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Sherry, The Story Teller Pt. 2

Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

to get and giving me a challenge when I always get what I want from my girlfriends.” “ So, you like a challenge. Is that what you're saying?” “ Yes, and I like winning and getting what I want. I always win.” “ Listen, Angelo, I just want a place to write. I can't stand where I'm living. I have to get out of the house and I like telling you my stories, but I want to know your story.” “ My story?” “ Yeah, why do you need a harem of women to seduce, fuck and get rid of?” “ I like it. That's why. It gives me pleasure and I like pleasure, but you're different. You're interesting, not like the bimbos I bring here.” “ I'm glad you think I'm different and not a bimbo,” I said, but still didn't trust him. “So, does that mean I can stay here and write and you won't try to make me into one of your slaves.” “ I don't want a slave. I want someone who is not afraid of me.” “ I don't believe you. I think you want power over me because there's a demon in you that hates women. I'm a challenge and you still want to conquer me.” “ No, that's not true. I want you to feel about me what I feel about you.” “ What are you saying?” “ I'm saying I think I'm falling in love with you.” I couldn't believe my ears and closed my eyes and thought... Oh my god. This is crazy, but somehow found words. “You hardly know me. I've been your waitress for over a year and asked if I could stay here to write and I know my story turned you on, but I don't believe you're in love with me. You're just playing with my ... mind, like you think I'm playing with your mind. You like the game, the challenge of seducing someone that's not like all your other women.” “ You sure say what you think, don't you?” “ I try.” He came over to me and placed his fingers on my chin, lifting my face to look into his eyes, and then he kissed me. His lips were warm and soft and I have to admit, I started to kiss him back and closed my eyes, savoring his lips, but then pulled away and said, “I better get back to work. Excuse me.” He nodded, smiled and said, “I have to go and take care of some business, but you can come and go as you please and I'll see you after work tonight.” “ Cool,” I said and went back to work. “You'll hear the end of the story tonight, okay.” When I came back to the apartment after a busy night at Rosie's, I saw the vase of roses on the coffee table and Angleo sitting on the couch. A bottle of wine and two glasses were next to the flowers. Smiling, but without a word, he poured the wine, stood up and handed me a glass. We clicked and sipped and he said, “To us.” “ To us?” I asked. “What do you mean to us?” “ I told you, I think I'm falling in love with you.” No man had ever said that to me before. The few guys I had dated as well as my line conversations were after one thing, and I enjoyed the relationships for as long as they lasted, but I put my writing first and didn't let myself get too involved or distracted. What Angelo said, baffled me. How could a man like Angelo love me or anyone? He ...