MY BED PARTNERS

D*mn it! My engine wouldn't start.

"Oh, come on, not now. I can't do this with you at this hour, buddy. It's 10:15, I have to get home early. Please don't do this."

I tried countless times to start the engine, but my car was the weapon fashioned against me tonight.

Shortly after, it started pouring rain outside. "Oh please, don't do this now, I'm begging you."

"Ladies and gentlemen, a toast to the newlyweds of the city! May their marriage last forever!"

While everyone was celebrating my boss's daughter's wedding, I was outside struggling with my car. A poor guy like me, stuck in a broken-down car in the rain. Oh God, help me!

I remembered my girlfriend Bianca. She had promised to pick me up when I told her about my car this morning. I checked my phone, but there was no message, no call from her. I dialed her number.

It rang, but she didn't answer.The rain intensified. "Bianca, come on..." I murmured softly. I called again, and thankfully, she answered this time. "Hello, babe."

At first, I didn't understand what I was hearing.

"Ahh yes, take me tighter, John!! I missed you so much, ahh..." Confused, I hung up. "What the hell is going on?" I whispered. I called her again. I was furious. She didn't answer. I called one more time, and this time she answered. I heard... "Ahh! D*mn, John, you're amazing.

You know exactly what you're doing to me. You're hitting all the right spots, I'm so breathless, I can feel it."

"Oh yes, give me all of you... hmmm, so incredible. I could do this all night. I missed us together, baby."

"Come on, girl, spoil me. You see, I'm so much better than your lame boyfriend," John teased. "Yeah, John, you're an animal in bed."

I couldn't take this crap anymore, I had to scream. "Babe, where are you and what the hell are you doing?" I demanded. "Who are you with and what are you two up to? I want an answer now!" My voice echoed through the phone

"Hey Sean, I'm so sorry, babe," she said. "I'm still at work."

"What's that noise? Who are you sleeping with?!"

"Bianca, don't you dare lie to me! Where are you and what are you doing?" Confused and furious, I stared at my phone.

There was a moment of silence before she spoke. "I'm with John."

"John?" My heart skipped a beat. In case you didn't know: John was her second ex-boyfriend. I tried to stay strong.

"You mean you're cheating on me with your second ex-boyfriend?"

I was disgusted and confused all at once, but before I could finish speaking, she had already hung up.I stared at the phone in disbelief.

"What is wrong with her? That girl is sleeping with her ex that monster, the one who almost killed her after treating her like a punching bag."

I ran my hands over my forehead. The party in the wedding hall still going on, but nothing made sense to me anymore. And the rain just wouldn't stop. I dialed my mother's number. The phone rang once, twice, three times.

She answered on the fourth ring. "Hello, Sean."It wasn't my mother. It was her secretary, Ms. Olivia. "Good evening Ma ," I said. "Hello, Sean, how are you?" Her tone sounded as if she wanted to lure me into hell with seductive grace. "I'm fine, ma'am." Her voice made me heat up inside and chased away the cold. I quickly pulled myself together trying not to stammer, because the mere sound of her voice was on the verge of arousing me. "My car broke down today, so I wanted my mother to pick me up."

"I see," she said. "Your mother is in a meeting right now. She won't be finished for another eight hours."

"All right, ma'am," I said.For heaven's sake, why am I suddenly so aroused? I know I have a crush on Mrs. Olivia. Things don't just happen; there's a reason for them.

I had been longing for Ms. Olivia ever since she asked me to help her with a problem on her phone and I saw the private photos in her gallery. She was posing completely naked, touching herself intimately, and showing off her curves to the camera. After seeing that, I was never the same. I had imagined her pampering me and us being completely intimate, even though she is so much older. I don't give a d*mn and don't judge me for it.

I leaned against my car, trembling all over. The cold seemed to seep right into my bones, even though all the windows were locked. The music from the party was still blaring. "This show is never going to end, I'm sure of it."

"I can't stay out here anymore; I have to go inside." I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. "Hey, watch where you're going!" D*mn, I'd bumped into someone. "I'm sorry, I was just running to get out of the rain. Please excuse my rudeness I hope you aren't hurt?"

"Nah, man, it's all good," the guy I'd bumped into replied. I walked into the hall. It was still packed with people. The event must have just started, as the crowd was still huge. I made my way through a side corridor and found the restroom. I tidied myself up and cleaned off my wetsuit. That made me think of Bianca again. I called her. She answered without hesitation. "What's going on, Sean?" she snapped. "What's going on with you, Bianca?"

"Nothing's going on with me? Don't ask me that."

