Refresh My Memory (R18+)

(Warning R18+: Please skip the paragraphs marked with *** if you are under 18 or uncomfortable with mature content. This chapter contains sexual content that does not affect the plot of the story. Sorry if it is too detailed or graphic. I know some people like it and some people don't.) 

Inside the staff locker room of the hospital cafeteria, Sumi had just finished work and was getting ready to go home. She released her hair from the tight bun on top of her head, and her long curly hair fell against her back. Humming a tune, she slowly undid the buttons on her chef's uniform and thought about what she wanted for dinner that night.

But just as she reached the third button on her shirt, she suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. She gasped in surprise and heard a voice say beside her ear, "It was you last night, wasn't it?"

Sumi turned her head slightly and her cheek brushed up against the man's flawless skin. It was no surprise that he was often mistaken for being gay; this man's features were so pretty that even a woman felt manly next to him. 

"Y-you remember?" the woman stuttered. For once, she was a little flustered. When did this man return to the cafeteria and when did he enter the locker room. She quickly looked around and noticed there was no one else around.

With his lips next to the woman's ear, Sam smirked. This cheeky woman had led him on a wild goose chase around Vegas. Not only had he visited Dr. Brown's apartment that morning, but he also went back to the club and the hotel to retrace his steps. Finally, as he pieced together the events of the night, his mind began to clear, memories slowly appeared in his mind, and he found himself back where he started.

He remembered pulling Sumi out of the club and thinking that he didn't want her to be another Delilah. He remembered standing outside the club and screaming at the top of his lungs that he wasn't gay. He remembered Sumi laughing at him with her cheeky smile as she comforted him, "It's OK to be gay. You don't have to feel ashamed."

He didn't know it at that time, but now that he was sober, he realized the woman was deliberately teasing him. But, in his drunken state, the woman's teasing caused him to act impulsively. 

He remembered lifting the woman in his arms, carrying her into a taxi, and telling the driver to take them to the nearest 5-star hotel. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm not gay!" he said domineeringly. Before the woman responded, he remembered kissing down on her plump lips and running his hands across her curvy body. Her lips were soft like jelly and he found himself nibbling on them, causing the woman to gasp in pleasure.

***He remembered grabbing her perky bottom and thinking about the way that she had been rubbing it against his lap all night. Why was this woman always such a tease? He had to tease her back. Slowly running his fingers down the back of her leg, he stopped behind her knee and traced his way back up the front of her thigh. Reaching under her dress, he gently caressed the woman between her legs. If she stopped him at this moment, he would have respected her and moved away even though he was drunk, but to his surprise, she parted her legs slightly and welcomed him.***

A moment later, she moved away from his lips and asked softly beside his ear, "When was the last time you had sex?"

Sam shook his head innocently. He was too drunk to remember.

[Adorable] the woman thought.

"Was it with a woman?" Sumi teased as she leaned back and looked him in the eyes.

Sam frowned. How did this woman always end up teasing him?

Narrowing his eyes, he stared down at the woman and said, "I've only ever had sex with women...and I'm really good at it..."

***Looking at the woman with determination to prove himself, he gently pushed two fingers up into the warmth between her legs and kissed back down on her lips, causing her to moan in pleasure. As a gay best friend, Tiffany and Delilah often talked about sex around him, and he had learned a few things about pleasuring a woman. Sumi felt the man's fingers inside her. It felt naughty to be doing this inside a taxi, but it felt so good that she didn't want him to stop. She had never done anything like this before, but the alcohol in her body made her a little braver than usual. As the woman grew wetter and wetter, Sam also grew harder and harder.

"No sex in my car!" the taxi driver yelled as he looked at the two through his rearview mirror. Driving the nightshift in Las Vegas, his backseat often got quite heated, but he couldn't afford another cleaning bill.

Sam stopped, retrieved his fingers, and looked at the woman as she bit her lower lip and panted.***

With a smirk, he asked teasingly, "Do you want me to show you how good I am?"

Sumi couldn't believe what was happening, but she couldn't resist the man either, especially since she was slightly tipsy and he had already gotten her hot and bothered. Just as the taxi stopped outside the hotel...she nodded her head.

Without another word, Sam paid the driver and carried the woman into the hotel.

As he walked in, he glanced down and asked the woman the same question she had asked him earlier, "When was the last time you had sex?"

Sumi bit her lower lip and replied, "3 years..."

Sam's eyes opened wide in surprise. How could such a sexy, beautiful, and kind-hearted woman be left without any affection for 3 whole years?

He then smirked and said, "Then...I'll have to make up for those 3 years tonight..."

As promised...

...he showed her how good he was that night...

3 times!

As he stood behind the cheeky woman in the locker room of the hospital cafeteria, Sam gently pressed his lips against her neck and whispered, "I think you'll have to refresh my memory..."

He then turned the woman around, pressed her against one of the lockers, and kissed down on her lips...