Tyler looked at his watch. It was seven thirty-five. Allison was running five minutes late. It wasn’t like her to be behind schedule. And Tyler didn’t appreciate her tardiness.
“Where are you, Allison?” Tyler said. He glanced at his watch once more. 7:36. Just as he was about to moan and groan some more, there was a knock on his front door and swung it open.
“Where have you -” Tyler paused as her attire registered in his brain.
“Happy Valentine’s Day. I dashed from the limo. I hope your neighbors enjoyed the show.” Allison winked and Tyler grabbed her and pulled her into his house.
At first, Allison thought he was going to scold her for being late and wearing only a black babydoll and black thong with heels. Instead, he took her by surprise and shoved her into the wall.
“You are so naughty.” He mumbled, his mouth kissing hers. Allison kissed him back. His hands went to her breasts where he began to play squeeze them and play with her nipples through the very thin fabric.
“What have you done to me? I was so angry with you for being late but the second I saw you…” his voice trailed off as he began to kiss her more.
Allison loved being controlled. But she was also a rebel and liked to push her limits from time to time.
Tyler presses himself into her and she could feel his hard cock beneath his black dress pants.
“You want it?” He said in her ear before bubbling on her ear lobe.
She giggled from the tickling feeling that was followed by a deep desire to feel him inside of her.
Tyler’s phone started to ring.
“Don’t answer that,” Allison asked. She was tired of the constant work interruptions.
“I have to. It’s Robert.” He said to her.
Allison knew she couldn’t fight this because Robert was in China closing a very important business deal that had already had quite a few setbacks. She knew this conversation had to happen and so she would wait. Again. It wasn’t as if she wasn’t supportive of her boyfriend of five years and his business. But she was growing tired of the interruptions. It was hard not to. It seemed they could hardly get even a few minutes to themselves anymore.
“Robert, tell me there’s good news,” Tyler said and walked away.
Allison sat down on the white couch she had helped him pick out the year before. People thought it was strange that they didn’t live together nor were engaged. But Allison was waiting for Tyler to make a move. To make the move. She had recently started growing more impatient, which could explain the irritation she felt at his business call.
She grew more impatient after ten minutes and decided to just get dressed. She went upstairs to the master bedroom where the closet held a full wardrobe for her. Sure, they didn’t live together but they had each other’s things at each other’s places and spent most nights together. Or at least they used to. Since his million dollar company turned into a billion-dollar company she’d seen him less and less.
“Sorry about that,” Tyler said. He looked over her, she was sitting on the bed in sweats and one of his old shirts. “You changed.”
No, you did. Allsion found herself wanting to say, she bit her tongue though. She didn’t want to start a fight.
“Yeah, I got cold.” She said.
“Is something wrong?” He asked. He was so good at reading her. Maybe even too good at it.
“No, no. Not at all.” She said.
“Where were we?” He asked and moved to the bed. He kissed her and she kissed him back, once again she was turned on. It didn’t take much. Even if she felt a distance between them.
They paused when they heard the doorbell.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Tyler mumbled and left the room. He started walking down the stairs, Allison in tow. Tyler opened the door.
“Tommy. What are you doing here?” He asked. Tyler looked at his disheveled younger brother. He was only 16 years old and was currently the same age as their age gap.
“I’m sorry, to interrupt. I know it’s Valentine’s day, but mom kicked me out.”
Thunder rang out in the distance and Tyler looked at Tommy. “Come in.”
Tyler walked into the house and apologized to Allison.
“It’s okay, but I should let you guys be alone.” She said.
“You don’t have to do that,” Tommy said. “I don’t want to ruin your night.” He said.
Tyler’s phone rang again and he gave Allison an apologetic smile before answering.
“Don’t worry. It was already ruined.” She said and left the house, not bothering to look back and see Tyler’s reaction. It was the truth though. Even if Tommy wouldn’t have shown up, he was already back on the phone again. She just wanted thirty minutes.
Allison had his driver take her back home. When she got back to her small one bedroom apartment on the lower east side, she cried. She felt less and less important to Tyler. It was heart-wrenching because she had thought that he would be the one for her. But he couldn’t even give her a half hour of his time.
She didn’t hear anything from Tyler. She went to bed wondering what the hell she was going to do. She had invested so much time already into this relationship. She wasn’t sure she could just walk away.
