* ALL CHARACTERS OVER 18*
This was supposed to be the end.
Tatiana called me for another hook-up at her place. It was becoming a bit redundant, and as much as I would've liked to have dated this girl, I knew it wasn't going there.
I got the vibe during our phone call that she wanted this time to be the last time. She said something about how she was ready to move on, prepared to see and fuck other people, and ready to move on from me.
I had invested countless hours into seeing her, hundreds of dollars on dates, paid for gas in my old beat-up car to see her, and happily gave up on other flings and dates with gorgeous women to make things work with her. She wasn't going to leave so quickly.
I knew she was into BDSM. We went to one of the 50 Shades movies together and banged like absolute rabbits afterward. She would sometimes let me tie her up. Sometimes, she even wanted to tie ME up. I wasn't a fan, but she came like crazy.
I also knew she was really hesitant about dating someone younger than her. I was less than a year younger, so to me, it was no big deal, but she brought it up every time I asked her on another date.
"What will my friends think?"
"What will my parents say?"
"I'm not sure I'm ready to be with a younger man."
The excuses cycled through my head daily. We had a connection, something real, and she was letting a silly thing like age get in the way. We were both adults, her 20, me 19 for a few more weeks, but letting that get in the way, to me, felt so much like High School.
With that in mind, I had a plan. I ordered a cologne online that promised to make any woman insane over the man who wore it. There were pheromones and other chemicals infused into the cologne, and for the price I paid for it, I would have been furious if it didn't work.
It sat in the cupholder of my car as I drove to her house. She was living with her parents while attending university classes part-time, and they were away for a Friday night anniversary rendezvous. I liked her parents; they were chill with me staying over, and while Tatiana was a screamer, her parents never said a word about us having sex in the house.
I pulled onto her street and parked out front. I texted her to let her know I was going to the door.
I looked at the bottle with the help of the streetlights. There was a yellow warning label with black writing; my eyes weren't strong enough to read it. I doubted it was anything significant.
I spritzed a couple of shots of the cologne directly onto my neck. I also sprayed a spritz each under my armpits. I wasn't nervous, but I just wanted to ensure any bad body odor didn't make its way inside. I caught a whiff of the cologne and immediately started gagging.
"Holy fuck, this shit is rank," I choked out to myself before opening my car door and spitting onto the ground to get the taste out of my mouth.
My phone dinged. She was ready.
I spat a couple more times before closing my car door and going up the long driveway. I still had no idea what her parents did, but they were loaded. Their house was almost triple the size mine was growing up, and it was quite easy to get lost inside if you were alone.
I wiggled the door handle, and Tatiana answered. She was on the bigger side, but I was into that. She wore a buttoned shirt that was open all the way, barely covering her large tits and a pair of panties that were going to be discarded shortly.
I closed the door behind me. We hugged and kissed, and she sniffed.
And she sniffed.
And she sniffed some more.
While I thought the cologne smelled like shit, she was hooked. The first part of the plan was going well.
"You smell so gooooood," she beamed before pulling my mouth back to hers for a more passionate kiss. She was not shy with her tongue as we made out in the foyer. I ditched my shoes while we kissed, holding her hips steady. I pressed my thumbs into her waist - it drove her crazy - and continued kissing her. I kissed down to her neck, and she moaned loudly.
After some neck kisses, she decided to return the favor. She reached to kiss my neck but stopped to smell me again. "What are you wearing? It's so good," she lamented.
"It's something new I picked up online. I'm glad you like it," I replied. She took a long lick up my neck before kissing my jawline and nibbling my ear. She continued for a moment or two before returning to my neck.
I wondered momentarily if this was what the warning label on the bottle warned me about, but that became a distant thought after Tatiana pulled my head down and kissed my ear. She then whispered.
"Do what you want to me tonight; I'm all yours."
GULP. I'd long wanted to hear those words from Tatiana's mouth. If this was what "break-up sex" is, then it was about to be the best.
That said, my 19-year-old idiot brain had to clarify.
"What do you mean?"
"You want me to suck you off? I'll do it right here. You want to fuck me all night? Tell me where and how you want me. I'm all fucking yours, Owen. Every fiber of my being."
She kissed my neck again hungrily. She was desperate.
"All mine? So you'll do anything I tell you?" I asked.
"Yesssss," she hissed, wrapping her leg around mine as she kissed my neck deeper.
This was going better than I had hoped. I pulled her head back from my neck. Her eyes looked nearly glazed over in the minimal light I had to work with, but I kissed her deeply. She moaned into the kiss as I felt her hands run up and down my chest underneath my shirt.
I gripped her brunette hair while I made out with her. I felt exceptionally dominant with her giving herself to me, no doubt thanks to the cologne.
I pulled back from the kiss. "I want you to wear something better than this. Go upstairs, put on your hottest lingerie, and match it with high heels. Do you understand?"
Tatiana nodded. "Right away. I'll come down when I'm ready." She ran back up the stairs, discarding her shirt over the railing on her way up.
At that moment, I decided to head back to the car for more cologne.
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