Faceless-Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Faceless-Chapter 2

... seduce a straight man to go gay for him.” “Are you admitting that you’re gay? “What?” He looked mortified. “No!” “Don Juan was gay?” I laughed. Oliver squinted. “Haven’t you heard of the famous Don Juan and his tireless pursuit to seduce every woman he came in contact with?” Of course I had heard of him, but I let Oliver humor me. “That man never discriminated, and he never had a type. For Don Juan, it was all about the act of seduction. Every woman was fair game, and it didn’t matter if she was engaged or married. He got off on his ability to make a woman drop her panties and spread her legs.” Oliver paused and sipped his drink. “And that guy right there, he’s a self-proclaimed panty dropper.” I laughed, blushing a little. “What’s his real name?” He was about to answer when he stopped and stared off at something behind me. “Why don’t you ask him yourself?” Heart attack and die moment? Or panic attack moment? Both? That was all I could think about as I slowly turned around and stared into a pair of shiny brown eyes. My God, he was a hundred times more handsome up close. I was at risk of melting into a puddle of ooey gooey mushiness on Skylar’s parquet flooring. “Jay Conway”—he flashed a dimpled smile—“delighted to make your acquaintance.” He extended his hand and waited for me to shake it. I was in such state of shock that I left him hanging for a few seconds. “Would you prefer a fist pound?” Jay laughed. “I get it if you’re OCD.” “Oh gosh…” I blinked. “I am so sorry.” I ...

... shook his hand, blushing ridiculously like a fifteen year old. “Maya Rivera, nice to meet you.” His smile never left his face as he released his firm grip. “My head’s all over the place when I drink,” I admitted. “I can somewhat relate.” Jay raised his cocktail drink. “Non-alcoholic for me tonight. You’re not a lawyer, are you?” “Me?” “Who else would I be talking to?” That was a dumb way for me to respond, considering the fact that he was looking right at me. “I’m a junior editor at a publishing house—sort of always been the nerdy girl type.” “Interesting. You don’t fit the profile.” His eyes cascaded over my body from head to toe, and I was sure he made that assumption because of the tight and revealing dress I was wearing. Oliver soon joined the conversation. “He asked you that question because apparently I never stray from my social circles.” “Nope. You rarely ever do.” Jay grinned, and I wanted to release a lovesick sigh because that smile…. “Okay, so what?” Oliver defended. “You’re guilty of doing the same—oh look, there’s your little trio of Scrooge’s . You better go deflate some egos while the night is still young,” he said with sarcasm. “You’re a class act, Oliver.” “Thanks! You know, I did consider stand-up comedy before law school.” “I’m so glad you graduated,” Jay mumbled and sipped his drink. “Yeah, me too. Taking the Bar while mourning the death of my hamster, Genghis Khan was not easy.” Genghis Khan? I stifled a laugh. Skylar soon appeared next to us. “Stay away ...