43 Missed Period

[ Chapter 43 ] [ Mature Content ]

Wearing an overly laced bathing gown, Cassandra found herself near the bathroom of her house.

Upon coming home after a full day of conference, Cassandra was very tired as she could feel every muscle in her body was tense and aching. Even her face ached as she had to keep it stretched in a smile for more than nine hours today.

Cassandra walked into the bathroom and was instantly welcomed by the pleasant scent of rose and jasmine the second she neared her spacious tub. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight.

Looking around, she found a candle, small in size, but rich in scent, was placed in the corner of the room as its scent gently floated in the air. She couldn't stop herself from inhaling for it's comforting.

Who might this be? Very attentive. Cassandra mused as she curved up the edge of her lips. Whoever prepared this should get a pay rise.

Cassandra then began to ungown herself and brush her blond hair before rolling and twisting the red locks into a loose bun, which she secured with a few pins to the top of her head.

Traipsing along the cold floor, she climbed the tub and stepped into the hot water, disturbing the calm surface as well as a few rose flowers that had been sprinkled into her spacious tub.

Squeezing her eyes close, Cassandra rested her back against the tub's marble surface. She forced her mind to forget everything else just to focus on the current pleasant sensation.

She wasn't sure how long she had been in the tub before she heard someone's footsteps walking across the floor. Her heart sped up quickly right before she opened her eyes. The sight of topless man greeted her shocked eyes.

"Julian, what are you doing here?!"

Cassandra heard her own frantic scream echoed across the room as a surprise mixed with anger expression plastered her face. Her eyes opened wide at the man who had amused glint in his eyes as he held her furious glare.

There standing close from Cassandra was Julian. Shirtless, his black hair was dripping wet. His chest was glorifying broad. He looked, as usual, hot and gorgeous. Worthy to be called as a perfect specimen of raw masculinity.

Out of her womanly awareness, her widened eyes traveled themselves from his hot rippling chest down to the straining length of his towel-covered hardness. To her disappointment, a towel was wrapped low around his waist.

"Enjoying yourself?"

Hearing his seductive voice, that's dangerously low, that kind of low that sent an uncomfortable vibration down between her legs, she felt her breath hitch as she itched to scream, kick his balls and call the police.

This wasn't proper, this was a grave violation of her personal space. Sexual harassment. Unwelcome Intrusion. She could go on to tell his list of offences.

However, instead of screaming, Cassandra could only further widen her eyes when she heard her own voice answering him, "Very much." She's now very frustrated, cursing her own mouth for betraying her.

"Good."

The man smirked, and then approached her. Somehow, Cassandra felt that she lost the possession of her body when instead of repelling his advance, she actually turned her head toward his palm, leaning her body onto him she kissed his fingers with her lips.

WHAT THE FREAKING HELL?!

Her mind screamed at her. She must be bewitched! There's no other scientific explanation. In fact, it's not even logical and scientific!

ANYWAY. It's not as bad as she imagined though. She kept cursing herself as if she had a fierce battle with her other self, her possessed self. In the end, her rational self was defeated, miserably, as she kept kissing his fingers, breathing in his arousing scent.

Julian teased her lips with the pad of his thumb and just like a completely possessed woman herself, she opened her mouth. Slowly she ran her tongue across the edge of his flesh, allowing him to feel the heat of her breath caressing his skin.

Cassandra could hear a low groan reverberated deep in his chest as he pushed his sensuous thumb between her wet lips and she sucked gently on the thick tip. Taking the pleasure in his salty and somewhat delicious taste.

However, to her displeasure, when she's in the midst of sucking him, she saw a smirk dance in his magnetic eyes as he suddenly pulled his finger away and dragged his fingers down her neck, and across her wet shoulders.

The man glanced down at her, his eyes darted from her lips to her enormous breasts. He gazed at them intensely, hungrily. Cassandra caught his tongue wet his lips before he brought his mouth close to her ear.

"Darling, you look really wiped out."

Julian whispered sensuously to which Cassandra couldn't help but shudder.

"It's a very grueling day," was all she managed to breathe in reply.

"I know," Julian smiled and continued, "That's why I'm here,"

"I'm here to relax you with a soothing bath."

