Grace Miller🥀

There are several types of drunks: those who get aggressive, those who fall all over the place, those who channel their inner dancer, those who don't even know where they are...

Do you know what kind of drunk I am? The kind that becomes a limitless bitch.

That's why I'm making out with a stranger, but that's life. That phrase, right? "You only live once." And in my turn, I'm going to live based on bad choices, what could happen?

Don't judge me, I've been in a dry spell for a long time, I want sex just for fun.

I don't know his name and I don't care either, it's not like I'm going to see him again. By all appearances, he owns this nightclub or, if not, he's screwed for bringing me to his office to fuck.

My body is pressed against the wall and he pulls my dress down, exposing my breasts. I moan softly when he nibbles the area. He kisses his way up my neck and sucks hard on the spot, drawing a loud moan from me because of the hickey.

I feel firm hands grip my thighs and lift me off the floor. He walks across the small room and sits on a leather sofa.

My dress is soon removed from my body. I like the way he looks at my body, I like the wickedness in his eyes.

"No oral sex!" I warn, I'm not going to suck a stranger's dick.

"Are you sure?" he sucks my neck. "It's the best part!"

I open his dress shirt and scratch the entire length of his chest, this man is a sin. His body is full of well-defined muscles and that excites me a lot.

I'm thrown onto the sofa and he kneels, unbuckling his belt. He lowers his pants and boxer shorts, letting me analyze his full length. Hmm... Veeery interesting.

I'm lying on the sofa while I analyze him well, his body, his muscles. His gaze penetrates me intensely.

He tears open the condom wrapper with his teeth, fuck, that caused a flood down there. The blond strokes his dick lightly before sliding on the latex. My eyes widen at the brutality he uses to rip my panties. They were expensive...

"Fuck..." I moan when he enters me without any warning.

"Fuck!" he groans and throws his head back. I watch the scene and it makes me swallow hard.

He starts to fuck me hard, the sweat on my back starts to cause an unpleasant friction against the leather, but this is so good I don't even dare to complain.

My body is turned roughly and suddenly I'm on all fours and he's fucking me violently. His hips crash against my ass, my panting breath and moans mix with the sound of our bodies.

I hold my breath when I feel a slap on my right buttock, the area throbs. His handprint will be there...

I'm the first to orgasm, which leaves me dizzy. He thrusts into me a few more times and I feel something warm in my uterus. My heart, which was already racing, misses a beat. Without rushing, I wait for him to pull out.

When I turn onto my back, my eyes fix on the blond's hand holding the condom full of cum.

Instantly, I put my hand on my throbbing crotch, in a good way. As soon as I run my hand over the area, I feel a thick, warm liquid come out.

No fucking way...

"The condom broke..." I say, disbelieving.

That's when everything turns to shit. He takes out his wallet and puts 500 dollars on my stomach.

Is he kidding me? Is this really happening?

"I'm not a prostitute," I say, already losing my patience.

"Not at all, a prostitute would have given me a blowjob," he starts to get dressed calmly. "Do whatever you want but don't forget to buy a decent pill, you can do whatever you want with the rest."

Where did I get myself into?

"You asshole," I stand up and grab my dress, putting it on quickly.

I should have given it to the other guy who was looking at me, it would have been less stressful.

"I don't need your charity!" I crumple the money and throw it on the floor.

I must be red with anger. I brush past him deliberately and go to the door, put on my heels and get out of this shitty little room. I go back to the dance floor and find the reason I'm here, one of my best friends.

"Where were you?" the brunette asks, very drunk.

"I had the worst sex of my life!" I huff, irritated. "I swear Hanna, he paid me, gave me money! I can't believe this happened."

"And what did you do?"

"I crumpled the money and left!" Asshole.

"Crumpled the money? Who crumples money?" she asks, indignant. "It's money!"

"What was I supposed to do then?"

"Take advantage and charge double what he gave you," she says as if it were obvious. "Come up with some story about being a luxury prostitute."

"I'm not even going to comment on that, Hanna!" she smiles.

Thank goodness I won't have to see that animal's face again!

"..."

I couldn't even enjoy the rest of the party, my anger wouldn't let me. Hanna, on the other hand, disappeared to fuck and never came back.

Damn it, liking men is a humiliation, every single one that comes my way. I'm never setting foot in this damn nightclub again!

"..."

Grace Miller 🥀

The last few weeks have been so hectic. The stress from college and work has been driving me crazy.

Majoring in business was never my dream, but we can't always do what we want; life isn't all sunshine and rainbows.

"Did he show up again, Grace?"

