Thirty-five

Having Dylan around made me feel less lonely. At least when i was in the restroom, I knew he was moreover on the restroom seat, in the kitchen, or in the living room watching television. He'd said he allowed the person conceivably doing this wasn't Steph but it was presumably someone I did not indeed think was able of doing similar to me.

I liked the idea of waking up to him kissing me, I liked the idea of pressing myself against his hard morning construction and also us having coitus before we got ready for work. I guess i would have enjoyed living with Mark in one way or the other. I sounded to enjoy company, a man's company for that matter.

I had had a hot bath that morning and when i was done dressing up into a black office slack that shape and fit my angles so damn good. Dylan had come up behind me, belting his arms around my midriff my neck. He said i looked good in the black trousers. He said he'd not mind staying home all day just running his hands over me. I liked the sound of that. I was a woman who was a selfish little whine when it came to my thirsty. I was selfish when it came to my need, my want, my worry and now further than ever, i was damn apprehensive of that. I guess being in a relationship also wasn't fair for the other person, in this case Mark Williams. He'd expedients about us getting wedded, he indeed let me meet his family. I know he met my parents when we had started dating but the main reason why i let him meet them was that i wanted them to a form of security that parents in our moment's society got from knowing that their son or son had someone in their lives who sounded damn serious about them. Shit like marriage. I was noway against marriage, i supported it for people who were sure it was where they were supposed to me. As for me, i just wasn't sure and that's why in as important as i had had great coitus with Dylan, i tried to remind him that on my end, it was just pure lust and coitus for the fun of it.

It was nice having Dylan around. There were days it did get lonely in my apartment and enough much cold during some seasons but temporality was okay for me.

“ I made you a commodity to have for breakfast.” Wow! He was further than a good-looking man. I was thrilled when he told me he'd made breakfast for me. I kissed him on the lips compactly and walked to the living room also went on to the kitchen. It smelled good in there.

“ I allowed you would like some nice hot black tea with a heated break and a fried egg to it, some raw tomatoes.”

“ Principally it's a sandwich.” I smiled carrying the plate of the chuck onto the dining table. Dylan followed behind me, he made me feel like he was taking in each and every great detail about me. I appreciated that being noticed was a commodity that signified to every woman.

“ You're so beautiful Ellen,” Dylan said leaning over his right hand. He was gaping at me as if he was in a reverie. He eyed me as i had my breakfast and he licked his lips every now and also when our eyes met.

“ I'm so lucky to have you this morning Dylan,” I said finishing off with the black tea and the heated chuck.

“ I'm glad you liked the breakfast I made. I suppose black tea is an important succulent choice over coffee.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. Who in New York didn't take coffee?

“ So you don't drink coffee at all?”

He laughed

“ No Elle, I would be dead without it. I just suppose it's that it's nicer to have black to for breakfast with some break.”

“ What about the coffee?” I asked

He smiled.

“ You have the coffee to boost your mood for work-related effects.”

I got his point, the man allowed having black tea with some break and whatever you added to it was better for breakfast. It sounded well balanced. He was putting across that the coffee was better to use, when you knew you demanded to be ready for work.

“ That's an intriguing way of putting matters.” I got put and carried the plate and mug in my hands. I put them in the Gomorrah but decided to snappily wash them to avoid them piling up. Oh yes! Trust me it did get to that point. There was the voice telling me i would do it latterly. I was confident i would leave whatever it was that i was doing and also carry on to the dishes. It was a batter so irrigating them while i could was far better.

“ I suppose i should be heading out now,” I said walking back to the bedroom where i seized my black handbag and walked back to the living room.

“ Have a great day Ellen and take care of yourself.” Dylan reached in and hugged me. He also kissed my forepart and walked me to the door.

******

I left Dylan in the house and went to work. I was feeling giddy, thrilled, and also thankful. I got a hack that had a woman who had slate hair with some big old spectacles. She wore a flowery dress with some sandals that looked veritably comfy. She had smiled at me but also turned to respect the megacity as we drove out.

The lady had dropped off before me at what sounded to be a fiscal discussion center. Those were some of the life aspects i had noway really allowed about, but i guess perhaps when i was to reach her age. I would by also.