As Cassandra had long lost the possession of herself, her eyes beamed at his words. "Really?" She gave a playful look. "I think it's dangerous for me to believe that."

Julian just flashed his enchanting smile in response.

He then stepped into the tub and positioned himself to sit behind her, his legs encircled her body. Cassandra could only make a kittenish moan when she felt his hardness gave a lurch against her buttocks.

Was it not because of the prevention of the wet towel that somehow he refused to remove, perhaps he would have already had his hard cock inside her, balls deep against her ass. She shivered at the thought.

Whilst she felt his hot breath caressing her nape, Julian reached up to let her hair out of the locks and let her hair fall over her shoulders, some parts just dipped into the bath water.

Julian ran his fingers through her blond hair, massaging her scalp and gently untangling the strands. She closed her eyes and moaned dreamily, leaning herself back against him, to feel more of his hard body.

"That feels so good."

She muttered, not sure herself talking about his head massage or his pulsing cock in between the crease of her ass. But she felt his hands were really good, as she could feel her fatigue disappear the more he massaged her.

Cassandra moaned dreamily. His hands felt magical, nothing indecent so far.

After an unknown minute of his relaxing massage, Julian then tilted her chin up and began with a hand shower, wetting her hair. Next he took the shampoo and poured a generous dollop in his palm.

Julian began to suds up her hair, massaging her scalp and working up a good lather. She felt shivers run throughout her entire body simply from feeling his hands shampooing her hair.

He smoothed the strands away from her face and then began a slow gentle massage of her neck and shoulders. His hands slipped easily over her wet and sensitive skin.

Julian dipped a shower puff in the water and then added body wash to it. He gently and slowly washed her neck and shoulders and then her back.

She shivered, partially from the hot air against her wet skin, but mostly from the wonderful feelings his touch on her skin caused. Gradually he moved the puff along one arm and then the other.

Cassandra leaned back against his chest and murmured contentedly. Feeling both relaxed and aroused, she decided to enjoy his massage, as she needed it, desperately.

Sometimes later, when she felt great. Without a word, Julian lifted her over his leg so he could turn around and wash her legs. To her annoyance, when she glanced down at his full erection, the damn towel somehow refused to fall. Preventing her from gracing her eyes with his bare magnificent 9-inch.

She saw his eyes sparkled with mirth as he caught her gawking at his maleness. He wanted to play tease? Sure then. He then continued to pick where he left as he grabbed her leg and lifted it out of the water, running the foamy puff from her toes to her knee and back again.

"Stop it, that tickles!"

Cassandra couldn't stop herself from giggling when he ran the foam up the bottom of her foot and then to the back of her knee.

A grin brightened his gorgeous face as their eyes met. Julian then proceeded to massage her calf and the bottom of her foot with greater attention than he had initially. Then he gave her other leg the same treatment.

Finished with her bottom legs, he moved her legs over his and around his body, moving forward between them. She looked into his face, as she flaunted her flirtatious look. The more he pleased her, the more aroused she became.

Cassandra saw a slow, easy smile curled at his lips, as he seemed to ignore her beckoning look and resumed washing the rest of her legs, the puff now moving from her knee down her thigh towards her waist.

Feeling somewhat frustrated, she sat up and tried to reach for him but Julian stopped her in time by grabbing her hand and putting the shower foam into it. Then he guided her hands along her thigh, washing her skin.

"You do know what you are doing to me, don't you?" Cassandra asked hoarsely.

"I do, my intention is upright, that's to make you feel good with a soothing bath," Julian flashed her a boyish grin and replied, with that kind of low and husky voice.

She rasped, "Yes, you've done that, and more."

Julian ignored her voice with a bewitching smirk and resumed running their hands along her heated body, now slipping to the inside of her thigh.

Whilst his fingers could reach out to caress her pussy at every pass, to her frustration, he refrained, choosing instead to just brush against it before forcing their hands to retreat.

When Julian made their hands switch to the other thigh, starting at the outside again, Cassandra grumbled aloud, and she heard him chuckling softly.

"Patience darling. I'm not nearly done yet," Julian told her.

Whilst she had been in a pleasant state because of relaxation when he had been washing her hair and massaging her back, when he had moved around to wash her legs, and then her thighs, she could only feel frustrated as she wanted more.

