AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 357
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 357 - Robbie doubts his fiancee Cassidy's story, but he can see the guilt she's been carrying. When they were young she became a User of the Affection Multiplier App. It gamified her relationships and she became addicted to the chase - until she realized how she was betraying Robbie and hit rock bottom. Now Cassidy intends to make things right. They are about to spend a week with her fellow cosplayers, and her only goal is to give Robbie the love and sex he deserves. He isn't so sure about this.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction GameLit Sharing RAAC DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male Oriental Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Spitting Squirting Voyeurism
My phone had become Grand Central Station. Or at least that’s what it felt like.
I was back at work, so my emails and office number were back to being forwarded to my cell. I had wisely turned that off when I left the night before the trip and had turned it back on that morning before the All-Hands. Emails I could ignore, generally, until I had a minute to sit. Texts could wait a few minutes, but whether it was a Shift Lead or one of colleagues from another department needing an answer, it was usually a ‘Now-ish’ not ‘When you have time’ situation. The calls could be hit or miss and since we didn’t have our own secretaries I had to take the risk of screening them myself with call display and judging what needed to be answered and what could go to voicemail.
The addition of six girlfriends (or girlfriend-ish relationships) to my social circle ramped up the communications to a whole new level.
I had to take two calls while Dayana and I were making our way across the hotel towards the east end and the pool area. To be fair, she had to take three - she was just as busy and in demand as I was. But I was checking my texts way more often.
My girls all wanted to wish me a good day at work. Terra was keeping me up to date on her plans, and assuring me she was OK and relying on a couple of friends in New Orleans who were going to help her and Cass when they were packing up her life on the weekend. Becca was already back to work doing some photo editing from the trip and sent me some cropped, silly shots from her shoots. Ami was going to stop at the ‘World’s Largest Dinosaur’ in Wyoming later in the day and promised me a selfie. Zenya did remember our phone call from the night before and was embarrassed, and also asked if the work day was a total no-sexting time or if there were some options.
And then there were the texts from Cass and Cattie as they kept me up to date on their touristy sightseeing. They’d stop at the Sign, and since we were going to do the Strip tonight and I planned to walk Fremont Street with Cattie for our date tomorrow, Cass was going to bring her to a bunch of the non-scammy other tourist traps in the city. The Botanical Gardens, the Mob Museum, the Neon Boneyard. Tomorrow they’d do the Hoover Dam during the day and then do an unofficial drive-around tour of some of the famous celeb houses that were ill-kept secrets of the city and some of the non-Casino landmarks from movies like The Hangover.
It took us nearly twenty minutes, with the phone call interruptions and Dayana needing to stop at the south loading dock to argue with a truck driver, for us to reach the pool.
“Jesus,” I said, looking at the scorch marks up the side of the building. They were a good twenty feet tall and marred the marble facing that our poolside was known for.
“Yeah, I know,” Dayana said. “But look up.”
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