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throes of post-coital bliss and they’d just had the best sex he’d had in a long time.
    “I know but it just isn’t working out and you were so unhappy. We need to end it now before one of us gets really hurt,” he smiled.
    Priscilla stopped spinning the chair and jumped up. Striding over to him like a purposeful gazelle, she placed her hands on his chest and stood on her tiptoes and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
    “You know it makes sense for us to stay together, Owen. We belong together.” She traced her finger across his cheek and he could see she was putting on her most innocent of looks and making the most of her baby blue eyes. Her hand moved down his chest and towards his crotch.  “You know you want me,” she whispered as her fingers caressed the outline of his cock through his pants in a bid to get him aroused.
    Gently he removed her hand and gently pushed her away before walking over to his desk and sitting down.
    “I have a meeting in ten minutes and this isn't very helpful,” he told her, trying his best to be as gentle as possible.
    “I’ll go. I’ll go back to your apartment and make you something to eat and then we can spend the rest of the evening chilling. I’ll even suck your cock until you come in a bid to make it up to you.”
    “No. Don’t,” the words flew out of Owen’s mouth louder and snappier than he’d intended.  “Priscilla, leave it.  I don’t want you to make me food, I don’t want you to suck my cock and I don’t want you in my apartment again. It's over and there isn’t much point in us discussing it any further.”
    Priscilla’s eyes narrowed, “Have you met someone else?”
    Then as quickly as she said it, she started laughing, “See you’re making me paranoid already; that’s how much I love you.”
    Owen grabbed his briefcase off the floor and started to dramatically put papers into it in a mock attempt to look like he was preparing for what actually was a non-existent meeting.
    “I have to go. Shut the door on your way out and before you go leave the key you have to my appointment on my desk.”
    “Give you your door key?” Priscilla looked at him incredulously. “You have got to be joking.”
    “No. I’m not.”
    Owen stood up and shut his briefcase, “In fact, just leave it either on my desk or with Glenda.”
    Before she could protest any further, Owen picked up his briefcase and walked out of his office.
    Striding down the office corridor, he felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders and into his mind an image of the girl from the coffee shop.
    Then he realized that he’d agreed to go on a date and he didn’t even know her name.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 9
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Later that day, Bella was sat in Julia’s kitchen as Julia pinned her hair into some style that was going to, in Julia’s words, make Bella look classy, horny and totally fuckable.
    “So, you’ve managed part one of your promise. All we need now is for you to complete part two and let him fuck your brains out.”
    “And what if he doesn’t actually WANT to fuck my brains out?” Bella asked.
    “By the time I’ve given you a makeover, trust me, he will. He will take one look at you and he’ll think, ‘oh my, I want her bouncing on my cock while I put my finger in her ass’.”
    Bella laughed, “You are disgusting do you know that?”
    Julia put a final hairgrip into Bella’s hair, “I know but its great. I love being dirty and it’s about time you were too. Live a little, go wild. Unleash the sexual beast that is inside you.”
    Bella turned to her. “Have you finished?”
    Julia cocked her head to one side, “You look hot. Now let's get started on your makeup, then your nails and then you can go and prepare your privates for a banging.”
    Bella pushed her playfully, “Will you stop saying that? Seriously.”
    Julia pushed her back, “I’m teasing and hopefully in approximately five hours Mr. Ten-out-of-Ten