Somehow the second blanket didn’t help. Today I woke up once again because of the cold. Just how did it happen? My best guess was that Olivia kicked her own blanket in her sleep, got cold, and stole mine. Oof. Well, at least it was amusing.
I checked the time, and it was about thirty minutes before the alarm. Deciding to get a bit more nap time in, I spooned my resident messy sleeper, enjoying the scent of her shampoo, and closed my eyes again.
***
Breakfast. Once again made by me, since I found a peculiar sense of delight in the process and the result. A lot of extra ‘why not’ included.
***
Routine. My daily run. Stretches and calisthenics. Contrast shower. Breakfast. Cup of coffee. Nudes of the day from Bella.
This time she was taking a bath. And it seems like her mood was better than in the previous two. As usual with those selfies, the gorgeous woman was fully naked, only this time she decided not to blue ball me at all. Her bare upper body was out of the water, showing off the full glory of her impressive assets. One of her arms was holding the phone, but the other one was submerged under the water and was currently between her legs. The water was a bit murky from the bath salts, yet I was familiar enough with her body to easily picture it in detail.
Her face was quite flushed, half from the hot bath, half from the easily seen lust in her bewitching eyes. And that teasing smirk on her lips…
Oh right, I had actual business with her, what a great timing. My finger darted to the video call button. It took exactly one beep for her to pick up.
“Greetings, my dear. I see you are enjoying yourself this fine morning.” I took in the sight of her in motion. She noticed my gaze, but instead of playing shy, Bella angled the camera, so I could see even better. I could hear the quiet splashes of water with every movement of her hand, as well as deep breaths. All the while, her gaze never left my eyes, deriving additional pleasure from my naked appreciation of her form.
“Do you need… mmm… something? Or did you call me… mmm… Just for the show?” She tried, and failed, to keep her voice level.
“Of course it was for the business. But it can wait,” I said. “I know how much you enjoy having an audience. Go ahead, show me everything…”
Her smirk said it all.
***
In the end, I informed Bella of Olivia’s agreement to meet her on Friday. And asked her if I can borrow one of her less expensive cars. After I informed her about the reason, Bella just chuckled and agreed.
Sadly, her schedule for the day couldn’t fit a proper meeting with me, so Bella sent one of her bodyguards to deliver me the keys and the car itself. Exactly what I needed here. A mid-range priced, for a luxury car that is, sport coupe.
Getting the car price as a baseline for other parts of my masquerade, I started scouring the closet. Better get input from Olivia regarding the details. It would be embarrassing for both of us if she suddenly wouldn’t be able to recognize the car, for example.
After finishing the preparations, and getting the result approved by the related party, I found myself in the need to kill a few extra hours. After pondering for a moment, my choice fell onto hitting the gym. Routine. Routine again.
***
There was nothing special about my gym visit. Except running into Claire again after I finished my own workout, but time constraints limited possible interactions to a brief exchange of pleasantries. A pity, but what could I do?
***
Seems like fate was still out there, all too happy to mess with my plans. Because of getting stuck in the traffic, I really cut it close here. A glance at the clock informed me about how close exactly. It was two minutes past the meeting time. Fuck. I hate being late.
I parked the car in the parking lot and went outside, looking around and trying to spot Olivia. The scenery outside the school gates were pretty busy at this hour, as a steady stream of teens was pouring outside. Small groups were walking towards the nearest bus/train stations. Few were riding their bicycles, or even scooters. There was also quite the number of cars waiting in the parking lot.
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One of them caught my attention. To be more precise, the professional-me. The unassuming black budget sedan. Nothing in particular from a first glance. But details… It was all in detail. Run-flat tires. A slightly lower clearance than it should be for an empty car like this one.
But the most sure give-away was the driver. Standing right beside the car in question was an Asian lady, just as unassuming as the car itself. Average height, boring office lady attire, minimal makeup. Slightly above average looking face, that could smoothen the interactions if needed, but not pretty enough to remember details in an hour at max. The two things that made my professional-mask senses tingle were her shoes and the way her eyes kept scanning around. I could’ve been wrong, of course, but I’ve seen this particular model of shoes one too many times while mingling on the… extra side of the law. As for scanning around, it was a bad habit of VIP bodyguards, especially those who lacked experience and/or got the job for meeting other criteria. Resembling a client enough to play the role of a distant relative, for example. The woman caught me staring at her and tensed for a moment. I smiled and nodded. Eh, if it was really a matter of VIP, my appearance here would get under scrutiny either way, and this way I can at least have some fun teasing the jumpy girl.
