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Alyx sat in her jacuzzi drinking from a bottle of wine. Her workout was great and she had managed over the past few weeks to not only tone her thighs, but the little bulge she had going in her belly area significantly decreased. She had to admit, the frequent bouts of sex didn't hurt either. After months of dealing with rejections and virgins and all that, she'd found her groove again, Roarke, Patrick and not too mention the regular who now came into the Lair. Yeah, so she was a slut, but she was a safe slut, and what mattered most was she did it for the pleasure. She didn't feel used and she didn't feel the need to cling to these men. It was just an act of extreme pleasure for Alyx, and she didn't regret any of it.
There were moments of severe sexual frustration though. Especially since she had been working in close proximity with Derrick these past six months. She grabbed the bottle of wine as she thought of him & took a big swig, "Damn him, he still gets to me." After last night though, after he admitted loving Parker, Alyx felt a slap of reality, something she should have felt years ago. Almost two years ago now was the last time they were together, yet she still burned for him. She didn't even think he knew it though, not like he would've noticed in the past. No, he was a changed man, and as much as Alyx was happy for him for cleaning up, she can't help but miss a part of him.
Much to Alyx's surprise though, there was one guy...one guy whom she could NOT get out of her head.
Billy.
Even though they met briefly only twice and only shared a few kisses, Alyx still thought of him...well, it was more like she couldn't get his face out of her mind. As she sets the bottle down on the side of the jacuzzi she relaxes herself deeper in the hot, bubbling water, her hand falling down to touch herself softly between her legs. God, what she wouldn't give to corrupt him, but, such is life. They were two different people who just happened to cross paths. Would they meet again? She hoped so. Would he call her? Probably not. If Billy was who Alyx wanted, she'd need to make a move, but not now. Too lazy. And the image she had conjured up in her mind of him was making her feel way too good. Her fingers slipped beneath her bikini bottom and she closed her eyes, getting lost in the fantasy.
Alyx sat in her jacuzzi drinking from a bottle of wine. Her workout was great and she had managed over the past few weeks to not only tone her thighs, but the little bulge she had going in her belly area significantly decreased. She had to admit, the frequent bouts of sex didn't hurt either. After months of dealing with rejections and virgins and all that, she'd found her groove again, Roarke, Patrick and not too mention the regular who now came into the Lair. Yeah, so she was a slut, but she was a safe slut, and what mattered most was she did it for the pleasure. She didn't feel used and she didn't feel the need to cling to these men. It was just an act of extreme pleasure for Alyx, and she didn't regret any of it.
There were moments of severe sexual frustration though. Especially since she had been working in close proximity with Derrick these past six months. She grabbed the bottle of wine as she thought of him & took a big swig, "Damn him, he still gets to me." After last night though, after he admitted loving Parker, Alyx felt a slap of reality, something she should have felt years ago. Almost two years ago now was the last time they were together, yet she still burned for him. She didn't even think he knew it though, not like he would've noticed in the past. No, he was a changed man, and as much as Alyx was happy for him for cleaning up, she can't help but miss a part of him.
Much to Alyx's surprise though, there was one guy...one guy whom she could NOT get out of her head.
Billy.
Even though they met briefly only twice and only shared a few kisses, Alyx still thought of him...well, it was more like she couldn't get his face out of her mind. As she sets the bottle down on the side of the jacuzzi she relaxes herself deeper in the hot, bubbling water, her hand falling down to touch herself softly between her legs. God, what she wouldn't give to corrupt him, but, such is life. They were two different people who just happened to cross paths. Would they meet again? She hoped so. Would he call her? Probably not. If Billy was who Alyx wanted, she'd need to make a move, but not now. Too lazy. And the image she had conjured up in her mind of him was making her feel way too good. Her fingers slipped beneath her bikini bottom and she closed her eyes, getting lost in the fantasy.