Jennifer chuckled, “Is that any different than a normal relationship?”
Lacey chewed a bite, and nodded at Jennifer’s advice. It really wasn’t, just a difference in how much you saw someone’s face. Not that she had a relationship with Ad0nis, just she didn’t know how to feel about how far she went with him.
***
Over the next few nights, it was the same. She would get home from work, and go straight to chatting with her room. Her audience was definitely growing, but Ad0nis was still her best customer, and everyone else in the chat began to know it. When he came in, it was only a matter of time before he asked for a private room with her.
They would talk, about anything and everything. Dreams, aspirations, family, work. She began to know him, and the amount of time she spent undressing for him seemed tiny compared to the amount of time he undressed his life for her.
It was interesting, and more than that it was exciting. It felt like a little secret, something she couldn’t even explain to Margaret. Her time after work was spent getting paid for long dates, but she didn’t know if she really needed to be paid anymore.
One night, while talking to Ad0nis, she let slip how she felt.
‘I have the best time with you, it's a shame I don’t know you.’
She regretted how she typed it, it almost sounded hurtful. But it was too late to change it.
‘I feel the same way,’ he replied. ‘You’re great. Though, I don’t think you would give me a chance in person.’
Lacey shook her head. ‘Don’t say that. You’re a great guy, I’m sure we would get along great.’
‘Do you mean that?’ he typed.
She thought about what she said, thought about what it could mean to some guy out there on the internet. For all she knew he was actually an old man, or a terrible prison inmate. But based off of their interactions, based on his personality he presented, she liked him.
‘I mean it,’ she said.
Adonis didn’t say anything else, simply logged out. It was strange, but she hoped he heard her message.
***
The next day at work, Lacey was worried about the night before. He seemed so excited, and her greatest fear was that maybe she had unlocked something in him. Would he try to find her? Try to get her to move to where he lived? Hack into her computer? There were too many options.
She had to tell herself that the Ad0nis she knew was a nice guy, he wouldn’t do anything like that to her, and chances are he was just happy to hear that she really liked talking to him.
While behind the counter, Margaret tapped her on the shoulder and gave her a cup of coffee, “This is for Greg,” she said while pointing to a corner of the café.
Lacey shrugged, and went out to the floor.
“Lacey,” Greg said as he saw her. He didn’t have his glasses on, and for once Lacey got to see his face without the overwhelming lenses. He had a nice chin, and soft eyes.
“I hear this is yours,” she said as she put the cup down.
“Yeah,” he said. “Actually I was hoping to ask you something.”
She took a deep breath, and prepared for Greg to join the long list of coffee house suitors. It had taken him a while. He always smiled, but he never bothered to ask her out, she figured he was too shy to try.
“Yeah?” she asked.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go to the beach some time, see the sunset?”
She smiled, it actually sounded really good. She loved the beach, and sunset was her favorite part of the day. It was like watching the whole world transform right before your eyes.
“Sorry Greg, I try not to date customers. Thanks for the offer though.”
“Is that a hard rule?” he said. “I mean, what if you met someone you really liked?”
She shrugged. “You never know what’ll happen, right?”
Greg nodded, and gave her the brightest smile she ever saw from him. “You’re right. Besides, good things come to those who wait.”
Lacey chuckled. “Right.”
Then it struck her, her mind going back to the first time she opened her chat. Her smile faded, and she looked at Greg.
He winked at her, and took a sip of his coffee.
Lacey sat down, “You?”
“Imagine my surprise,” he said, “Seeing you online. Sorry I didn’t say anything earlier.”
She scrunched her brow, “Yeah, you’ve been in here getting coffee every day since then, and you say nothing?”
Greg looked down, almost afraid, then took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes. “I wasn’t ready to say anything then. Besides, we didn’t know each other.”
Her face went beet red just thinking of what Greg had known all this time, the things he had seen her do. He came into her job each day for coffee, and pretended he didn’t just watch her touch herself the night before. She didn’t know what to think, and she walked away from the table.
“What’s wrong?” Margaret asked as she got back behind the counter.
Lacey shook her head, “I don’t know, I have to think.”
Her brain was flashing with the images of everything she had done in front of Greg, as she wondered who the man was on the other side of the keyboard. He had seen so much of her, it felt criminal that he hadn’t told her.