"What did you do with that monster? You didn't pick me up like you promised."

"Oh, come on, Sean you're overreacting, and you know it. Besides, I'm busy."

"What do you mean, I'm overreacting?!" I tried to compose myself, but I was still furious. Bianca started yelling. "Why are you screaming? Why are you yelling at me?" I slammed my hand against the wall. "I'm not screaming! I'm speaking quietly. I'm just asking a simple question."

"Sean, listen to me: You don't get to run my life. Just because I'm with you doesn't mean you get to control me all the time."

"I'm not controlling you! I'm just asking what kind of unfaithful behavior you engaged in today. What do you mean, I'm controlling you? You cheated on me, and you're still yelling at me! You show absolutely no remorse you're just provoking me." "Sean, I've had enough of you.

I can't do this anymore. Let's end this now," she said. "What are you talking about? What do you mean, 'let's end this?" "What is this about?" I asked, my hands shaking violently. There was a moment of silence, then she broke it."It's over between us, Sean." My heart skipped a beat, and I gripped my phone tightly. "What? Why?!"

"It's over... deal with it." Before I could even process those words, the next blow came. "I'm going back to John. And that is final." My whole world collapsed in a matter of seconds. "You're breaking up with me because of John?!" "Not really because of John, Sean. I just can't be with you anymore."

"What? Is that why you cheated on me?! Bianca, you're just ending our relationship like that? What is wrong with you? Don't do this, you two-faced cheater!" I shouted.She remained silent for a few seconds before saying quietly, "Goodbye, Sean." I froze. Suddenly, there was absolute silence in the bathroom. I stared at my phone in disbelief. Had Bianca really just broken up with me? I couldn't believe it.

After everything we'd been through together, after all the promises and plans, she was ending it all over the phone. Wow. Slowly, I put the phone down and buried my face in my hands. "No..." I whispered weakly.I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't believe it.

Sean pov

There was a knock on the door. "Who's there?" I asked, on the verge of tears. "Oh, someone's in there." The person walked away. I sat down on the closed toilet lid and wondered what would happen next. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. It was a message from John, Bianca's ex-new boyfriend. My heart skipped a beat, and I tensed up.

"I'm sorry she had to break up with you like that, but just so you know: it's not really her... it's you. You're the main problem, aside from your insecurity. You can't satisfy her properly. You've got the size, sure, but you don't know how to use it. You don't last long.

She said she tried, but she just can't do it anymore." I dropped my phone; I didn't care if it fell into the toilet. My heart sank. I lost my composure, and tears welled up in my eyes. I tried to wipe them away, but they were already streaming down my face. "Come on, Sean, you have to be strong.

She isn't the only woman in the world. Everything happens for a reason." Not that I should be comforting myself of course I had to; if not me, then who? I had to stay strong, for my own sake. I wiped my tears again and straightened my suit.

As I stepped out of the restroom, I ran into the guy I'd bumped into earlier while running in the rain. "Hey! Dude, are you here again?" he asked. "Hey man, what's up? We meet again." I tried to act normal. "Yeah... I'm really sorry," he said.

"For what?" I asked."She broke up with you. Come on, man, you don't have to put on an act. I heard everything, so just relax, okay?" "You don't know what you're talking about, man," I said defensively. "Just look at yourself, man. A few minutes ago you were comforting yourself, and now you're acting like everything's fine. I heard it all, so there's no need to hide it."

A wave of deep shame washed over me. He really had heard me. D*mn, the guy must be a journalist or some kind of spy. "So you go around eavesdropping on people? Is that your job?" I asked him. "Don't think of it that way," he explained. "I was on the other side of the restroom, so I heard every single word.

I wasn't really eavesdropping; I guess it just sort of came to me." "Whatever it is, I guess today just isn't my day. First, my car broke down, and now my girlfriend has dumped me. What a nightmare of a day!"

"Relax, man everything happens for a reason," he said, trying to comfort me. "Thanks for the words, brother. That really lifts my spirits," I said. "Don't thank me so fast," he teased. "I actually learned that line from you a while back."

"You jokerl!" I called out, and we both laughed. "What's your name?" I asked."I'm Adams May. And you?"

"I'm Sean Williams," I replied. Then we shook hands and embraced. In that moment, a deep sense of connection washed over us.

I felt our bodies pressing close together. As we turned to face each other, our gazes locked like the connection between the North and South Poles.

In a flash, our lips were pressed together. We kissed passionately; our tongues merged, and his pushed past my lips, delving deep and tasting me as if I belonged to him. Desire surged through me, hot and fluid. I groaned loudly and shamelessly into his mouth, rubbing myself against his strong thigh.