Allison scrolled through her social media as she drank her coffee the following morning. She felt a stab of jealousy as she looked over the pictures of gifts her friend’s boyfriends and husbands had given them. Tyler had given her nothing, which she didn’t care about the material items, all she had wanted was a half hour to spend with just him focused on her and she couldn’t even get that.
She pulled the watch she bought him out of her purse. She had engraved it on the back with “To Tyler, my one heart. I love you. XO, A”. She ran her fingertips over the engraving and felt her heart break just a little.
“Why am I not important enough?”
Tyler was on his way to work, he had a very busy day planned ahead of him. He had several conference calls with various locations, not to mention his business lunch. But he couldn’t focus. His mind just kept replaying the night before. He’d forgotten, of course, to get something for Allison for Valentine’s day and when they’d tried to fuck, they’d been interrupted twice. Leave it to his mom to interrupt his night in a roundabout way. He felt bad for Tommy, having to endure their alcoholic mother’s wrath.
Needing to talk, Tyler used his phone to call Allison. and when she didn’t answer, his mind went back to what she had said. Things had felt weird between them lately and he couldn’t figure out why. His company had made well over the projected 5 billion dollars last year, they should have been celebrating! This was something he’d worked so hard for and it was as if Allison couldn’t care less.
He decided not to leave a message and figured she would call him back if she really wanted to talk to him.
He got out of his limo and went inside the massive building. He took the elevator up to the top floor and wandered to his desk. He checked his phone as soon as he sat down, still no message or call from Allison. Should he call her again? He didn’t want to piss her off by calling her too many times.
As the day passed by at a surprisingly fast pace, Tyler only grew more curious. He checked his phone way too often. It wasn’t like her to not even text him back if she missed his call.
“Are you okay?” Robert asked him during a video conference. Luckily it was just the two of them so Tyler wasn’t making a fool of himself in front of possible Chinese business partners.
Tyler shook his head to try to clear it. “Um, yeah. I’m good.” He lied.
“What?” Tyler asked.
“You just seem like something is really bothering you. Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked again.
Robert and Tyler had met when Robert applied for a position at Tyler’s company ten years prior. He had been his first employee and they had quickly become good friends. Robert always had Tyler’s back and they’d even been each other’s wingmen a time or two. It was the kind of friend one would make in college, except Tyler skipped college. He was glad he had, too. He made a success of himself without the higher education bullshit.
“It’s nothing,” Tyler repeated. He didn’t want to explain to Robert about his relationship problems. He didn’t have the time. “Listen, I’ll call again later, but I’ve got to go now.”
He felt bad because Robert had woke up extra early just for that phone call and they hadn’t even discussed what they had intended, too.
It was hard for her not to call him back. So hard. She found herself itching to call or text him back. But she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. She knew she had to stand her ground. She wouldn’t take being pushed aside any longer. If he wasn’t going to make time for her, then she wouldn’t make time for him. It was as simple as that.
“Hey, you missed lunch.” Allison’s best friend and coworker, Miranda, said.
“Oh, did I?” She asked and checked the time.
It was three and she still had yet to eat, but truth be told, she didn’t have the stomach for it at the moment.
“Yeah, are you okay?” She asked.
“Yeah.” Allison knew she was lying but she didn’t think unloading on her friend right then was the right move to make.
“Are you sure?” Miranda asked.
Allison nodded her head and turned her attention back to her computer screen. She wanted Miranda to believe she was busy even though she hadn’t even had a single email in an hour. She just really didn’t want to talk.
“Okay,” Miranda said. “Drinks at Bar Five tomorrow?” She asked.
“Of course,” Allison said. It had been their tradition to get drinks together at the Bar Five on Saturday’s. They had started it when they were freshmen at Columbia. The two of them had become inseparable almost instantly and even though Miranda had been there for Allison through everything, Allison just didn’t want to unload on Miranda.
Miranda left Allison’s cubicle area. Allison breathed a sigh of relief and then emailed her boss that she was going to be heading home due to a headache. She didn’t have a headache though, but she needed to get out of the office. She needed to just go home and relax. She’d spent the entire day worrying about Tyler that she really hadn’t been able to focus all day.
Allison was sitting at home when there was a knock on her door. She figured it was Miranda coming by to check on her. It was seven and the timing matched up perfectly to when Miranda would be getting home. She answered the door and was surprised to see that it was Tyler. He was standing there with a bouquet of roses.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
“Can I come in?” Tyler asked.
