The Addiction

Thank you readers. This is one of my first books, please don't mind the grammatical errors...

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This great Sunday morning, we gather home for our monthly lunch which we have every last Sunday of a month. My mother organized this after I had parked out of the house to the university. Now I have started working and I have my apartment. I practically have no time to come home. This lunch is a trick by my mother to see me, often. My father doesn't care that much, however, that is what he shows. I'm sure he was super happy with this idea of a Sunday reunion, though he has never shown it up. Anyway, we don't mind, we are used to his irritative gaze. My parents, junior brother, and I are seated at the dining table found in the dining room just beside the kitchen. We get served by the maid. We have two maids. One stays at home with my parents and one just came over to help clean the big house and later leaves. The maid who stayed home is an old woman, Mary. She has been working with my parents for years now. Even before my birthday. Mary is like my grandmother, she is hardworking and very respectful. Selfless, I can say!. And she is a damn good cook. Still, Mum often insists on cooking every meal for our monthly gathering by herself. It's her way to express her love. And I love it because she is a great cook, so is Mary, but it's always better to eat "Mama's food". Haha, yeah, I know it sounds discriminatory but what can I do?. Lol. The room is quiet as we are. Only noise from our utensils is echoing. I must admit, this is freaking. And one of the numerous reasons I prefer eating out or with friends. I'm not a fan of this tense atmosphere. "Grace, when will I be honored to see your boyfriend?." Mum, breaks through the silence, with a very hectic quest. I shudder and my stare widens with the fork going right into my throat, omg, I nearly slaughtered myself. I wasn't expecting that!. Her question is more of a slap into my face. (Me coughing!.) I frown and harden my mouth at her dam question. "Mum!... You will, when the right time comes. And for your information, you don't have to pest, me at any list auction. It doesn't help!." I keep scowling as I explain "That's true mum!. Give her some space!". My Junior brother Frank helps me cries out, only him, can feel my pains, right now. "Will you shut the hell up?!. Don't be stupid..., And what do you think you know about this?!. When elders speak, you keep quiet!." We all shudder at dad's huge, deep, and unexpected voice, which echoes more like a bomb explosion. Even the utensils twitched, nearly crumbling down to the ground. Can you imagine that?!. This is terrifying. Frank fumes in anger but he can't do anything nor say anything. All he can do right now is to stay quiet. I, personally, think it's the best thing to do. I don't wish for more of this eerie drama. All hold our breaths with our gaze fixed on Dad. I think, he caught sight of it. "A cup of tea!." With that, my dad walks out of the table to the living room while ordering the maid. We spontaneously breathe out as he leaves. I just want to leave. I'm tired of being scrutinized. I seriously hate this gathering, though I love catching a glimpse of my parents once in a while. Actually, I stayed in a metropolis very far from our family house. Though we are in the same town, our household is pretty far from the main city where my house is found. After we are all done eating, we move to the leaving room where our dad is already. Mum clenches me in her arms, I love the warmth. Yet, I discretely monitoring the watch on my left arm watch. It shows, 7 pm, I have to leave soon. Frank moved to his room, still pissed off by his dad. Who probably doesn't give a f*ck about it. It hurts but such is life. I discreetly pull my mother into the kitchen along with me. This renders her jester. "hahaha, Grace, any issues?." Weird she gets happy as I gently haul her along. She smiles heavily with her stare fixed on me. "Very cute", I tell myself. "Sorry, mum but I have to leave!. I just got an urgent text message from our company. We have an early meeting tomorrow!." I fling my stare off hers, and I boldly lie to her. It hurts me but I actually have to leave. She flinches, taking a step backward. "Why grace!... Why do you always manage to come up with something!. You promise to spend the night here!." She frowns and yells at me in a low tone. "Mum, please understand!." I try to yank her hand. She flinches. "It more than time for you to come work with us, in your father's firm. Stop rejecting my offer. If not for your father, but for my seek!. Baby, come back home!." She urges as she clenches my hands. I'm speechless, the look on her face melts my heart. I'm sorry to break her heart, but I can never work with my father. We are like water and fire, both can work together as one. One will always want to dominate over the other, causing lots of turmoil. And she knows