a message.
“Hi, I this is Kai Jian and I'm calling because I really need to take a leave of absence for at least two weeks to help my family with an emergency that they are experiencing. Sorry for the short notice. Call me back, I can discuss it in detail. I hope that this is okay, but if it's not okay I still need the time. So if it is too much of a problem, I'm going to have to resign my position. I will be sending an email with more information. Thanks for understanding. Bye.”
Then I called my parents to say that I needed their help. My dad picked up, “Hello?”
“Hey Dad, how are you?”
“Doing great sweetie. What’s going on?”
“I need you to know that I am taking a little time off of work right now. I know it’s unlike me. I’m just feeling a lot of stress of the job and I need to reflect on it. I'm just hoping that it would be okay if I came and worked at the shop for a little while I get my mind off of the design world. It's a little too high intensity for me, Dad.”
“Okay sweetie, sure come on over. You can be a hostess – or fold some silverware into some napkins. We would love it. You’d be awesome, just like the old days, right sweetie?”
“Thank you Dad. You're so nice.”
“You want to come home tonight?”
“How about tomorrow? I'm just going to take in a movie tonight.”
“Okay, you come over tomorrow and I will make you your favorite dishes, wonton soup and Ma Po tofu.” I laughed, he was such a kind man.
“Okay Dad, I'll be there tomorrow what time you want me there?”
“Whenever you want to show up…okay maybe like nine or 10 okay?”
It felt good to think about going back home tomorrow. I knew they would be there for me. It also felt good to be needed. There was no question I’d get my mind off of everything at work.
Chapter Twenty-Two
For the rest of the day, I cleaned my apartment and organized my closet. I was being productive in a way that I hadn't been in a long time. I remembered to send that email to my boss and other coworkers about my leave of absence.
That night I only wanted comfort food. So I made my vegetarian chili with honey cornbread with coconut. I put on The Philadelphia Story, a movie with Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant Jimmy Stewart. Black-and-white movies with love stories? Yes, please.
I popped some popcorn on the stove and then sprinkled it with pepper and parmesan. Watching Katharine Hepburn on the screen getting the attention of Cary Grant, I thought about Adrian. Being adored by man is a wonderful thing. I couldn’t get Adrian out of my mind. I ended up falling asleep on the couch.
I started dreaming about Adrian. He was carrying me through the garden behind Fox Hunt. I was kicking my legs and laughing in his arms. I was wearing a long, flowing white dress. When he got to the cottage, he tossed me on the bed. Then he jumped in after me. Laying together next to each other, he stroked my face and looked in my eyes.
“I love you, Kai.”
Adrian pulled my gown off by pulling it down my shoulders and exposing my breasts. He undid the burgundy sash around my waist. I sat up and straddled him with just my thong on. I started pulling off his shirt and running my hands over his pecs and his hard abs. He leaned back and I leaned down on him, grinding on his hard body.
Adrian put his hands on me, pushing me down on the bed. Then he softly but quickly flipped me over onto my stomach. He pulled off my thong, spread apart my legs and pushed two fingers inside me. Adrian moved them expertly rubbing hard in search of my g-spot. I moaned with every stroke.
“I'm going to make you moan louder,” he said as he reached down to grab his cock. Taking his fingers he massaged my labia and I felt his fully erect dick enter me. Adrian pushed hard to achieve full penetration and I whimpered. "I'm going to make you beg for more."
He took my butt cheeks in his hand and spread them apart so he get even deeper inside me. Bam, bam, bam, he went back