The friction was electric; the rough fabric grazed my dress trousers, and intense arousal was already soaking my boxers.

I gripped his head while he held me tight. The hallway was silent; only the sound of our kiss could be heard. "Smack! Mmm, yeah, mmm," he groaned into the kiss, the sound vibrating in my chest.

He managed to undo my trousers, and his erect arousal sprang free dripping wet and red at the tip. He knelt down and took it into his mouth in one smooth, gentle motion.

His tongue played over the tip, tasting the moisture like cotton candy; then he took me deeper, his throat relaxing, taking every inch until his nose pressed against my groin.

He used his saliva, then placed his mouth over me again, creating that wet, echoing sound.

*Gluck-gluck-gluck* he moved up and down, sucking in his cheeks, while one hand cupped me from below and gently rolled me.

My eyes rolled back in my head. I pushed his head down and let him slide deep into my throat.

"Oh yeah, Adams, harder, take me all the way, ah yeah! Give it to me, drive me crazy!!"

He stood up, and we our lips collided again. Now I knew what my own intimacy tasted like. I had caught the scent of myself in his mouth before our lips collided.I undid his zipper. "Oh my God," I gasped.

Adams was uncircumcised, thick, and had prominent veins. His foreskin covered the head, so I had to pull it back with my hands before I could see the tip. His arousal had already coated the red head.

I stroked it roughly with both hands. "Ahhh, ahhh, Sean, come on, taste me, man."

He pulled my head right down to him. He slid right to my throat, and my eyes widened. "Yeah, boy, taste it, taste it," he commanded.

Then I moved deeper, taking him into my throat and pulling back out. My throat felt stretched to the limit. I closed my eyes and let him go deep.

I have to say, Adams was so well-built that I simply couldn't resist him. I pulled his pants down and grabbed his big *ss while taking him deep into my throat. For a moment, I forgot about the breakup, the whole situation, and the terrible day.

I wasn't just squeezing his *ss; I was also sliding my fingers into his hole. There was nothing anyone could have told me: Adams was not new to the game.

"Yeah, Sean, take it," he whispered. "Don't stop, deeper." He pressed my head closer to him; saliva was running from my mouth. I had to push him away to gasp for air. We were getting pretty wild and out of control. "Turn around," I ordered.

I slid my fingers inside him, and after moving them in and out, I pressed my face against his *ss. It was so soft and plump so thick that I almost disappeared into it. Don't get me wrong; Adams was built big back there, with a wild, inviting tightness that was spacious enough to feel like he could take anything with ease.

We were so lost in the pleasure that we forgot where we were. While I was still exploring and soveying Adams's *ss, something incredibly embarrassing happened. "Oh my God! What is going on here?!" We snapped back to reality instantly. And lo and behold, the person standing in front of us was Edith, my colleague.

"Sean!!!!"

Sean pov

Edith stood at the entrance of the hallway,the papers she held fell off her hand,her eyes widened with a mixture of shock and sheer disbelief. The paper work has scattered across the floor.

I stood there in shock as my mouth was full of saliva like a hyena. The silence in the corridor was broken only by the sound of our heavy ragged breathing,the intense heat that filled the space just seconds ago evaporates,replaced by a cold sharp dread.

All of a sudden we started arranging ourselves,Adams quickly put up his trouser,zipping it without wasting any time. I stood behind him arranging my shirt and my trousers,wiping the *ss taste from my mouth.

Edith was still dumpedfounded she couldn't speak any word,she just stood there,her eyes wild in whatever she felt. "Edith." My voice cracked as I called her moving Closer, I swear I don't even know what to tell her but I just pray she understands me. She took a step backward,shaking her head still trying to process the scene.

"Sean...."She swallowed hard,"I was looking for you,the manager is asking for the quarterly report and the gift for the CEO's daughter,that is what brought me here." Adams cleared his throat,"I am so sorry miss,Sean bye."

He left me and Edith alone in that uncomfortable and embarrassing situation,disappearing down the main corridor. At this point the breakup,the message in my car , nothing else mattered to me. All I want is how to explain to Edith. If looks could kill I could have been dead by now.

"Sean.... Just bring the report and the gift. The manager is waiting outside and we are about to present it to the bride and groom. She left immediately."

"Edith!!," I tried calling her but she didn't respond. Oh my God I am doom I am finished. I quickly washed my mouth, smelling my breath,I dressed myself hurriedly then I came out from the rest room hallway,I quickly followed Edith.