As Julian kept caressing her thighs Cassandra found herself wanting him to caress the more intimate parts of her. Her breasts, her aching pussy. This sweet torture was going to kill her.

Julian seemed to notice her frustration when he announced, "As you wish then." Finally!

Then, out of sudden, Cassandra couldn't help but shiver when she felt the change in his touch. It's no longer harmless touching as he ran his hands around her sensuously, with passion and flame that she felt herself melted upon contact.

She watched his eyes and took note of the hunger that grew with every inch of flesh that he caressed. Her nipples tightened as his amorous hand drifted under the water and his nails dragged lazily against the top of her breasts.

Cassandra swallowed the lump in her throat and unconsciously she spread her legs wide. He smirked and leaned in to cover her lips with his. Their tongues danced as his fingers moved across first her right nipple, then her left.

Julian teased each one with gentle twists, before gliding his palm further south, where he gently massaged her pouty pussy lips and teased the opening of her femininity.

"Tell me, sweetheart, do you want a swift relief?"

Cassandra moaned softly, in a not so ladylike manner, and she nodded her head before thrust her pussy against his fingers. He chuckled, and slowly began to finger her. The water and foam lapped at his arm as he pumped his two fingers in and out of her sex.

It splashed over the edge of the tub, leaving a slick mess on the floor, and she gripped the marble in hopes of keeping herself above water.

The feel of Julian stroking her insides, scratching at the fleshy walls of her pussy, and occasionally flicking her clit caused her to jerk violently back and forth. Soon, she's clawing at his arm, and begging him to fuck her harder.

Julian pushed one more finger into her slick channel and covered her mouth with his. As their tongues battled furiously he finger fucked her with a rhythm that her body craved.

When Cassandra felt the familiar flame deep in her stomach and the aching in her womanhood, she noticed that her orgasm was close and she screamed at him to fuck her harder.

Her eyes rolled back into her head due to intense pleasure Julian was giving her, his mouth was violent on her mouth as his fingers were on her pussy. She felt she's close, desperate, and when she's about to come, abruptly, she felt something pounce on her chest.

Meow...

Cassandra felt a firm pressure on her chest as she heard a lazy purr, and she woke. When her eyes squeezed open, she saw Stella was curled up between her breasts, lazily licking her own paw.

"Not again," Cassandra moaned hoarsely, putting her hands on her fat fluffy cat, she placed Stella aside. She then sat up, frustrated, as she rubbed her eyes.

She remembered the dream vividly and cursed. "Damn, even in my sleep, I could feel my aching body." She sighed, blaming her fatigue for the dream she just had. The feeling of dampness between her legs was uncomfortable.

Picturing the wet dream, Cassandra could only chew her lip in annoyance. "At this rate I'm afraid that I could've missed my period just by dreaming of him." She shivered and blushed at this thought, feeling warm in her ovaries.

What a life of a single woman, she's not some bitch in heat neither was she that desperate. It's just a hormonal reaction, nothing special.

Cassandra then slumped on the plush pillows of her comfy and luxurious bed, throwing a nasty glance over her lazy Stella who seemed unconcerned with her frustration and kept licking on her own fluffy white fur.

She glanced over the wall clock and sighed, "Stella the sun hasn't yet even shone. It's not a snack time okay. At least you should've waited for me to have my release before pouncing on me."

Stella titled her small rounded head at Cassandra, she then mewled a low kittenish purr and wiggled her fluffy tail. Seemingly dissatisfied because Cassandra was disturbing her beauty lick session.

Those bluish eyes seemed to give Cassandra a disappointed look, somehow, Stella gave the illusion that she's disappointed at Cassandra for being that hopeless and desperate. "Shame on you," was all what Stella seemed to say.

"Alright, don't give me that look. You lazyfluff only thinks of snacks and naps. It's not easy being a single woman you should know that," Cassandra glared at her purring cat, she then hugged Stella to give her the morning treat.

Finished making Stella sleep with a satisfied yawn of fullness. Cassandra went back to her bedroom and picked a 6-inch something from her nightstand, she then proceeded to walk into the shower in hopes of dealing with her urges just like any honourable single woman does.