Sleeping With Mister D

The Grand City Hotel looked very crowded tonight. Lots of invited guests are arriving. It was said that the hotel had been rented by a famous businessman for his daughter's wedding.

A man was seen walking down the hotel hallway towards one of the rooms. The man's VIP room was at the end of the hall.

He had just had a meeting with Mister Johnson, who was one of his clients in the hotel lobby.

Actually, just before leaving he had been offered by Mister Johnson to join a small party organized by his client at one of the bars in the hotel.

But the man refused subtly because he knew that his client must have prepared some comfort women there too.

Dastan, the man was very handsome and well-established. He was tall and athletic. He was like a human version of a Greek god. Anyone who looked at him would be crazy about him. But unfortunately, he was never interested in women. He had a very cold and haughty attitude towards the opposite sex. I don't know what caused him to be so cold and haughty towards women. Even though so many women crave his touch. But all of them, just considered a breeze, by Dastan.

"I'm not interested in parties like that and women, Tom. " said Dastan, when his personal secretary asked him why Dastan refused Mister Jhonson's offer to join the party with the comfort women.

"Then what kind of women does the boss like? " Dale asked later.

"I don't know. But I've never been interested in any woman. I've never even dated a woman. Let alone play love with them," Dastan revealed.

Tom glared at his boss's revelation of the fact.

What the held,

A Dastan has never been interested in any woman? What a shocking news!

What could his boss be up to? Tom's brain was thinking hard.

As if he knew what was going through his secretary's mind, Dastan threw a wad of tissue at Tom's face. "Keep those dirty thoughts out of your brain, Tom. I've never been attracted to women - they don't mean I'm gay. I'm a normal guy like you," he said.

Tom was stunned when the tissue landed right in his mouth.

"If you're not gay, then what. Is it true that you are not attracted to the opposite sex at all? Then do you like the same sex?" Tom asked.

"Tom, watch your language, I'm your boss,"

"Okay. I'm sorry." Tom said later. "Then I'll take my leave, boss. Good night and have a good rest." Tom said goodbye to Dastan.

Tom chose to avoid his boss' tantrum rather than accept Dastan's anger. I don't know, lately, his boss is very sensitive.

The truth was, Dastan was indeed having a headache. It's about the wishes of his mommy, Mrs. Amber.

Mrs. Amber always urged Dastan to get married immediately. Even though Dastan has no desire for that.

Therefore, to avoid Mrs. Amber's insistence, Dastan chose to run away and stay at this hotel.

Just as Dastan wanted to lay down on the bed, suddenly someone knocked on the door of his room in a hurry. He immediately moved to open the door. He thought it must be Tom who came to disturb him.

"What else Tom? You want me to fire you."

Dastan's words stopped when he saw who was standing in front of his bedroom door. It was not Tom, but a girl.

Before Dastan's shock was gone, the girl suddenly burst into his room and closed the door quickly. The door was locked

"Miss, what are you doing?" snapped Dastan who was annoyed that the girl had entered his room without permission.

"Sir, please help me! "The girl pleaded with a frightened face. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest.

Dastan looked at the girl with a probing look. What happened to the girl. It looked like she had run a marathon. Her breathing was also still ragged. Is she being chased by someone.

"Who are you? Why did you enter my room without permission, Miss. Have you never been taught the etiquette that it is forbidden to enter someone's room without permission, especially if it is a man's room. " Dastan asked.

The girl looked down at Dastan's words. Yes, it was indeed inappropriate for a girl to enter a man's room, especially without permission and unknown.

"Were you told by someone? Did Mister Johnson tell you to come here?" Dastan's question made the girl look up at him.

"What do you mean, mister? I just asked you for a favor. Because there are people chasing me outside. They intend to harm me." she said.

"Don't play innocent, miss. You're pretending to ask for help, when in fact... "

Dastan had not finished his sentence, suddenly someone knocked on the door of his room again.

