Chapter 27 The Reason for Your Vulnerability
By Alejandro
I can't understand what's happening with Valeria.
She tells me I'm not her owner.
I can't buy her with anything, and that drives me crazy.
I didn't want to give her the day off. Sometimes she hates me, I can see it in her eyes.
When I see her studying instead of working, it amuses me; she works so hard at school.
However, I pretended to be angry and told her to follow me to my office.
I was going to offer to have my driver take her so she wouldn't be late, but I wanted to tease her a bit.
When I had her close, I couldn't help but kiss her. My hands roamed her body, and I get an electric shock every time I kiss her.
I feel her tremble, even though she asks me to stop.
I couldn't, and I didn't want to let her go.
She drives me crazy, and with each passing day, I want her more.
This time, incredibly, she kissed me back.
I couldn't stop, and neither could she.
I don't really understand what happened, but I wasn't going to let that opportunity pass.
Her kisses tasted like glory, her breasts were soft and firm.
Her moans only excited me in a unique way. I realized she was about to have an orgasm, and weakly, she asked me not to do this, to stop. By then, I couldn't control myself, and in the middle of her orgasm, she unbuttoned my pants with my help.
She went down to my member and with absolute passion, she gave me such a powerful orgasm that I ejaculated in her mouth without being able to hold back.
She licked everything and swallowed every last drop of my semen.
Then we kissed, and I couldn't cool down; fire was bursting from every pore of my skin.
I quickly put on a condom. My member wasn't going down, and even though I had an incredible orgasm, I needed to keep going.
I was desperate to have Valeria in my arms, and when she started kissing and caressing me back, she took me to another dimension.
I sat her on my desk, and as soon as she had an orgasm, the second one I gave her—the first I gave her with my kisses and caresses—I pulled out of her and turned her around. My thrusts were deeper; I wanted her to feel my member more intensely. My hands kept roaming her body.
As soon as she had another orgasm, I finished with uncontrollable spasms. I didn't want to pull out of her, so I hugged her from behind, in the same position we were in.
I had never hugged a woman after having sex.
The intensity of what I felt stunned me.
I wanted her so much, and even with those two powerful orgasms, it wasn't enough.
I told her to come to my apartment.
That's when she looked at me, terrified, saying it was a mistake. Though she confessed she had never had it better, and I must confess, even though I had very high expectations with her, I never imagined feeling this way. It was the most powerful thing I've ever felt in my life, and we did it in my office. I also felt different from the thousands of times I've received blowjobs. Those lips, so red, so full, so... made to fuck my cock.
There was so much passion, so much lack of control, that I want her in my bed.
Suddenly, she remembers she has a final exam.
I remembered too.
Mentally, I cursed the university so much, but I couldn't, after what we did, stop her from taking a final.
Like a true gentleman, I told her my driver would take her.
I was going to offer it anyway.
I never thought I'd end up having sex with her.
I never thought today would end with me having sex with her.
At some point, it was going to happen. We both knew that.
It was like a competition to see who had more self-control. Until now, it was her who controlled herself.
The next day, I wasn't going to call her. It was Saturday, and I knew she had another final.
That night, I decided to go to the restaurant we always go to and join a private orgy.
I went with Omar.
It seemed none of them could quench my desire for sex.
And with none of them did I feel the same desire Valeria provoked in me.
On Saturday, I woke up very late, and at night, I followed the same routine. I had three goddesses in my bed, and I couldn't feel the same fire I felt when I was with Valeria.
I woke up around 10 in the morning. I texted her that I would pick her up at one in the afternoon to have lunch with my aunt.
The three girls had left around five in the morning.
I found myself changing the sheets.
I smiled when I remembered Valeria always did that.
I kept thinking where the hell the sheets were.
For the first time in my life, I made my bed.
I went to shower.
I regretted not telling her to come to my apartment.
I had breakfast alone.
I dressed by grabbing anything; she wasn't there to give me clothes.
It was 12 when I called her to be ready because I would see her in 20 minutes.
I had changed her plans.
Anyway, she was waiting for me, impeccable, with that exquisite perfume that seemed to come from the pores of her skin, with that smile, the usual one, almost with coldness.
I still don't know how I managed to get all that wild passion from her.
I can't help but look at her mouth and want to kiss her.
I couldn't resist kissing her, then she wiped off her lipstick that had stayed on my mouth as evidence.