Then she thought about what they said to each other, all the conversations they had. They talked about his programming work, his harsh family life, his hard time with women. If all of that was true, just like what she said was true, it was the exact Greg she expected to see here. She sort of already knew him.
She looked out over the coffee house, and saw he was gone from his seat.
“Where did Greg go?” she asked Margaret.
“Heck if I know, probably to the bus stop.”
Lacey ran from behind the counter, and pushed out the doors of the coffee house. She looked around the busy streets, and couldn’t see any sign of him. She ran toward the bus stop, and as she looked ahead she saw he wasn’t standing there either.
She wondered if it could wait. Walking away from him like that, she never would stand for someone else doing that. Lacey needed to talk to him now. She thought of her laptop in her bag at work, and turned around to go back, and ran right into Greg.
“Oh wow,” she said as she picked herself back up. “Sorry.”
He got up, brushed himself off, then held out a hand for her. She grabbed him and lifted herself up.
“You change your mind?” Greg said with a slight smirk.
Lacey shrugged, “I guess I was just a little embarrassed, forgot everything I know about you. Both versions of you.”
He looked away. “We have been talking a fair bit.”
She squeezed his hand, and Greg held hers back. It felt nice, comfortable.
“I’ve got a little left in my shift, wait for me?”
Greg smiled, and nodded.
***
They went to the beach, got to see the sunset, hand in hand, with cones of ice cream. She told Ad0nis, Greg, about her love of sunsets, and of ice cream. The date went without a hitch, it felt like just another date in a long series.
She nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, “I think I want Ad0nis to see my bedroom in person.
The ride back home felt like forever, then they burst through the door to her room wrapped in each other’s arms. Greg fell onto the bed, already stripping off his shirt, while Lacey took the time to close and lock her door.
She joined him on the bed, and Greg moved on top of her, kissing her deeply. It surprised her how well he kissed, his lips parting so their tongues could meet and mingle. He held her close with one arm, and the other slid over and under her shirt, warming her skin with his kind fingers.
Soon she felt his hand reach her bra and slide underneath. When he squeezed her, it made her squirm.
“You always have liked that,” Greg said. “Haven’t you?”
He massaged her breast, fingers circling over her nipples, just like she had done for h
im so many times.
“Take it off,” he said as he kneeled on the bed.
She started to pull her shirt over her head when she felt his hands at her pants. She was unbuckled and stripped down to her panties before she could get her bra off.
“Greg,” she whispered. One of his hands went to her breast, and the other fell to her mound, sliding over the outside of her panties. She pulled him in for a kiss, and they locked together while his hands strummed a tune of pleasure. His fingers at her nipples tweaking the perked flesh, his hands at her panties tickling her nub from outside. She was being assaulted, and every touch felt familiar.
When his fingers slid past her waistband, she clenched in anticipation. It didn’t save her from gasping when he began to touch her directly, slick fingers stimulating her womanhood. Her thighs moved as he did, and her lower lips were ready for more, for him.
“Please,” she said as she pulled Greg’s body to hers. “Let’s do this.”
Greg kissed her deep, and together they undressed him. His manhood throbbed at the ready, and he knew exactly what to do. He mounted her, and they moaned together as he pushed deep into her. Their bodies pressed together as one, and together they thrust.
Lacey’s body was on fire, to have the man she wanted right here before her, to hold him tight, it sent a heat to her loins that threatened to consume her whole body. Each time Greg thrust, deeper and stronger, she could feel her muscles tense, could feel herself coming to that peak.
“You’re as beautiful as ever,” Greg whispered as their hips moved in rhythm. “I love you, Lacey.”
She silenced him with a kiss, an electricity passing between them that curled her toes, she pushed into him with her whole body. It was bliss, a comfortable wave that flushed her body.
They lay in each other’s arms, and Lacey enjoyed the afterglow.
There was a knock on the door, and Jennifer said, “Dinner is ready. I made enough for three.”
Lacey and Greg looked at one another, then she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“Let’s get you fed, and out of here. I still have a stream to do tonight, and I wouldn’t want my Adonis to miss it.”
“Not for the world.”
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Table of Contents
Fixing It In Post Production
Last Resort
Duchess... Meet Duke
Strange Bedfellows
A Change of Genre
Emily Entertains
An Officer but No Gentleman
Civilized
One Day
Bad Boys Incorporated
Meeting My Adonis
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