"Anything wrong with your food ?" Kenny asked teasingly. He was doing this on purpose. He was teasing me. He found my horny state amusing. He was enjoying my misery. Too can play this game.

"Yeah." I said as I put the food on the table and turned to him. "I want something else in my mouth." I said seductively as I slowly sat on his lap.

I slowly unbottoned the first four buttons of the shirt I was wearing. His eyes instantly went to my bare boobs. I could feel him harden on my throbbing pussy. I took the wine glass from his hands and drank a sip while maintaining eye contact with him. I poured the whole wine on my breasts. "Ooopss, looks like I made a mistake." I said as I slowly touched my boobs.

His breath hitched and his pupils dilated as he looked at my hands that were rubbing my boobs. He touched my butt and another hand came to touch my boobs and I instantly got off him. He looked suprised for a second until he realised what was my intention. I took my food from the table looking at the huge bulge in his pants.

"Anything wrong with your food ?" I asked him. He still looked flustered. He chuckled as he tried to fix his bulge or put it properly because there was no fixing that.

"You'll pay for that Blue." He said as he took his food from the table. I ate my salad as I thought about his words.

I know he'll make me pay and I had no doubt about that. His revenge will be much more brutal, I know I'll get punished.

He started it and I'm not supposed to reciprocate ?

****

"Oh my gosh you're lying to me."

"I'm not lying to you." Kenny chuckled. "Blue is a primary colour of all models of colour space. It is the colour of the ocean and sky. It often symbolises serenity, stability, inspiration or wisdom. It can be a calming colour."

"Nope, my parents probably named me Blue because it was their favourite colour or something. I don't think it has any deep meaning or sentimental value." I said as I drew circles on his chest.

We were currently cuddling in his bed after having four mindblowing rounds of sex. It's 02:00 AM and I'm not sure how we're still awake. We even took a shower together and came back to bed and we've been talking for hours. I'm not even sleepy, it's probably the wine that kept me awake all night or the fact that nothing feels better than this and I don't want to let go. I'm scared to let go.

Kenny is laying on his back, one hand on my lower back while the other is inside his t-shirt that I'm wearing, busy playing with my boobs. Our legs are tangled together and I'm more on top of him than I'm on the bed.

"You don't believe me ? Let's google it then." He said as he took his phone from the bedside table and handed it to me.

I took it and switched it and immediately saw his wallpaper. It was a mirror picture of me and him in the bathroom counter mirror. My hair was all wet as I had a white towel on and he was wearing a suit.

I think it was two weeks ago, he didn't even want to take pictures and kept complaining that he's getting late for work. But he still gave me a quickie on the very same counter after that. The picture was beautiful, he was kissing my cheek while he was behind me. I was holding the iPhone, looking at the mirror with my tounge out.

I smiled and looked at him to find him staring at me as if waiting for me to say something. "Pin?" I said as I swiped his phone.

"19062000." He said simply. I looked at him and raised my eyebrow at him. He kissed my lips to shut me up.

"You know for an agent as big as you you're really predictable." I said as I entered my birthdate on his phone. 19 June 2000.

"You have seven missed calls from a Jake. Is he your girlfriend or something ? Seven ?" I said as I opened the Google app.

"More like a pain in the ass. He's my friend and right hand man." He responded irritated.

"Well in that case why don't you call him back ? What if something happened to him ?" I asked as I kissed his chest.

"Nothing happened to him. He's been calling me non stop to get me to attend an event." He said.

"And you don't wanna go ?" I asked and he nodded. "What kind of event is it ?"

"It's a charity event. Every year we donate atleast millions to help orphans around the world, kids who need cancer pediatrics and other health care, drug addicts, the homeless for shelters, single mothers for employment. That kind of stuff."

atleast millions. He talked like he wasn't doing enough. He was so subtle about this and it was such a big deal.

"And you don't wanna go because..?" I looked at him to finish my sentence.

"Blue what's the point of this event ? It's just an event for famous people to make themselves look good in the media. Why do you need everyone knowing that you donated if you did it for the right reasons. I don't participate in these things for good publicity, I did my part and that's what matters." He said and I looked at him. Like really look at him.

I swear everything this man does makes me like him more each passing second. I respect and admire him. It's just suprising that they're still people like him in this world.

"Well. Why don't you view it like this, you know very well that you're not going there for a publicity stunt but for a different good reason. Babe you're a very influential person in this society. Think of it as using your influence to do good. Seing you on the media will encourage people to do the same. Be the voice of the people you're helping." I said.

He looked at our intertwined hands and mumbled something along the lines of  'why didn't Jake explain it like this before' and I chuckled. "So you're going ?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right." He kissed my forehead. "But I'm going to need a date though."

"Well..too bad I'll be busy that night." I pouted at him.

"I haven't even told you the date." He smiled at me. "Besides, I wasn't gonna ask you anyway."

"Ohh really ?" I asked sarcastically.

"Yeah." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"Okay i'mma sleep now, goodnight." I acted nonchalantly too as I yawned and covered my mouth. I'm going to give him until tomorrow morning to ask me to be his date.

I know Kenny inside out, and it's just been two months. I know the kind of food he likes and dislikes, I know what irritates him the most, I know what makes him happy and what makes him angry. I know his favourite perfumes, lotions and clothes. I've never cared this much to observe the littlest things about a person, like how he runs his hands through his hands when his angry. How he bites his lower lip when he's nervous, how his eyes turn darker and pupils dilate when he's turned on. Like how he always sleeps facing up and never the sides. Like how he always looks away from my eyes when he's sad. Like how he hates vegetables but eats them nonetheless, how he becomes grumpy if he didn't work out in the morning. How he always waits for me to fall asleep and wakes up before me. He zones out when he's focused on his work.

My thoughts were cut short as I felt Kenny's lips on my forehead and the next word he said made my world come to a halt
"goodnight.. I love you Blue."









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