The girl's face turned pale. Her body was trembling with fear. She begged with gestures for Dastan to help her.

Without another word, Dastan walked to the door. Meanwhile, the girl immediately hid under Dastan's bed.

When the door opened, in front of Dastan stood a man and a middle-aged woman dressed in fancy clothes and makeup. The man was about the same age as her.

Behind them stood two men with strapping bodies and scary faces. The two men's gazes pierced into Dastan's room.

"Good evening, sir. Forgive me if I have disturbed your peace. But I am looking for my daughter. Did you see a girl come in here?" Asked the woman with a sweet smile. The woman's name was Selena Harris. She was the wife of Harris Foster, a real estate entrepreneur who had just held his daughter's wedding at this hotel.

Dastan gave the woman a probing look. The woman was not older than his mommy. Probably the same age as her mommy. He guessed that it must be the girl in his room right now that these peoples were looking for.

"No girls come in here." Dastan replied with a cold face.

Hearing Dastan's answer, the smile on Selena's face immediately disappeared.

"But my guards said that they saw my daughter running this way. You'd better not have to argue anymore, sir. Tell me quickly where you hid my daughter." Selena snapped arrogantly.

."Maybe Madame's bodyguard saw it wrong. I've been in my room, so how could I possibly know about your daughter. You come and knock on my door, disturb my peaceful rest, and now accuse me of hiding your daughter. You're really annoying, ma'am. Maybe I should just call security. I don't accept your accusation, ma'am." Dastan said.

From the attitude and appearance of the woman standing in front of him, Dastan suspected that this woman must want to do harm to the girl who was currently staying in his room. I don't know for what reason, but certainly, the girl was in need of his help at the moment.

Selena furrowed her brow as she looked at Dastan's cold and flat face.

Suddenly, a message came through her cell phone. It turned out to be a message from Anabelle. Her daughter was asking about her whereabouts.

Finally Selena said, "I'm sorry, sir. It seems we have seen the wrong person. If so, we'll excuse ourselves." she said.

It seemed like Selena realized who she was dealing with. This man in front of her didn't seem like just anyone. The room Dastan was in was a VIP room. It is impossible for just anyone to enter the room. Perhaps it was true, she was wrong to accuse people. It would be bad if that person reported it to the hotel security.

Dastan finally closed the door in annoyance. "What a freak. You're just going to bother other people." He muttered as he turned around.

He intended to question the girl. The girl who entered his room without permission.

When he arrived at the door, Dastan's eyes widened in disbelief. The girl took off the dress that was attached to her body. And also untied her hair knot. So that her long and beautiful hair was loose and seductive.

"What are you doing?" Dastan shouted angrily.

Dastan finally closed the door in annoyance. "What a freak. You just want to bother other people." He muttered while turning around.

He intended to question the girl earlier. The girl who entered his room without permission.

Just as Dastan reached the door of the room, his eyes widened in disbelief. The girl took off the dress that was attached to her body. And also untied her hair knot. So that her long and beautiful hair was loose and seductive.

"What are you doing?" Dastan shouted indignantly.

The girl's body was perfectly exposed in front of Dastan.

"It's hot, very hot, sir. Is the Air conditoner in this room broken?" The girl asked. Her hand moved to reach for the Air Conditoner remote that was lying on the bed. Feeling very hot, her body felt like it was on fire. This heat was tormenting her.

"Broken? You're out of your mind, Miss. The Air Conditoner in this room is in good condition. Don't you see. The air conditioner has been on since earlier. " Dastan pointed at the air conditioner located on the wall of the room.

I wonder what happened to this girl. She looked at the girl with an astonished and probing look, Dastan though.

Dastan's eagle eyes narrowed when he realized something. Could it be that the girl was drunk. So her behavior was really strange. But who made the girl become like this. Was it the woman who claimed to be the girl's mother?" Dastan thought again.

The girl grabbed the Air Conditoner remote lying on the table and dragged it to the lowest temperature. Immediately, the temperature in the room became very cold.

