Chapter 5 Caught A Glimpse Of You

Athena's father's wish was granted. They successfully had their lunch and dinner at a fancy restaurant. After that, Greg sends her home and of course, they can't bid goodbye without the main course. And they did it thrice that day.

First, inside her car. Second, in her room. Lastly, inside the bathroom. The following day, she got her monthly period, and she told to Greg. And he can't do anything about it but wait until it lasts.

It seems like Greg is already having fun about their setup. And Athena can't believe that she's in that situation. Even though Greg has this remarkable background, still she's grateful that the guy saves half of her broken piece.

Greg cultivates her how to learn new wild things. She's not that young anyway, she's turning twenty-six in a month, and in those stages, she must be already on the verge of building her new family. She owes everything to Greg. If he doesn't come into her life, maybe she's still insane thinking about how the hell Mark cheated on her.

"Athena, are you coming with us tonight?" asked, Leira.

Athena sipped on the straw of her milk tea, "yes," she replied.

They're inside a milk tea shop near her condominium. And she's with Leira and Camila.

"The same spot?" she asked.

"Yes, we can't waste a discount, you know," Camila uttered.

"You know what, you two were stingy. I want to go to a place that is something new. What if..." she took a bite from her Spanish bread, "we'll try to find one, the one we have not been through. You know, for a change."

Her friends look at each other seems like they're sensing something going unusual from her. A smile arouses on their thin lips.

Athena arched her left brow. "What?" she asked.

"It's just me or what. There's something in you, that we can't understand. Usually, you're the one who doesn't like to waste money-a discount. And now, you're suggesting that we will try other bars? Wow! Pretty amazing," said Camila.

Athena rolled her eyes. "You were imagining things." She sipped on her milk tea. "So... do you agree with me?"

"You see," Leira said and look at Camila. "She's changing the topic, right?"

Camila nodded, and Athena rolled her eyeballs again.

"Care to share?" Leira asked but she just laughed.

"You know what, let's just finish drinking this," she lifted her cup of milk tea, "so we can go home.

The two grimaced and just continue eating their food. She's wondering why she has friends like them. But honestly, she is grateful to have them by her side. They've been friends for seven years. She met them when she was just in college.

They don't have perfect friendships. They still have fights, and misunderstandings, sometimes when they fought over something, they won't talk to each other for a day or two. Among the three, Athena was more patient than Camila and Leira. Because the two act like five-year-old kids when they can't have what they want.

Athena and Leira were closer than Camila. Because they always accompany each other, not unless when they're busy.

In Camila's case, she is always on a trip abroad. Because when Camila's father died, she takes all the responsibilities left by her late father. And most of it was located outside the country.

Camila is half Aussie, half Filipina. Her mother died when she gave birth to Camila. While Leira was a pure Filipino. All of them are the only successors of their empire.

AT NIGHT, they travel much longer to find a new bar. Her friends were left with no choice. Besides, there's nothing wrong with doing new things.

They agreed to go to GXX Bar and Restaurant. They choose the farthest bar in town, and they travel for an hour to see the place.

Greg called her lately, but she didn't bother to answer it. Besides, she texted him that she was with her friends. She also needs to hang out with her friends and set aside first her agreement with Greg. Her monthly period was last yesterday that's why she can drink tonight.

She didn't tell Greg that they were outside, the man only knows that she was with her friends. As if, he cares. They're just fuck buddies.

As they enter the bar, the smell of the smoke from vapes, shattered around them. The lights were slightly blinding, they need to adjust their vision. When it was done, Athena gasped in surprise.

The place was vast and filled with too many people. There were strippers in the center. Shit! She cursed under her breath. The signage of the bar shouldn't be a bar and resto but a clubhouse instead. The name doesn't describe the inside.

The soft and enticing music embraces their ears and Leira grumbled, "This is a bad place, Athena. For goodness' sake, we're virgins."

They were seated in front of the counter. "Three vodka ala Mello, please," Athena said to the bartender. "Really? You two were virgins. Whom you're fooling?"