it very well. Just now, my dad and I spent the whole day without offering a word to each other, and no one attempted to make an effort. " Mum... Anyway, I can't promise you anything but I will think over it!." I couldn't kill all the hopes in here just like that. I don't want her to suffer more. "Do it!." She huge me. "Be a good girl!." She perks me. "Of course, mum!." With that, I leave through the kitchen's back door. "Grace, won't you great your dad before leaving!." Mum, whispers with a startling facial expression. She can't believe it. I chuckle at her weird glance and her quest. "I love you, mum!." I wave at her as I enter my car. And I drive off. I drove to one secret club. A pervert club. It wasn't my initial destination as I left my parent's place, it changed on my way home. I couldn't help it. The clubs a secret place. To have an access to the club is complicated. Just a briefing, you have to write an application online to obtain a temporary login password and username to the website. After a couple of days as they destroy the very few personal information, you submitted in the initial application. You are asked to give an address and a fake address of preference for the shipping of your member card. It had a high level of privacy and security. The club is behind a Chinese restaurant. No one can imagine or even notice its existence, except the members. I love this place, I love experiencing new stuff in my sexual life. I hate having the same thing over and over again, it makes life so dreary and boring. Thou, I'm single, no boyfriend, but I'm always satisfied. As I reach the Chinese restaurant, I move straight to the toilet. By the toilet, there is a door written on it "For official use only!." I place my card on it and the door open. Leading to a long endless corridor with several doors. But I'm a member I know which door to take and my card can open all the doors, it can only open a specific one leading to the corridor to the club's door. I put on my mask. I finally enter. In the club, I'm given a cart, that matches that of a male in. I just have to find him. I mean, we have to find ourselves. The club was a mixture of heterosexual, homosexual, transgender, obese, etc... The best place for a one night stand. A place where you can do everything you want without being afraid of your reputation being damaged. We put on masks to hide our faces and this adds the fun. Haha, And we are all out for fun. I order four cups of cold vodka and I drink them spontaneously in gulps. Getting tipsy, I get up and move to the dance floor to shake my torso and to reduce the effects of alcohol in me. While dancing I hit a guy. I immediately turn to apologize. As I turn, we stare at each other. We notice that we have been matched together. He smiles though I can't see it. "Fantastic I didn't know it will be this easy to find you!." The guy keeps stares at the card hong on my neck. "Coincidence. Is it your first time here?!." I ask him while dancing, we are both dancing. He approaches his left ear to my mouth and I repeat my questions shouting. The music is to loud. "Yeah, it is, and you?." The guy retorts. "It's my 4th year in here!." I reply "OMG!." He screams in surprise. This makes me laugh. We danced for some time. Then he unexpectedly pushes me to his reserved room and he locks the door behind us. He gradually kisses me, sending his hands beneath my gown. I'm not wearing a pant, it so easier for him, his hand immediately feels the warmth of my private and its deep warm and very wet. His fingers are all sucked inside. Sticks in for a long while. I bend down, unzip, and send my hands inside his trousers. I feel the warmth and it is very exciting. I love it. It looks big. I can't control myself. I'm fully ready for him. I fly take out and put it in my mouth. It is long and it seems to wrap itself to my tongue. "Wow, wow!." We both rapidly undress each other and he pushes me hard on the bed. I lay on the bed widely spread my limbs. He brutally penetrates me. I loved the strength he uses to ride all the way. His sweat drops on my torso. And his muscles contracts. I place my hands on his arms to his broad abs and gently caress his muscles as he continuously rides me. I groan, louder and louder. After a couple of minutes, he falls into bed, we are both smiling and panting hard. This guy is great. I see this night won't be a wastage. great...

The guy was damn strong. He made me cum, severally. I'm exhausted but elated, it's what matters. Thou, after his third round, he plummets on the bed like a piece of wood entirely exhausted, not unable to enact. Yet, I didn't have mercy on him. I needed more and more. And I made sure he gave me what I wanted. "Girl, you are a bomb!. Damn, did you plan to kill me or something?. Four tough rounds!. Definitely, won't have an erection the entire month." He tiredly chortles. "Lol!. I know. The reason I come here nearly every night. I love dozing with a d*ck in-between my parts.".