I got off the hack and made sure to pass the man his chow. I could imagine what life was like as a motorist. Be it a truck motorist, a hack motorist or a private motorist. I could only imagine what it was like to wake up beforehand in the morning, find guests for some also spend the whole day driving some arbitrary nonnatives get where they wanted to get. All by each, life just wasn't easy for some like it was for others.

Melisa, the receptionist gestured at me as soon as i walked into the structure. I liked the mask she wore. Her job wasn't easy, she just always demanded to be in a good, gamesome mood indeed if she was not. Imagine coming to wake after you and your swain had a breakup and you're anticipated to smile at your workplace.

Cole was busy on what sounded like a work phone call when i had walked in.

It sounded like his work call was going on well as he was freely swinging in his office president.

I concentrated on my tasks for that morning. They went from editing to correcting to rewriting, editing some of the editors done by the freshers and also looking at Coles fiscal documents.

I had been sitting for a veritably long time so i decided to excuse myself and head off to the ladies' restroom. I demanded to ease myself. The toilets weren't always clean. It wasn't because the cleansers that were in charge of them didn't do their job, but it was because all the company workers came from different homes and for that matter, we all used and left our toilets else. Some people had weird burro gets and just did not flash. Others tried to leave it as clean as they could.

I plant one to use which was enough clean. I pulled down my office trousers and also pulled down my panties. When i eventually had the chance to sit on the restroom seat, i let the pee out and the relief i felt was amazing. It was one of those days where the relief felt like an earth-shaking orgasm which indeed made you have your eyes closed. I tried to hold to the feeling longer, a little longer than it actually stayed.

Hen i was done, i was lucky to have planted some towels which i used to wipe of the residue of urine from my empty burro coochie. There was no denying that my coochie was well disciplined or had any more, she did what she wanted to do and i allowed to myself that it had some time in this restroom, i would have fingered myself so damn good.

I dressed up and walked out and i plant Steph by the valve area washing her damn, long and unattractive hands.

I felt rage fuss in me. I felt pain, i felt the wrathfulness rise and if i hadn't held myself, i would have pulled her hair off her horrible-looking head and also banged it into the glass.

But i held my cool. I didn't ever want her to suppose she had won because she had not. She was trying to control my life by blackmail and i wasn't letting her palm. I was still fighting. I held my cool and put on a more relaxed face.

“ Hey Elle.” She smiled mirthfully.

Elle was the name utmost of the people i was close to, like Edith called me.

“ It's Ellen.” I beamed back at her.

“ Oh I just allowed that since Edith calls you Elle, i could too.”

The audacity that this woman standing ahead had. She had so important courage to enough much go about her day as if she wasn't making me miserable

“ Edith is my family, my family Steph.”

“ Yeah i know and we're workmates, come on Elle.”

The heck!

“ I suppose we should keep it is, just called me Ellen if not by my last name.”

Steph rolled her eyes at me easily frustrated.

“ Okay.” She smiled

“ How has work been for you, being the clerk.”

She put her hands to her hips and looked over at me.

“ It has actually been going on so well, well better than i could have imagined.”

I see, well good for her.

“ That's great also.”

Steph moved closer to where i stood and i was ready for some tone defense. I remembered many tricks like hair pulling, some nail screaming and also remonstrating. I had noway really punched anyone but i was ready for that too.

“ Are you apprehensive that Make is relinquishing?”

Actually NO! When the fuck did that come in? I was apprehensive he wanted another job out of New York to broaden his experience as he put but not about him leaving just yet. I guess he got that acceptance letter and was ready to move to Wash.

“ What do you mean?”

“ Mark just abnegated from the company”.

No he didn't you lying little unattractive face!

****

During lunch rushed to Mark's office as fast my bases could go. But when i got there, i plant hi office door wide open. I walked by and there was enough much nothing left of what used to be in there. He'd carried his lines, his pens and some pictures he'd put up some time back.

I stood in his empty office which now only had an office and an office president left. The recollections of the quick coitus that we used to do flashed back. This place had shielded the word from the kiny shift that happed in then. I remembered the times i bent over for mark and he fucked me coming into me from before. I remembered the times i was on is stages and pleased us riding on his standing gumshoe and i remembered the times we said the “ I lobe yours’ ‘and kissed passionately right in this office.

