With Andre

Selvia sighed heavily as she applied a vibrant red lipstick to her lips. She needed to look her best to captivate Bobby's heart, Andre's colleague.

"How can I make Bobby interested in me?" Selvia wondered.

"Andre's friend must be wealthy. I need to convince Bobby to get the biggest insurance policy, but what if he touches me? Should I refuse, or what? I don't want to be labeled cheap."

"Ugh, I'll just do my best. I'm just making myself dizzy thinking about it."

Selvia glanced at her watch; there was still an hour before 9 o'clock. She hurried to Central Karaoke, not wanting to be late. When she arrived, she felt hesitant, a sense of fear creeping into her mind.

"I can do this, I have to be brave," Selvia encouraged herself.

Selvia called Andre.

"Just go into room 9," Andre said before Selvia could say anything.

Selvia looked at her phone, wondering how he knew she was already at Central Karaoke. With confident steps, she headed to room 9. When she opened the door, there were three men, one of them Andre, with several women. Selvia tried to smile, even though she felt unsure of herself.

"You must be Selvia, come in," Bobby said.

"Thank you," Selvia replied.

"I'm Bobby, Andre's friend."

"Yes, Mr. Bobby. I'm sorry to disturb your time."

"Not at all. Come on, sit here next to me, don't just stand there."

"O-okay," Selvia stammered. Bobby pulled Selvia to sit beside him.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Orange juice, please."

"Wow, that's a kid's drink. Come on, drink what we have here," Bobby said, then placed his hand on Selvia's thigh.

Bobby's hand on Selvia's thigh made her uncomfortable. She wanted to remove it, but she was worried that Bobby wouldn't want the insurance. She just kept quiet, enduring the unpleasant treatment from Bobby. Andre watched what was happening in front of him, he saw Selvia's uncomfortable expression.

"Excuse me, sir, I'll go to the restroom," Selvia said, standing up.

Selvia went to the restroom outside the karaoke room as quickly as possible. On her way to the restroom, she held back her tears from falling onto her cheeks, her heart felt heavy.

"Is it this hard to make money that I have to act cheap like that?" she said, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Andre just kept quiet seeing me being treated like that. That means he really doesn't like me." Selvia was shocked when she came out of the restroom Andre was there.

Andre approached her and touched her neck.

"You enjoyed what Bobby did to you?" Andre said angrily.

"What are you doing? It hurts, Andre, you're choking me," Selvia said in pain.

"Do you want Bobby to touch you like this?" Andre's hand touched Selvia's breast. Andre leaned his head to Selvia's neck, kissing it, his hand roughly squeezing her breast.

"Andre, don't do this, it hurts."

Andre ignored Selvia's words, he continued to caress her neck with his tongue.

"You like being treated roughly, Sel," Andre whispered in Selvia's ear, then his tongue touched her ear.

Andre grabbed Selvia's jaw roughly and kissed her lips. Selvia was very surprised that Andre kissed her lips, and she returned Andre's kiss. They kissed each other passionately, ignoring that someone would be hurt by what they were doing.

"I want to have you, Sel," Andre said, filled with desire.

"Me too, Andre. I want to be yours."

Andre looked at Selvia sharply, observing her beautiful face with sad eyes.

"Let's go to a hotel." Andre pulled Selvia's hand out of Central Karaoke.

It didn't take long for Selvia and Andre to be in a 5-star hotel. Selvia looked at Andre with a gaze shrouded in lust, as did Andre, who looked at Selvia with a desire to possess her.

"Andre, I feel bad for Diandra," Selvia said.

"Don't mention her name when we're together," Andre said, holding Selvia's face.

Andre kissed Selvia lips, and Selvia returned every kiss from Andre. The woman enjoyed every stimulation Andre gave her. Andre took her to bed, kissing her body gently, sometimes with small bites.

Selvia really enjoyed every gentle caress of Andre's tongue, not long after, she was already on top of Andre. They moaned together, sharing

pleasure in the hotel room that became a silent witness to their affair.