"I come to like you. What's your name?. Can I get your number or something close to it?. I want to have you anytime I come here!." He gets overwhelming and this really pisses. Thou, it makes me laugh aloud at the same time. "No!. No!. This isn't how it works!. No sharing of personal information. Here, it's luck. If we ever get matched again, just know it's luck!. Pure coincidence!." I retort while dressing. After which, I pick up my things to leave the club. "Don't go!." The guy cries as he watches me leave. He got no strength to follow me. I turn back to him with a heavy smile on, "Sorry!." I leave banging the door behind me. He gets nuts but exhausted, he falls asleep without realizing it. I choose to leave the club when it's twilight. It's very discrete. I move out through the restaurant straight to my car. I drove home. Back to my empty apartment. I seriously need to catch up some sleep. ~ ~ Unfortunately for me, tomorrow is Monday morning, and I hate every Monday morning. They are always very busy, stressful, tiring, and boring. As soon as I reach home, I take off my clothes and scramble to the bathroom. "F*ck!." I scream, shuddering as soon as I step into the bathroom. Bitter gaze hogs over my face as I notice someone in my bathroom. I mean comfortably laying inside my bathing bowl. This freaks me off. I tightly clench my fists as I madly walk further. "What are you doing here. I warned you to stop this. It isn't 𝗢𝘂𝗿!. It is my house!. My apartment!". I yell at the top of my voice hoping that he gets me this time. Guess what he says..., "nothing!." He just smiles back at me as a psychopath. "Get the hell out!. James, I'm exhausted and I need to rest!". I try to maintain my cold blood. I'm still standing with my towels wrapped around my body. He carelessly gets out of the bathing bowl, completely naked, with his fat, long reacted d*ck pointing, the ceiling. My towel instantly falls on the ground. "OMG!." I scream deep within I rapidly pick it up, my towel. Battling hard with myself to act normally. Thou, I miss his d*ck. He has this sort of size, long, memorable rare d*ck. Above all, he wields it well. I miss our weird coitus fun entertainments. James is literally, great. Yet, no matter how hard I try to fall in love with him, it always ends up in tears. Efforts in vain. I have never been able to love him as he always wished. "Cover-up your self and get out of my house!." I try to close up my eyes yet, I feel curious and my gaze glues on his private. It's 1:00 am. "I perceive it, you are craving for this. Luckily for you, I'm damn horny this evening and I haven't had sex for months now... This d*ck has been up for an hour now, waiting for you." He moves closer to me. I take a step backward. He unexpectedly grabs, whirls me. My towel fell on the ground I wish to fight him, yet I get fragile. I wish to push him away, yet I grip him tightly. I can't do this, yet I submit myself to him. I know it's stupid, yet I can't help it. I let myself to him. He gently bends and grabs me by my laps and takes me to the bedroom. Placing me on the bed. I moan, moan of ultimate satisfaction. I fell him in me and him in me. I think he reaches my womb. It is so good. He gets hostile like he hasn't met with a woman for decades. He pours all his aggression on me. I'm his plug. I'm exhausted but I want it. He squeezed my body. I squeezed his body too. I suck him and he leaks me. It's so adorable. He hasn't changed of an inch, he got the same strength as usual. After a good fun party, we both fall on the bed exhausted, planting so hard. All I want right now is to sleep and nothing else. My night is fabulous like never before. I'm not ready to forge this. A night with two fantastic men. From the hot guy, I met at the club minutes ago to James my ex playmate. I smile at James, he can't understand why, yet he smiles back, thinking that he knows why. We both unexpectedly fall asleep.

"OMG!. 7: 30 am. I will be late for work." I shudder out bed. "You!. What are you still doing in my bed?. Get up!. And leave right now!." I yell with no mercy. "Dam, Grace!." He flinches, wrapping himself with the bedsheet. This pisses, work starts at 7:30 am and I'm still not ready, yet!. "James, I'm serious!. You have to leave!. You know how it works!." I scowl. He feels the bitterness in my voice tone.

