Chapter 4: Office Parking Lot (NC-17)

In the stillness of the late-night parking lot, the faint whisper of the breeze only made my heart pound harder, as if it were about to burst out of my chest. I followed Ms. Grace in silence, every step laden with a whirlwind of confusion and burning anticipation.

I knew something was about to happen. I could guess what it might be, but the excitement was overwhelming—too much for me to prepare myself for.

“Get in,” she commanded softly, her voice breaking the silence.

She opened the door to the backseat of the sleek, luxurious car in front of us. Her tone was calm, almost casual, but it carried an undeniable authority that left no room for hesitation. I watched her climb in first before I followed, settling into the seat beside her.

The moment the door shut, the sounds of the outside world were cut off completely. My heart thundered so loudly it drowned out every other thought. Ms. Grace turned to look at me, her piercing gaze holding me in place as though I were trapped under her spell.

Her eyes were hypnotic—seductive, mysterious—like a predator studying its prey. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t.

“Have you ever done this in a car before?” she asked, her voice soft yet laced with a teasing challenge that made my heart race even faster.

I shook my head slowly, feeling the heat rush to my face. My hands gripped the hem of my skirt tightly as my body trembled, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through me, impossible to untangle.

She smiled faintly, the corners of her lips curving upward in satisfaction at my response.

“That’s okay,” she said, her tone almost comforting. “It’s always thrilling the first time.”

Her words, though spoken gently, carried a magnetic pull I couldn’t resist.

Before I could respond, her lips pressed against mine.

The kiss was fiery, deep, and left me breathless. The hands that had been clutching my skirt fell limply to my sides as my body succumbed to the intensity of her touch.

The world around us seemed to fade away, leaving only the heat of the moment burning within me.

Her tongue slid into my mouth deliberately, the searing sensation making it impossible for me to hold back. A soft moan escaped my throat before I could stop it. Her hand cupped the nape of my neck firmly, pulling me closer, as though ensuring I wouldn’t pull away.

Her tongue teased mine with deliberate, seductive strokes. I tried to catch my breath between the fervent kisses, but it felt as if every part of me was being consumed by her touch, leaving no space for resistance.

She pulled back from the kiss, but instead of stopping, she lowered her lips to the side of my neck.

“Ah… Ms. Grace…” I couldn’t help but moan as the heat of her tongue brushed against my skin. Waves of pleasure coursed through me, leaving my body trembling.

“Say my name again…” she whispered into my ear, her husky voice sending me further adrift.

Her hands moved to unbutton my shirt, one button at a time. I wanted to say something—anything—to stop her, but the words caught in my throat, refusing to come out.

“Did you know,” she began, her voice low and deliberate, “the first time I looked into your eyes, I knew for certain you liked women.” Her hand slid up, lifting the hem of my skirt. The soft graze of her fingers on my bare thigh made me shiver. “No, let me correct that—you liked me from the very first day we met. Isn’t that right? Your eyes told me everything. They’ve been begging me to do this.”

Her words made my cheeks flush with heat, but before I could muster a response, she moved again. Her fingers trailed slowly, teasingly, over my most sensitive spot. A quiet moan escaped my lips, unbidden and uncontrollable.

“Ah… Ms. Grace… it’s…” My voice faltered as her touch became more insistent, more intense. I could barely hold myself upright, and the sounds I made grew louder with each movement.

That’s when she looked me directly in the eyes. “Shh… You can’t be too loud, Pim. Someone might hear us outside the car.”

I tried to respond, my hands reaching for her shirt. My fingers fumbled with the buttons until they came undone, revealing her flawless chest beneath the lace of her bra. Leaning in, I pressed a light bite to her shoulder, my way of returning something—anything—as she drove me to the brink.

And then, the moment came. My body tensed, trembling uncontrollably as a cry of ecstasy spilled from my lips, impossible to suppress.

“Ahh…!” My voice was filled with pure bliss.

Ms. Grace looked at me, her lips curving into a faint smile. She carefully adjusted my clothes, smoothing them back into place, before pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“Did you enjoy that?” she whispered softly. “If you did, we can do this again next time…”

Her voice lingered in the air, leaving me breathless.

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In the Backseat

After what had just happened, my heart raced erratically. It wasn’t just because of what occurred between us in Ms. Grace’s car but also because of the questions swirling in my mind. Did I let it happen too easily?

Was everything between us moving too fast?

As Ms. Grace sat beside me, I could feel her gaze fixed on me. Her expression remained composed, yet there was something in her eyes that made it impossible for me to meet them directly. It felt as if she were reading my thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” her voice broke the silence.

I froze, unsure how to respond.

“I just… I just…” My voice trailed off, the words dissolving before I could form them.

“Are you wondering if things are moving too quickly between us?” she asked, as though she already knew what I was thinking. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “I don’t think it’s too fast.”

I bit my lip, trying to sort through my tangled thoughts.

