Warped Reality

Chirping birds and cold breeze brushing my n.a.k.e.d body and grazing my n.i.p.p.l.es made me open my eyes. I m.o.a.n.e.d at the feel of my muscles painfully straining as I rolled to my side before lazily scanning the space. The window above my head was slightly opened which I realized must've been the reason of the chilly atmosphere in the room. The clock perched on the night table told me it's already seven forty-five in the morning.

I suddenly sat up on the bed remembering I wasn't in my own apartment. Which meant, I didn't have the luxury to sleep in. When I swung my feet down the chilly floorboard, I cringed because of the soreness around my body. The pain from yesterday's accident was now taking it's toll on me. With every move was a whimper from my throat as I limped my way towards the bathroom.

I gazed at the tempting tub and thought of how spectacular must it felt when I soaked my aching body right now. But I knew I wouldn't have that enough time to do so, might do it later after I finished working around the house. With a disappointed sigh, I stepped inside the huge shower stall and marveled under the warm spray that I set on massage. This time, the m.o.a.ns that escaped my lips were of pure bliss.

I gingerly soaped my body specially at the alarming throb between my t.h.i.g.hs. After I'm satisfied, I rinsed and dried up before brushing my teeth and went inside a spacious walk-in closet. Hundreds if not thousands of clothes, dresses hung along each side of the long hallway. Shoes in different styles and kinds aligned on the lower shelves with brands that one pair could cover my monthly bills.

With trembling hands, I pulled one sturdy drawer with intricate patterns to discover it full of intimate apparel. I pulled a pair and was awed that it perfectly fit to my rather ample b.r.e.a.s.ts and wide h.i.p.s. Too perfectly that it seemed they were bought just for me. I felt s.e.xy as I looked myself in the mirror while posing from this side and that.

Two belts suddenly dropped to the floor that were hanging just beside the mirror. I jumped in startle before clutching my heart with my fist. With a frown, I picked up the belts and replaced them back to where they hung earlier. Weird.

Without dallying any more than I already had, I pulled a comfortable yellow summer dress that made my green eyes pop and my luscious curves more prominent. With a sudden rush of self-confidence, I marched out of the door and almost flew down the first level and into the kitchen. My rather cheerful attitude was thwarted a little bit, replaced by nervousness and shame when I stumbled into the kitchen with Mr. Lombardi already sipping a cup of coffee. I suddenly remembered my dream last night which made my face burn.

"Good morning, Stella. How was your sleep last night?" Ino greeted with his usual groaning voice as he uttered my name.

I squared my shoulders and tried my hardest to act normal, as if I didn't dream of him f.u.c.k.i.n.g me endlessly and giving me o.r.g.a.s.ms the entire night. I took a deep breath and slowly blew it out through my mouth before giving my employer my beaming smile.

"Good morning, too, Mr. Lombardi." The cup he picked up froze mid-air while he stared at my mouth again seeming lost. "I mean, Ino." I quickly corrected myself, thinking it must be the reason why he didn't respond.

I saw him swallowed hard as his throat bobbed up and down before he looked away and sipped from his coffee again. He was sitting in the dining table with a laptop in front of him. Other than that, he had nothing else for the morning to go with his brew.

"I didn't mean to sleep in, Ino. The bed was just so comfortable which made me sleep restfully. I'll start the breakfast."

"Restful? Really?" His tone couldn't be more surprised.

"Y-yeah..." I chuckled before turning away to hide my blush because if my dreams were even real, they're too far from being restful.

"Well, that's a relief. I thought maybe because it's your first time, you'll find it difficult to adjust."