The Contracted Stripper

Take it easy, Ryan. I’ll take you home,” Bella said, helping him to his feet.

She guided him to her car, his steps unsteady. As she drove, Ryan mumbled gibberishly.

“Iris… I need… to be home…”

“Don’t worry, Ryan. I’m taking care of you,” Bella said, her voice smooth and reassuring a smile could be seen plastered on her face.

They arrived at Bella’s house. She helped him inside, guiding him to her bedroom.

She was elated, finally getting what she wanted. Ryan was too intoxicated to resist.

Bella quickly showered and changed into a sexy nightie. She returned to find Ryan barely conscious on her bed. She carefully undressed him, taking a moment to admire his physique.

Then, she lay down beside him, snapping a few pictures with her phone to capture the moment. As she lay next to him, a satisfied smile spread across her face.

She finally had Ryan where she wanted him. Now, all she needed was for him to wake up and realize what had happened.

Bella lay back on the pillows, a satisfied smirk on her face. The previous night had gone exactly as she had planned.

She had made sure that Ryan had released everything inside her, knowing the implications. As dawn broke, she slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Ryan, and prepared a tray of breakfast, eggs, toast, and freshly squeezed orange juice.

She placed the tray on the nightstand and sat back, waiting for him to wake up.

Ryan stirred, his eyes blinking open to the unfamiliar surroundings.

Panic set in as he jerked upright, scanning the room. “What is going on here?” he demanded.

Bella turned, her smile widening. “Hi honey, you’re awake! I made you breakfast. Sit up so you can eat.

“Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “What am I doing here, Bella?”

“Oh, come on, Ryan,” Bella purred. “We had a wonderful night together. I didn’t know you were this good in bed… Oh gosh, I have been missing out. You’re a bad, bad boy,” she added, rubbing his chest as she bit her lip seductively.

Ryan recoiled, pushing her hands off his chest. “What have you done?” he yelled.

Bella’s smile faded slightly, but she kept her composure. “I didn’t do anything, Ryan. We just had a great time together. Can’t you see? You enjoyed every bit of it last night.

You kept screaming my name.”

“Oh, Bella, Bella, Bella, what have you done?” Ryan ground his teeth his voice filled with devastation as he grabbed her neck, almost strangling her.

Bella gasped, struggling to breathe. “I only did what should have been done long ago, Ryan.”Realizing what he was doing, Ryan released her and stumbled out of bed, quickly picking up his clothes and getting dressed.

Without another word, he stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him. Moments later, he returned, his face a mask of fury. “Let this stay between us. I hope you understand,” he growled before leaving again.

As Ryan drove home, his mind was a whirlwind of regret and anger. He cursed himself for ever picking up Bella’s call, for going to dinner with her.

He felt an overwhelming sense of guilt, though he wasn’t sure why.

When he finally reached home, he headed straight for his room but collided with Iris in the hallway.” Are you blind? Didn’t you see me coming?” he barked, not waiting for a reply as he pushed past her and stormed into his room.

Iris stood there, stunned and worried. She had tried reaching out to him since the previous day, but his number hadn’t connected.

He hadn’t called or returned her messages, and now he appeared this morning, full of rage.

What had happened? Shaking her head, Iris continued to her room from the kitchen, her thoughts swirling.

She saw missed calls on her phone and checked to find they were from Skylar. Her heart skipped a beat.

Why had Skylar called? Was everything alright? She dialed Skylar’s number, her hands trembling as she paced her room. Skylar picked up on the third ring.

“Hey, Iris. I was starting to think you were avoiding me.”

“Skylar, what’s going on? Why did you call? How is Mum?” Iris asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Skylar sighed. “I just wanted to check in on you. It’s been a while since we last talked, and I was worried, Mum is fine, she always asks after you but I tell her you are always busy with work and all of that”.

How are you holding up?”Iris let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. “I’m okay, I guess. Things have been… complicated.”

“Complicated how?” Skylar’s tone was gentle but probing.”Ryan has been acting strange. He didn’t come home last night, and when he did this morning, he was furious. I don’t know what’s going on,” Iris confessed.

Skylar paused before speaking again. “Do you think it has anything to do with work?”Iris’s heart sank. “Work?”

“I don’t know. I just have a feeling. You should talk to Ryan,” Skylar suggested.

Iris nodded, even though Skylar couldn’t see her. “I’ll try. Thanks, Sky. I needed this.”

“Anytime, Iris. Take care of yourself, okay?”

“I will. Bye, Sky.”

Meanwhile, Iris was still waiting for a response from Bain Fashion House.

Her phone buzzed, and she saw an email notification. With bated breath, she opened it.”Congratulations, Ms. Parker. We are pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted.

Please contact us to schedule an interview.”Iris’s heart soared. This was the break she had been hoping for. She quickly dialed the number provided, arranging an interview for the following week.

When Ryan finally came out of his room, he found Iris in the living room, a broad smile on her face. “Ryan! Guess what? I got an interview with Bain Fashion House!”

“That’s great, Iris,” Ryan said, forcing a smile, though his mind was still clouded with the events of the previous night.

“I know, right? This could be the start of something amazing,” Iris said, her excitement palpable.

Ryan nodded, trying to push his guilt aside. “I’m happy for you, Iris”.

“Ryan, are you okay?” Iris asked with a concerned look.

“Yeah I’m fine, but work stress that all”. He replied.

Ryan went into the kitchen came out and headed back to his room.

He sat on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands. The events of the previous night played over and over in his mind.

How had he let this happen? The guilt gnawed at him, making it hard to think straight.

A soft knock on the door brought him back to reality.”Ryan? Can we talk?” Iris’s voice was tentative.

He looked up, his expression hardening. “What do you want, Iris?”

“I just want to understand what’s going on. You’ve been acting strange, and I don’t know why,” she said, stepping into the room.

Ryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s nothing you need to worry about.”

“How can you say that? You’re my husband, Ryan. If something is bothering you, it bothers me too,” Iris said, her voice breaking slightly.

Iris sat close to him and held his hands into hers as she gave them a light squeeze, she drew her face closer to his and looked into his eyes.

Ryan tried to avoid her gaze but she held his face still.

“I know what is going on,” she said.

“You do”? Ryan asked, obviously scared.

“Well, it’s not my fault and…”

“Shhhhhhh, Iris silenced him by placing a finger on his lips, it’s okay I understand”. She said.

Ryan got lost looking at her eyes as they drew close to each other and could feel their breath on each other, their lips crashed on each other as the drive was passionate, hungrily devouring each other’s lips.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

It grew so intense that their clothes began flying around the room, as they took it to the next phase on the bed, skin to skin causing a spark between them, his touch was intense, and her body was divine.

He planted soft and tender kisses on her neck, and he munched a little on her earlobe, causing a moan from her. “Arhhhhhh, ohhh”.

He trailed the kisses down to her belly button, he cupped her breast as she placed his mouth on it, sucking it, he took his mouth to the second and continued sucking.

He placed his fingers on the entrance of her pussy and felt wetness, she was already dripping off her juice, with his cock already set to penetrate, he dug into her, and Iris felt the pleasure as she held the sheet in a tight fist.

Ryan’s thrust this time was slow and intense, full of passion and pleasure,

The magic between them was unexplainable, no one knew their bodies better, it wasn’t the first sex but they had the best time of their life.