Manhattan
When my alarm clock rang at seven in the morning I thought I was going to die, because I was so tired. As you’ve probably already figured out, I couldn’t sleep because Theo and Mom were fucking all night. I quickly put on the first clothes I saw in the closet and went down to the kitchen. He was already there. Theo. Theo fucking Garcia. Without a T-shirt and only in his boxers, he whistled and baked pancakes. His huge body was thankfully covered with my mother’s apron. If it wasn’t, my panties would be even wetter than they already were.
I started thinking again about how he would fuck me on the counter. How he would spread my legs with his huge strong hands, grab me by the neck, and lightly stroke my pussy with his fingers. Then he would start kissing me on my neck and go lower and lower until I would feel his hot breath on my pussy. He would start licking me more and more intensely. He would eat me. Adding more fingers and pushing them so deep inside that I would close my eyes shouting his name. He would take his fingers out of my pussy, suppress them into my mouth and order me to lick them to taste my sweetness. He would take his dick and push it into my sweetest dripping spot. Oh no, Theo wouldn’t have sex with me gently, Theo would fuck me hard, squeeze my neck and shove his hand in my mouth. Tempo would be faster and faster, Theo pushing stronger, his dick getting harder. My pussy would cling to his dick and I would moan and scream with painful pleasure.
“Oh, FUCK YES!” I shouted.
I was standing at the kitchen entrance, dreaming with my eyes closed about Theo fucking me as a voice suddenly woke me up.
“Patricia? Are you all right?” Theo asked anxiously but surprised.
Oh. my. God. No. Did I just scream that out loud? Fuck. I opened my eyes and looked at Theo shyly. I expected him to look at me confused, but he didn’t. He had a smirk on his face. He licked his lower lip and turned his gaze to my bottom, and traveled forward to my right thigh. I looked down and realized that my shirt was not long enough to cover my wet panties. I was dripping down my thigh onto the kitchen floor. In other words, I was wet as fuck.
At that moment, I wanted to sink into the ground. I was so ashamed. I didn’t know what to do and I just stood there and stared at Theo.
“Hmm, I see you really like pancakes Patricia, perhaps even a bit too much.” Theo laughed with a stupid smirk on his face.
The moron knew well what influence he had on me. I couldn’t believe how much he enjoyed teasing me.
“Ha-ha, yes, sometimes I find it hard to hold myself back when I smell pancakes,” I answered sarcastically and gave him a deadly look.
Damn. Theo fucking Garcia, you have no idea who are you messing with.
Mom entered the kitchen with a smile on her ears. Hmmm, I wonder why? It couldn’t possibly be because she fucked all night.
“Patricia, honey. Theo and I have some news for you. As you may know, I haven’t been doing well in the salon lately, too many bills have accumulated and I just can’t do it anymore. Theo and I thought about it and concluded that it would be best for all of us to move in with him in Manhattan. I know that it will be difficult at first Patricia, but we need a new fresh start,” she said indifferently to me as if everything was fine.
She glorified Theo as if he were a God. It all got on my nerves. To move to Manhattan? Was she crazy? What will I do without Trina?! No way.
“Mom, if you need a fucking man to save you from your trouble, it doesn’t mean I need one too. What? Do you think now that we’re moving to Manhattan we’re going to become a perfect family? Get along mom. We’ll never be a perfect fucking family!” I slammed the door.
Luckily, Trina was already waiting for me outside. I got in the car and while driving to school, explained everything that had happened.
“Oh, you fucking slut! Is that how you dare to dream about your mom’s boyfriend? Bitch!” Trina scoffed at me.
“Ugh, Trina!!! You completely missed the point! I’m moving to Manhattan!” I replied indignantly.
“I don’t even understand why you’re making drama again? Seriously?! Patricia, I would move there right away, if I could. There are plenty of hot guys, crazy clubs, and above all dreamy shopping malls! I really don’t know what you’re waiting for.”
“Trina, you know very well that I don’t care. How will I survive without you? I don’t know how to tell Alex about all of this. Do you think a long-distance relationship would work?”
“Patricia, honestly? That’s Alex. You know very well that with your absence, he will cheat on you all the time. The guy is a nymphomaniac and won’t last a second without sex. I think it’s better if you finish things with him.”
“Yeah, you’re right, Trina.”
“Yes, I am! Don’t worry, Patricia. If it’s easier for you, I can also tell him. Maybe he’ll take the news better from me.”
“Thank you, Trina. I’m really glad to have you,” I replied as I got out of the car.
The history lesson was extremely tedious, as the professor demanded that we also write down information into our notebooks, which was not important for the exam. What a waste of time….
“Bzzz, bzzz” My phone vibrated. I unlocked it and saw Trina’s message on the screen;
Sup, bitch! Alex actually handled these things pretty well, for some unknown reason. Tonight we are organizing a farewell party for you at Alex’s home! See you at 20:00 xoxo.
Alex handled the news well? That’s really weird. I expected him to be angry, or at least offended, given that I canceled our morning sexual session for today. I decided to come to the party about an hour earlier, to get a chance to be with Alex alone, so I could tell him that it would be better for both of us if our relationship ended.
When I got home, there were no black Mercedes parked in the driveway. That made me happy because I wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with a gentleman who rescues helpless women from financial dilemmas. I immediately ran to my room and started getting ready for the party. Luckily, my mother was not at home either, so I needn’t explain to her where I was going and with whom I would be there. I took my purse from the chair and headed down the stairs. In the hall, I checked the time and saw that it was only 6 p.m. Although I planned to go to Alex’s place tops one hour before the party started, two hours offered me a chance for good break-up sex. Even though I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy it, I still wanted him for one last time.
Alex only lives a few blocks away and so I got to his house on foot. Trina’s car was parked in front of the house. She must have come earlier to help get everything ready for the party. I was relieved as I knew that with Trina’s moral support I would find it easier to break up with Alex. The front door was unlocked so I entered.
“Hey! Alex, Trina! I’m here!” I shouted aloud.
I went into the living room where I found tons of alcohol, but Trina and Alex were not there. Trina was obviously not joking when she told me that her dad had bought alcohol for hundreds of people. Suddenly, I heard a strange noise coming from upstairs. Like someone overturned a closet or something. It sounded like it came from Alex’s room. Frightened, I ran up the stairs and opened his door wide.
“ALEX??????” I screamed.
