I didn’t know why I hated to admit it but the man from last night was very good at sex, and it seemed like he knew what he was doing. My wrecked but fully satisfied body and pussy was more than enough proof of that. It didn’t matter though because I won’t ever see that man again and even if I did, I probably won’t recognize him. He probably won’t recognize me either.
Oh, the joy of one-night stands with no strings attached.
Although I said that inside of my head, this was the first one-night stand that I’ve had all my life. I cleaned up myself and showered quickly as I tried my best to make it in time for work. Recovering from a hangover is getting more challenging now, I guess I wasn’t getting any younger.
I took a deep breath as I closed the door firmly behind me, mentally locking up the event of last night and putting it behind me. I’m definitely not the type to have one-night stands with random guys and in fact, this was the first time that this has happened to me. However, I knew that I couldn’t undo what was done. I will probably never meet that man again, whoever he was. It was time to return back to reality.
…
“Did I make it?” I mumbled underneath my breath as I panted.
After getting off the cab, I literally ran as fast as I could in my high heels to the office. I placed my hands on my knees as I bent down in exhaustion. My slight hangover was giving me a headache and it was clear that I was far from being fit. Finding the time and discipline to work out was so difficult.
Looking at my phone, I was right on time. Score!
…
**Around 2 Years Ago**
“I don’t know much about the business world but…this interview is supposed to be a big deal, isn’t it?” my mother said as she smiled proudly at me.
Looking down at the letter that had just been delivered to our small apartment earlier today, her eyes widened as she continued to read the words printed on the page on repeat as if she couldn’t believe her own eyes. I don’t blame her, even I couldn’t believe that I had been selected to interview at such a large and well-known company.
“I guess it is, mum…” I replied, trying to sound as calm and composed as possible.
**knock knock knock**
Firm knocking sounds on our front door brought me back to the present as I instinctively got up from where I was sitting at our small dining table and headed towards the door. Not many people visited, let alone knew where we lived, so I had a pretty good guess already regarding who was at the door.
“Hi Auntie Jane. What a pleasant surprise. Want to join us for dinner?” I greeted the old and slightly frail looking auntie standing in front of my door wearing her signature red knitted jacket.
“Congratulations! I’m dropping by because I heard the awesome news from your mum! Congratulations!” Auntie Jane exclaimed excitedly before taking my hands into her thinner ones and squeezing them tight.
News travels extremely fast in this small town, doesn’t it? I bet my mother gave Auntie Jane a call the moment she disappeared into the kitchen. The speed that gossips and news travels in this small town should never be underestimated.
--To be continued…
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