Episode 5

...Fabian...

Today was spent in a photo studio; this time, I modeled underwear. Next week, I'm due to visit a clothing brand called Sporrting; I think Valentina might join as well, but it's hard to say—her style is different and if she's not convinced, she won't accept the gig.

Feeling a tad stressed, I decided to call someone who can relieve my tension, Susan. She could've been my gorgeous fiancee, but honestly, she's too plain for my taste, dislikes experimentation, and overthinks everything.

📞Hey, baby...

Susan📞 Hey there, missed me? - She teased flirtatiously.

📞Absolutely. Free today?

Susan📞 Yes, see you tonight.

📞Great, I'll be waiting.

Our calls are always succinct and to the point.

Right now, I need to unwind but I realize I can't rely on that woman; if she could've, she would've said she was on her way instead of setting a night-time rendezvous.

So, I shot a text to another woman and awaited her arrival at my apartment.

About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang, and upon opening it, I was greeted by a striking brunette with voluptuous curves and a seductive dress.

I pulled her in by the waist and, kissing her, ushered her inside where I took her through various positions, just the way I like it.

Around 9 PM, the doorbell sounded again. I knew it was the beautiful Susan.

-Hey there.

Fabian- Babe, I've missed you in my bed. - It was a blatant lie, but there was no reason for her to know.

Susan- I miss being in your arms - she approached and kissed me softly.

That's her best quality; she's not shy and can be affectionate when she chooses. I clasped her neck, kissed her passionately, then lifted her in my arms and took her to the bedroom, which had hosted the brunette just hours before.

After our fourth round, she got out of bed, dressed, used the bathroom, and bid me farewell, as was her custom. This didn't bother me. What I wanted was a lover who knew her place and didn't ask for more than she was offered.