Chapter 5 His my first

[ Amanda Martin Point of view]

When I was twenty, I went through a lot of pain, but booze and cigarettes were always there for me, letting me know that I wasn't alone. My life has been spiraling downward ever since that day. My older sister was right; I do need to be strong and accept what has happened, even though I wasn't prepared for it.

Even though it's been a month since our dad died and we've recently relocated to a new city and a new home, I still can't bring myself to believe that he is in a better place.

My mother always teased me about being the family's "black sheep," but I always ignored her. This is my first day on the job as a cashier at a 24-hour convenience store, and I couldn't be happier.

"What's the rush?" As I apply lipstick to his lips, Kate turns to me and asks. This chick, who is already twenty-three years old and is my typical friend, is the one who introduced me to smoking and drinking.

"Guess what, I've done my part and am now cashing in my first paycheck!" I told her, and all she did was high-five me.

"Let's go to the clubs and hang out with the hot boys!" she exclaimed to me.

"I have to get to work eventually, but maybe we could meet up after I finish my duty." My voice drops as I speak softly to her.

"You don't need to utter it in a whisper; I can hardly pick it up as it is."

As for me, I've already said my goodbyes to Kate for the day and am on my way to the office, even though it is only 5:00 in the morning. I went and got my paycheck and then threatened to go to Starbucks with it.

I've earned this, and I also ordered a pizza to go. I save for college expenses, my allowance, and my vices (HAHAHAHA).

When I got home an hour later, Mom was in front of the TV, and Tessa was still at the office. I'm bringing pizza to Mom right now.

"How did you come up with the capital for this?"

This is a question she poses.

"I've got to change out of these clothes I bought with my first paycheck, and wait, I have a shift tonight."

As I spoke, she nodded her agreement.

I'm glad I bought pizza for her because she seems to really like it. It's only fair that I help her out financially when she needs it, too. After a brief bout of primping, I hop on the bus and head straight to the workplace.

[10:00 PM, Amanda's Workplace]

"Wow, Amanda, you are stunning." My coworker remarked.

"I don't need you drooling on me to tell me that I'm hot as fuck." A response came from me.

"You are attractive as well," they said.

While someone was paying at the register, the customer said

"Thank you, sir." It made me laugh, too.

"I'd like to acquire your number if possible. "Please make a note of this on my receipt."

He orders me around with a whisper, and I do what he says.

"Please find your receipt here, sir; your time is appreciated."

I uttered, and I heard him murmur his name.

"My name is Leo Lee."

A murmur came from his lips.

Oh, what the heck, I might have feelings for that guy.

"Who's that?" my co-worker asked.

"I don't know either."

A response came from me.

"It sounds like you're his type; he even complimented your attractiveness."

"I do."

HAHAHAHAH

.

It looks like we should go out and have some fun now, no? He just told me I'm hot, so I guess I am.

Those years have flown by, and now I'm all dolled up in a skirt and red lipstick.

Inquiring minds want to know, "Kate, where are you?"

Since I'm already in the pub, I decide to give Kate a call.

"Hold on, I'm coming over." All right, don't go in there, all right? Don't bother looking for anything; I'll be right back.

The conversation ended with her statement, and I just put down the phone.

I really need to call that Leo, but I don't have his number.

The thought of him only lasted a few seconds before an unknown number began contacting me.

It had better be him.

"Hello?"

There was a husky voice on the other end.

We're all wondering, "Who is this?"

And I stated it in my most alluring tone.

"I'm Leo Lee, and this is the man from a little while ago at the gas station."

His words.

"Fine, but tell me, why did you call me?"

He gets a question from me.

"I'm just checking in to see if this is a good time to catch up with you."

His words came out.

I just can't help but crack a smile; I have a good feeling about our relationship.

"Please accept my apologies; I'm in a bar a short distance from my workplace with my friend and I plan to have a blast."

I said.

"You can wait for me at the bar; I guess I'm familiar with it."

His words.

"Are you serious about me?"

To learn more about you, "yes" is the answer.

Are you serious? Does he not even seem to be joking?

"Then I'll see you later.""

There was a happy giggle in mine.

I had just hung up the phone when I felt a blow to the head.

After a moment of silence, I realized that Kate was behind me.

The question was, "Hey, why did you beat me?"

The question comes from me to her.

"You were grinning and conversing on the phone, oblivious to my presence while you did it."

I simply embraced her with relief.

"What do you think?"

I said.

"Hey, break the hug," she said.

When I try to get closer, she shoves me away.

Then, let's get inside and get some drinks! Have a shindig with me, chick.

I told her to hold on tight as I grabbed her hands.

"Who was it on the phone with you?"

This is a question she poses.

"You'll be meeting him eventually, so why not enjoy the moment?"

We're now dancing on the heads of the audience with drinks in our hands, all because of a single word I uttered.

I'm in a good mood because of all the noise around me.

Having fun with no interruptions is exactly what I've been looking for.

Now that Kate and I are dancing with the crowd, I've noticed that a man is caressing her from behind, so I lean over and mumble something to her.

"There's a lovely man stroking you from behind."

I said.

"What? "I have no idea what you're saying.

She yelled in my face.

I simply down the vodka and turn her around to face backwards.

