AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 359
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 359 - 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
“Tan,” I called.
The kid - and it felt weird thinking of him like that since he was only really a few years younger than me, but he acted like this was his first job so he gave off ‘the kid’ vibes - didn’t turn around.
“Tan,” I called again. He was looking up at one of the big wall mounts in the main Ballroom.
I sighed and went over to him. “Tan,” I said again, and he jumped a little even though I didn’t have my voice raised.
“Sorry, sorry,” he said. “I just-” He looked back up at the wall mount. It was a big brass ring that could be used to hang a bunch of different decor items we had available, from drapes to garlands to banners. I’d even hung a string of skulls from it once - fake skulls, but still - when we hosted a Wiccan award ceremony.
That was a client we didn’t talk about around the Owners. Fun ladies (mostly), and the Owners likely wouldn’t have had any actual problems with them, but they had to have the appearance of fundamentalist Islamic ideals at times so sometimes we kept a buffer between them and the more ... Vegasy things that came up.
“I think this mount is crooked,” Tan said, tilting his head the same way he had been before.
“It’s not,” I said.
“No, it is,” he said before I could explain further.
I sighed. “It looks crooked because of the way those lights there,” I pointed to the ceiling, “cast shadows when those lights there,” I pointed to the nearby lights in the corner, “aren’t on. Believe me, we’ve checked, it’s centred and straight.”
He tilted his head the other way. “Are you sure?”
“Yep,” I said. “Now come on, we need to head down into storage to pull the proper linens and I’m gonna need an extra pair of arms.”
“I’m gonna get fired.”
“You’re not going to get fired,” I sighed.
Walt slumped into the same seat in my office that Tracy had been occupying that morning. “No, I’m pretty sure Doug is going to look for a way to fire me. Like, it’s bad, dude.”
I grunted and closed out my emails, looking over at him. He’d left his suit jacket in his office down the hall - after the all-hands meeting that morning he’d been hosting a pool party after lunch, and there was a live band playing poolside sometime that evening. He was allowed to wear pretty much whatever he wanted when he was running those events, but when he was up in the office he had to be in suits.
And, begrudgingly, I had to admit he wore them well. I always felt just a little too stiff in mine, even if Cassidy and Dayana always assured me I was fine.
“You got the vendor approved through the regular processes?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Contracts were all buttoned up and signed?”
“Yeah.”
“Insurance was set up and paid?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re not going to get fired,” I said.
“OK, but have you seen what happened?” he groaned.
“The aftermath and a video,” I admitted. “Though I could hear you in the background of the video trying to get control of the situation, so that’s a point in your favour. I don’t know what I would have done any different if I had been in charge that night instead of you.”
He shrugged and groaned.
“Is your band here yet for tonight?” I asked.
He checked his watch and then closed his eyes, leaning back in the seat. “Should be here in a half hour.”
I shook my head at him since he couldn’t see me. “You gonna camp out here until then?”
“You mind?” Walt asked without opening his eyes. “Doug won’t come looking for me here.”
“Sure,” I said. “You do you, buddy.”
“Thanks, dude.”
“Could you please go talk to her?” Doug asked me.
It was right at the end of the work day - my evening was clear, like most Mondays, since there were rarely any big events on a Monday. The dinner in the Sunset VIP ballroom didn’t need my supervision or an appearance, so the shift managers would handle it.
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