THE CEO AND ME - A night of Secrets

Chapter 2

In the days that followed her first experience at the swinger's house, Sophia could barely concentrate on her daily activities. It was hard for her to understand how she had done what she did, the way she did. But at the same time, it was hell trying to understand why she wanted more. Her mind was constantly filled with flashes of that night, the fiery touches, the moans of pleasure. She felt as if she were addicted to a sensation that she barely understood but that consumed her completely.

The man, however, would not leave her mind... There was no way to escape him, even if he wasn't in the environment. When Sophia looked at herself in the mirror, she could see the marks he had left on her. They were not visible to the naked eye, they were marks only she could see, only she could feel, and only she could imagine. Being trapped inside her imagination was even worse than what she had done.

Camila noticed the change in her friend and smiled, satisfied with having led her to try something new.

"So, Sophia, tell me, what happened? You didn't tell me anything about what happened... you walk around the room as if you're always seeing a ghost," - Camila said, smiling. She knew she could get any information out of Sophia at this point.

"I just... well, you know, nothing special, Camila." "Right, I see... So why are you so absent-minded lately?"

In a sudden burst within herself, Sophia let slip what had been stuck in her throat since the day she entered that swing house:

"I want to go back there, I want to go back to that place," she said through gritted teeth. "Seriously? Are you really serious? You want to go back? I thought it was a one night experience and nothing more, are you okay? Is there a special reason?"

Camila knew Sophia better than she knew herself. Sophia felt at that moment that if she didn't tell Camila her reasons, she would never leave her in peace! Sophia told her everything, with as much detail as possible so there would be no more questions after that. The reality is, she didn't even want to say it out loud, it seemed wrong to share that she had an orgasm with a man, simply by watching another watching with desire. But after finishing, she felt lighter.

Camila, on the other hand, was excited. She continued to encourage Sophia to explore more, taking her to other swinger's clubs and introducing her to different people. Sophia was fascinated by the diversity she found in these places, people of all ages, backgrounds, and body types, all united in the pursuit of limitless pleasure. But nothing, absolutely NOTHING in the world, compared to the gaze of that stranger.

Sophia made a decision: she needed to go back to that place, she needed to find him, she needed to do something about what she was feeling. She went there alone this time, feeling for the first time after looking at herself in the mirror in a marked black dress that she didn't depend on her friend to walk around, she could be herself in an environment she knew little about. She went there with the courage she had left, drank what she could and searched for the man who took her breath away all night. When she was about to give up, she leaned on the bar and visualized her personal hell as she took another sip of martini. When she heard a strong but low voice behind her shoulders.

"Hi" - said the man approaching. It was him - she thought. The reason for all the sleepless nights she had.

"You..." - She said looking directly into his eyes, unable to even blink from so much admiration. She finally managed to observe the light brown color emanating from his iris and all the fire she saw from afar.

"I looked for you, I thought you would never come back here" - he said still staring deeply into her eyes, people who didn't look away always scared Sophia. But at that moment, specifically, nothing intimidated her. Maybe because of the situation or the alcohol.

He looked at her like she had never been looked at before in her life, and it all left her confused. As her body responded to the impulses he was sending her without even touching her, it only made things worse.

"Why were you looking for me?" she said, trying to sound normal while the words seemed to be crushed out of her, confused even... A bit strange when they came out of her, they sounded like things Camila would say, but in a sexy and brilliant way that definitely did not belong to Sophia.

"I wanted to see you again, there's something about you that I can't decipher," it sounded to Sophia like the most cliché thing in the world, but still, she felt she should listen more, perhaps because he had the most beautiful mouth she had ever seen.

"I...I won't deny that I saw you spying that day. And since then I can't stop thinking about the reason, what did you want with that intrusion?" she said more imperatively, almost as if she wanted to rid herself of the guilt of being seen and touched by him without him even being with her against that wall.

"It was an intrusion. But I'm not going to apologize for it! I don't regret at all having been spying... I can almost...- He licked his lips - I can taste your taste on the tip of my tongue, I keep imagining the thousand better things I could do with you in that same situation... It's unsettling," he said, smiling in an almost demonic way.

"I don't even know who you are... And you're telling me all these things," she said, completely disconcerted by his interest.

He ran his hand over Sophia's face, she felt her body getting warmer, knew her skin was flushed and that she had a street dog look, thirsty for a little attention and that shouldn't be anything sexy.

She tried to fix her posture and appear as a stronger woman. But she didn't refuse his hands that were insistently passing over her face.

"What's your name?" she said.

"I thought I was just a nosy guy! What changed?" he asked as if he already knew the damn answer. "Let's get out of here Sophia," he said, and as soon as he said it... Sophia couldn't contain herself inside.

"How do you know my name?"

"I know everything about you Sophia, Lopez?"

Sophia widened her eyes like never before in her life, but she was stuck in her own body.

She couldn't react or say anything, she just felt her heart burning inside herself as he said her name with such perfect pronunciation.

"Tell me, how do you know my name?" she said, astonished.

"I'll believe that I'm correct, Sophia Lopez... What is your biggest dream? What came after you got rid of that place that was too far to be true? Did you like the big city as your dream was? Or would you have preferred to stay under your grandmother's wing?" He opened another diabolical smile for her.

How far did that stranger go to know even Sophia's greatest dreams? And more importantly... Where did he want to go with that speech?