"You're crazy, huh. It's so cold. We could freeze to death because of you!"

The girl did not respond to Dastan's words. Instead, her eyes turned to stare at Dastan's body with a passionate gaze. The girl moved closer to Dastan. Her hand moved to touch the man's hairy chest. Caressing it with her delicate fingers. Her lips opened and sighed. "Sir, you are so tempting."

Dastan swallowed his saliva with difficulty. The girl's body was almost naked. Only a bra and panties were left.

Her curves were very sexy and tempting to the faith of normal men who saw her.

Especially the black bra that the girl was wearing. It is inversely proportional to the color of her pure white skin. Anyone who sees, will definitely be immediately tempted. Something inside Dastan stirred.

"Miss, quickly put your clothes back on. I'm not interested in your body." Dastan said as he pushed the girl's body away.

Unexpectedly, instead of moving away, the girl clung even more. Her hands were tightly around Dastan's neck.

"Sir, .. I want you," the girl whispered with a growing haze of passion in her eyes. The girl's hands moved wildly to open Dastan's pajamas.

This girl is really crazy, Dastan thought. "Is she drunk?" Dastan muttered to himself. "I do smell any alcohol on her?"

Dastan gasped.

Suddenly, the girl's supple lips pressed against Dastan's lips. Giving a very hot and passionate kiss.

Dastan wanted to reject the kiss, but his body said otherwise. His body accepted and enjoyed the girl's hot kiss.

Slowly, Dastan's eyes closed, enjoying the girl's kiss which was getting hotter and hotter.

There was a different feeling that he now felt. A feeling he had never experienced when he was with any woman who had ever tried to get close to him.

"Miss, you seduced me first, so don't blame me if I act out of bounds." Dastan said with a grin.

Dastan was now kissing the girl back. Now, both of them were engaged in a very hot kiss. It got hotter when the kiss spread to other areas.

"Sir, ....akhh, you are so tempting." whispered the girl. The kiss was getting hotter. Even now her lips began to actively explore Dastan's entire burly body to his sensitive spots.

Dastan let the girl touch the sensitive spots on his body. He realized that the girl who was fondling him was under the influence of drugs.

"Ahhh,...My body is boiling. Please, help me, Sir. How can I escape from this." The girl said. She was completely out of control. The influence of the stimulating drugs given by her stepmother was really strong.

The girl felt her head was very dizzy. The thirst and thirst and the burning heat made her unable to think straight.

Unconsciously, she took off the bra attached to her body so that now a pair of tantalizingly ripe twin mountains were beautifully displayed in front of Dastan. Dastan was mesmerized by the beautiful sight.

But a second later, Dastan came to his senses. No, this is wrong, he thought.

Dastan looked at the girl. Compassion arose in his heart to see the girl's condition. He was indecisive. He wanted to help her.

But the question was, how would Dastan help the girl? He didn't know the girl either. Helping the girl was tantamount to ruining her future.

On the other hand, if he didn't help her, he was worried that something might happen to her. She might find another irresponsible man. If that happened, the girl would certainly suffer even more.

"Ohh, Sir, Please... help me. It feels so hot." The girl squirmed and pressed Dastan's body tightly to her chest. Her lips moved to kiss and crush back the man's sexy lips.

An inner war was raging in Dastan's heart at that moment. But in the end, the girl's temptation defeated Dastan's angelic side. Dastan would help the girl, even though he knew it was the wrong path.

It was Dastan's turn to act. He hugged the girl's body back and kissed her. He gently pushed her body to the bed. His hands moved to gently remove the cloth covering the girl's sensitive area.

"Sir, you are so hot. Please, hug and kiss me, sir. Come on!"

"Be quiet, I'll help you, miss." Dastan whispered.

"Akh, hurry up, sir. Why are you taking so long," the girl whined. Her voice sounded hoarse, sighing wildly when Dastan's touch, touched her sensitive areas.

