THE BILLIONAIRE’S REGRETS & TIRELESS CHASING

He sat on a bench nearby, his eyes fixed on Ameelah Grayson. As he watched her, his imagination began to ramble, and his gaze darted toward her proud bosom. Her cleavage was peeping slightly from her fitted, low-neck yellow blouse, a sight that made him gulp almost all the saliva in his mouth. When his eyes crawled down to her legs, he suddenly covered his crotch with his bag. He felt his manhood ignite as his eyes feasted on her flawless, long legs, which were only half-covered by her denim mini-skirt. Her feet were elegantly wrapped in two-inch high-heeled brown boots. After a while, Ameelah Grayson stood up and started to walk away. “Oh, Ameelah, you are so goddam perfect,” the nerdy man thought, sighing as his eyes remained fixed on the rounded curves of the woman he was fantasizing about. His eyes followed her back until she completely disappeared from view. He let out a frustrated sigh before standing up and deciding to head home early. He went directly to the parking space and got inside an old, red, turtle-like car—a gift from his mother on his eighteenth birthday. He drove the car out of the university and headed toward his small rented apartment located just a few blocks away. As he parked in front of his apartment, his neighbor—who had been eyeing him for a long time—waved and walked toward him. She had often offered him "one-night services" to devirginize him. “Hello handsome, ready for me now? For only twenty bucks, I can guarantee your full enjoyment,” said the woman in her late twenties. The nerdy man knew she worked in a nightclub. She spoke while caressing his chest and then his crotch. Appalled, the nerdy man stepped back, but the woman seemed eager to have him at that moment. “Just twenty bucks, sweet lover boy. Don’t be a killjoy; I’d really love to reach the sky with you today,” she said seductively. She reached for his member again, gently holding and pinching it, which made the young member ignite with excitement. The woman laughed sexily as she glared at his throbbing member, the erection now visible through his khaki pants. She wrapped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him toward his apartment door. “Open it, quick baby. I’m getting so horny,” she whispered as they stood by the entrance. Without muttering a word, he opened the door and pulled her inside, locking it behind them. He threw his bag onto the sofa, and the woman reached up to remove his eyeglasses. “Gosh, I never thought you were indeed that handsome, baby,” the woman said, looking at the young man with astonishment. “So, what now?” the young man asked sheepishly. The woman smiled naughtily. She immediately unbuckled his belt and removed his pants, then took off his polo shirt to gaze at his lean body. “I love that your body is not too muscular and you smell so fresh, baby,” she whispered, caressing his chest down to his crotch. She used her mouth to pull down his white briefs, and when the warmth of her mouth enclosed his manhood, he gasped and moaned. Before the final intimacy, the woman reached into her pocket and produced a small packet. With practiced ease, she protected them both by sliding a condom onto his rigid member. When she removed the rest of her clothing and pushed him down onto the bed, putting herself on top of him to grind deep against his erected member, the young nerdy boy totally forgot his inhibitions. He cupped her moving buttocks and pulled her deeper into him as they both moaned with pleasure. The woman taught him everything about how to please a woman in bed and did not stop until they were both exhausted. There and then, the nerdy young man lost his innocence and gave it all away to the neighbor. He was in shock after the woman left his apartment. He could not fathom how he had finally given in to her, especially since he had avoided her so many times when she pestered and seduced him, sometimes even blocking his way to his own door. When he looked at his side table, he noticed the twenty-dollar bill was still lying there. The woman was not after the payment; she had simply wanted to taste his innocence. The young nerdy man got up, put on his eyeglasses, and sighed deeply while shaking his head. He wanted to regret what had happened, but thinking about Ameelah Grayson made his body turn hot all over again. He sat up, sliding his glasses back into place. The world came back into focus, but he felt fundamentally altered. Shaking his head, he let out a deep, soul-weary sigh. He tried to summon a sense of regret, to feel ashamed of giving himself to a stranger, but all he could see was the yellow blouse and the golden hair of the woman on the bench. His body flared with heat again, but this time, it wasn't just desire. It was a dark, driving ambition. “Ameelah,” he whispered, his jaw tightening with a newfound resolve. “You will be mine. Whatever it takes.”