“Ms. Grace, it’s not that I didn’t like what happened between us,” I said softly, my heart pounding harder when her smile grew wider. “It’s just that everything happened so fast. I wasn’t ready, and I’ve never been in a situation like this before.”

She looked at me intently. “You like me, and I like you. What’s too fast about that?”

Her words made my face flush, and my eyes dropped to my lap instinctively. “I’m… a little old-fashioned,” I admitted.

“Then it’s time to change that mindset, Pim. It’s the modern age now. If you’re okay with it and I’m okay with it, what’s so strange about us being together?”

I looked up at her, her steady gaze revealing she wasn’t joking. My heart pounded even harder.

“But…” I tried to speak, though my thoughts were still a jumbled mess. “I’ve never been like this with anyone before. I don’t know how to handle my feelings.”

Ms. Grace leaned back against the seat, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Oh, my sweet girl, you’re overthinking this, Pim.”

“But…” I started, only for her to raise a hand, silently asking me to stop.

“Listen to me, Pim,” she said evenly. “Sometimes, you need to stop using your brain and let your feelings guide you. Ask yourself one simple question: What do you want? Earlier, you wanted me… didn’t you? If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have followed me into this car.”

Her words struck a chord deep within me. I closed my eyes, trying to answer the question honestly, and the truth I couldn’t deny was… yes. I wanted her.

“Yes,” I answered quietly.

That one word seemed to satisfy her immensely. Her smile grew, and she said something that left me speechless.

“How about we try being Friends with Benefits? No strings attached, no one else needs to know—just you and me.”

Her suggestion was so clear, so direct, that I didn’t know how to react.

Her sharp eyes bore into mine, silently demanding an answer. That gaze shook the foundation of my morality and the deeply ingrained beliefs I’d clung to for so long. I’d never imagined myself in a situation like this, nor had I ever thought someone would speak to me about it so openly.

“Would that be… okay?” I asked hesitantly, my voice barely audible.

She smiled slightly. “Do you think it wouldn’t be?”

I froze, too overwhelmed to respond. I’d never expected to face something like this, and I certainly hadn’t expected it to come from someone so confident, so straightforward.

“I just…” I paused, then decided to voice my thoughts. “I’ve never had this kind of relationship with anyone before.”

My words didn’t faze her. Instead, she leaned in closer, her eyes locking onto mine. “Then take this as an opportunity to try. Don’t you think we have amazing chemistry in… every sense? I think you feel it too.”

“Yes,” I whispered. My voice was almost inaudible, but it was clear enough for her.

Her smile widened. “Then it’s settled.”

I nodded slightly, unable to say more.

At that moment, I realized just how much I liked Ms. Grace—enough to do anything for her.

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That Night, After Agreeing to Be Friends with Benefits with Ms. Grace

I sat in front of my laptop in my small home office. The project plan was complete, and I had just sent the final email to Ms. Grace. Yet, my mind refused to let go of what had happened in her car.

I sighed deeply, trying to shake off the thoughts that lingered, but the harder I tried to forget, the more vivid they became. The scent of her perfume lingered in my memory, as clear as if the moment had just happened.

My eyes drifted to the desk in front of me, though I wasn’t truly focusing on anything. My hand reached for the glass of water nearby, but I didn’t lift it to drink. Instead, my thoughts circled back to her once again.

I shook my head lightly, trying to snap myself out of it. Closing the laptop, I walked to my bed, hoping to escape into sleep. But the bedroom, once my haven of rest, was filled with restlessness tonight.

I lay down, pulling the blanket over me, but instead of feeling relaxed, my memories dragged me back to the car. I could still see the moment Ms. Grace leaned in closer—the warmth of her presence, the scent of her skin, the fiery touch, and the deep timbre of her voice whispering in my ear.

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“Did you know, the first time I looked into your eyes, I knew for certain you liked women. No, let me correct that—you liked me from the very first day we met. Isn’t that right? Your eyes told me everything. They’ve been begging me to do this.”

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Her words echoed in my mind. It felt as though she were still near me, her lips brushing against my skin, her heat lingering on my body.

I tossed and turned, the feelings inside me only growing stronger. Even with my eyes closed, the images in my head became sharper—her lips pressing against mine, her hands gliding over my body, claiming every inch of me in that fleeting moment.

Instinctively, my hand trailed to the most sensitive part of my body. The touch I gave myself was nothing compared to hers, yet it stirred the feelings she had awakened within me. My breathing quickened, my body responding to the rising tide of desire.

A soft moan escaped my lips. I couldn’t stop myself. The thought of Ms. Grace was so vivid, it felt as if she were right there with me. Her eyes, filled with longing; her husky whispers, sending shivers through me—everything replayed in my mind, a loop I couldn’t escape.

Time seemed to stretch beyond reality, and when the wave finally passed, I lay still beneath the blanket, my breathing uneven. My face was buried in the pillow, and the heat coursing through my body hadn’t entirely subsided.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Ms. Grace and what happened in her car.

And I wanted her again.

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