I shifted my attention back to the matter of searching for my girlfriend-apparent. Oh, there she was, walking with a colorful group. Olivia aside, there was a bimbo gal, a try-hard bitch, and a shorty with twin-pigtails. Hm, the latter one looked very familiar, and not because she was an Asian. Where could I have seen her?
Olivia spotting me and waving to get my attention took me out of my memory trip. I smiled and waved back, eliciting a varied reaction out of the group. Olivia smiled blindingly. Bimbo gal was mildly surprised. The bitch tried to play it cool, but her amateurish mask failed to keep out disbelief and envy. The weirdest reaction award went to shorty, though. She glared at me. And it was a very familiar glare indeed. For a moment, her figure overlapped with another one, from the future. Black hair gathered in two buns, a mature figure wearing cheongsam with confidence and rocking it marvelously. Not that much taller, though. And glare, full of cold hatred, bordering the rage. Nah, no way, what possibly could she be doing in a normal school? But then, that would explain the strange sedan and, on second thought, the driver indeed resembled this girl quite a bit.
Olivia said her farewells to the girls, and almost jogged towards me, throwing herself into my arms. Of course, I caught her in a tight embrace, spun her around and gave her a light kiss.
“Is this enough?” I whispered into her ear. “Wouldn’t it be better if you introduced us?”
“Oh. Um. I kind of forgot here,” she muttered. “I was so happy after seeing you.”
Her words made my heart skip a bit… not really. But it was close enough, not going to lie. So, I kissed her again, this time deeper. After a moment, she broke the kiss and giggled happily. This expression suited her so much that it caught me flatfooted for another instant. I shook my head and opened the passenger door for her. Ever the gentlemen. Meh. After closing the door after the beauty took her place, I went around the car to my own seat. But I briefly stopped to check my phone. Well, it was just an excuse to check out what the pig-tailed brunette was doing at the moment. Fuck. Just as I thought, she was moving towards the aforementioned sedan.
I sat behind the wheel and adjusted the rearview mirror for a bit, still tracing the movement of the shorty.
“Did Su caught your interest?” Olivia, in her usual manner, somehow managed to read my actions.
“That Su… is indeed a very interesting girl. Just not in the way you are thinking,” I answered.
“If you say so.” She didn’t quite believe me, though.
“Olivia.” I leaned in for another kiss and whispered instead. “If, more like when, she will start asking you about me, you can tell her everything you know, except one thing. Don’t ever mention the name Tian.”
“Is this the ‘Don’t ask too many questions’ part?” Olivia quickly caught on.
“You know, I really like your ability to read the mood.” I nodded.
“If you say so.” And the beauty stuck her tongue at me. Which I caught with my own, and it devolved into a deep kiss.
***
I was focussed on the road and absentmindedly listened to Olivia’s cheerful story about her day. The humorous blunder of her classmate. The complaints about the amount of homework. A way too strict teacher.
Hm, now that I think, all we did together, except the shopping trip yesterday, was lazing around or sex. Not that I complain about either of the two, obviously.
“Hey, want to stop somewhere else, before we go home?” I asked.
“Are you inviting me on a date?” she replied with her own question.
“Hm. Yes. Something like that. I thought that all we do together is either lazing around or having sex,” I voiced my thoughts. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining. Far from it. Just, I don’t know, a change of pace?”
“Mmm. Well, there is really a lot of homework I need to finish for tomorrow, so how about some fancy place for early dinner?” Olivia said. “One of my classmates bragged about her boyfriend taking her to a newly opened bakery, so I kind of wanted to visit it as well.”
“Sure. Just give me the address,” I shrugged. “You are a bit underdressed for the fancy places I had in mind. And I don’t want to even think how long it will take you to choose a proper dress for the occasion.”
She lightly slapped my shoulder at my joke. And then burst out laughing.
The impromptu date was a huge success. Olivia was absolutely elated, judging by the amount of photo she had taken through our dinner. And how eager she was in bed afterward. As for me, I had fun watching her happy face. Well, pastries were tasty as well.