1. Meeting James Chapter Five


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    bad. At the last minute, her boyfriend had to go out of town to see his family in Utah. Gianna couldn’t go with him because she had to work Saturday night. With her boyfriend gone, we would have been able to spend a lot of the weekend together, but because this was my weekend with James, we couldn’t. It was unfortunate how things happened to work out. “We’ll have other weekends together, I promise,” I said regretfully, trying to ease the pain that I could hear in her voice. “Mel, really, it’s fine. I want you to have a great weekend and don’t worry about me ok.” “When you’re not working, just hang out at my place, study and relax,” I said. I had given her keys to my apartment the night before so she could stay there and get away from the noise and bustle of her roommates. I hadn’t thought about it at the time, but I realized that giving her a key to my apartment was a big step for us. It wasn’t like we were moving in together. Still it made me realize just how close we were getting. “I will,” she said. There were a few seconds of silence before I heard her speak again. “I know it’s asking a lot, but would you text me a few times and let me know you are ok.” “Gianna, I’ll be fine. But yes, I will,” I said softly. “You can text me too so I know you are staying out of trouble,” I said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. “I will Mel,” she said softly, “I’ll talk to you soon.” It felt like there was something else she wanted to say, but maybe I was wrong. “Talk to you soon ...
    honey, bye bye.” I slid into the leather seat of the Land Rover and paused for a few seconds before I turned the engine over. Things with Gianna were becoming complicated, more complicated than I ever would have imaged. What I thought would be a fun night of sex seemed to be turning into a lot more. I had been hooking up with a lot of different girls since I had moved to Las Vegas, but since I had met Gianna, I had only been seeing her. She had told me several times that I was the only woman that she was seeing, so I guess that made us exclusive. I took a deep breath and put her out of my mind. For the next couple of days, it was going to be about James. Once he was back in Los Angeles on Monday, I could try to mentally sort things out concerning Gianna and the feelings I was developing for her. It was a quick drive from the UNLV campus to the Bellagio. Because it was the middle of the day, traffic was light, even on the normally congested Las Vegas Strip. I had the sunroof open and the sun felt warm and inviting on my face, as I enjoyed the beautiful spring day. As I pulled into the valet station I could feel the butterflies in my stomach start to churn. I shouldn’t be nervous, but I was. The valet attendant checked the Land Rover and took my bag to the bell captain station, who directed me to the front desk. The front desk attendant smiled sweetly at me, “Welcome to the Bellagio, are you checking in?” “I’m a guest of Mr. James Moretti,” I replied shyly, as I slid my driver’s ...
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