Love? That's the word I hate the most. Love isn't for the nice guys, love is for guys who think from their dick than their hearts.
I have had my time, loving someone with all my heart. But in return what did I get? Bloody betrayal. It took me three fucking years to get over that one damn heartbreak, I spent my nights crying, spent my days alone with no hope only to learn the lowest points in your life where love can take you.
But not anymore, I don't spend my time chasing girls, girls now chase me to spend one night with me. Girls now dream of getting into my bed, so I could impregnate them and they would take me directly to the court to get money for child support. I guess that's the price you pay for being a fucking CEO of a tech company.
I have always been good with tech and math which catapulted me through the finest universities, and B-schools you can think of in the country. When I was pursuing my computer science degree, I fell in love with a girl named Molly. She had great hair, a smile you could die for, her eyes? These cute little buttons you could look at all day and still not get tired.
We had a good time for about 6 months, I kind of got attached to her. I used to think of her all day, text her before I went to sleep and the first thing in the morning. We used to spend hours talking and roaming around the campus and honestly, I was in love. I was so much in love, I could kill anyone just to be with her.
But remember what I told you? Love isn't for nice guys like me. After dating for about six months, I asked her for a date night where we would go to the movies first, have dinner at this nice Japanese restaurant because she loves Sushi while I hate it and then spend the night together. Her response? We could do the first two but spending the night is crossing the limit.
And to be honest, I was okay with it. I believe she's not ready for it yet and we will need to make our bonds stronger. Until I got to know that she was dating someone else too and I had heard rumors of how Molly would go to different hotels and spend the night together with her alternate boyfriend.
At first, I didn't believe in the rumors. Her boyfriend wasn't from the same university as we were. So even though we would spend a little time together on campus. But beyond that, we hardly met except for a few monthly dates.
But as soon as I heard of these rumors, I went into full detective mode.
I used to keep an eye on Molly, pay special attention to her words and see how she navigated to my requests. To make her fall into my trap, I asked my friend Levi to be a friend with her alternate boyfriend.
Levi and her boyfriend Justin kind of became good friends over time, he of course didn't know that Levi was a friend of mine but he was definitely aware that we knew each other.
Levi and I weren't someone who'd roam around the campus together or spend time talking in the cafeteria. We preferred to have conversations online and to be honest it was a good way. Levi and I knew each other from school days only and we never had kind of a best friend vibe but yes indeed good friends.
So when I explained the whole thing to him, he was helpful and I am glad he was. He and Justin kind of became friends over a period of two months and Levi would often ask him what's the plan for the night and then forward the same to me.
And this one fine day, Justin told Levi that he had plans with Molly for the night and as soon as I got this information I too asked Molly if we could go on a date in the evening. But as you can guess, she denied the request. So I knew she was definitely going with Justin.
So what did I do? As per the information passed by my dear friend Levi, I first went to the restaurant and kind of sat in an odd area where you aren't supposed to look and waited for them. And soon enough, they did arrive.
But I didn't straight away confront Molly. Instead, I waited, let them finish their little date and waited for their spending the night together.
Once they were done with their little romantic dinner, they started to walk to the other side of the road's hotel. As they were going inside the hotel, I called her name out from behind. Molly? And she looked back and her face went down, she had no facial expression, and her eyes were wide open trying to articulate what just happened.
Molly's eyes widened when she saw me. "What are you doing here?" she asked.
I crossed my arms, trying to steady my voice. "So the rumors were all true."
Her brows knitted together. "What rumors?"
"The rumors of you dating this dickhead," I said, my words sharper than I intended.
"This is not what you think, Ethan," Molly said quickly, a hint of desperation in her voice.
I shook my head, feeling the weight of it all crash down. "This is exactly what I think, Molly. And honestly..." I swallowed hard, "I'm heartbroken. I don't even know where I'll end up after this betrayal. But one thing's certain — it's over."
As soon as I said this, I left from there and didn't look back ever again. Since then, I have believed that love isn't for nice guys.
But now, I don't think of love. I think of lovemaking. Being 27 and you are the CEO of a multi-billion tech company, would you still get into the trap of falling in love and committing to a single woman? Of course not.
Now I taste new women often and often they are from the same company. I love getting into these dirty acts with my assistant. You know what I have this two-assistant thing, a guy who's this MBA grad, quite smart and gets the job done. But the other one is the ladies. Their jobs? To satisfy me.
So the current female personal assistant that I have is one hell of a dirty bitch. If you have any fantasy, she'd fulfil it.
The other day, I was in my bedroom with this bitch Sarah. I kissed Sarah all over her body, my hands exploring her breasts, pressing them slowly while my tongue was busy in her mouth. Soon I asked Sarah to lie down on the bed, I went ahead and started unzipping her jeans and removing them. She was in a black panty before my hungry eyes.
I licked her white thighs and kept pressing her breasts. She was already wet from my actions. I licked her pussy over her panty and tried to remove her panty. Sarah held my hand and told me to be gentle and smooth.
I removed her panty, and her pussy was clean-shaven. I slowly rubbed my fingers on her vagina, and she started to utter slow moans. After 5 minutes of rubbing, her pussy was ready with her juices. I removed my pants and boxers, getting ready to enter her.
Sarah saw my fully erected dick and said to be slow again. I went up to her and kissed her lips while pressing her breasts over her bra. I removed her bra while we were kissing and she was completely nude.
I broke the kiss and started to kiss and squeeze her big, white breasts. I bit her white nipples, and she moaned, saying to be soft. I couldn't wait any longer and went up to her lips again, kissing her hard. With my hand, I slowly held my dick and guided it towards her pussy.
I slowly entered her pussy, and it gave her a jerk in her body, I pumped a few more times before I went ahead and put on a condom. Can't get these bitches pregnant right?
After wearing the condom, I again entered her and started with heavy pushes, her moaning sound was all over the room. To stop her from moaning, I continued kissing her lips and used more force to insert my dick completely into her pussy.
She broke the lip kiss and screamed a bit louder. I didn't bother about the scream and slowly started to stroke her pussy in and out. Sarah was moaning heavily in pain, and tears rolled down her eyes.
I kept saying that I was doing it slowly and told her to relax. After some ten minutes of stroking her pussy in and out, I was about to cum. I stopped stroking so I could hold my cum and took my right hand down to her pussy, with my dick inside, and started to rub her clitoris.
Sarah was moaning and crying. I rubbed her clitoris for some 3-5 minutes, and then I observed her; she was about to reach her orgasm.
After a good one hour of fuck, she bid Goodbye to me and I lay down on the bed naked waiting for the next day to come.