World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 05

Literotic asexstories – World’s Biggest Harem Ch. 05 by TheCulling,TheCulling
That evening with Scarlet was a surprisingly fun pleasant evening. We prepared dinner together and sat up for about an hour talking. Now that Scarlet had opened to me, just a little bit, I found her company to be just as pleasant as I had originally thought. She was a sweet, pleasant girl and we found ourselves chatting about local affairs in our town. I tried specifically to steer the topic away from Washington’s assassination and her professional life, but I could feel the shadow of what she actually was hovering above the two of us.

My opinion, however, was that she was a very sweet, considerate girl.

“Oh, I do love the spring.” She said enthusiastically. “One of my favorite things to do is take walks in the park and listen to birds sing.”

“We should go.” I said. “Next time we meet.”

Her eyes sparkled, and then her smile faded. She was thinking, I was sure, of her work. And wondering if it was right, to see me again.

“Listen.” I told her. “We’ll go tomorrow. And we are going to have a great time.” I took her hand in mine. She smiled at me softly and squeezed my hand.

“You’re very kind.” She said. “But I fear… that perhaps getting to know me may very well be dangerous for you.”

She stood up. She looked rather forlorn and sad.

“I’ve never had a boyfriend.” She said. “Because of my place in the world. I have one role that I must do well. I can’t… I can’t allow my personal feelings get in the way of that.”

I stood up as well. I was taller than her.

“I understand.” I told her, my voice gentle. “But you can’t ignore your feelings either.”

She looked away from me. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I can take care of myself.”

She shook her head.

“From my enemies?” She asked, her voice bitter. “I very much doubt-”

I cupped her cheek in my hand and she fell silent.

“We will see each other again.” I told her. I then leaned forward and kissed her.

I could tell right away that she hadn’t been kidding about never having a boyfriend: the way she squirmed under my touch gave me the impression that she had never even been kissed before. Nevertheless when we pulled away she seemed flustered, and excited.

“I… we will be seeing each other again.” She said breathlessly. “Tomorrow.”

She turned around.

“I’ll…. Come by and you can take me.”

And then she was gone.

I cleaned up the remains of our dinner and thought about our evening together. I liked her. I liked her a lot. And I could tell that she liked me too.

The issue, however, was that she was a trained killer. And was, I was sure, dangerous to be around. Not just in the sense that she may one day snap and do me in, but because of her relationship with the people who controlled her. I wondered if there were rules and regulations for dating for assassins. Doubtless she wasn’t supposed to be open about what she really was.

I had just put away the last of the dishes when a knock came at the door. I half expected Celeste to run and open it, but remembered that I had sent her away. I had to answer the door myself.

“Yes?”

It was Crystal. She was smiling widely, twisting her powerful looking legs enticingly. She was wearing white shorts and a tank top.

“You weren’t scheduled to be back for another couple of days.” I told her, as I let her in.

“But you answered the door.” She countered. “And let me in.”

“Celeste probably would have turned you away, if she was here.” I said, amused. She turned to look at my as she kicked off her flip-flops.

“Celeste is gone?”

“On vacation.”

Her smile widened. “That’s good. She was kind of weirding me out, honestly. I’ll be glad not to see her for a bit.” She paused. “Um, you’re not going to make me dress up in that outfit, are you?”

“It wouldn’t suit you.” I told her. I grabbed her butt and squeezed it. “I like you just the way you are.”

She giggled, as she bounced on her heels. “Like what you see?”

I peeled back her shorts and stole a peek at her panties. “Yeah.”

She slapped me away, laughing. “Stop it!” She said it in a way that indicated that she didn’t want me to stop.

I ended up picking her up, carrying her over to the bed, and sleeping with her right then and there. She was moaning my name in fifteen minutes, and soon she was screaming it.

“You’ve been working out.” I told her, as she bit her lip and threw her head backward, trying to get her bearings. “Your thighs are more muscular.”

“You n-noticed?” She asked. “I’m glad… I want… to be ripped.” She stopped, as if saying too much, and then flushed.

“A lot of guys don’t like muscles.” She admitted.

“I do.” I told her.

That, for whatever reason, got her motor running again and I fucked her until she was fit to pass out.

“How do you not get tired?” She gasped, trying to catch her breath. “I… can’t even…”

She curled her toes and swore violently.

“Damn it!”

She became a gooey mess after that, blubbering about how she’s never been this happy. I smiled and

In the end she had to ask me to stop.

“Please.” She said. “I… want… to keep going but I… I can’t handle it.”

She did seem kind of out of sorts. I ended up getting up and getting her a washcloth and some water. I dabbed at her head to try and cool her down as she sipped, fanning herself with her hand.

