Yours, Never Again

Eloise’s povAll content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

I got a package from Victor that contained a dress, a pair of shoes and a note. This man is full of surprises because why did he not just remind me about the ball over the phone.

Well, he was busying yelling at me to change my passcode and stuff. Sam coming to harm me that’s not possible. He should not have the guts to show up here, do you think he can?

He got me a red dress, he was right about me not needing underwear in it. I should just wear another dress but would that not be childish?

I will wear that red dress and show him. Eloise shows him what? I don’t know, I will wear that dress and look sexy.

I called a stylist to come over to do my hair and my make-up. At seven, my doorbell rang and I went to get it.

It was Victor that was by the door, he trimmed his beards already and he had a fresh cut. He looked ravishing. I want to lick his face.

“Are you going to let me in or you will keep staring?” I let in him. “Go and put on your dress, I like the drama on your face,” Ouch, that stings he called my makeup drama.

“Take that back or we will be partying right here all night,” I went close to him and I sat on his lap facing him. I was wearing my usual baggy top and panties.

“I don’t mind staying here all night, now that I know your intentions, I will just tell my mom I was with a business partner,” I tried to stand up on this hearing this from him but pinned my thighs down to his laps.

“Do not start what you can’t finish El, the next time you pull this kind of thing with me or tease, I will fuck you till you can’t walk,” He whispered into my ear, the hot air from his mouth fanning my cheek. I could feel that my panties were wet already.

He released his grip on me, I got up from his lap and I ran to my room. Thank goodness for the air conditioner in the living room, my makeup would have been messy from sweat.

I took my time in the room after I wore my dress. I felt so shy in that dress. Victor knocked on the door of my room.

“We are running late Eloise, C’mon,”

“This dress doesn’t suit me, should I wear another one?”

“Can I come in?”

“If you want to,” He came in to check the dress on me.

“Baby girl, you look beautiful. This dress looks better on you than I imagined it to be. I mean it,” I saw the sincerity in his and why is he looking at me like he wants to eat me raw.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” His voice is deep, I am just noticing, or am I horny?

“You sure?” My horny ass didn’t want to go anywhere, I felt like kissing him.

“Eloise, cut this act, and let’s get going. I have spent an hour and a half here,”

“I am sorry, let’s go.” He went outside and I followed his lead. He stopped by the door.

“You didn’t change your passcode, did you?” I didn’t answer him. “Put my birthday date in, he won’t be able to trace that,”

“That’s my present code,” I told him.

“You are obsessed with me aren’t you?” I twitched my face. “Just put today’s date,” I changed it and we went to his car.

I called a writer from Silverberg to come for scoops to publish in the magazine at Mrs. Harts’s ball, the writer in charge of the Elite society’s column.

The party was exactly how the upper class host their ball party. Reporters filled the front of the hall like a swarm of bees.

I unfasten the seat belt to open the door and Victor stopped me. “I will get the door, you are not camera shy, are you?”

“I am not,” I gave him a sharp reply, “I will get the door then.” He got down, then he came to the passenger’s side, opened the door, and helped me out.

“You have to help me walk, I am not so good with heels,” I said quietly as he helped me out.

“Why did you not tell me?”

“It’s fine, Victoria or Leslie will bring flats for me,” I said between my teeth and we posed, so we could look good in the photo the reporters were taking. Most of them won’t recognize me with makeup. I didn’t even recognize myself when I looked into the mirror.

“Should I text them?”

“Nah, they know I’d forget to come with a pair,”

“You are weird,”

“You don’t like weird people?”

“I don’t like you,”

“Ouch, V. ” We got into the ballroom, the Harts are very wealthy. They have a private estate and several public ones. The family stay in the private estate, they sell and rent out properties on the public ones.

I saw Victoria, David, Anderson, and Leslie and I walked toward them, “Hi girls,”

“What’s with the makeup? You got your hair done too?” Leslie said as she helped me out of my heels and gave me flat flip-flops to wear.

“Thank you, Les and I just wanted to change my look,”

“I will leave you girls to talk, Anderson, David let’s go,” Victor said and the boys went with him.

“I love your dress, Victor is behind this, isn’t he?” Victoria interrogated me.

“Just with the shoes and dress,”

“How about the hair? You like to do your makeup yourself that shit you learned on the internet, you did not do this nice thing on your face. I know that as a fact” Victoria continued with the interrogation.

“Let her breathe, she dolled up for your brother,” Leslie said to Victoria. I took a cup of champagne on the top.

“That drink had molly in it. It was for me,” Leslie said to me.

“My goodness, I don’t have anyone to sleep with,” I said to them and they replied to me but I didn’t hear what they were saying, I just took more champagne.

It was time to dance, everyone picked their partner and of course, Victor came to me. “I am not in the mood to dance,”

He ignored me and he took my hand in his and we went dancing, the slow and sensational music made me lost, I was lost in my thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” Victor asked me, that brought me out of my thought.

“Just Sam,” I laughed. “How things have been, how things are going to be,”

“Did I tell you to look beautiful tonight,”

“You don’t look bad yourself,” I replied to him and we gazed at each other. I felt so attracted to him sexually. The effect of the molly. I placed a kiss on his lips, he kissed me back. I heard everyone clap in the background and we separated.

Mrs. Hart went to the podium to give her retirement speech, I signaled to Leslie to come closer.

“Keep an eye on the writer till the speech ends,”

“Okay,” She went to look for the writer and I went to where the alcohol was placed.

This ball reminded me of Sam, we always attended balls together and the alcohol reminded me of Victor. I took a few shots of tequila so I could watch the horniness in me off but I was feeling dizzy, I staggered hoping no one notices me.

“Eloise are you okay?” I heard Victoria ask me.

“I am fine, where is V?”

“He is giving his speech, okay now he is done,” I kept quiet and somehow Victor came to meet us. Victoria handed me over to him.

THIRD PERSON’S POV

“She took tequila, she would be back to her senses by midnight. Take her up to your room. Some of the guests are staying over,” Victoria said

“Take her up for me,” Victor plead with her.

“Who brought her? You want to hand over your responsibility to me. Mom didn’t raise you like this,” Victoria is so dramatic.

“Shut up, I will do my thing,”

“Sleep on the couch, let her sleep in your bed. I will tell mom something if she notices you are not here,”

“Thank you,” Victoria handed Victor, Eloise’s heels and he took her upstairs.

Victor took Eloise to his room and he laid her on the couch. He didn’t undress her because he knew she was not wearing any underwear.

He took off his clothes and briefs since he loved to sleep naked. He slipped under the sheets and he slept off.

In the middle of the night, Eloise woke up. She saw Victor lying down on the bed naked, he wasn’t facing down this time. She could see his dick. She swallowed hard and she climbed on the bed.

The effect on the molly activated in her. She could not control to urge to suck Victor’s dick as soon as she saw it.