Reading: "Manifest the Antithetic" from COVEAL OF THE HEDONIC (A.Glass 2025)
“We all got bonuses this
month.” Taking out her hand mirror, and a small vial of cocaine,
she disperses, in a crude manner, a line of coke onto the mirror.
Handing the metallic tube to Celeste, who takes it with her left
hand, inserting the tube into her right nostril, she exhales the
line. Handing the mirror and tube back to Christina, preparing in a
repeated manner, she snorts the line of coke, as Celeste briefly
looks down at her right hand, at her wedding ring, with her index
finger she wipes away the residual coke around her nose.
Christina hands the mirror
and tube to the man.
“Brad said that you work
on Wall Street?” The man asks, as he snorts the coke.
“Yeah. But,...” She
takes the mirror and tube from him, as she did earlier, with
her left
index, she
traces her
finger over the mirror collecting the residual coke. She applies it
to her upper gum, snapping the
mirror shut, placing the now empty vial into her handbag,
she
checks her appearance via the wall mirror. “...Just a secretary
for the investment firm Adroit Orman & Co…” Turning
around, she faces Celeste and the man. “...It was a big week, one
of our clients, some mining company, got acquired and the firm bought
a shitload of shares…” Suddenly two women walk into the toilet
area, each going to a separate cubicle. Christina leans forward,
towards the man. “...An inside trade. You know how it goes?
Anyway…” She eyes one of the empty cubicles. “...I really
need a fuck...” The man nods, as Christina and the man walk
towards the cubicle. “...Better,
keep Brad company. I won’t be long,” she
says, as Celeste smiles, walking back out to the main club area.
Christina closes the door,
pulling up her skirt, whilst pulling down her knickers, which fall to
her ankles. As the man quickly unbuckles his pants, also pulling
them down along with his underwear, as a thick and uncircumcised
penis springs forth. Christina quickly eyes his erect cock with a
gleeful lust, turning around. She places both her hands against the
wall, angling her buttocks upward as the man guides his penis into
her
“God, you’re wet.”
“I…AH!...know,”
she lets out a
relieved breath, as his cock slides effortlessly deep into her canal.
“...Just fuck me hard.”
To which the man obliges,
with both hands gripping each of her ass cheeks, in a piston like
manner, he pumps his hips back and forth.
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