****

When i left work I just wanted to head off straight to Mark's house and set effects clear. However, i allowed it was more he left knowing the whole verity and not trying to work on a long-distance relationship was someone who wasn't all in as committed as he was, If he was leaving the megacity soon.

I snappily got onto a hack and in time, was at marks apartment structure. I was nervous. I had no way imagined this is how effects would play out for us. But the verity sets the people who say it free and perhaps those who also hear it. Knowledge it power, that's what they told us in the academy and with this, i hoped it would free Mark from me and let him be free to go to Washington and start address without me. I wanted him to be happy and now i was veritably important apprehensive i was noway the person to make him feel that way.

I walked sluggishly to his door. Taking in deep breaths and solicited that i would have the levee god courage to slip the whole verity. I eventually gathered some and tapped at his door. There was no response that came from his end so i knocked a little further more assuming he was big with his quilting.

Mark eventually opened up the door and he didn't look the way i expected him. It isn't that he looked scary. He came out shirtless, he'd only his blue prizefighters on. His hair was messy and he was breathing veritably heavily.

“ Hey.” I smiled awkwardly at him now wondering if i had disturbed his sleep.

“ Ellen.” He said looking back behind him also slightly closing the door. He sounded to be determined for me not be suitable to see what was in his apartment and didn't auto that he was in the apartment hallway half naked.

I got a gut feeling and i was commodity was surely out.

“ What? You aren't going to ask me in?” I said bluntly

“ Yeah, i kind of have someone over and i didn't know where ready to carry on our relationship.” What he said didn't fit well with me. There was someone in his apartment and it was surely a woman i was sure.

Mark baby who's at the door?” There was a girl's voice that called for him. It wasn't Laura, i would have known her voice. I didn't honor who the voice belonged to or if we had met with the person.

The door swung open and i was sure i remembered the face of the girl that walked by on Cole and I when i was at his house, it was Tiffany. She only had a kerchief wrapped around her, her hair was messy, she had some camo on her checks and the whole setup made me feel sick.

Tiffany was easily surprised to see me the same way i was.

“ What the hell is going on then?” I asked. However, if not also the girl and a weak funk memory, If Tiffany remembered my face well also she probably had told Mark and Cole and i fucking at his.

“ Ellen it isn't what it looks like okay, hear to me.”

Mark tried to get me to go outside with them and perhaps talk i guess but if Tiffany hadn't told him about Cole and i also why?

“ Don't fucking touch me Mark?”

“ Please baby.” He prayed but i wasn't having it i got an arbitrary idea that this was the perfect time to show him the filmland in my phone. I mean if he plant out the verity also there was no need for him to keep coming after me trying to explain himself about Tiffany. If he plant out the verity also we had both played each other in this game that we had formerly called a relationship.

“ Let me show you a commodity, you need to know the damn verity.” I pulled out my phone and went snappily to the filmland showing Dylan and i and handed it over to him. I was shaking, mark was eventually going to find out what i had being trying my veritably stylish to hide. But we can't fight fate, this was the moment that the macrocosm had conspired to bring us together and break each other's damn hearts.

“ The fuck Ellen!” He yelled. Tiffany took a peep at the filmland and realized it wasn't her fight. She sluggishly walked back into the apartment.

Mark ran his hands in his hair.

“ I was right about you and Cole? My virtuousness i was only jealous and i can not believe you were actually sleeping with him. Dylan Ellen, i can not believe you.”

I couldn't believe it too. I couldn't believe that he had a girl over at his apartment fucking her after he had told me for us to renew. It isn't like we had broken up or gone on a break, we had simply had a fucking misnumbering.

“ The fuck Mar, how long have you been with that girl?”

.He shook his head still taking in all he'd seen from the filmland. He handed the phone over to me and said “ Long enough to know that she wasn't fucking her master and the man she was supposed to be intermediating. You nausea me.”

At this point, gashes were flowing down my cold cheeks.

“ It's over between us mark, let us just call it quits so that you can continue with her and i can continue fucking my razzes and Dylan!” I saw the shock in his eyes at what i said but i didn't watch, we had settled this. The verity had come out on both our sides. We had both been shamefaced and we had both prevaricated to each other for a whole damn yea. Imagine how important gumshoe i would be tested in that time. I walked down with gashes in my eyes but i was glad i had told him the veritably pure verity.