"Go have some with a guy!"

After I yelled at her, all she said was, "You must discover yours too!"

Even after a few drinks, I couldn't stop dancing to the beat. Even though I feel frumpy in this crop top and skirt tonight, I know that I am stunningly attractive and sensual in private.

"What's up, sweetie?"

Someone just embraced me from behind and murmured something.

As the saying goes, "Let's have some fun tonight."

I heard his gruff voice behind me, and as I turned around, he was standing there.

To which Nate responds, "Oh."

He merely grinned and agreed with what I stated.

"You are just stunning, babe."

His words.

We were dancing, and I put my hands on his neck.

I'm confused by your repeated use of the word "baby."

So I question him, and instead of getting defensive, he leans in and

"Are you not enjoying it?"

A moment later, his hands were on my hips, and he was whispering in my ear.

Simply refer to me as "baby" if you must.

I whisperer to him.

We were dancing among the crowd when he grabbed my hand and led me to our seat.

"If you're thirsty, what do you want to drink?"

I am the recipient of his question.

"Give me a swig of that, because I want to--"

"Don't go that fast, honey."

His words.

HAHAHAHA

Simply put, "Vodka will do."

I told the man, and he nodded and summoned a waiter.

When our food arrived a few seconds later, I looked for Kate, and, fuck, there she was with some guy, and they were kissing passionately.

Since I haven't experienced my first kiss and since I have Leo at the moment, I suppose I am finally ready to give it a shot.

"What gives with the weird stare?"

I inquire, and he only settles in next to me and draws me into a hug.

"Gazing upon you is pure pleasure to me."

Then he spoke out and put his hands on my legs.

In any case, how old are you, Leo?

He gets a question from me.

Prior to answering my query, he drank some vodka.

"I turned 25 this year, so how old are you?"

His words.

I drank first, and I fear his reaction to hearing my age.

"I'm just twenty years old, you know."

A response came from me.

He was taken aback by it.

"What the fuck, you're too young, but why do you look so nice for someone who's not even twenty?"

His words.

"Why?"

"Have you considered getting someone younger than you?"

He just caressed my legs, and holy hell, I'm totally into it.

To which he said, "Yeah, that's exactly my taste."

His voice was low and hoarse as he spoke.

"Have you started working already?"

"I work in 24/7 store; what about you?"

"Out of all the possible places to work, why the corner store?"

"Since I'm just in my third year of university, it's a job I do on the side."

Astonished, the speaker exclaimed, "Oh, really?" "Which way are you going from here?"

There's no such thing as "BS tourism."

I said something, and he smiled.

Oh, that suits your taste perfectly.

"You're right"

Then I made a remark and started drinking.

"Shall we call ourselves buddies then?"

Inquiring minds want to know, so I tell him.

I gave him the okay to kiss me, and the next thing I know, he has me on his lips.

The taste of his lips and tongue was delicious.

I kissed him right back, and we're taking a breather right now.

"How come you kissed me?"

I ask him with a grin on my face.

"Why? What, you don't like it?

He uses a low, husky voice to inquire.

Like it or not, we need to finish the vodka and dance for the crowd.

I specifically mentioned that tonight was the night that I wanted to let loose.

He nodded, poured vodka on me, and now we're on our way to join the crowd.

In every nook and cranny of this club, couples can be seen dancing and kissing.

We both have vodka in our palms as I dance at his front and he joins in.

Because of the close quarters, I'm using his body to my advantage as I try to seduce him with my dance.

It looks like he just got horny with me because he's biting his lips.

I kissed his chest and put my hands on his, and he pulled me closer so we were almost touching, and he kissed me passionately while his hands traced my body.

The admonition to "Get a room!"

It was my pal Kate who just yelled at us. HAHAHAHA

Leo has finally stopped groping and kissing me, and he has taken my hand and led me out of the bar.

"What are our plans?"

He gets a question from me.

He popped the trunk of his car and

"Hop in."

He instructed, so I complied.

He has gotten behind the wheel and is currently driving.

We're asking Leo, "Where are we going?"

So, I decide to question him once more.

To that end, "Let's get together at my place for some."

He said with a grin, "

I take one look at him and realize I've had a few drinks, but is he worthy of my trust? Do I have that right?

"The two of us are coming over to your apartment, right?"

I said.

"You will have a good time doing it; yes, it will be enjoyable."

"My mother will be quite upset with me."

My thoughts immediately returned to my mother and sister.

"That's not the case; you're an adult now. What you taste later on will impress you."

Since I was only wearing a skirt, he put his hand inside of it and murmured something in a gruff voice while touching my legs.

"Don't touch that, for the love of God."

I said.

"I'm really sorry, honey."

And I have to keep my eyes on the road at all times, he added.

After a few minutes of driving, we are finally here at his place, and as we approach his room, he freaking kisses me torridly and touches my body, which makes me go mad. Now he's putting his hand on my chest.

A resounding "Oh, right there, babe."

That's so satisfying that it makes me groan.

Are you saying, "You want more, babe, huh?"

His velvety voice is like a whisper in my ear.

So I gave in, and now we're both lying on his bed, with him on top.

A lot of fun is in store for tonight.

Okay, so this is what you mean by a "one-night stand."