Eyes on Me

Eyes on Me

Sometimes life is easy on her, she'd go to work on her car. A Black Gallant given that she bought from her hard earned cash for working as a contractor on this construction firm that built most houses in Makati and other exclusive subdivisions and villages around the Metro. There wouldn't be any traffic jam along EDSA even the loud noises from the blaring car horns of A-Hole male chauvinistic drivers Those guys that think that they are the king of the road composed of taxi drivers, PUV drivers like jeepney and the communal bus but most of all those drivers that drive SUV's and sports cars are the ones that displays the most arrogant behaviour of all.

Due to license plate coding which is for her is every Fridays, yeah it is so unfortunate of her to have her plate scheduled this way. Seriously on a Friday, who'd be glad to have that? Friday is when all the fun starts but not today. She needs to grab a taxi if she's lucky enough but most of the time she is not that lucky, she needs to walk to the nearest waiting shed from her apartment. A two-storey type that has glass doors that is always lock and blinds to cover the sun and as if she's hiding from the outside world she has drapes and curtains too.

And today isn't an exception...

She doesn't like being looked upon; she learned it early on in her life. When her body started to mature, she began to lose he baby fats. Later on her legs began to lengthen and take shape. Her face began to lighten and gone were her pimples and freckles. Her breast began to go plump and bigger and she started to have the curves for all the right places that is when guys look at her with such gusto and most of them reeking with lust.

This is one of those days, she just wished that the jeepney would come by now. She look across the street, she needs to re-adjust her glasses for everything looks blurry. She saw this smug looking guy with an unshaven face looking at her while he is touching his crotch. He beamed at her, she just looked at her watch and sigh. That's when the jeepney stopped by, as she sit she pulled her skirt and gently place her hand bag in front of her to hide those that shouldn't be seen. She pulled out her wallet and pay the driver, there's this guy inches away from her that took the twenty-peso bill. He beamed at her and touched her soft fingers, she felt his rough hand as he sensually brush his hands unto her. She cringed and quickly pulled her hand away. She's right in front of her office building now, as she went down the vehicle she feels their eyes on her. Looking at her tight butt, each stare feels like a big hand spanking her and commanding her to cry as loud as she can while they do it.

She went inside the building as the guard check out her bag, she felt like he is checking up on her boobs. She can feel the intensity of his eyes as he stared at her, penetrating from her black blazer, her white blouse and her lacy black strapless bra. She can feel his eyes brushing on her pink nipples and it started to harden. Her face flustered, she pull her hand bag as if to protect her and hug it as tightly as she could while she's running for the elevator.

She pressed five for her office is in the fifth floor and as the door started to close there's a big calloused hand that tried to stop it. Then there is this hunky clean shaven guy with a tattoo on his left arm. A tribal tattoo which somewhat look foreign on his sun kissed well sculpted body. He is breathing heavily as he lean on the other side of the elevator room. She didn't look at him as the door closed but she can still hear him panting. She can feel his eyes staring at her, slowly unzipping her skirt from behind her. She can feel his heavy breathing on the back of her neck. His hands slowly moving, searching for her sweet spot, slowly and gently caressing her and then the door opened and she hurriedly run and leave the man inside the elevator never wanting to look back. He didn't even notice that she already left, he is too busy reading messages from his smartphone. He put on his earphones and pressed the button to close the elevator door.

The night is still young; the sky is just still fading away. As the darkness begin to hug the city lights. Another life started to rise, the colourful signage of resto-bars and other establishments like twenty-four hours coffee shops and music lounges. Traffic is starting to build up, it is like all roads leads to gimmick places like Metrowalk, Greenbelt and Bonifacio Global City.

While everyone is on their way to party and have fun, she's still in front of her computer typing and editing her weekly reports. Her unkempt hair started to get frizzy, she's on her third cup of coffee since her lunch break. She didn't eat outside for she's too busy with her work.

