“How long has it been, Chris?” Dean placed his hands akimbo. “A year? Maybe more now?”“A year. Look, I’m not here to make up or anythi-”...��You wanna know about the hotel.” He bowed his head and snorted. “Whaddya wanna find out?”“How to access it.”“Alright first you gotta look it up on Maps, then-”“Stop fucking around and give me a straight answer.” I jabbed my index finger into his chest.“Hey… watch it, buddy.”“No, you watch it. I haven’t forgotten about your inappropriate remarks about my wife. Well I fell asleep and forgot about it until I had a message notification latter the next day. She had replied. For a few days we sent small talk messages catching up and putting the worlds to right. It turned out her son still lived at home and her ex walked out on her a few years ago, but she hadn’t dated since. I suggested we go out sometime but could see she was nervous about it, but we exchanged numbers anyway.Late one night I was tipsy again so thought it would be a clever idea to text. Mujhe kafi maza aaraha tha sath mein main us mahila se baat bhi kar rahi thi. Thodi der baad andhera ho gaya to maine light on kar di par sath wali mahila ne kaha pls ise band kardo usko nind aa rahi hai to maine light off kar di.fir achanak pichhe wale ne apna pair hata diya aur uski jagah apne hath ko gusa diya. Mujhe uske itana bold hone par kafi hairani hui, ab uska hath meri gaand ke niche daba tha aur ungaliya meri gaand ke chhed ko kured rahi thi. Sathwali mahila ne apna sir mere kandhe. ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Are you?’ She touched his face, wishing that she could see him. ‘Are you sure you want to be with me?’ ‘I’m absolutely sure, Chantal. I’ve loved you since I kissed you in the lobby.’ ‘Fuck you.’ She said softly, a smile creasing the corners of her mouth. Martin just stared at her dumbfounded. ‘Did you hear me? Fuck you!’ Martin swooped down and kissed her, silencing her foul language as he had that day and letting his cock slowly slide into her until he reached the barrier..