2_ my erotic mind thinking about him

Candice"

I'm sorry candy I've tried but it seems like you and I would never work out. That was what Kian told me a week ago. I thought he's going to change his mind so the next day I went to his condominium and I easily got inside cause he never asked me to bring back his spare keys. But when I get inside into his room and saw him fucking a girl in his bed. I'm the one who feels ashamed of what they did. The girl is laying in the bed, her legs are wide open and Kian is in the middle pumping hard. I instantly blushed and closed the door. But Kian saw me and followed me when I was about to close his condominium. He grabs my hand and asks me what I was doing at his condominium. My tears are already flowing like hell. But I don't care anymore, I turned to face him and I slap him with all of my might. 

"You ask why I'm here? I said in so much frustration.

"I came here to talk to you again, but I guess there's nothing to talk about. Maybe this is goodbye Kian. I hope you will be happy now.

After saying that I turned around and walked away and never turned my back again.

We have been together for two freaking years but we never do that and this is the second time I saw some erotic scenes like that. First of my twentieth birthday. Some handsome guy with has a model body and fucking huge cock penetrating the most I hated girl Venice. That day I just want to escape from everyone cause my current boyfriend broke up with me cause I'm he said I'm no fun at all. Bullshit it's just because I don't want to have sex with him! I must learn from that point. But I won't and I fall all over again into the wrong person.

So I thought that maybe that was my problem Kian break up with me because he finds me no fun cause guys define fun is sex. 

I've been broke for almost a week so last night I decided to go to the bar and maybe teach myself to have more fun so my next boyfriend would never leave me again. 

I drank a lot before I dared to flirt with some handsome guy but my first attempt sucked and the guy refused me! What is wrong with me? I know that I'm not ugly and I know that I'm sexy as hell. I sigh maybe this is not the right time. So I decided to go home but soon as I entered our house my father talked to me and my broken heart and scattered brain doubled when my father told me about the arranged marriage. 

I want to shout and blame my father for why he agreed to Mr. Henderson's proposal. I don't wanna get married. It's too early. I'm only twenty-three and I got started working as a secretary for Mr. Henderson since I graduated. It means it's been three freaking years already. And that proposal has been made since I was twenty! I feel betrayed, Mr. Henderson is a good man and kind to me so why didn't he tell me about the arranged marriage that my father and he agreed to and now it blows up in my face.

My mind and heart are scattered. A week ago my boyfriend Kian broke up with me. With a simple reason, he can't love me back. For Pete's sake for all of those two years he never loved me while I gave all my best just to work our relationship out! My efforts and loved ones just wasted like that! But the most annoying problem I have now is I need to marry a guy that I never saw in my entire life!

I want to talk to Mr. Henderson but I have heard that he was in the hospital he got in an accident yesterday! Whatta the right timing!

I went to the hospital only to find that Mr. Henderson is in critical condition and just a minute later he died. I feel my world crashed. I sit on the nearest bench and I can't stop myself from crying.

I slowly walked out of the emergency room and found a place where I could perhaps let out these tears.

There is no way out for me. I need to marry his son whether I like it or not because my father's business is at stake if I won't do it.

"Please help me overcome this problem, pretty babe."

That was I heard the guy at my side saying while looking above the sky. I looked at him and I couldn't see him truly. He's familiar but I can't tell where I saw him again. 

The guy just called by some old lady and stood up immediately to come toward her and when she saw the guy's face she instantly remembered he was the guy last night who refused me! Wait, he looks like that guy too! three years ago! Although his much matured now and his model-like body much more visible cause his wearing only a white shirt she instantly blushes. 

The guy who has a big hard cock and can move like a machine! That night Oh no! 

But why that she feels like a tingling sensation down there. No candy that guy is dangerous... I said to myself But I suddenly remembered the night that I saw him half-naked and after that night when I went inside my room I can't forget him. How he move and did that thing. I remember too how I can't stop my hands from caressing my own body and my pussy.. Shit that was my first time did that and because of that guy, my innocent mind filled with erotica that night. I slid my finger between my legs and when I found some part of my pussy I feel the most pleasure I rub it nonstop while thinking about that guy cock. Touching my body like he's the one touching me insert my fingers like his huge cock is in there. I remember too how I shout and begging babe please don't stop! If I could know his name I'm sure that call him in my mind nonstop too. 

I stand up immediately and calm my nerves. I walk through my car. I shouldn't be thinking about it. I have a lot of problems for Christ's sake!

I sigh when I get inside my tinted car. I feel that part between my legs is watering. That was the guy's fault! My innocent mind is tainted now. Arrgghh I shouldn't be here in the first place. I drove my car and decided to stay in my room and lock it until I can think of a better plan to escape to my messy world.