I let out a sigh and put my glass on the table. I can feel the alchohl starting to take effect, my mind starting to drift from my body and a calm setting over me.
"Make yourself comfortable, Ame. I'll go get us another drink," Genma picks up our glasses and retreats to the kitchen. I decide to take him up on his offer and slip my heels off, tucking them under the coffee table. Next, I let my hair down and put the ornate chopsticks on the table and shake out my curls. Genma reenters the room at this time and hands me my glass, nodding at my current state.
"If I didn't know any better," I take a sip of the sweet whiskey, "I would assume you were trying to get me drunk." I let out a girlish giggle and lean heavily on him.
He shifts to put his arm around me and holds me to him. "Now why would I do something like that?" he retorts casually. His fingers dip and start to draw patterns on my skin. I sigh at his touch.
"Maybe, it's cause you're afraid I'd jump on your roommate when he gets home and you want me too drunk to walk so that after we have sex again, I'll fall asleep with you," I look up at him with wide eyes. He meets my gaze, cool and calculating.
"You're still smart when you're wasted? Who knew?" he questions to himself before taking a drink from his own glass. "You mentioned sex. Does that mean you wanna have sex with me again?" I stare at him blankly.
"Where's your bathroom?" I ask pushing myself up from the couch and swaying a little before regaining my balance. Genma points down the hall and I move in the direction he pointed finding the bathroom on the left side of the hall. I open the door and flick on the light before closing it behind me and locking it. What in the hell does he think he's trying to do? I move to the sink to wash the makeup from my face and fix my hair. He must really be that paranoid that his roommate will steal me away. I guess that means he's done it before. I can't help but laugh and wonder at the type of guy his roommate is to be able to steal his girls away.
I shake the thought from my head. It doesn't matter because if I can do this right, then I can get away without having to meet the guy. Last thing I need is for someone to witness my walk of shame even though I know the girls are gonna be questioning me about it tomorrow. I sigh and unlock the door, steeling myself to go back out when I hear a door open and close in the living room and two voices talking. I open the door soundlessly and creep down the hallway quietly.
"I told you man I was gonna have company over tonight!" I recognize as Genma.
"And I told you that I don't really care," a second voice replies. "besides, I don't see the woman, only two glasses, some chopsticks and a pair of wegdes that look a half size to small for you," more footsteps. When he speaks again his voice is far away. "I mean, you must be at least an 8 and a half. Those are what? An 8?"
"7 and a half actually," I reply as I step into the living room. The second man is in the kitchen and Genma is sitting on the couch, pouting like a scolded child.
"Thank you my dear for proving my point." He calls from the kitchen as a cupboard opens and closes. He emerges from the kitchen just as I'm taking my spot again by Genma. "Oh, I didn't know you had a thing for banging chicks on their periods, Genma." I turn around to face the man who made this accusation only to come face to face with the same silver haired drag queen drop out from ealier.
"You," I narrow my eyes at him. "What are you doing here?" Genma looks between us.
"Kakashi? You know her?" he asks as I pull on my heels and place my chopsticks in my clutch.
"Yea, he has a staring problem." I answer shooting daggers at the man named Kakashi.
"And she seems to be forever and always on the rag," he shoots back coming to collect our glasses. He pour them into one glass and drinks it. "Plus you're drinking my whiskey. Genma how many times have I told you stay out of my whiskey?"
"Kakashi please, I have company." He turns back to me. "I'm so sorry Ame, we can-"
"No, we can't." I cut him off as I stand and move to the door. "I'm leaving cause it's late and I can't stand this prick, so have a nice night Genma. Kakashi?" I call as I open the door. He turns and raises an eyebrow to me. "Go fuck yourself." He raises the glass to me as I slam the door shut and make my way home.
Fucking asshole, always having to ruin my life…