Twelve midnight, everyone is having a blast, a girl is standing next in front of the washroom mirror. She just slipped on her red sexy dress, a dress that displays all her curves from the right places. It is too short which screams to the world and everyone that would see that she's slutty, come and fuck me baby. She started brushing her unkempt hair, put on some hair product to make it shine. She put on a red lipstick and pout as she put on her make up. She removed her eyeglasses, and sprayed her melon cucumber mist perfume. She put on her trip wire bracelet pull it and with a steely eye she started to grin impishly. With her deadly four-inch heels and her clutch bag she strut her way out of the restroom, when everyone else's day is starting to end her day is just starting...

She went inside this smoky and noisy bar, all the people were rowdy and looks like they've had enough. She chose the seat near the bar tender, she ordered a non-alcoholic margarita and sip on it slowly. She looked around, eager to see what these party animals are up to, she saw this slutty looking girl French-kissing what looks like her boyfriend. They were touching each other like there's no tomorrow. In the middle of the dance floor were college students enjoying the weekend after a stressful school week.

There were guys who look at her way but she just whisked them away with her stare, some started to make conversation but she acted like she is bored. There were some who offered to buy her a drink but she refused, there's this guy who lean on her and whispered something. She just laughed it off and whispered back, he just went away and leave her alone afterwards.

A hunky clean shaven guy caught her attention, she then stand up and left her seat. She even dropped some cash for the bartender to keep. She have her eyes on him now, she slowly weaved her way against the crowd. She danced to the music that is playing, moved from one dance partner to another. Touching and pressing against each other's body. She beckoned the guy to dance with her he is pleased to do so. He swept her away and dirty danced with her. He is too much for her to handle and he likes it, he like the warmth that her body gives when his well sculpted body touched her every curve. He started to move closer, his lips on her ears. He can even smell her perfume and he likes it. The smell of melon and cucumber drives him crazy; he wanted to touch her as much as he can. He can't contain himself anymore and so he whispered to her and she just nodded.

They were in the parking lot now, away from the noise that the blaring music of the bar. It's just them, all sweaty and panting from dancing and drinking. He told her if he met her before for she looks familiar, she just laughed it off and told him that she's just new in town. That she just came back from New York, he bought it anyway. He then opened his car and pushed her inside, he started kissing her on her lips, her neck even her ears.

He is too caught up and he is so in to her. His hands started to move under her dress. He pulled on her black lacy underwear. He smelled it and grin at her, I'll make you feel good tonight. She just kiss his tattooed arm and unbutton his polo, he kissed her while he is touching his breasts. Her nipples started to harden with each touch; he cupped her breasts and kissed her passionately. "You are so hot, I will fuck you so hard that you will wish that I will fuck you every day," he snarled at her.

She started to unzipped his pants and gently touch his manhood. It's so hard and big, she can't contain it within her hands. He then spread her legs as he looked on her tight clean shaven pussy he smiled, she then put her hands on his face and guide him to look on her. "Eyes on me," she whispered as he started to trust his manhood inside her wet tightness. "Eyes on me," she whispered again as he obliged. I want to see your eyes while you are fucking me, she requested as she wrapped her hands on his neck. He smiled crazily for she's too good at it, each trust he can feel her tightness sucking him in, as he is reaching his climax she suddenly pull the other end of her trip wire bracelet and pull as hard as she could. "Eyes on me," she whispered again with those steely eyes of her watching as his eyes started to turn cold and lifeless too far from the eyes he had minutes ago, burning in desire and lust.

The day is over for me today; she burned her dress and started to shower. She's crying with disgust and her body started to turn red as she scrubbed as hard as she could. She started to dry herself up, pull on the double walling of her apartment room. In her hands is a jar which she placed in one of the shelves just inside the double walled room. She smiled and whispered "Eyes on me..." as she closed the cover of the wall were cold lifeless eyes started to glint from the light coming from the outside. And then everything went dark...

Tonight she can sleep well, one less pair of eyes lurking around and looking from afar...