Chapter 3 Just For One Night

FINN DAVIS Hell No! She was so close. She was dominating. She was taking charge of my mind like she had trapped me in some sort of spell. It took me more than a minute to snap out of the sexual trance she had manipulated me into and it took even more for me to use my voice. “Hell No!” As gently as I could, I pushed the weird lady away from my already frustrated body. I made the mistake of looking into her beautiful yet dilated eyes again and my mind flashed back to how heavenly she looked when I entered the restroom some minutes ago. Damn! What am I doing? I should be mad at her for many reasons and I shouldn't be thinking about how pretty she was with her brown hair and in the see-through beach gown she was putting on. Her skin was making it difficult for me to hold on to the anger that made me enter the restroom in the first place. “Stay away from me… Miss…” I shifted my gaze to her finger to see if she was wearing a wedding band before I addressed her with the appropriate term. The weirdo didn't act as if she heard me. It was as if she was in another world. Yet again, I blamed my current situation on the stupid party that was ongoing. Three hours ago, I was in the small room I had been sharing with some other workers, ready to sleep. After all, I had cleaned everywhere in the yacht and every crew member would be leaving in the morning… just like I would be leaving in the morning but with my pay in my pocket. I was ready to rest but that was disrupted when one of my senior colleagues came to let us know that there would be a party. An impromptu party organized by some of the crew members so they could enjoy their last night on the yacht… They wanted to enjoy… no big deal but it became a big deal when their enjoyment meant no sleep for me and more work too. Have any of them pondered about how their messes were cleaned? Well, I, Finn Davis of the cleaning department, and a few others have been the ones cleaning their damn messes. It was becoming annoying. When I took the job, I thought I wouldn't have much to clean because all crew members were adults that could clean up after themselves and make my life easier... “Easy money.” I had thought to myself. “Get the money and get home to Raya.” That had been the plan until the yacht began to sail and I experienced firsthand how messy adults could actually be. It had been disastrous and the money I would be getting at the end of the tour was too small to compensate me for the hard work. I had fucking dug my hand into the toilet seat just to unclog the pipes and allow the free flow of adult's excretion. Fuck! Although the money would be enough to get Raya’s needed medication which was a relief yet I was frustrated. My frustration drove me to the men’s restroom and even before I entered, I have been hearing her sweet moans. I believed she was in the female’s restroom that was opposite that of the males but my belief was proven wrong when I turned to my favorite corner in the male’s restroom that I had been cleaning for days. There I saw her. Plastered to the floor, juicy and messy. Eyes closed, mouth parted and vagina in display for my sex-starved eyes to ogle. I did ogle her before I realized that what I was doing was against the rule in many ways. Then I snapped… yet remained attracted to that strange sexy female who had also broken some rules that had been put in place to organize the crew members on board. “What will you do if I decide to stay very close to you, Mister?” The sexy female eventually responded to my outburst. Again, she was in a different world from the look in her eyes. She looked like a temptress yet pitiful. He made me boil in a bad yet good way. “Look here, Miss. You shouldn't be in here and your presence is against the rule. You should–” “Who cares about the damn rule!” She yelled. I cared. I should care about the damn rules. Breaking any of the rules would mean I didn't want to get paid and not getting paid meant I wouldn't be getting Raya’s drugs... And that would mean, I was willing to risk my little sister's life. “Moreover.” I continued despite how hard it was to not concentrate on my erecting dick. “Have you ever stopped to think about those that will clean up the slimy mess you have smeared the floor with? How could you be–” “I wouldn't mind if you cleaned that for me.” She retorted. My blood began to boil as anger settled within me but she dumped cold water on me when she added “Clean me up with your tongue.” Who the hell was this woman that was waking my sexual instinct rapidly and unapologetically in the middle of my workplace? My love for Raya was holding me back. I would have loved to be this woman over and say “to hell to my pay” while I fuck this woman and satisfy my sexual hunger… I couldn't remember the last time I had sex. “Are you even listening to me? You have–” “I can see the hunger in your eyes. Let it consume you and please, devour me.” She wasn't allowing me to speak… she was manipulating me more… “think about Raya.. hold still for Raya.” I thought to myself and closed my eyes so as to shake off the desire the woman had claimed to see in my eyes. But that was a mistake on my part. The next thing I knew, she was already all over me, pressing me against me. I gasped and opened my eyes but my mouth opened wired when I felt her fragile hands wrapping around my slightly erect dick. Sweet hell! “Don’t do that–” “I can’t help it… help me.” She murmured, perhaps begging me to fuck her. One hand on my bulge. The other hand snaked around my neck, pulling my head closer to her wet and plump lips. I couldn't help it anymore. Her firm massage on my erection made me fall forward, into her arms. She claimed my lips, sensually, swallowing the groan. My mind flashed back to Rayha as desi consumed me just like the stranger wanted. “I love you, Raya. I do love you so much…” But I have denied myself enough. It wasn't Raya’s fault that I had to be struggling this much. I failed her as her brother multiple times. I studied hard in college yet couldn't get a good job. I java been working hard but I haven't gathered enough money to help Raya get better. And for my mom… my mom must be disappointed in me but yet again, I was about to disappoint her more. Sex was normal… fucking a random stranger was the norm of my generation. There was no big deal. “No big deal.. Just sex.” I thought to myself. The bounded hunger that I have kept imprisoned for over six months snapped and freed itself after I tested her lips. My hands jerked into action and I deepened the kiss, taking charge. Dominating. She liked it. Her moans were sweet music and I got lost with each one she omitted. Damn! She was fast. She knew what she wanted from me and she didn't hesitate to take it. Her fingers worked on my belt and even though I quickly stopped her, I couldn't wrap my head around the intensity of the sexual need. I loved Raya and would do anything for her… and by anything, I meant not getting caught by those that could use the rule against me. No one must see me with this woman. No one must see me banging her hard. No one must see me having my way with her. She will use me and I will use her too. Just for tonight. “Have you changed your mind? I really can’t wait for you to come–” “Do you have a room? A room where we can be free and not be seen by anyone?” I asked. I sensed that she looked sad about having to leave the bathroom and it made me assume that she didn't have a room we can use. I could have sex with her but I couldn't risk getting caught and risking my sister’s well-being. There would be no fun in that. “If you don't have a room, you will have to let go of me and look for–” “Follow me.” She interjected impatiently. I was led away from the restroom and to one of the executive rooms that only the senior cleaners have been assigned to clean. The room wowed me but I was more wowed by the sight of the female’s nakedness. “Make me cum hard…” That was all she had to say for me to grab her. My body tingled in anticipation. Her lips collided with mine, molding perfectly and I thought about me alone… just for one night. But that night became something more…