Utopia

Chapter-7

There was a lot of explaining to Millie about the bags, just as I had expected. She was sorry that she couldn’t meet Adrian Scott. I said he gave me my wardrobe allowance. Millie didn’t know it was a thing. I thought I saw a dull light of suspicion in her eyes. But she didn’t push the matter further. 

We parted in front of the mall since we lived on opposite sides of the town. Since my hundred dollars were saved, thanks to Adrian, I allowed myself the luxury of taking a cab home. In the privacy of my home, I started thinking about Adrian. The way he bought a bunch of casual clothes for me, the way he gripped my shoulders like we knew each other for a long time. I emptied the bags and sifted through the lovely sundresses, comfortable tank tops, and cargos. And the bikinis. I never had the chance to wear a bikini although Jason and Millie said a lot of times, I had the body to pull off one. They always seemed too expensive for two skimpy pieces of clothing for me.

He wanted me to try the bikinis on and tell him if the size was correct or not. A naughty smile, very unlike me had crept onto my lips as I thought about discussing my bikini size with him. The whole ordeal seemed less mortifying and more amusing as I thought about in the safety of my home, away from all the prying eyes. I picked a pair from the bundle of clothes. A bikini in electric blue color. I would stand out on my pale body. I ran my fingers on the soft material imagining how it would look and feel on my body. I tore the price tag without even looking at it. The prices of these dresses would give me a coronary. That was for sure. 

I played with the bikini for some time, thinking whether I should or should not wear it. I could not still wrap my mind around the fact that they belonged to me now. A part of my mind, which grew up without the luxury of branded clothing was telling me to treat the dresses as though they were on loan,

But another part of me which thought I deserved good things, urged me to try them on. At least the electric blue bikini. I succumbed to the latter. I got down from my bed and stood in front of the cramped space between my bed and the long mirror on the wall. I peeled off the white t-shirt I was wearing and unbuttoned my jeans. I got out of my cotton underwear and slipped into the soft and small bikini which covered just the essential bits and pieces. I looked at myself in the mirror and I had to struggle to catch my breath. I had never looked so...sexy.

The top of the bikini covered half of my breasts while the other half could be seen as my cleavage. I always thought my breasts were a little bigger than I liked them to be. Jason liked them though. Ugh no! I scolded myself. I should stop associating my body and sexiness with Jason. He had nothing to do with me now. Shaking my head, I continued looking at myself. My eyes traveled along my flat belly, my hips, and then my long legs. Millie always said I had dancer’s legs although I was the worst dancer. I had also made myself an important note that I should get waxed down there if I ever hoped to wear this thing in public, especially when Adrian was around.

That was wrong. It was stupid of me to think of Adrian when I was half-naked, wearing a bikini which he touched with hands. The same hands which touched my lips in his office. I felt a familiar feeling of my stomach dropping and knees becoming weak. I didn’t feel this- this feeling of desire since I broke up with Jason. I didn’t know why I was being horny since I stepped into Adrian’s office. It was irrational. But I couldn’t help it. But then again, what harm could come from fantasizing about Adrian if no one except me knew about it. There were people doing more freaky things than fantasizing about their boss.

I shuffled through the clutter in my bedroom and approached my nightstand. I opened the drawer and pulled out the package which I hadn’t opened since my birthday four months ago. I opened the flaps and pulled out the thing- the thing that I thought I would never use. A vibrator.

I didn’t buy it. I would never waste money on a vibrator. It was a gift from Millie after my breakup with Jason. Two months after our breakup, Millie realized I was not seeing other men. She tried to talk to me to start dating again. But after the nasty breakup, I was just not ready to be vulnerable in front of a man in that intimate way again. So, she gifted me the toy so I would not be ‘famished for s*x’ as Millie had put it so graciously. I knew there was nothing wrong with relieving myself but I just could not get myself to use it. And what would I think about when using it? Certainly not Jason. And my mind was full of his images when I so much as lean towards thinking about s*x. So, I never even take it out of the package after Millie had presented it to me.

But today was different. Today there was a man other than Jason who stirred desires in me. Adrian Scott. His calmness, coolness, authoritativeness, and his touch, everything made me think of sinful thoughts. I bit my bottom lip and half-closed my eyes. I tossed the vibrator on the bed and unhooked my top. It fell away revealing my ample breasts with n*****s erect. I run my hands on my belly and down towards my hips and undid the strings that are holding the bikini bottom against my groin. I looked at the smoky-eyed, naked girl in the mirror. She didn’t look like the usual me. She looked sexy and confident in her own skin.

I picked the vibrator from the bed which was in a cute pink color. I checked it for batteries. Everything was in place. I took a deep breath and pushed the small button. The toy came to life in my hands, moving and vibrating. I fell on the bed, my hair spreading beneath my head. I was already wet down there. I applied the vibrator on my sweet spot. The effect made me gasp. I closed my eyes and there was Adrian. He was shirtless. He was wearing only faded denim jeans and was standing between my spread legs, staring down at me. In this image, I didn’t have a vibrator in my hand. I was waiting for him.

As I was looking at him, my cheeks flaring red with desire and embarrassment, he knelt at the foot of the bed just like he did this morning in his office. His head was in line with my nether regions and took every ounce of strength in me to not buckle my hips. His hands gripped the inside of my thighs and separated them. His face disappeared between my legs and I could only see the mop of his black hair as his tongue was working wonders on me.

“Adrian,” I moaned. I clutched his hair. I couldn’t tell if I was pulling him away or pushing him down. His long hand reached out and pinched my n****e as a response. I writhed on the bed as the pressure inside me built up until my whole body was on fire. Adrian’s tongue was relentless. My legs and hips started shaking. I bit hard into my lip. My back arched from the bed. Orgasm coursed through my body as I hit the bed. A satisfied smile crept on my face as my eyes rolled back into my head. Adrian left his head from between my legs and gave my breasts a squeeze. I moaned in agreement.

I opened my eyes to see Adrian. But he was not there. I was alone in my room, one hand clutching my breast and another hand between my legs holding the vibrator. I switched it off and got up. I was still smiling despite the realization that Adrian was not here. Nothing could wipe the joy that tremendous orgasm had just given me, at least for the next few minutes. It was not this intense even when there was Jason. I hated to admit it but it was always about him even in the bedroom. I could count on my fingers the number of times he went down on me without muttering.

Maybe everything was turning out for the best since I left that sucker. I didn’t dare to acknowledge that erotic dream I had about Adrian. I was just not ready. Better not ruin this moment thinking complex thoughts. I dressed and went through the rest of the day with renewed energy.