"Where did you keep the gift Sean?"she asked casually,as if nothing had happened. "Is on the company bus,can we talk Edith please."

"Talk about what Sean?Why are you trying to explain to me?You are beginning to create a scene. Besides, it is your life,you have nothing to explain to me."

"Really??." I asked "Yes Sean,bring the report and the gift please." She walked away,but I was still not satisfied. I fear she would tell someone about it,my mind races so badly. "Mr Sean, please get the gift and the report." Our manager said, immediately I called on some boys hanging around the building, "Please come and help me left this inside thank you,"

We presented the gift,my eye never left Edith, my whole body was all over her listening and following her mouth movement,if she would say what she saw. Finally the party was over. Guests began to go home. I searched everywhere for Adams. I couldn't find him.

I really don't want to do anything with him tonight,but I just wanted this number. My broken car came to my mind and my mood shattered. I stood there watching every one leaving, suddenly the thought of the message came to my head again. I can't last long in bed,I can't handle a woman,really?

She would beg for more and I would give her more satisfaction, then John had the mind to tell me this. She doesn't even have a good position we mate on a missionary position every time she is just dry on the inside. If only she knew how I fantasize about Mrs Olivia.

The thought of Adams crossed my mind again. Everything we'd done in that hallway had left me half-aroused. I just had to pull myself together since I was out in public. "Where can I find that guy?" I whispered. I looked around everywhere maybe, just maybe, I'd spot him walking or standing somewhere. I stared out, God knows for how long.

I decided to call my mother again, hoping she was finished by now. "Hello, Mom."

"Hey Sean, still calling? Your mom isn't done yet. Besides, I don't think she's coming home tonight; the board meeting is really tight on time." "Wow, that sucks. How am I supposed to get home? Or I'll just order a taxi." "No, Sean, don't worry. I'll pick you up, sweetheart, okay?" I felt dizzy when she said that. "Ms. Olivia is picking me up? Oh my God." "All right, ma'am," I stammered. I was getting aroused again.

The thought of being intimate with her turned me on, but I was in a public place. I had to control myself, even though it was midnight. It felt like I waited forever for Mrs. Olivia. "Did she forget about me? Or something... Ma'am, what's taking you so long?" I decided to walk home or call a taxi.

I was already at the street when I heard my name. "Sean!" she called out. *Thank God, she's here!* I ran over to her pink Lamborghini. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting, my dear. I was stuck in traffic." I greeted her somewhat nervously. Silence followed her reply. My heart was racing. I couldn't believe I was sitting in the car with the woman I had longed for since I was seventeen.

My heart was pounding so hard that I started getting aroused again. "How was the wedding, Sean?" she asked, breaking the silence. "Nice, everything went well," I said, pulling myself together to speak clearly. "How did you know I was at a wedding?" "Oh, come on, boy your mother told me your boss's daughter was getting married today." "Oh, I see. Yeah, the wedding was amazing,"

I boasted. "I know; Sam Smith is a very extravagant man. But he's going to prove to us that he's playing in the big leagues." "The wedding is already the talk of the town; everyone online is buzzing about it," I said. "I know, I've already seen it."She giggled and focused on driving again, but I noticed she wasn't heading toward my house. "I thought you were taking me home?" "Your mother isn't coming home tonight," she replied. "For heaven's sake, woman, I'm twenty-one. I can look after myself." "Oh my goodness, look who's twenty-one. And now you're snapping at your elders just because you're twenty-one? Watch what you say, young man," she warned. "Or I'll cut it off." "I'm sorry, but I really can look after myself. I'm man enough," I explained. "Sean, my dear, you're staying with me tonight and that's final." We fell silent again. My heart was racing. How was I supposed to make it through the night with her? Oh God, save me from this temptation.

My body began to hum, and my mind started racing. Various thoughts flashed through my head. What if this drove me to the brink of desperation? My arousal was so intense it nearly burst through my boxers. We finally arrived at her maisonette. She parked in her expensive garage, which housed an entire fleet of cars. "Come with me," she said. I followed her. Her body made me want to reach out and touch her; even at her age, her curves looked so soft. D*mn, I imagined how beautiful she must have been in her younger years.

Then a thought struck me: she hadn't remarried since her divorce seven years ago. How did she handle her private life? Who got to satisfy her? My lady, if you desire a young man to pamper you, I am at your service. After a rather long walk, we finally reached the living room. "Please follow me, Sean; I'll show you to your room." "This is your room for the night. Make yourself comfortable and call me if you need anything. I am at your disposal, my boy."