"Yes, Ali... Johan won't leave me alone. He started the conversation with"Hi, your boobs are huge, huh?

"They really have grown!"

"You perv! They grow when I'm about to get my period." I even get sad when they shrink "Or maybe God just now realized he forgot to give me boobs and is reversing the situation."

"Idiot! Work is making you freak out, thank goodness next week you're going to quit so we can both just worry about college!... I think we should go to a party and have some fun... Just the two of us, leave Hanna out of it."

Alina can't stand Hanna. There's no real valid reason, the blonde just decided she doesn't like her, which is pretty strange to me since they're my best friends.

"I don't know! My stomach's not feeling too good, I think the sushi yesterday was a bit off. I think I better not order from that place anymore!"

"Or maybe your stomach isn't good because you ate sushi with a milkshake" the blonde grimaces.

"I like to experiment..."

"Eww. How about a movie night at home today after work? We can watch a romance that makes us depressed and stuff ourselves with popcorn!"

"Sure! I want to cry a little."

Alina agrees while we have our breakfast before heading to work. Alina and I both work but at different companies, and we attend the same college, though a while ago we agreed to both quit our jobs to focus solely on school.

Today will be quite a day, because today is the appointment of the new owner of the company since the old one unfortunately passed away and his son took over the entire empire. I'm just the assistant to the administrative manager and since I'm part of the administrative team, I'm kind of being forced to go to the event.

I'm wearing an outfit I bought just for this event, not too formal and not too fancy, just right. A white dress shirt with a tight black skirt above the knees, paired with a beautiful pair of black heels.

As soon as I arrive at the company, I go directly to the event hall where the appointment will take place, but I'm stopped at the door by a man. When I focus on him, I see it's the administrative manager, for whom I work as an assistant.

"Good morning, miss! You look lovely today! You'd look even lovelier without n..."

"Good morning, Mr. Nishya! I'm going to join the others." I cut him off right away.

I hate this old man! Always making sexual jokes to me...

"Well, I wanted to talk more, but we have to go, there's been a change of plans so we have to go to the stage now."

"What??!"

Before I could protest, I was taken against my will down a corridor that led directly to the stage. As soon as I got on stage, I observed the entire place crowded with very well-dressed people, many photographers covering the event; this is simply going to be the event of the year for the company.

As soon as I get on stage, I stand next to my manager along with the team. Seconds later, a man whom no one had seen before starts speaking into the microphone, introducing the newest owner of the company. At that moment, I feel several flashes from the cameras in our direction, and when I least expect it, a tall and... handsome? man emerges from the spotlight.

He goes around greeting everyone on the team. When my turn comes, as soon as I take his hand, I fix my gaze on the blond man who clearly reminded me of the last time I saw him. His gaze travels down my body but quickly goes back up, and he continues on his way, thus greeting the manager. Words couldn't describe my shocked expression.

"..."

Later...

Already home after a hot shower, I join Alina in the kitchen.

"Ali, guess who I ran into at the ceremony today..."

"Johan?" she speculates.

"No, worse!... The asshole I slept with at the club!"

"Huh, was he a photographer or something?"

"...He was the new boss..."

My words make the blonde burst out laughing. I didn't understand why.

"Girl, hahaha! What do you mean? Did he remember your pretty little face?"

"Not at all! He looked at me like I was just anyone." not that I am.

"At least he doesn't remember you, and that's what matters."

"Most definitely!"

"..."

Alina makes popcorn while I choose the movie that will destroy our psyches today. We lie down on the sofa together and start watching.

10 minutes later, I felt my stomach churn and a horrible wave of nausea wash over me. I rushed from the sofa to the bathroom, throwing up everything I had ingested during the day.

Wow! I had never vomited so much. My friend, who is already behind me, holds my hair. Ali is like a mother hen, always taking care of the people she loves.

I rinse my mouth and go back to the sofa.

"Honey?" I look at the blonde "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? You're pale."

"No, I'm fine."

She sits on the sofa and keeps staring at me, which makes me nervous.

"Spit it out already!" I huff, annoyed.

"Hmm... Milkshake with sushi, vomiting, bigger breasts, stress..."

"What are you getting at?"

"What are the chances there's a baby in your little tummy?"

"What?" I give a short, ironic laugh "Honey, I haven't seen a dick in almost three months."

"That's when most women start feeling symptoms, from two to three months..."

"No... My last time was with the asshole guy who coincidentally is my boss, and for a short time... I was drunk, but I saw him put on a condom!"

"No contraceptive method is one hundred percent, condoms break!"

