This story is based off true events. The identity of the characters has been changed for protection. This is a continuation of the first part which events recently took place last week of July. Please stay patient, I do not have an editor. If you have suggestions on how this story should go, please leave comments and I will discuss with my co-worker.
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Communication between Stella and I have slowed down over the last few weeks. With me not really knowing what was going on with her, I reached out to Stella letting her know that I was concerned and making sure she was alright. I saw my message being read, but with no reply.
After over a week without any communication, and being avoided in the office, my concern level was at an all-time high. Multiple text has been sent and now they were not even being read anymore. I felt like I was about to get reported for harassment. I thought my job was almost in jeopardy.
The following week, I had to take a trip out to Chicago for work. My client received some samples but not all of them. I had to call Stella to get them shipped to me, but she did not answer her phone. I sent an email out to my entire team and Stella answered back stating she will have the samples shipped to my hotel overnight.
Stella and I have had the conversation of her shipping her panties when I was out of town so I figured she may ship me some panties since we've talked about this before and that she had my hotel address. The next day when the shipment arrived, I tore the box open like a little kid on Christmas morning almost breaking the samples hoping to see Stella's scented panties for me to inhale. I was instantly saddened when the box was empty, and the entire rest of that day seemed to drag.
That Friday evening after the meeting with my client was complete, I went to the airport to fly back to Louisiana. I waited at the airport for 8 hours, but the weather was so bad they canceled my flight. I had to get a 35-minute taxi ride since all the hotels by the airport was already booked by other passengers with canceled flights. While in my hotel, I could only think about Stella.
When I got home Saturday morning, I went to the park for my weekend run to stay in shape. Stella was still running through my mind. I was in my feelings because we came from talking throughout the day to not talking at all. I decided to give it one last text with all of my eggs in the basket.
I text Stella "I am unsure what's going on with you but its driving me crazy how we came to be like this. I really like you a lot, but I am feeling hurt that you ended what we have without any closure. Please be truthful with me the way I am with you and tell me the truth."
A few hours later, I received a message from Stella stating, "I apologize for ignoring you lately, I have been going through some personal things that I can't discuss. Please give me some time to sort things out and I will get back to you."
I replied, "Is there anything I can do to help? I am sorry for being selfish, but I really enjoy you in my life."
The message was read with no response.
I decided to give her some space and let her handle her personal business. A few days have passed when I finally heard back from Stella. Stella seemed to now be in better spirits and more talkative. Hearing from Stella made me smile from ear to ear. I told Stella that while we were not talking, I decided to write about our experiences together and told her I was at a stopping point.
Stella asked, "Can I read it."
I answered, "it's a little on the erotic side."