The Deal 2: Hell on Earth [Missing Chapter 13]

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I was in the shower when Vic came home. He was late, and usually I'd wait for him to come home to see if he wanted to screw around, but today I got bored of waiting and decided to have a shower. When he opened the bathroom door I jumped in surprise because I didn't hear the front door closing.

"Uh, hey." I said, oddly nervous. You would think I'd be used to being around him by now.

"Hey." He replied.

He was wearing a tie today, and boy did he look good in a tie. He loosened it around his neck as he stepped towards me.

"You're late tonight. I mean, not that there's anything wrong with that. You can do whatever you want to do. I didn't mean to sound like I was...um, expecting you to be home?" I said, but it was more like a question.

I swallowed hard. He didn't say anything, and when he didn't say anything was when he was the most intimidating. I couldn't gauge whether he was in a bad mood or a lustful one. He was hard to read sometimes, and there I was with my hands squeezing around a soapy sponge, frozen in place as I waited to see what he'd do.

"My boss needed everyone to stay back for a meeting." He finally spoke.

"Oh."

"Oh." He mimicked me. He was making fun of me.

I relaxed a little and went on washing myself. He was getting undressed, not taking his eyes off of me. That answered the question of what kind of mood he was in. I had been in the same mood all day so I was admittedly a little disappointed when he didn't come home at his usual time. I had a feeling he was about to make up for it though.

Vic took his clothes off and left them crumpled up on the floor, which was unlike his neat freak nature I had seen glimpses of this past week and a half. I stood there under the running water, acting normal as he got in the shower behind me.

"It's been a really...really long day." He said.

His hands were on my shoulders, lightly massaging them. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. That felt so relaxing. I could have stood there for hours letting him do that, but of course he had other plans. He put one arm around my neck, pulling me back against him. He kissed behind my ear before biting it playfully. His other hand reached in front of me and palmed my dick.

"What'd you do today?" He asked.

"Um..." I paused, too side-tracked by what he was doing to give a proper response, "Went to, uh...walk. Went for a walk."

"Where'd you go?" He asked.

"The park." I told him.

"How fascinating." He murmured.

He was clearly not that interested in what I was saying, which only made me want to make him interested. I thought about what I could say, and when I came up with something I almost didn't want to say it because it would get me into trouble, but at the same time that was the exact reason I needed to say it.

"Yeah, it was. I met this cute guy." I told him. It was a lie.

In a heartbeat Vic spun me around and pressed me against the cool tile wall. His eyes pierced into mine with a menacing glare. That was the exact response I wanted.

"What's wrong?" I asked innocently.

I went to touch him but he grabbed my wrists, both of them, and pinned them to the wall above my head. I dropped the soapy sponge on the bathtub floor.

"What cute guy?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Just this guy." I shrugged.

"How did you meet him?" He asked quickly.