Mistress Love

Via’s body convulsed violently as her breath stopped for a moment. “Ah,” she groaned as she felt a burst of warm liquid sinking into her body. Moans responded with slow, passionate kisses from the man.

Via opened her eyes as small twitches in her intimate parts slowly disappeared. The man smiled sincerely. He always enjoyed Via’s puppy eyes every time the girl made love to him.

“You like?” he asked.

His deep voice added to the masculine charisma of the man. His name is Dimas, a man who had been exploring super luxurious bedroom beds in various hotels with Via for several months.

“Yes, honey,” Via answered shyly.

Via felt embarrassed despite her passionate romances.

The man turned, pulling his still slightly hardened “junior” from Via’s body. He laid down next to the girl. The man turned his body to face Via, who was still balancing her breath.

Gently stroking the cheek of the girl who could satisfy his desires every time they made love. He placed a long kiss on Via’s forehead.

Via closed her eyes and smiled while holding Dimas’s hand that was on her cheek.

Via then hugged Dimas, and he returned the hug, then started asking Via when she was going to move into the apartment he had prepared for Via.

“Honey, when are you going to occupy the apartment I have prepared for you? I can come anytime if you move there.” Dimas looked deep into Via’s eyes.” Don’t you like that apartment? Do you want a house, honey?” He asked again.

Just as Via was about to answer, Dimas’s phone rang. The phone had been ringing countless times, ever since they started “having fun.” Via also glanced at Dimas’s cell phone.

“It must be from his wife,” thought Via. Via was aware of who she was, so she stayed quiet.

The phone rang again, but Dimas only saw the name on it. The man didn’t answer, but Dimas then stood up and walked towards the bathroom. Without making a sound, the man got himself ready and dressed up.

Dimas put on his jacket, then approached Via, who was still on the bed. Dimas kissed Via’s lips lightly, then said goodbye to the girl.

“I’ll go first, I’ll contact you later,” Dimas said, smiling, and stroking Via’s hair gently.

The girl was not willing to part with Dimas. She still wished to remain by his side.

Dimas was a man who made her feel so comfortable. Via wanted to hold him back, but the girl hold her guts. Via was aware of her current status.

“Don’t be greedy, Via! You are only a mistress to him,” Via muttered to herself.

Via kept feeling sad. Every time she remembered, if she was not the complete lover, cause Dimas already had one. She had more rights than Via had.

Via immediately stood up and walked to the window, saw Dimas’s car slowly leaving her there alone.

The orphan girl felt very sad. She didn’t know until when she would continue to be like this, namely having a relationship that made her happy and sad at the same time.

“Why did fate, as cruel as this, bring us together at the wrong time? Even when we already have our partners.”

Via exhaled harshly and sadness radiated from the girl’s face. Via then walked over and sat on the sofa in the room, raised her head, and leaned against the sofa.

Her mind wandered far away, but Via woke up and remembered her cell phone. She immediately got up to find her bag, took the cell phone, then checked it out.