My Semi-Prostitute Girlfriend

Chapter 5 - Second Encounter

Even though it had been a month since they had last met, he kept going to the bar, hoping to run into Kimberly. It was a gloomy night with heavy rain, and nobody could explain why it was raining like that in the middle of the summer season. The rain was pouring down heavily. And then he parked the car in front of the bar, nobody is able to tell if perhaps his long wait was finally over or not.

A gathering of other young men is having a good time in the rain with a girl who is familiar with him. He kept a close eye on them; one of the guys pushed the girl as she stood in front of the car door. Then, the guy became enraged as he forcefully ripped her blouse while kissing her aggressively. While he was doing it, the others clapped their hands, shouted, and slammed the car roof. They were enjoying the scene, so he exited his car to stop them.

"What the heck is going on over there?" He yelled out and started walking towards them. When Kimberly saw his face, she was taken aback, and a look of terror appeared in her eyes.

"What do you want?" The guy asks while firmly grasping her arm.

"Release your grip on the girl!" He commanded.

"You have no right to give an order! She is a prostitute, and we paid for her!" The guy refused. Kimberly shoved the hand of the guy and dashed off in a hurry.

"Hey, stop b***h!" The guys were all shouting and about to follow her.

"Let her go. Here, I'll return your money, get inside, and pick another girl." The man blocked the guys. And they all looked at him in disgust but decided to get inside the bar to enjoy themselves since it was a considerable amount. He then went back to his car to follow Kimberly.

He takes it easy behind the wheel, scanning the area on both sides of the road in the vain hope of locating her. When he arrived at the intersection, he saw her standing on the corner, trembling as she waited for the bus while getting drenched in the heavy rain.

"Get in the car!" He stops in front of her and shouts out the window.

"No." She whispered after seeing the unforgettable face she wished to curse.

"Come on! Just get in the car!" He yelled again, with a hint of irritation in his voice. Kimberly became utterly still and fixed her terrified gaze on him.

"Please come in here; I won't do anything." He opens the door and makes an effort to sound as reassuring as possible since he is aware that he is frightening her.

Kimberly observed that the man's demeanor seemed to be different tonight; however, she was compelled to comply with his request and sit next to him because she had no other option. On the other hand, nobody makes an effort to express themselves. Because the roads are becoming slippery and everything is starting to become unclear, he is driving with extreme caution. The rain can be seen falling outside the window that Kimberly is looking out of right now. When he turned to look at her, he noticed that she was shaking.

"Wear this." He whispered as he handed over his coat and turned off the air conditioner.

"Thank you." She mumbles in a low voice.

He saw a noodle house and decided to stop when he got there.

"I'm kinda hungry. Let's eat first." He invited her.

"I'm fine. I will wait for you here." She refused.

"Let's go!" He ordered. His voice, in Kimberly's opinion, exudes an air of authority. She has no choice but to comply with his demands; otherwise, he will harm her.

At first, she was under the impression that the people inside the noodle house did not approve of the clothes that she was wearing. However, as soon as she stepped outside, the coat looked perfect on her. It was sufficiently long to cover the shortness of her skirt.

"Wait here." He instructed as he helped her onto the table and then went to the counter. He returned with the smoked noodles, he offered her a drink and gave her one of the bowls to eat out of.

"Be careful. It's hot." He says in a low voice. She showed a little surprise and nodded in response.

Another long silence followed, and they didn't speak again until they had finished what they were doing. As they made their way back to his car, the streets were partially flooded because of the heavy rain.

"Wait here. I'll be back in a minute." He demanded and then exited to go to the nearby store.

Kimberly entertained the idea of fleeing; she was perplexed by the man's treatment of her at this point. It is unusual in comparison to when they first met each other. Considering that he is going to give her a substantial amount of money, which is something she requires above all else. She made the decision to remain and wait for him, at which point he came back carrying a small paper bag.

"Thought you'd run away." He said with a sly grin on his face.

"You are going to pay me, right?" She questioned in a gentle voice, but he only smirked.

"Don't tell me you have no plans on paying me for tonight's service?" She added.

"Tonight's service?" He repeats, grinning.

"Yes, I know you paid me much last time, but I guess___."

"You guess what?" He interrupted her while wearing a sweet smile.

He is smiling in a different way than he did the first time they met. It was not in any way sinister, and she thought he was quite handsome. She quickly flushed and ducked her head to hide the redness in her cheeks. He is still wearing the smile as he starts the engine and drives to his apartment, surprisingly slower.

"Good evening, Sir!" The security personnel of the condominium complex greeted them as they entered the building.

"Hi!" He responds unexpectedly. He is the type of man who never cares to acknowledge anyone. He is an arrogant man. So the security thought he was in a good mood, or maybe because of the girl his with. This was the first time he brought home a girl in his one-year stay at the condominium. They walked through the lift, and the man held the paper bag as they went straight to his unit.

"This is my home; the bathroom is right there. You can take a shower and use the bathrobe." He instructed and sat on the bed, taking off his shoes and turning on the television. Kimberly obeyed him and went inside the bathroom. She remembers the experience she had with him at the hotel.

"Will he hurt me again? Perhaps he won't hurt me if I behave and do as he says." She talked to herself. "Or maybe he will, but he will pay me. This is my job. I need his money." She cries softly.

Then she went out wearing his bathrobe. He rose and fixed his eyes on her. She walked towards the bed, nervous but trying to keep still. She slowly sat beside him, and they both fell quiet while staring at each other. Suddenly, Kimberly took off the robe, surprising him a bit. Then she kneels and kisses him. He initially wanted to refuse, but it was hard since he missed her so much. He wants her badly and realizes he is a fool for hurting her on the first night they meet. He gently kisses her, trying to ease the worst memory while laying her on the bed.

He gently kisses her and roams his lips to her ears down to her neck. Kimberly couldn't help moaning as she felt something unexplainable pleasure the man was giving her. He started to caress her t**s softly while his other hand lingered on her privy parts, her mouth wide open as the strange feeling was soothing all over her body. The man returned to kiss her lips and stared at her for a while. It's as if he was asking permission to continue. She can't help to stroke the man's face, thinking about how they can stop when her brain is already lightheaded. He holds her hand, kisses them, and positions himself, ready to enter her. He kisses her lips while gently entering into her, and he growls.

What happened in their second encounter is different from their first meeting. The man was cautious, which Kimberly appreciated. But still, she thought it had no use anymore. They have done this once, and nothing changed. She is a prostitute who's being paid for her body. And for him, he hates this truth; he wants her so much and thinks of falling in love with her. But how would it be if she was like this?