Camila got devirginized when she was eighteen, and she doesn't know who the guy is. Because Camila won't tell her story to them. What they only know is that it's a guy Camila met in a bar in Brisbane.

Leira also is not a virgin anymore. She gave in to the best friend of her cousin on the mother's side. What was his name again?

"Leira, what was the name of that lucky person who got your V-card?" Athena asked, mockingly. She gets their drink and handed one to Leira and the other glass to Camila.

"Shut up!" Leira answered, seeming pissed.

"Not a virgin, my foot," she whispered.

And of course, Athena is not also a virgin anymore, and they don't know about it. All they know is that... she's still a virgin.

"Oh, I remember his name," said Camila. "It's Flitzer Marco Vergara," she added and chuckled.

"Will you two stop it? I hate hearing that name. I cursed that name!" Leira said, seeming furious.

"Hmm... admit it... you had great sex with him. You moaned and-"

"Shut up, okay?" Leira meddled with Camila's words and drink from her glass. "How many times do I have to tell you, I was drunk that time? I didn't know what exactly happened. I was drunk. Gets?" Leira said and glared at Camila, but the latter just laughed.

Athena just shook her head and smiled. When they finished their drinks, she ordered more. And it's a bucket of beer this time.

"Let's drink all night until we get tipsy," she said and give a toss.

Athena diverted her gaze at the dancefloor-where the strippers swing their bodies on the cold silver pool wearing just the undergarments. They keep on dancing and circling on the pole, swaying their hips to the beat of the daring music. Men around were drooling like it was a kind of food that they have a grave for.

She winced. Men do love that kind of stuff, huh? She drinks again in her glass and rests it on the countertop. It was already a half when she suddenly feels the warmth from the alcohol. She took off her blazer and placed it on the countertop.

"Better," she mumbled.

She wears a royal blue sleeveless dress. Well, she likes to wear a dress with no sleeves. The weather is hot anyway, and she got used to it. She tossed the last drops of her drink and ask for another one.

"Hey, Athena, not too much, okay?" said, Leira.

"Don't worry, I won't," she replied.

She grabbed another and drink it. The taste of the alcohol is really good. It's been days since the last time she visits a bar.

"Athena," Camila called her. And she immediately faces her, but it seems like she did a wrong turn. Her neck hurts. She surveyed it using her hand as it lingers on her nape. "Ouch."

"Hey, are you okay?" Leira and Camila asked in unison.

Athena smile. "Yeah. I think I did a wrong turn when I faced your direction. Anyway, what do you wanna say?" she asked Camila.

"When we're done here, we'll going to stay and do a sleepover in your condo," Camila said.

"Sure," she replied. Her hand is still on her nape. She tried to lift her head to barely ease the pain, but her eyes widened, when she saw the man upstairs, hand resting on the rails, staring at her with his blazing eyes.

Greg.

The moment their eyes meet, her heart thumps fast, it's not that she's in love but the thought of... she seems like she has done something wrong behind Greg's.

She knew that they already had an agreement, but if she would not entertain any guy, they're good. Besides, she's just having a drink.

But why does she feel like she did something wrong?

"Gals, I just go to the bathroom."

Leira and Camila just nodded, and she stands up and walks through the bathroom.

Her body shivered as if someone is watching her every move. Sometimes, you will feel as if someone is eyeing you.

She heaved a deep sigh and set aside her thought. She's not her boyfriend, to begin with.

"Relax, Athena. You got this," she whispered.

She cursed when she realized that she doesn't know where the bathroom is. She then pokes the person near her and asks. But it seems like the emo girl didn't hear it clearly because of the loud music. She repeats it, but this time, it's louder.

"Just turn left," the girl replied while pointing the way.

"Thanks."

She followed the direction the girl gave her. She was about to twist the doorknob when someone grabs her left arm. And her eyes widened when she saw Greg. But she composes herself and relaxes. Pretending that she's not getting intimidated by his presence. "Hi," she greeted, bubbly and tries not to stutter. "Fancy meeting you here," she added.

