Want to Play A Game

I can hear my alarm going off, I don’t want to get out of bed, of course not. I’m not quite a morning person. Then I remember fuck! Kendra was murdered! What the fuck is going to happen at work? Nothing really happens where I live, it’s sort of peaceful and quiet most of the time. Murders just don’t happen especially bodies found in alleyways. Pretty sloppy if you ask me, not saying that she deserved it, but she wasn’t nice to people. She was always a bitch, and she would do whatever she needed to get what she wanted. Even if it was hurting someone or making someone else look bad she didn’t care. I know that she was trying to get in with this other company to make her company set for life. Set maybe but something went wrong, and she got herself killed. I want to feel sad that she is gone but I don’t. Probably because she was never my friend. She used me just like she uses everybody else that works for her. I don’t mean to sound cold, it’s terrible that somebody killed her, it’s just not surprising to me.

I forced myself to get up, so I can get ready to leave for work. As I am getting out of bed my phone rings, so I answer it.

“Hello is this Jessica that works for Kendra’s pharmaceutical?”

“Yes, this is Jessica.”

“I was just calling to let you know that Kendra pharmaceutical’s is shut down until further notice.”

As I start to ask a question they have already hung up on me. I find it odd that they didn’t even allow me to respond. Not sure what I should do now. Should I be looking for a job or just enjoy the time off. I have enough money saved that I wouldn’t have to work for a little bit but definitely not that long. I’m just confused on why they did not give out too much information? Maybe there isn’t that much to give out. Since I’m not going to have a job, I can get to know my neighbor a little better.

I can find out about him and spend more time with him. That would be nice, especially fucking him again. I get all giddy from just saying the words. Fucking him makes me wet in between my legs. I get a sensation that is almost unbearable. I need to learn how to control myself. I don’t want him to realize he has a hold on me.

I want to approach Matt, just to see what he’s doing but I need to resist. He can’t know how much I want him a second time around. That would be nice right about now. Damn it! I almost feel pathetic just for the simple fact that I am just waiting for him to come around. Just to be in his presence makes my whole body shiver. There is something exciting about him that I haven’t discovered yet, but I am intrigued to discover it.

” I just say fuck it, I text him, what are you doing today?” If he text me back great! If he doesn’t then fine, what is it going to hurt absolutely nothing. There’s only one thing that really irritates the hell out of me. Why does it seem like it takes him forever to text me back? I guess as I wait for his text, I will start cleaning my apartment. Which is clearly needing my attention. I hear a knock at the door, I go to answer it and of course it is the cops. I already know what this is concerning. This has to be about my boss Kendra being murdered.

“Hello are you Jessica that works for Kendra’s pharmaceutical companies?”

“Yes I am!”

“May we come in and ask you a couple questions?”

“Sure that is fine!”

“I am sure that you heard your boss Kendra Walls was murdered?”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Yes no news goes unheard around here. My ex-boyfriend actually called to tell me that she was found dead.”

“What was your relationship with Kendra?”

“Well she was my boss. We were kind of friends but not friends that got together outside of work. We never really got personal.”

“Why would you call her your friend then?”

“I just figured after working there for 5 years that she might be but we weren’t very close just colleagues.”

“Where were you two nights ago?”

“I was at my apartment.”

“Do you know of anybody that would want to kill your boss Kendra?”

“Kendra was kind of a bitch sometimes but I don’t think she was a big enough bitch for someone to kill her.”

“You don’t think so? Is it possible the person that murdered Kendra would work for her company?”

“If you’re asking me to accuse someone at work of killing her, I say no to that even being possible.”

“We are not asking you to accuse anybody of killing her. We are asking you if you know anybody that would want her dead ?”

“No not that I know of, like a said she was a bitch but I don’t think anybody would actually kill her.”

“Well somebody did actually kill her that is why we are talking to you. We are trying to find clues why.”

“I am not sure why anybody would kill anyone.”

“Kendra was a very wealthy woman. There are plenty of reasons why someone would kill her. Our job is to find out who did it.”

“If I knew who had killed her, don’t you think I would tell you?”

“We are just trying to contact everybody that had daily connections with Kendra.”

” Well at work I have connections with Kendra. She comes over and tells me what I need to have done before I leave. I have been off for the past 2 days, so I haven’t really been in contact with Kendra.”

“Well thank you for your time. If you find out any information that could be helpful to us, please do not hesitate to call.”

“Will do, I really hope that you find the monster that did this. They deserve to be put away. She was a bitch but a good person.”

As they are walking out my door, I am thinking what a pleasant surprise already this morning. They must be investigating her murder. Who could do such a thing? Obviously she messed with the wrong person this time. I guess they didn’t put up with her shit. I know I should feel sad about what happened but I don’t. We really didn’t like each other truly. I hear another knock at the door son of a bitch, they must have forgotten something. I make my way to open it. My mouth drops, it’s Matt.”

I am not sure why I went to the door. I’m really not dressed and I sort of look like shit. Here’s my opportunity to talk to him today. I really don’t want to miss it. So I open the door. He says nothing just barges in and put his lips against mine, it’s breathtaking. I instantly react and kiss him back. Like I have a choice in it, my body takes over.

My body wants every piece of him. Every touch anything he has to offer my body wants it. He grabs ahold of my hair and pulls it where he wants it. He is so forceful. I can’t say that I don’t like it because I do. He pushes himself in the door, and then shuts it with his foot.

He then starts to undress me. He takes my shirt off and starts kissing down my neck. Making his way to my breast licking my nipple playing with it with his tongue. I moan out in pleasure as he starts caressing my breast. His grip is so hard it hurts at the same time.

“Tell me that you want me to fuck you hard Jessica, say it now!”

“I want you to fuck me hard Matt. Please fuck me!”

I can’t help but to follow his demands. I want it so badly that I can’t control myself. I let him take over me. I’ll do whatever he wants me to do at this point. I can’t say no. He then starts to pull my pants off.

“No panties Jessica? That’s what I like, Yes baby your wet for me.”

As he feels my wetness for him, I start to blush with embarrassment. Not wanting him to fully know how he makes me feel. He starts to rub my pussy as my body reacts to him. I can’t stop from arching my back. The pleasure is amazing as he is rubbing my clit, causing me to scream out with an orgasm.

“That’s my good girl baby. You like that don’t you? Tell me how much you like it, do you want more?”

He then bends me over my couch and thrusts his hard cock inside me, it’s instant pleasure. I moan out to him to fuck me harder. He thrust this cock harder and harder. My body is exploding with the pleasure. I’m loving his dominance and him taking control from me. He’s getting what he wants from me, not asking just doing what he pleases. He is griping and smacking my ass so hard he is probably going to leave bruises, but it feels so fucking good.

I scream out to him so he knows how good he is making me feel as he is fucking me. As we are fucking we change positions. He picks me up puts me on my kitchen table. He lifts my legs and thrust his cock inside me. My legs are on his chest while he holds them in place and fucks me more. God the pleasure is overwhelming. I have another orgasm. He goes to release himself on my stomach. He yells out, “Fuck yeah that’s some good pussy!”