Dive

Raiden

It’s ironic how while the surround system is blasting King of Leon s*x on Fire, this keen chick is ridding my c**k as if her life depended on it. She’s close to climax, I can feel it in the increasing bounce of her perky t**s and I kind of feel used, left out. She produces a surrendering squeal while pulling my hair for dear life and once more I find myself cussing postponing the visit to the hairdresser’s.

I suddenly turn her on her back, considering she had her five minutes of fame, with benefits no less, and start pumping her p***y methodically, not letting any doubt about who is in charge now. With one hand I pinch her cheeky left n****e, which is sporting, on the peachy areola, the reddish mark of my earlier bite.

I flex my right arm around her middle to lift her a bit and continue filling her good, hitting that sweet spot that makes them all delirious.

With a smug smirk I feel her milking my shaft once more and I think it’s my turn now. A few more trusts and I pull out, take off the hat and spurt my hot seed over her face and t**s. I roll over with a relieved sigh.

-You fucktard, you ruined my hair! rages my firecracker raining small fists across my chest.

-Whoa there shorty, what the fuck..can I make it up to you, maybe?

-You asshole, I have to be at work in 20 and now I can’t serve the 9-5s their overpriced coffees with jiz in my hair can I?

I see no problem in that, but I am smart enough not to comment, instead I offer a Uber Lux ride on my account and an invitation to join me in the shower.

But just when we came to an agreement my phone starts ringing and I gesture her to go ahead without me.

-Edric, whatup!

-How's it going cocklobster? my best friend Edric jubilates, clearly proud of himself and his dozen a dime jokes.

Not waiting an answer he continues:

-If your mighty self can spare some time, come by the gym today I got news you’ll love to hear, bring coffee, bye!

I take in my surroundings, anticipating my next moves: I’ll shower at the gym since Miss Sunshine has taken over my bathroom and I feel that ship has sailed. Neither of us is the clingy type and we both knew we were in for hopefully an epic f**k, nothing more, last night when we hooked up at Grelle Forelle.

Pulling a pair of dark wash jeans and a plain, fitted, white T-shirt, I grab my keys and head out.

I love the crisp air spring brings to Wien, and truthfully there’s no better time to visit the city than May. I almost feel tempted to pull back my Wrangler Sport’s hatch and drink in all this freedom and freshness. Instead I pull on my Aviators, let the music fill the space and hit the gas speeding towards Sparta 1- my gym and business headquarter.

-Hey Bumblebee! Edric greets me, hinting at my yellow car...Glad you’ve made, without coffee I see you stingy ass..

-Dude, just last week we signed a contract with Nespresso for a coffee machine and pods and you swore it’s the best investment for our clients- you ain’t gonna see s**t from me- drink what we have!

-Someone woke on the wrong side of the bed this morning, all right dude let me make it up to you;a representative of Ausmedia contacted me this morning to offer us a sweet deal- 250 000 euros to ensure safety for a crazy ass show they are pulling this summer. Some jumping in the pool contest involving celebrities- they want us to cover the underwater filming and the safety of their participants..

-So, basically you want to spend the summer in a diving suit in a kiddie pool?

-And handling an underwater camera, Edric adds, pleased with himself. And they estimate 1 month, 40 hours of filming tops, the underwater should be a tiny fraction of that.

-All right Spielberg, if you took into consideration all that is involved, made sure we have the time and means to pull it through, we’re in...

-Yeah hell baby, we’re in...we’re still making it rain!

-Not exactly Besos style but it’s pretty neat!

I shake my best friend's outstretched hand and clap his back enthusiastically. This dude has been my rock in the last 4 shitty years, I owe him my sanity and would go anywhere with him, cautious, but I would go.

-Any idea which celebrities are involved?

-I appreciate the gusto Rai but you have to start filling the role- the TV show is going to bind us with some tight non-disclosure agreements and seal our lips shut..

-That hardly answers my question and I feel you are dying to spill the beans, so spill!

-Lets just say I have my expectations high for Ava Steiner you wanker, I could hardly refrain from squeaking like a little girl when the mousy delegate confessed the possibility. I’ve had her spread across my bedroom walls all through my teenage years..If those walls could talk they would be traumatized, man..

-You realize those were posters though, right?

-Dude, let a brother dream! Anyway, on Monday we have the first meet and greet and there we shall see for sure whose part of this project. So make sure to get some decent clothing, head to a stylist for that crow's nest on your head, ditch your 3 day stubble, you’re no Zac Efron and show up in time: the meeting is scheduled for 14.00 at Melia, Donau City Strasse 7.

-Alright mother, though I don’t get why you are trying to groom me to death? Did they require a s*x tape as proof of expertise?

-Smartass, just follow my lead, you’ll no longer be the sweaty gym trainer, new doors are about to open for us baby! By the way- I call dibs on filming, I am not going to extenuate myself hauling faint celebrities from the pool! Unless I change my mind and there are some hot ones like my true love Ava.

-You hopeless sucker! I pat his shoulder in compassion. All right, I’ll hit the showers and start with my morning clients. I have a few one on one sessions today!

- You sewer rat, your dirty ass better not be the reason why our reviews drop! he shouts while I briskly walk out of the office.

-I literally just told you I am going to take a shower!

-Stingy ass, why didn’t you do it at home?

I wave dismissively, carrying on to my plans, with a smile on my face, feeling awkward after so long to let hope for better days overtake my mindset.