Greg's grip on her arm tightened, and she winced. "Hey," she tried to loosen it. "Greg, get off," she said.

"You're with your friends, huh?" he said in a serious tone. He loosens his grip, but he never lets go of her.

"Of course, I am," she answered. Is he blind?

"Why didn't you tell me that you will go out?"

She chuckled. What's the point? He's not even her boyfriend. They're just fuck buddies.

"As far as I remember, I'm not obliged to tell you wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, and whenever I want it to be. Don't worry," she moves closer to him. She touches his chest, "we're just having some drink. It's not that I'm flirting with other men," she said in a sweet, flirty tone.

Greg's brows creased. He let go of her arm and snake his arms on her waist and pull her closer to him. She gasped as their body bump into each other, eyes on each other that symbolizes something. And it seems like she awakens something down there.

"Oops." She pushed him and Greg let go. "We're not going to do our business here. Besides, I badly need to pee. Ciao!" she smiled and opened the door. She went inside, and she was about to close it when Greg push it and get in. Her eyes widened when he locked the door.

"Greg! get out," she said and tries to push the guy away, but he seems like steel-hard and firm. He has broad shoulders and well-defined muscles and he's six feet two inches tall.

She put her hands on her waist. "Please, get out," she said.

He shook his head and said, "no."

Athena cursed. "Please. This is a lady's bathroom, Greg, for Pete's sake."

"You are going to Leave me like this?" he said and took a glimpse of his lower part, "after you seduced me and make me hard?"

'Hmm. I love his accent,' she thought.

"Seduced you?" she asked and laugh. "I just touched you."

"Yes, you touched me, but you did the sweet-talking and I won't let my cock harden without doing you," he said, seriously.

She arched an eyebrow. "I'm going to poo, so get out," she said and turned her back to him. She was about to step forward when he suddenly clutched her behind and carry her.

She squeals, "Greg!"

What if someone will hear her scream outside? Maybe those bouncers will kick her ass off the bar.

Greg put her on the countertop. "Damn, you're heavy," she griped. He took off his gray t-shirt and put it beside her.

She hemmed and laughed. "Who told you to carry me, huh?" she mocked. "And I'm not heavy. I'm sexy, just so you know."

He smirked and give her a kiss that makes her gasp. She then snakes her arms around his nape to deepen the kiss, but Greg grabs it and tampered it on the mirror.

They shared drastic and warm kisses. Savoring each other seems like it was sweet icing on the top of a cake. His hands started to roam around her back, going to her thighs, up to her piles. He harshly caressed it and she's loving it. He's doing some scouring all over her body, without breaking the kiss.

He pushed down her dress, down to her waist and he moves next to his no-strap brassiere. She rests her palms on top of the tiled countertop, to give support. His kisses trailed down to her left ear, down to her neck, his left hand on the tip of her breast, tweaking it, hard. She moaned and arched her body to give him better access.

"They'll h-hear us-ah... outside," she said between her moans.

"The room," his mouth envelops his left tip and sucked it, "is soundproof."

She almost convulsed because of the tingling sensation growing in her stomach. "How... how did you-hmm... know?"

He stands up and meets her eyes. "Because I owned this."

"What? I didn't know that-"

"Now you know," he said and smirked. He then continues to kiss her again. Leaving his two palms above her pile, between his fingers were her tips. He bends down and sucked it, he let her breasts meet at the center and sucked her tips concurrently.

She groaned.

He pulled up her dress and let it rest on her waist. He took off her undies as he found her cleft. He pushed her gently and her elbow is now giving her body support.

Greg gave soft kisses on her left thigh then later, he slides one finger inside her core, which makes her moan louder.

His finger started to enter back and forth, slowly at first then it goes in and out, faster and faster. Their eyes met. "You like it?" he asked first.

She bit her lip, trying to hold herself from moaning. She nodded.

"I'm... near. Hmm," she said and reached her first climax.