Something inside Dastan began to rise as he touched the girl's body. Like an electric shock. Dastan's body stiffened.

Dastan showered the girl's body with hot kisses. Crushing and devouring the girl's body with lip movements. Occasionally, he even put red marks on her body. Dastan began to lose control.

The girl was not to be outdone. Her body moved wildly under the support of Dastan's burly body. She felt an explosion of passion. Demanding to be finished immediately.

"Yes, Sir. Ohh, come on, don't torture me. Hurry up and do it. Help me. It's torturing me so much," the girl whimpered along with the turmoil of lust that burned inside her.

Dastan was stunned for a moment. His brain reawakened. Would he do it? If he did, he would have ruined the girl's future. But the girl desperately needed his help.

While Dastan was fighting against his desire and reason, the girl turned around and pressed her body against his. Giving a touch through her lips. Touching every sensitive point of Dastan. Presenting a sensation that he felt for the first time.

Dastan gasped. His manhood rose up, standing straight. Tense.

Now, his mind was defeated by lust. With a single jerk, Dastan turned the girl's body over. Now the girl was under his body. Dastan placed the tip of his dick right on the girl's sensitive area.

With a single jerk, the dick made its way into the girl's core accompanied by the girl's stifled scream.

"Akhh, ... it hurts, Sir," whimpered the girl.

Dastan was stunned, no

What I Had done, .... the girl, was still a virgin.

Dastan really didn't expect that the girl was still a virgin.

Crazy,

this is wrong,

Dastan's humanity and conscience wanted to stop this before he went any further.

But something inside David that had been untouched was now waking up and asking to be completed by the girl's touch.

By now, the girl was already under the support of his body. Moving like a wild horse. Jerking and bouncing her body with erotic movements.

Perhaps it was because she was under the influence of stimulants, making the girl even crazier. Although it was painful at first. But that was only for a moment. After that, she enjoyed every touch and play of Dastan.

Sigh after sigh escaped from girl's mouth as Dastan sped up on top of her. The two of them continued to race towards the peak of heavenly pleasure that was so intoxicating.

Together, they committed a madness that was forbidden to both of them. A shriek of pleasure escaped the girl's tiny mouth as Dastan's hot lava spurted into her heavenly hot hole.

Dastan moaned, feeling the pleasure of his own being clamped tightly by hers. His body fell on top of her body. Smelling the girl's fragrant body was somehow intoxicating to Dastan.

That night, the girl and Dastan did it time and time again. Paddling and racing across the sea of blazing romance. Like thirsty travelers in the middle of the desert, the two of them never seemed to be satisfied to sip the honey of romance. Until morning came. Both fell asleep exhausted after repeatedly achieving mutual release.

The girl had completely lost her sanity. Again and again, Dastan made love as if he was never satisfied. So wild and intoxicating. And of course served by Dastan with pleasure.

Although it was Dastan's first time, he liked it. He liked the girl. Her touch and wild passion was like a magnet that could arouse Dastan's manhood, without him being able to stand it anymore.

And so it happened what should never have happened. That night, Dastan managed to break the girl's virginity seal.

Dastan and the girl fell asleep without a single piece of cloth covering their bodies after their heated battle last night. The two opposite sexes slept with only the same blanket covering their bodies.

Aaira opened her eyes as sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the open curtains. It was already daylight.

Just as she was about to get up, a pair of sturdy hands were hugging her waist tightly.

Aaria immediately turned to the side.

Oh my,

She almost screamed. Shocked to find a man sleeping next to her. The man's hands found her naked.

Aaria immediately checked herself. her condition was not much different from the man's, also naked.

Oh my God, what has happened, thought Aaria.

Had she and that man been sleeping together. What had they done together?

Aaria's eyes fell on the red stain on the bed sheet. She seemed to have guessed what had happened last night.

But what had happened was that Aaira had handed over her most precious possession to a man she didn't know. A man whose name she did not even know.

