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Charlotte Webber, 26
Matt Polster, 29
::disclaimer::
all characters in this story are fictitous.
any resemblance to anyone in real life
is purely coincidental.
you have to read it from the bottom up
(this means from the first post to the most recent).
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Thursday, April 14, 2005
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Matt walked away from the park but his mind felt as though it was left there... with that pretty girl. Her dark curly hair that fluttered in the wind when she was barking at him and her hazel eyes glistened when she was angry. Never did Matt felt so much for a girl that he just met. She had something special in her that made him want to turn back to ask for her name and number. Then he stopped himself.
"Sheesh. I'm not going to stoop so low to know a girl. Come on Matt... you're better than that," he chided himself.
He looked at his watch. God, he was going to be late and Eva was going to be all bitchy about it. This was something bad about doing freelance jobs for people... he had to reschedule everything for people. But one thing was that Eva was one hirer that paid good money... plus the fact that she was a real hot babe. Matt quickly got on his scooter and dumped everything he had on his back and rode down the town.
Matt felt the wind on his face and enjoyed the sights and sounds of the town. He even saw some beautiful ladies that smiled and waved to him as he passed by. Some of them he slept with... some of them he wanted to sleep with.
"Hey Matt! Matt Polster! Hey! Why didn't you call me?" one girl hollered from the sidewalks as she waved frantically to him. Matt did a little salute to say he was sorry and sped off. He didn't want to be in such a weird position. Sometimes he did not understand why women just can't deal with a thing called one night stands.
As he was pondering about it, he suddenly had the image of the girl he met at the park flash through his mind. He stopped his bike and took a breather. Why was he suddenly thinking about her? Did he want to sleep with her or did he suddenly had feelings about someone that he never had before? As he was trying to catch his breath, his phone rang.
"Matt... why are you taking so long? I don't have all day to wait up for you!" Eva complained over the phone.
"I'm so sorry Eva... I will be right there. I'm just a few blocks away," Matt tried to explain and jolt the memory of the girl to the back of his mind.
"You better be here soon..." Eva warned before she slammed down the phone. Matt knew this wasn't a good sign because Eva never gotten so pissed off before. He quickly stepped on it and rode down to her place.
Eva's home was not just a home but a designer home with a gallery combined with it. She was a highly sought after bachelorette due to her beauty and her money. Matt sometimes wondered why of all freelance help Eva could get, she always got him to do work for her. Matt quickly parked his scooter and walked briskly to the door.
As Eva came to the door, Matt was just flabbergasted. She was decked out in... a long white shirt and nothing else. It was screaming,'Come get it on with me right now'. The white shirt covered her essentials and enhanced the sexiness of her long legs. She was barefoot and stroking her left calf with her right foot.
"It's about time you got here. I was getting really pissed off with you Polster. I don't pay people to make me wait," Eva chided.
"I'm sorry. I was..." Matt tried to explain but Eva just took his hand and pulled him into the house.
"I'm getting ready for an artist from Venice in a few days time and I wanted you to help me spruce up the gallery for the show," Eva explained as she led him into her gallery.
"You want me to paint your walls and clean up again?" Matt asked, "Eva you know I'm an artist and I don't do..."
Before Matt could say anything else, Eva pinned him to one of her gallery walls and started to kiss him. Matt was shocked but he could feel her body pressed hard against his and it was making him get really hot and heavy.
"Eva... I..." Matt tried to speak in between her kisses, which were screaming at him to touch her beautiful body. However, Eva didn't let him speak and pulled off his top and threw it to the side. Matt could feel her breasts on his chest as Eva unbuttoned her top. Matt wanted to relax and just enjoy the moment but suddenly the image of the girl at the park just flashed through his mind and made him strong enough to push Eva way from him. Eva was shocked.
"Eva... I... What are we doing?" Matt asked.
"Matt, don't be stupid. You know why I asked you here all the time. You know I want you... and I know you want me. Everyone knows you're the player of the town. Why would you want to resist me?" Eva said as she got closer until they started to kiss again.
Matt didn't understand why he was rejecting such a beautiful woman. He should be counting his lucky stars that she was into him more than he was. However, he knew if he slept with Eva, things would get uncomfortable at work and she might not respect him as an artist anymore. He needed the extra dough and he wasn't about to throw it away for a moment of pleasure.
"Eva... I don't want to mix work with pleasure," Matt said, trying to get Eva to relax. Eva looked at him and laughed.
"My dear Matt, you won't lose anything. This is just sex. Everything will be the same after this. In fact, it could lead to better job prospects, so relax," Eva cooed into his ear as she nibbled it, "You just enjoy this moment."
Matt wondered why he couldn't accept that it was just sex. All the while he was trying to get it into other women's heads and this was one woman who understood what he wanted. Just sex. Anyway, he always wanted to sleep with Eva but hesitated because she was his employer. Why couldn't he just give in once?
Matt looked at Eva. She was coaxing him to touch her. He realised he should just relax.... and give into temptation. Just once. Once... and only once.
and the story continues
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