“I’m going back tomorrow.” She told me. “And after I… feel better…”

“I have plans tomorrow.” I told her. “But I imagine you’ll swing by anyway.”

“You’re right.” She said. “After I’m through with the gym, I’m coming here.”

She shook her head. She still seemed amazed.

“I’ll have to tell all of my friends about this.” She said.

I knew I had to nip this in the bud now. “They’ll probably think you’re exaggerating.”

“As if.” She said. “Have some pride, why don’t you? You complimented me on my gains. Let me tell my friends that you’re good at sex.”

“I’m not that great.”

She looked at me as if I had grown a second head.

She ended up curling up against me on the couch as I worked on my next novel that night. She insisted on fetching me drinks and such, and showed a genuine interest in what I was doing. She fell asleep next to me, snoring gently, and I ended up carrying her back to bed with me.

We woke up the next day, had breakfast, and she was off again, promising that she would meet up with me again by nightfall. I had again picked up work on my novel when another knock came at my door.

Scarlet was there, wearing an elegant black dress and stiletto heels. I was so completely taken aback by the look, which looked surprisingly dark and dangerous for such a nice girl, when she smiled at me. My misgivings gave away immediately. It was incredibly sexy.

“Hello.” She said. “Are you… are we still going on that walk?”

I stepped out onto the balcony with her and looked down at her. We stared at each other for a moment.

“I like your dress.”

“Thank you.” She said.

And then we were off. She seemed a little bit apprehensive when I first took her hand, but by the time we reached the park she was holding onto my arm. Plenty of passerby greeted as we walked, and I noticed that this made her happier than anything.

We took a walk for about an hour or so and spent a lot of time watching birds and the animals. She surprised me with her knowledge of birds and their habits, pointing out specific species and their habits.

One of them chirped at us. She smiled radiantly at it, and I immediately tried to imitate the sound. She giggled, and placed her head against my arm.

“This is wonderful.” She told me, as we came to the end of the trail. “Oh, I wish we could keep walking forever.”

“We can.” I told her. “There are more parks in the world than we could ever visit.”

She sighed.

“I can’t leave this area.” She said, a little bit gloomy. “My work… I mean, the restaurant… I can’t leave it for any length of time.”

She looked a little bit forlorn for a bit. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close.

“Will I see you again?” She asked me, as we turned back around.

“Of course you will.” I told her. “How about we meet here, tomorrow? In this park.”

“I could be called away for a job… I mean, I could be making a sandwich-”

“I know what you are, Scarlet.” I told her, my firm voice. “You can be open with me about what you do.”

I had had enough of her skirting around the topic. She stared at me, her eyes wide, and then cast them downward.

“You are right.” She said. “I shouldn’t be so cagey. I’m sorry. It’s just… I don’t want to frighten you away.”

“I’m not frightened.”

“You’re not frightened anymore.” She reminded me. “if I hadn’t come yesterday…. You would probably still be holed up in your hotel.”

She was right, of course. I had overreacted to the information.

“Everyone has to get over problems in their lives.” I told her. “And sometimes… you have to get over your problems with other people.”

“You’re saying you had a problem with me?”

“I’m saying we’ve overcome it.” I said.

She stopped walking. She let go of my arm and stared down at the pavement. I stopped and looked back at her, waiting.

“You are too good for me.” She said, her voice very emotional. “Listen. You should go find another girl. Someone better than me. Being around me will only bring you pain and misery.”

I stepped forward and cupped her face.

“If I wasn’t with you, that would be truly miserable.”

I took her hand again and let her back down the path. We found themselves at the gate in front of the park, and watched as another couple took a photo together.

“We should take one too.” I told her. She made a surprised noise as I whipped out my phone, held her close, and snapped a shot. I showed her the photo afterward. I thought I looked a tad bit smug, but she looked pleased, if a little taken aback.

She stared at the photo for a long while and then looked up at me. “Can I… have a copy?” She asked, a little wistfully. “I never, ever want to forget today.”

We ended up going to a shop to get that very same image printed and framed, and she walked out of it holding it under her ram, thanking me profusely.

“This means so much to me.” She said, as we came to a stop outside of her store. As always, it was completely empty. “I… I’ll treasure it for the rest of my life. Whatever happens, please no. You will always be in my heart.”

Her cheeks turned red, and she turned and ran into the store. The door shut behind her.

I stood outside the building for a bit, before deciding to make my way home. I had barely gone down the block before a passing woman jogged by and met my eye. She smiled. I smiled back, and then went on about my day.

I was happy. I had had a wonderful day, and in the end it was day’s like this that I loved to live for.