True Love Waits

Chapter 111

Chapter 111 Bad In Bed


Entering the villa, Carlos noticed that the light in the kitchen was still on. He didn't pay much attention to it and, loosening his tie, walked towards the stairs.

"Old man!" A girl's voice rang out, coming from within the kitchen. So he changed his plans, and made for the kitchen.

Debbie came out before he could enter, a glass of warm milk in hand. She offered it, and he took it from her. "Drink it," she said.

As Carlos accepted the glass, Debbie smelt something on him. Was that...alcohol?

Instead of drinking the milk, he pulled her into his arms with his free hand and gave her a passionate kiss. "Why aren't you in bed? Naughty girl!" he blamed, half-jokingly.

Debbie frowned. She hadn't imagined it. And now the smell of booze was overpowering. She realized that Carlos must have had more than a little wine this evening. "You went out drinking?" She raised her head to look at him.

"Yeah. We landed a major account, so we drank a little to celebrate." A little? That couldn't be a little! Debbie pouted her lips and thought, 'So you won't let me drink, and now you come home drunk. This is so bogus!'

After draining it in a single gulp, Carlos put the empty glass on the table beside him, scooped Debbie in his arms, and carried her up the stairs.

"Wait, wait! I haven't even turned off the lights yet." Debbie pointed to the kitchen.

Without stopping, Carlos said, "Julie will handle it."

He had scarcely finished his sentence when Debbie saw Julie come out of the gloom and enter the kitchen carrying the empty glass.

her carefully on the bed and leaned down close to her. He kissed her ear, her cheek, her mouth, her neck, all the way down her body. She normally enjoyed this, but the stench was beginning to make her nauseous. "Honey, you smell so good,"

thought. Unable to bear the strong reek of alcohol

my lady!" It was exaggerated, or perhaps exacerbated by his drunken state. In any case, he snapped to, and did as she bade him. He gave her a passionate kiss before getting up from the bed.

Debbie had never done it before and began to study his tie. Taking in the over and under nature of the knot, figuring out where she'd

to his surprise, Debbie was instantly mad at his answer. She grabbed him by his tie and asked through gritted teeth, "Tell me the truth. Did you have some woman doing it for you?" Carlos'

her the truth. "Well, I can

Megan? Absolutely no! "Why did you ask Zelda to help you with your tie?" Debbie pouted

by her reaction, Carlos pulled her into his arms and said, "Fine, you'll be the

one is allowed to touch your tie except me!" she warned

he thought that was highly amusing. She should be. After all, he was a prize that any woman would be lucky

prettiest and most interesting girl in

his tie, and while she was unfastening his shirt, a light bulb went off in her head. "Hey, I've heard my friends talking... The way they talk about sex, it's the best thing in the world. But all I could feel was pain the last

Did I

no mood to take a bath, he pressed his body against hers. One of his hands undid her clothing, and the other was busy kneading her breasts. He would show her what he was capable

She was too tired to move

was licking her lips. She slapped the Husky across its face

his wife. This was the last thing he expected. He was hoping to

waving arms and kissed her ear

I'm wiped out and just want to sleep. Let's just crash, okay?" "No!" Carlos turned her down without any hesitation. He grabbed her jaw,

night, he had sex with her again and again. He even asked her the same question so many times the whole evening that she could only answer him again and again, "No, you're not bad in bed. You're incredible!"

a hoarse voice. But it was the first time that her voice had

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