***Hey all, I’m doing something different this chapter. I will build up the plot-line for this chapter, and devote the entirety of the next chapter for my sex scene. Fair warning, this is an abuse heavy chapter. Would like to thank some heavyweights for RPing and inspiring this chapter. You know who you are***
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Grocery shopping can be kind of boring. There’s only so many types of vegetables i have to sift through to find undamaged ones. While theoretically, all vegetables are safe to consume, the Asian in me insisted on inspecting each stalk and leaf. As though i was preparing a 5 course meal for Gordon Ramsay. Running into a Yoga buddy made it fun though. David was a fellow yogi who Ive seen many times. We’ve never directly chatted but i noticed him. He had a presence that seeps in. He was in his mid-40’s with brownish hair and green eyes. A combo i hadn’t seen in a while. 5’10” and 165lbs to round off. He was picking up a bottle of wine and was looking intently at it. I don’t really socialize much so i attempted to walk past him. “hey” i heard a voice behind me. David had noticed me, his green eyes bright with mischievousness. “Hiya, how are you” i greeted him. We made small talk, him chatting about wine, me updating him with my life. The clean parts of course, the XXX rated stuff is for private eyes. He mentioned his friend cancelling a movie at the last minute and asked me to join him. With wine and cheese. I practically swooned. Its been so long since Ive been wined and dined. I agreed and made plans to meet at 8 in the evening. As i skipped back home, i reveled in the feeling of being asked out, instead of brutally fucked in my dining table (courtesy of Meacham) i decided to wear a low black number. It was good to dress up once in a while.
Lucky Adrian wasn’t home and Meacham was out drinking. I prepared the lunch and dinner for the 2 of them and kept it in the fridge for their consumption. I took a nap and woke up at 6 for my little rendezvous. A little black dress with heels rounded my outfit. Light makeup and eyeliner dusted my face. Once i was ready, i waited patiently for David to arrive and pick me up. He came in a sleek black car that wouldn’t have looked out of place in a James Bond film. Clearly a man of money. It didn’t bother me though as i was able to sustain a rather lavish lifestyle of my own. It was fun to see an equal however, matching bank accounts with me. He glided out of his car and gave a kiss on both cheeks. Being Asian, i wasn’t big on PDA but i suppose this was how western culture is. He assisted me into his car like a complete gentleman which i appreciated. Whenever i saw David in Yoga, he was always chatting with my friends and certain overheard conversations revealed that he preferred older women. That made me happy as most men his age preferred younger ladies in their early 20’s. It was nice to be desired despite of my age. He brought me to a mansion that affirmed my opinion that he was independently wealthy. He escorted me to his door and showed me around. He was indeed a man of taste and class, surrounded by a certain leather filled luxury. Dark wood and colours filled his manor with a distinct style and dark beauty.
Dinner was scrumptious with dishes filled with lobster and seafood. He must have done his research as i am a pescatarian. He filled the air with jokes and charm, asking me about my days, family and lifestyle. I honestly think that i was having a lot of fun with him. Its nice to think he genuinely had an interest in me. The only thing that unnerved me, was the way he was looking at me. There was a certain darkness, speckled with untamed violence that filled it. He looked at me like he was hungry for something, despite filling his belly with oysters and shrimp. Another kind of hunger perhaps? One that i may be eager to fill in return. Not many know this, but i had a certain taste for the darker aspects of humanity. It would honestly have explained my taste in men. After the meal, he invited me to his balcony, to taste his spread of cheese and wine. There were many different varieties on display, from the creamy brie, salty Gorgonzola to Taleggio cheese. The Wine selection was thoughtful too, from a red Burgundy, to Chardonnay and Merlot. I had fun, mixing and matching as he carefully laid out what i need to pair them with. I devoured every morsel of cheese and gulped down every glass, with him carefully observing me. As the night wore on, i grew more and more tipsy, and his grip on my waist and wrists, tightened and more possessive. I had no idea the turn around for this event would be so……..painfully good
**(Sorry for the late post. Had to RP to build up inspiration for this)**
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