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

Grace Miller🥀

"MY GOD!" I just remembered "The condom broke... Even so, I bought a pill and took it at the pharmacy right away so I wouldn't forget, I even have the payment receipt on my phone!!!"

"Well, like I told you! No contraceptive method is one hundred percent."

"No! I'm not pregnant, much less by that son of a bitch!"

"If you're so sure." she stands up "It doesn't hurt to take a test."

"Where are you going?"

"To the pharmacy, I want to know if there's a baby in there!"

"ALINA JHONSON!" I reprimand.

"If there is, you better find out as soon as possible... It'll be better, believe me!"

Now I'm royally screwed!

"..."

I peed on five different tests.

Alina is a bit obsessive, she bought one of each to be sure. I never once considered a possible pregnancy, but Alina managed to make me worried.

A baby?

My Jesus! I managed to kill a cactus, how am I going to keep a baby functioning?

"Grace, relax! You have me and regardless of the result, I'll always support you." I hug her.

"I had my period last month, friend."

"Maybe it wasn't a period, but a little spotting. Some women get confused. It was a much lighter flow, right?"

"Yes..." I wasn't worried, my period has always been irregular, it comes when it wants and how it wants.

"Time's up already" I mumble "Look at me?" she agrees.

Alina enters the bathroom and comes out with all the tests in her hands. I swallow hard, feeling panic take over.

"They all gave the same results..... We have a baby Miller on the way" she forces a smile.

I approach, snatching one of the tests from her hand. Positive!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!

"Alina, my dad is going to kill me!... He... Oh my God!"

"Calm down! You need to calm down! Freaking out won't help."

"I can have an abortion..... I can get rid of it, right?"

"Can you?"

"No! I'll feel too guilty."

"Look, let's schedule an ultrasound to be sure, then we'll think about the next step!"

"The next step will be me jumping off a bridge before my dad throws me off!"

His 19-year-old daughter pregnant! Mr. Donavam Miller is going to freak out and it won't be pretty.

"If anything, we'll run away to the Caribbean, become a hot lesbian couple, and raise the baby."

"My God!"

"Are you laughing or crying?"

"I don't know Alina, I don't know..."

How did 30 minutes turn into this?

Damn! I can't even get pregnant by someone with character. My judgment is terrible.

How do I tell my possible child that his father called me a prostitute? Poor kid, he's going to need a lot of therapy... And I'm going to need it too!

Do I have to tell that animal about the baby? Obviously, he'll be a terrible father!

"Look! I'm the godmother, your stupid little friend can go screw herself!"

"I'm dying here and you're thinking about being a godmother?"

"Well? You're pregnant. There's no going back in time, so I'm already securing my spot!"

"..."

19 years old! I'm a 19-year-old idiot who turns off the light and runs away, I can't step on a cockroach, I have a panic attack if I see a spider, I don't know how to pick ripe fruit at the market.

But now I'm here, staring at the monitor showing the baby in my belly.

"Well! The baby is nine weeks old, very small and below the ideal weight... Have you been exerting yourself a lot? Or on any diet?"

"...I work out in my free time... And I eat when I remember I'm hungry!"

"You need to improve your diet and reduce exertion. We need to arrange to start prenatal care!"

My God! I'm really pregnant!

We stayed at the clinic for a while longer until I was discharged.

"When are you going to talk to the baby's father?"

"Do I really need to? I find it so unnecessary." I grumble.

"You need to, friend."

"He's an asshole!"

"But he's still the baby's father. There are people who aren't nice but are good parents, and if he isn't, we'll figure something out. But you'd also be a jerk if you didn't tell him."

"Right." I get in the car "Drive to Spyce, I'll try to contact him."

"Great!" she smiles "And your dad? When are you going to tell him?"

"When he gets back from his trip."

"Friend, it's already done, there's a baby in there! He'll have to accept it."

"You know how things are with Mr. Miller. He doesn't accept things, he dictates how things will be!"

My dad is very strict, such an early pregnancy and not even in a stable relationship. Wow, this is going to be chaos.

Alina drives to the company where I work. As soon as I enter the building, I go straight to the reception to inquire.

"Is the CEO in the company today?" I ask the receptionist.

"What? The boss? Hmm, he's not in the company today." says the redhead who doesn't even look at me.

"Can you give me his assistant's contact? I need to contact him urgently!"

The girl stops typing on the computer and looks at me with a disgusted face.

"And what do you want?"

Before I could answer, one of the local security guards, whom I've known for a good while, stops beside me.

"Grace! Hello!..."