Athena thought that Greg will already stop when he was done playing with her jewel. But she was wrong. Her hand grabbed his hair as he suddenly envelops her pussy with his mouth. She groaned, loudly.

He sipped her core, and his tongue explored her depths.

She groaned again.

He hungrily sucked her pearl and his tongue is swirling around her jewel.

She then cum.

He composes himself and remove her belt and pushed his pants down to his knees.

She gasped when she saw his toy harden.

Greg touched it, pull her closer and her most precious jewel welcomed his shaft.

They both moaned as their body exchanged pleasures.

He thrust deeply, moving back and forth, digging deep within.

She encircles her arms around her neck. Her piles were flustered on his chest and it gave warmth to her body.

They were both enjoying it. He closes his eyes as if he feels the electrifying sensation their body makes. His palms rested on her pile and caresses it gently.

"You took your pills... have you?" he asked between his every thrust.

She just nodded and closes her eyes.

Greg thrusts faster, harder, and deeper until she feels his juices explode inside. He carried her and put her down. He then moved her as she faces the mirror and Greg gripped her waist.

He gently pushed apart her legs using his feet. And roughly thrust behind and moved swiftly. They can loudly hear their moans and the sound of their bodies, colliding.

Through the exploration of the wild, they both cum. All through it, every moment with Greg, sharing time intimately, will all be part of her intriguing life.

They finished their session without interruptions. They have luck because no one dares to enter the room.

"Greg," she called. The guy was busy putting up his belt.

"What?" he asked and rest her hand on both sides of the counter, caging her.

"This is not a public restroom, isn't it?"

If it is the restroom for everyone, there must be people who will knock outside to make their kinds of stuff. They have lots of customers and her friends will already be finding her at that phase time.

He smirked. "Exactly what I thought. You'll be going to ask about it. No. It's not."

She throws a light punch in his chest. "You beast."

"Beast in fucking... you?" he asked, and the side of his lips twitched up.

"Crazy," she mumbled. She faced the mirror and fix herself. "I need to go. My friends might be wondering why I stayed up longer."

He smirked and replied, "Sure."

Why does she feel like there is something behind his smirking face? She squinted her eyes.

"You know what Greg? I am a keen observer. I know that there's something you need to tell me."

He chuckled. "Your friends already went home."

Her eyes widened and she fidgets. "What? That's impossible."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Then see it for yourself."

She then rushes out through the place where they last saw them. To her dismay, they are gone, and Greg is telling the truth. She wandered around and hoped that they just go for a dance or something, but she found none. She stomps her feet and pulls some strands of her hair out of frustration.

"How can I get home?" she whispered.

She needs to see Greg-that asshole. He is getting on her nerves already. Damn, that guy! Shouts the corner of her mind.

She did not fail to see him. Greg was climbing upstairs when she called him, "Greg!" but it seems like he did not hear it. The man is still climbing and the music was flashy. Those loud noises make her more furious. She called him once more, then he stopped. She climbs up and left two steps between them.

"What?" Greg asked, brows raised.

"What did you do to my friends?"

"Huh? I didn't do anything."

"Liar."

She went near him and grabbed the collar of his shirt and does not care if she got attention.

Greg lowered down as she pulls him.

"Whoa, chill down tigress." He then gently removes her grip on his collar and puts her hands down. "Here's the scenario," he started. "When you bring down your gaze into mine, I climb down. Seems like you make an excuse to go to the bathroom." He smirked. "I've talked to them that I will be the one to take you home, and they said yes," he explained.

"You make them believe you that fast?" I asked. He nodded and bit his lower lip to hold himself not to laugh.

"Liar. You did it that fast?" she laughed, sarcastically. "You're not Flash to make things in a rush. Do not fool the hell out of me. My friends will never Leave me, and they will not Leave me in this place, alone," she said and gritted her teeth out of frustration.

"Is that so? Call them if you want. Whether you like it or you want it..." She raised her left eyebrow. Huh? Where are the choices? "you're going home with me, baby," he said and winked at her.