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Chapter 79: Side Story 4 Junior x Esther

Chapter 79: Side Story 4 Junior x Esther

Junior Met Esther when he went to a royal party and they hooked up .

Esther adjusted the hem of her skirt, the fabric brushing just above her knees as she stood in front of the full-length mirror. At 30 years old, she’d long since stopped caring about the odd looks people gave her when they found out her age. Her petite frame, delicate features, and youthful voice often led to misunderstandings, but she’d learned to lean into it. Why fight it when it works in my favor? she thought, a sly smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Tonight, she had plans—plans that involved Junior, the tall, broad-shouldered guy she’d been eyeing at the gym for weeks.

Their first interaction had been innocent enough. She’d dropped her water bottle near the squat rack, and he’d picked it up, his hands brushing against hers as he handed it back. "Thanks," she’d said, her voice sweet and soft, her eyes meeting his for just a moment longer than necessary. He’d smiled, and that was it—the spark that lit the fire.

Tonight, though, was different. Junior had invited her over to his place under the guise of watching a movie, but Esther knew better. She could feel the tension between them, the unspoken words hanging in the air like static before a storm. She slipped into her favorite pair of lace panties, the fabric hugging her curves just right, and added a loose sweater that barely covered her thighs. Perfect, she thought, giving herself one last glance in the mirror before heading out the door.

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Junior’s apartment was exactly what she’d expected—clean, minimal, and smelling faintly of sandalwood. He greeted her at the door with a smile, his eyes lingering on her for just a moment too long. "Hey, Esther. You look... great," he said, his voice low and warm.

She smiled up at him, her eyes wide and innocent. "Thanks, Junior. You don’t look so bad yourself." She stepped inside, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet as she made her way to the couch. She sat down, tucking her legs beneath her and patting the space beside her. "So, what are we watching?"

He laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "I was thinking something light. Maybe a comedy?"

"Sounds perfect," she said, her voice soft and teasing.

As the movie started, Esther found herself leaning closer to Junior, her shoulder brushing against his arm. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the tension between them growing with every passing second. Halfway through the movie, she turned to him, her eyes wide and innocent. "Do you mind if I get comfortable? This sweater is kind of itchy."

"Uh, sure," he said, his voice slightly strained.

She stood up, her movements slow and deliberate as she peeled the sweater over her head, revealing the thin camisole she wore underneath. She caught the way his eyes flicked down to her chest, the way his breath hitched ever so slightly. Gotcha, she thought, a smirk playing on her lips as she sat back down, this time even closer to him.

The rest of the movie passed in a blur, the tension between them thick and palpable. Esther could feel Junior’s eyes on her, his gaze lingering on her bare thighs, the curve of her waist. When the credits finally rolled, she turned to him, her voice soft and sweet. "That was fun. Thanks for inviting me over."

"Yeah, anytime," he said, his voice rough.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes meeting his. "I should probably get going," she said, though she made no move to stand up.

Junior reached out, his hand brushing against hers. "You don’t have to go just yet," he said, his voice low and inviting.

Esther looked up at him, her eyes wide and innocent. "I don’t?"

He shook his head, his hand tightening around hers. "No. Stay a little longer."

She smiled, her heart racing as she leaned in closer. "Okay."

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Their lips met in a slow, tentative kiss, the tension between them finally breaking like a dam. Esther’s hands found their way to his chest, her fingers splaying against the firm muscles beneath his shirt. Junior’s hands rested on her waist, his touch firm but gentle as he pulled her closer.

When they finally broke apart, Esther looked up at him, her eyes wide and innocent. "You’re really good at that," she said, her voice soft and teasing.

He laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "You’re not so bad yourself," he said, his eyes dark with desire.

Esther smiled, her hands sliding down his chest to the hem of his shirt. "Can I...?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, his breath hitching as she pulled the shirt over his head, revealing the toned muscles beneath. She ran her fingers over his abs, her touch light and teasing. "You’re even hotter without the shirt," she said, her voice soft and sweet.

Junior groaned, his hands tightening on her waist as he pulled her closer. "You’re killing me, Esther," he said, his voice rough with need.

She laughed, her hands sliding down to the waistband of his sweatpants. "What about these?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent.

He hesitated for a moment before nodding, his breath hitching as she pulled them down, revealing the hard length of his cock. Esther’s eyes widened, her hand reaching out to wrap around him. "Wow," she breathed, her voice soft and awed.

Junior groaned, his hands tightening on her waist as she began to stroke him, her touch light and teasing. "Esther..." he said, his voice rough with need.

She looked up at him, her eyes wide and innocent. "Can I taste you?" she asked, her voice soft and sweet.

He nodded, his breath hitching as she leaned down, her lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. She began to suck, her tongue swirling around him as she took him deeper into her mouth. Junior groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he thrust up into her mouth.