"How did your exam go?"
She smiled, with a different smile, one of those that takes me to heaven.
"Good, I did well in two subjects, the one on Friday and the one on Saturday, although I don't have the result for Friday's yet, I did well."
I wanted to hug her and cover her in kisses.
I missed her, I want to have her in my apartment, taking care of me.
It's the first time I've asked her how her studies are going and I was really sincere when I asked.
Even though she had that expression that almost hurt me, as if nothing had happened between us.
It was a fire.
It blew my mind.
I spent the whole weekend with a bunch of women, as usual, but in each of them, I looked for something that Valeria gave me.
I wanted to smell her perfume, feel her mouth.
Honestly, I would have liked some reproach, I don't know, something, even if it was just asking me why I didn't call her the day before or why she didn't come to my apartment today if I had been with someone else...
Nothing, she just had that same attitude she always had with me.
That indifference.
I even asked her how her final exams went and she said nothing, nothing at all.
If I hadn't had the two best orgasms of my life, I would have doubted if it was a dream holding her in my arms.
The two best orgasms of my life?
I closed my eyes for a moment...
Yes, they were the best of my life.
Yet that didn't stop me from having two nights of lust.
Is she jealous?
Does she imagine I had several women in my arms?
Does it hurt her?
I also don't know what happened that suddenly I was able to break through and overcome that barrier she always used between us.
We talked about two or three unimportant things, but about work.
When we arrived, my aunt was waiting for us and Susana was there too.
It was obvious it was a work lunch, that's why my secretary was there.
"Congratulations! You're going to be an aunt."
"When are your parents traveling?"
"You'll be alone, count on us."
Between my aunt and Susana, they were finishing each other's sentences.
"I'm happy and well, my sister will need them more than I do... they wanted to give me their house, but I'm really comfortable in another area, I told them to sell everything and not to worry about me."
"You're very mature but you'll miss them anyway."
"Possibly, the one I miss the most is my sister, she's been living in Miami for three years now."
"How far along is she?"
"15 weeks, I would love to be close to her during her pregnancy and enjoy the baby when it's born, but well... that's life."
"You'll be alone, nothing ties you here, you could go live with them in the United States."
I looked at them, desperate.
I don't know why I got so anxious.
What kind of crazy, senseless ideas are they giving her?
I didn't even know she was going to be an aunt and that her parents were leaving the country.
With that conversation, I got the answer I was looking for.
The reason for her vulnerability.
If I had known she was so sensitive, I would have taken much more advantage of it.
I also don't know why Susana and my aunt have that information.
I was completely left out of that conversation and wanted to scream for them to shut up, that she was my secretary and had to be tied to me.
In our country, her friend was here, so she wasn't completely alone, although evidently she was affected and that's why I was able to break her down.
Which makes me think she must have some very sensitive point, that if I find it, I can always have her at my feet.
I don't understand why she didn't reproach me for anything.
"I heard you have a candidate who wants to be your boyfriend."
My aunt says suddenly.
And with that, I completely lost it.
Valeria looks at me.
"Yes, it's Carlos, the director of the Perfumeries chain."
Susana says.
"He always insists on inviting me, but I'm not interested..."
"Honey, you can't always be alone, you're very beautiful and youth passes quickly, if you're not interested in Carlos, you can go out, have fun."
"Shall we get to work?"
I said harshly.
I can't stand the thought of her being in someone else's arms and I don't want her to go out either.
Maybe she's right when she keeps telling me I have to understand that I'm not her owner and that she's just my secretary.
But that title doesn't fit her.
That title feels too little for me.
I know I can't own people.
But with her, it's hard for me to understand that point.
"Val, Carlos is a good candidate, think about it."
My aunt says.
"That idiot is a good candidate? What's wrong with you? She's fine as she is."
I say, furious at the nonsense my aunt was saying.
"Didn't you hear her parents are traveling and she's going to be alone?"
"Does that mean she has to be with that jerk? I'm going to fire him."
"Why?"
"For being an idiot."
Nobody answered me.
Valeria wasn't participating in the conversation.
Luckily, they changed the subject.
We finished organizing the Spain party, still missing details and everything that comes up.
Actually, Valeria should be handling it with Susana and my aunt, I go because I have time on Sundays and besides, I get informed about what they're planning, and because I've gotten used to having lunch with Valeria.