Allison moved away from the door to let him in. She had no idea what to expect from him and there was an awkward silence that followed. She sat on her couch and Tyler followed suit.
“I’m sorry about last night. I know you’re upset – “
Allison cut him off “you have no idea.”
“You’re right. I don’t.” He said. “So please, tell me what went wrong?”
“You couldn’t even make five minutes for me, Tyler. Everything is always about your work now, and honestly, I’m growing tired of it. We never have any time for our selves anymore. You push me to the side. I get that business is important, but I’m just looking for thirty minutes that’s it.” She felt satisfied with her response.
Tyler sat still for a few minutes. “What do you want from me?” He asked.
“Tell me.” He said.
Allison wasn’t sure what to tell him. obviously, he wasn’t listening to her. Would he really listen when she told him that she wanted more? She figured not.
“I can’t fix this if I don’t know what the problem is,” Tyler said.
Allison shrugged again, unable to really talk to him.
“Please just tell me. I can’t read your mind, Allison.” Tyler said.
“It’s a lot. You’re so busy with work and our relationship is still in the same spot it was a year ago. I want more. Tyler.” A tear fell from her eye.
Tyler didn’t speak. He knew she was right and had been expecting it.
“Allison,” he began, “If you would have been more patient you would have gotten the proposal you deserved.”
Allison was confused. “What?” She asked.
Tyler got on his knee. “I don’t have the ring with me as I was waiting until next month. I didn’t want this to be too cliche and close to valentine’s day. But I want to spend my life with you. I want to marry you. I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, but I want you to know that you’re the first thing I think of every god-damn morning and the last thing I think of at night. I love you, Allison.” He said.
Allison didn’t know what to do. She froze.
“Wow. Please say something. Because this is what I was afraid of.” Tyler said.
Allison grabbed Tyler’s face in both of her hands and brought it to her face. Their mouths crashed into one another and she couldn’t hold back.
“Yes.” She breathed as she came up for air before continuing to make out with him, hard. She wanted him so bad and could feel his need growing against her. He pushed and she pushed back, desperately wanting to feel him inside of her.
Tyler’s hands went to her waist and he gripped her hard before trailing his kisses down her neck. He could taste her perfume, but he didn’t care, he was far too horny to think of anything else. He wanted to feel her tight pussy gripping his cock. He wanted to cum inside of his fiance.
They quickly undressed each other. Even though they were on her couch and not her bed. Neither of them cared as he laid down on the couch. She climbed on top of him, taking his cock, gripping it in her hand and shoving it deep inside of her. She moved her body taking him inch by inch. He spread her perfect pussy apart and moaned as he hit the back of her. He was so deep and she was rolling her body and grinding her hips on him.
It was driving both of them wild.
“I fucking love you so much.” Tyler moaned and gripped her hips, his nails digging into her hips.
She bit her lip and ground down on him harder. She felt both her clit and gspot getting stimulated and it was almost too much. She didn’t want to cum so soon, but she couldn’t help it. She rode his cock, hard. She leaned down, gripped his shoulders with her hands and rode him harder than ever before.
They both equally liked the sound of it and couldn’t get enough of it.
“Are you gonna cum for me?” Tyler moaned, hoping her answer was yes because he was far too close to let this go on much longer.
She nodded her head, unable to speak because the pleasure took hold of her.
“Cum for me.” He demanded from her as he gripped her harder. He wanted her to cum on him. He was a giver and wanted to do nothing but give her orgasms for the rest of her life.
“I’m gonna fucking cum.” She moaned and gripped her tits. He loved when she did that. She played with her nipples, twisting them hard and causing more pleasure to rush through her. She wanted to cum so bad. She got closer and closer until suddenly she was cumming. She was cumming harder than she’d ever cum in her life and she couldn’t handle it.
“That’s right. Cum for me baby.” He said and used her hips to guide her through the rest of her pleasure before his own hard cock erupted and he shot his load deep inside of her.
They moaned and rode out the rest of their orgasms together before she collapsed on the bed next to him. Neither of them spoke. Each was thinking about the amazing, yet quick, fuck they’d just had.
“That was amazing,” Tyler mumbled and kissed Allison’s head.
She kissed him back and agreed, “every time with you is amazing.” She sleepily mumbled back.
Allison and Tyler drifted off to sleep each dreaming of their wedding day. Both had different ideas of how it would go down, but it had the same result and both felt happy and content as sleep gripped them.