**Hey Y’all … I’m a beginning writer. I need to practice in all genres, but all I want to do is write erotica. Just some ideas for stories and shorts, if you like it, let me know, I can write more.**
She woke up.
A bright blast of light from the Arabian sun shone between the blackout curtains. When she got in from the 10 hour flight last night from Frankfurt, she hadn’t put in the effort thought to close them fully.
The phone rang. An Emirati number she did not recognize. Aadam’s name was already in her phone. Could be spam, but she was there working so she felt compelled to answer.
“Hello, it’s Nadja”
“Nadja, It’s Aadam.”
“Hi,” she volunteered. Safe enough as an initial reply. A surge of adrenaline cut through the haze of her jet lagged mind fog. She needed this job, and she liked Aadam, so it was important for her to sound interested, even though she was dead tired.
“Hi Nadja, we have an event for you tonight. An important client from Russia. Can you be at the Park Hyatt on Dubai Creek at 7PM tonight?”
Nadja looked at her phone. It was 10:45 AM.
“Yeah, sure.” Nadja was on autopilot, still half asleep.
“He’s very picky, this guy. He loves skinny blondes. I think he did a business degree in Sweden. Probably got spoiled there. I think he’s going to have a great time with you. Wear the coral cocktail dress. I’m having some lingerie sent to you. Pick whatever you like. We’re excited to have you with the company.”
“Will you be there?” Nadja tried to hide her anticipation.
“I’ll try to be. I’m remembering Hamburg.”
She had met Aadam while she was a receptionist at the University. She got the job from her sister in law, an attorney on the faculty there. There was a conference on intellectual property law in September, and he had asked if they could open the locked door of that hot and fetid conference building She complied, no alarms had gone off, and they chatted in the garden, the hot afternoon sun on them, as students hurried from class to class. That night, they went to a Greek restaurant in Sternschanze, and he had impressed her with his knowledge of Russian poets.
“How have you been?” ventured Nadja.
“I’m good. I’m not seeing anyone. Are you still single?”
Nadja did a quick calculation. She had met a guy at a her friend’s birthday party a few weeks ago. He was 20, a bit younger than her. They went to a club, and went back to a friend’s house after. They had a messy drunken kiss after, and Nadja had called the guy later, who had promised to take her out the next day. He had arrived in a near stuporous state and almost vomited on her shoes at the cafe. After that outrage, she was content to be taken to dinner by her ex boyfriend, an engineer at the University’s School of Mines. He desperately wanted to be back together with her, but Nadja’s memory of her night with Aadam haunted her. She hadn’t been with many guys before. Every day at some point in her mind, she had flashbacks of her night with Aadam. The narrow elevator as they had kissed, her back pressing all the buttons, involuntarily extending the ride.
Then the huge hotel bed, where he had kissed her all over and licked her for the first time. So young and inexperienced, but so willing from months of furtive masturbation (and watching lesbian porn on the internet after her roommates were asleep ,on the communal desktop computer in the living room), he had insisted on finishing all over her face and mouth.
An afternoon later he took her to the Hamburg Kunsthalle, then walked they walked through the Reeperbahn, grabbing drinks and cocktails on the way. At an unceremonius bar, he whispered in her ear.
“I love the thought of these women being paid to do dirty things,” he whispered to her.
He took a 100 Euro note from his wallet and traced it up the sides of her thighs. He slipped the note in the waistband of her panties. “That’s for your shopping tomorrow,” he said. “Buy me the most elegant pair of panties you can find so I can stuff them in your mouth tomorrow.”
“Now take off your panties and put them in my pocket,” he commanded.
She complied …
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/dpk5xr/harem_girl_part_one
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