Aaira slowly got off the bed. Her groin ached as she moved but she didn't care. Right now all Aaira had in mind was that she needed to leave this place as soon as possible. She was afraid that the man might be her stepmother's man who intended to harm her.

On tiptoe, Aaira picked up one by one her clothes that were scattered on the floor and then hurriedly left the place.

Meanwhile, Dastan was still sleeping soundly due to fatigue from their fight last night.

Aaria was very sad and devastated by all that had happened to her.

Her feelings were completely shattered. She had just lost her fiancé to her step sister and now she had to lose her most precious and only treasure, her virginity.

The most precious treasure that she should have given to her husband she had just given away to someone she didn't know. She didn't even know his name. It was a foolishness she regretted the most in her entire life.

While in front of Dastan's room, Aaria accidentally collided with someone. All the files carried by that person fell scattered on the floor.

Nervously, Aaria apologized to the well-dressed man while crouching down to pick up the scattered files.

"Sorry, I really apologize. I was in such a hurry that I accidentally bumped into you, sir," Aaria said guiltily. She handed the file she had picked up to the man.

Tom, the man, was about to get angry. The files that he had painstakingly compiled and prepared for his boss were now scattered all over the floor.

But when he saw the beautiful face of the girl in front of him, Tom's anger disappeared. The girl's face looked pitiable but also very adorable.

"It's okay, Miss. Everything will be fine," he said. He checked the file sheet he had received, it was still intact even though it was irregularly placed.

The girl felt bad. Before walking away, the girl said, "Sir, really, I didn't mean to do that. I really apologize." The girl apologized to Tom once more before walking away.

Tom watched her from behind. "What a pretty girl," he muttered absentmindedly.

After that, he went into Dastan's room. It was a little strange that the door was unlocked.

Tom looked back at the girl. "If I remember correctly, that girl came out of his boss's room. Is that girl the boss's girlfriend?

Wow, this is great news, he thought. After all, his boss had never had a special relationship with any girl in this city. So, the existence of the girl certainly disproves Tom's long-held notion that his boss is a same-sex lover.

Meanwhile, Aaria was already in a taxi that was taking her somewhere. The girl had no intention of returning home. Because surely, she would meet her evil stepmother.

Aaria still remembered last night. While at her stepsister Annabelle's wedding, Selena, her stepmother gave her a drink that turned out to have been spiked with stimulants.

Apparently, Selena intended to sell herself to a masher. Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Aaria managed to escape. And finally, she arrived at the man's room.

Aakhh, Aaria was furious with Selena. Because of that woman, she had lost her most precious possession.

Selena is really too much, Aaria thought angrily.

At the Grand City hotel, Tom hurriedly opened the door to the room where his boss was staying because it was already noon and they had a client appointment today.

"Good morning, boss," Tom greeted as he entered Dastan's room to find that his boss had just woken up. The room was still very messy, as well as the bed which looked disheveled.

One of Tom's eyebrows rose up. "What has happened. Why does this room look like it's been hit by a hurricane?" he thought.

"Morning too, Tom. What are you doing here so early, you're ruining someone else's fun by," Dastan's words trailed off. He was silent for a moment, then turned his head to the side.

"That girl,...Tom, where is she?"

Dastan wanted to get up but then he realized that his body was not covered by a single sheet.

Damn it.

Dastan could only curse in annoyance. The girl who slept with him last night had apparently quietly left.

Unfortunately, Dastan had not had time to ask the origin and name of the girl.

Tom was confused, "Which girl, ...girl, boss. I haven't seen any girl since I came in earlier, ..." Tom's mouth dropped open,

Gosh, could it not be the girl his boss was referring to. The girl who bumped into him in the hallway in front of Dastan's room.

So, that girl and his boss have a relationship? Seriously, why doesn't he know this? Tom thought.

Dastan was silent.

His brain was thinking, who is that girl?