This makes him quiver out of bed. "Ok, ok!. I am leaving your house. No need to get hostile!." He picks up his dresses and hurriedly wears them. He moves closer to me as soon as he gets done. "Give me a kiss, baby!." He unexpectedly clenches my waist and yanks me closer to him with a deep kiss. This completely alternate my mood. "Haha!. You got to leave!." I nudge him out, taking steps towards the door with his lips still plugged in mine. As soon as we got to the door, I unfasten my lips from his, and I thrust him out. "No, breakfast baby?!." He cries strutting at my doorstep. "Sorry, ba...by...!." I nuts, more of a mockery, and I bang the door at his face. "Grace...!." He yells my name. This makes me slightly chuckle. With that, he leaves. "Finally, he is gone!... Now, work, work, and work!." I repeat to myself. Reality hurts. I rush to the bathroom for a quick bath, then dress. After which I hurriedly drive to my work site. I wish I could fly. "My Boss is going to kill me!." 20 minutes late, I ender the building praying not to meet with my boss on my way to my office. "Grace you are late!." My Boss welcomes me with this. We meet in the corridor, with me trying to sneak into my office slightly opposite his. "Busted" I cry deep within. I dislike this man. I take a slow-motion before turning to face him. "Sorry, sir, it isn't intentional!. Somethings came up!." I retort with a trembling voice. He scowls. "Grace, Another warning!." He warns I bend my stare down to the ground, with a very gloomy look like that of an inoffensive newborn baby. "I sent some files to your office. Start working on them, right away!." He adds with a strict tone. And he walks to his office. "Yes, sir!. I will do just that!." I quickly enter my office and I start my daily work. "Heavenly Ghost!." I cry aloud. The files are damn much. "Are these decades Archives?". One of the many reason I hated Monday mornings. Just staring at these files makes me weak. And I feel so sleepy, I didn't sleep well last night. I'm unable to review these files and we have a meeting. Another reason why I hate Monday mornings. We have a weekly conference every Monday. I'm the one to expose. I'm in charge of the statistics department. It's something great, especially for a young girl of my age. 26yrs. It's a good job though very exhausting most of the time. These files give me a headache. Comfortably seat on my office stool, I place my head on the slap right in front of me, just to relax for a couple of minutes. This is how I fall asleep without realizing it. A few minutes later, close to hours. The office phone rings. I abruptly quiver out of my sleep, like I'm being followed by some demons. So embarrassing to see. I hastily pick up the phone call. "Grace hope you are done with the files. I need the summaries in my office 30 minutes before the meeting starts. That will be all for now!." My boss freaks me out. " O...ka...y... sir!." I pull my wards in shocks, but he already offed the call. I start working on the files but I'm left with an hour. The meeting is in the afternoon, directly after our break. I'm left with 2 hours before the meeting but my boss needs the files sooner, I think I'm going to grow made. He phones calls but I don't pick it up. I know what he wants. He finally barges into my office yelling so loudly that nearly everybody on our floor can overhear. The bitterness in his voice gets me guilty. He threatens to fire me if I don't present the files in time. With that, he leaves back his office!. I'm terrified, I can't work quicker than this. I try to, but I end up mixing up things and time is passing. I know my job is gone. I have no superpowers to read all this is in this short period. My eyes become red, filled with tears of regret. It's already too late. God knows how I love this job. "Consequences of my stupid actions!. I preferred my sex over my job. If not why didn't I sleep very late last night?." I blame myself for this. When I think everything is over, James barges into my office and finds me steaded on the ground, helpless. James has been around. He heard every the boss said. "What are you doing!. Get up and work!. Stop wasting time. I will help you do this, after all, it's my fault." He gives me a soft smile of comfort. I'm weak, I can't even smile. " you should start with those and I do this. Let's be fast about it." He sets the timer. I get relax. The work goes faster. He seriously works with any break, not even to stare at each other. I hurry to my boss' office as soon as we are done. I place all the documents on his table. He gazes at me in shock. "Great job Grace!. And next time do it at the right time. You are excused this time. Not well, it's the last!." He insists A few minutes later, We all gather for the meeting. I'm so happy. All thanks to James. He was of great help. The meeting goes on well and everybody seems happy. May I feel this way because I'm the one happy here?. Anyway, I'm really grateful to James. After the long meeting which lasted for a few hours, we all moved back to our offices and resumed work. Completing our various jobs for the day. I can say the day ended up well for me. A few hours ago, I thought that I was going to be fired. Just thinking about it still hurts.