"Hey, Rey, it's just the two of us in this car. You can do whatever you want with me since I'm feeling a little tipsy," Sheira said as she caressed Rey's lips. Rey, already somewhat intoxicated, found it hard to maintain control. In his mind, he faced a difficult choice—Sheira or his wife.
But, once again, Rey pushed aside his emotions to think logically. "Stop it!" Rey brushed Sheira's hand away and moved away from her.
"Regardless of how I feel about you, I'm still a married man. Don't forget that!" "
But you still love me, don't you, Rey?" Rey chose to look away, ignoring Sheira's question.
"If only I had accepted your feelings back then, maybe I would be the one you're married to now," Sheira said, gazing intently at his face.
"Is it only because you see me successful now that you feel this way? So it's all about material things to you, huh, Sheira?"
"Say what you want, Rey. You crave me. But just know that right now, all I want is you."
"Enough! You're intoxicated. Just tell me your address," Rey insisted.
"I'm so hot... Rey, it's really hot," Sheira responded. Rey began to grow suspicious of her erratic behavior. Sheira stretched her body provocatively, causing Rey to furrow his brow in confusion. The car felt stifling, and Sheira was sweating, creating a strange atmosphere. It seemed like she wanted something.
"I want you..." Sheira moaned, stretching even further and unbuttoning her blouse, exposing her neck and enticing Rey's gaze.
"Please, Sheira, behave yourself!" Rey exclaimed, starting the car but stopping short as Sheira's actions distracted him.
"It's so hot, Rey... I'm not lying," she replied, her demeanor shifting as she expressed her physical desires. What neither Sheira nor Rey realized was that Zeny had slipped a stimulant into Sheira's drink, believing it would play to their advantage. And now Rey was caught in this heated moment.
"Help me, I can't take it anymore..." Rey, a normal man, was tempted, especially with the unacknowledged feelings he had for Sheira. Right now, she appeared even more alluring with her almost perfect features and curves.
"What do you want, Sheira?" Rey asked, feeling increasingly helpless.
"I want you...." Sheira pulled Rey closer, kissing him without hesitation. Overwhelmed, Rey found it impossible to resist; his common sense faded as he surrendered to the craving sparked by Sheira's advances. Caught up in the moment, he closed his eyes and embraced the kiss, while Sheira seemed exhilarated, eventually climbing into his lap. Rey allowed it, and their chemistry intensified, the car heating up further. After a breathless moment, they reluctantly separated, looking into each other's eyes, both panting.
"Do you want to... continue here?" Rey asked softly, his voice sending shivers down Sheira's spine.
"I can't help it, Rey. I want you right now," Sheira replied, gazing at him with longing while caressing his neck.
"Sheira, it's been nine years since I've waited for you. Why come back now that I'm married?"
"Just tell me, do you still love me?" Sheira pleaded, her eyes filled with hope. Rey smiled faintly, a sight Sheira hadn't seen in years.
He pressed a brief kiss to her lips, saying, "I will always love you, Sheira." He felt relieved; he knew that in the morning, she would likely forget all of this, including his words, as she was drunk. For now, he simply wanted to relish this moment together, even if it would be lost to her. Raising her chin, Rey focused on her neck, which had captivated him from the start, leaving kisses along its smooth surface.
"Rey...," Sheira sighed in a sultry voice.
"Yes, Baby?" Sheira lifted his chin and kissed him passionately. Rey responded in kind, and Sheira's hands began exploring, swiftly unbuttoning his shirt and discarding it. Although they were cramped in the car, Sheira found pleasure in the moment.
Rey's exposed chest glistened with sweat, making him appear even more attractive. "Do you like it?" he asked, glancing down at her.
"Yes, I like it," Sheira answered, her shyness evident.
"Are you still a virgin?" Rey asked, curious. Sheira simply nodded.
A wave of happiness washed over Rey; knowing he would be her first felt meaningful. "Okay, it might hurt a little, but it won't last long. I promise you'll enjoy what comes next," Rey said gently, brushing his fingers against her smooth cheeks. Sheira nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation.
-//-
Sheira bit her lower lip, caught in the moment as it unfolded with a soft cry. Rey, wanting to hold on to her, felt that warmth envelop him; he wished to linger there forever. But eventually, he had to pull away from her inviting embrace. Both of them gasping for air, Sheira's beautiful, exhausted face glowed with warmth in the now steamy car. She buried her face into Rey's neck, and silence fell over them, broken only by their heavy breaths.
"Thank you, Sheira," Rey whispered, gently rubbing her shoulder as she murmured softly before surrendering to a peaceful sleep. He held her close amidst the warmth, then reached for his phone to make a call.
"Find out where Sheira lives. Now." After contacting someone to trace Sheira's address, Rey drove her home, making sure to help her get dressed before they left. Leo assisted in carrying Sheira out.
"What happened, sir? Did Sheira faint?" Leo asked, curious. Rey felt a bit awkward about the question but tried to keep his composure.
"Yes, she's just really drunk. I've been trying to get her home," he replied, attempting to downplay the situation.
"Very unfortunate. It's quite unprofessional, given that she's a new employee," Leo remarked, shaking his head.
"Enough. Let's not dwell on it. Just get her home; I need to rest," Rey said, feeling a tinge of annoyance at Leo's comments about Sheira. Yet, he couldn't openly defend her.
"Sure thing, sir." Leo deftly maneuvered Rey's luxury car. Secretly, he remained suspicious, glancing back through the rearview mirror at the sleeping Sheira. Rey caught Leo observing her several times, noting a distinct gaze of curiosity.