Sin City
Copyright© 2009 by Audrey Haber
Chapter 43
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 43 - A tale about Page 3 lifestyles and relationships set in Bombay, India, in the late Nineties.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Rape Blackmail Cheating Cuckold Rough Torture Interracial White Male Slow
Over breakfast, Steven took a couple of brief calls on his Iridium, then switched it off. She had noticed him doing that every time they made love. It was one of the little details that she was beginning to like about him. Would a billionaire put off his satellite phone for a one-night stand. At the same time, she didn't fool herself. This couldn't last. As if confirming her secret fear, Steven sighed and looked at his large gnarled hands with the air of a man who had a difficult announcement to make.
"I have to go to San Francisco."
Her heart stopped. She stopped chewing the piece of toasted bran bread in her mouth. Then remembered how she had anticipated this very moment and had promised herself not to behave like a cliche. She continued chewing, making herself appear unconcerned and calm.
"That's okay. I have to go to work too."
He looked down at his cup of coffee.
Uh oh, she thought, here it comes: Hey, baby, you know goodbye doesn't mean forever, don'tcha? Or something along those lines. Been there, heard that.
"I'd really like to see you again."
She didn't say anything. It was a standard line, and even though he sounded genuine, it made her feel like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. She kept her eyes on her toasted bran and fruit.
"I know what you're thinking," he said.
Which made her look up.
"You think this is going to go the way of all ... overnight ... relationships."
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