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A week had gone by and Selena ghosted Alan for the majority of it. To let off some of her anger, she went out on patrol as the hero, Mamacita. Donning her pink and white suit, she sought out criminal activity and, upon finding it, would apprehend them with much more force than usual. The people noticed and quickly took to social media with it, starting rumors that Mamacita now had a mean streak. Due to this, crime quickly began to die down, leaving Selena with nothing left to do except return home for a shower.
After putting her super suit to wash, she grabbed a fresh towel and made her way to the bathroom. As she went, her thoughts went right back to the encounter she had with Alan, which made her retch in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she'd done such a thing, but it was all made worse by the constant realization that she didn't do her son the service of telling him. No doubt Alan was likely rubbing the fact in Joaquin's face at that very moment. Her guilt was tremendous and as much as she tried to push it to the back of her mind with scalding hot water, it persisted.
Once finished, she stepped out of the shower onto a towel she set down to dry her feet as she dried her hair before the rest of her body. Physically, she was calm and relaxed, but her mind was still focused on her indecency. With a deep sigh, she went to find something relaxing to wear around the house. She found her last clean tanktop and put it on, spotting a pair of tight shorts in the process, making sure to put those on too. After she wrapped her hair in a towel, she grabbed her phone and went down to the living room and took a seat on the couch.
She switched the TV on and began checking her messages, dreading them as she was certain Alan had sent her another message as he had been the entire week.
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy what we did. I'm starting to get angry that ur ignoring my messages. -Alan"
Reading that message sent her off. She was about ready to type a reply, but decided instead to attempt cooling her head as she put the phone down and went to grab some water. Before she could, however, her phone blipped again, this time it was a picture message from Alan. Before continuing, she grabbed her phone again and opened it. Alan's huge, hard cock was in full display. She noted the surroundings and realized he was sending this picture from his job, which meant he was near Joaquin, getting her to finally reply.
"IS MY SON THERE STILL? -Selena"
"Yeah. Thinking about making him work overnight. -Alan"
"Of course I might change my mind if u agree to meet tonite. -Alan"
A feeling of disgust crept up Selena's spine. She'd already felt awful, but now she felt lower than dirt. Essentially, her son's bully was offering to go easy on her boy in exchange for her body as if she were a cheap whore. She didn't have a plan at this point, but she saw red from Alan's message and, without thinking, responded.
"Fine but ONLY if you give him the rest of the day off -Selena"
After sending the message, she instantly felt a deep regret, but at least Joaquin would be able to rest. She at least took comfort knowing her son wouldn't be overworked for the day at least, but there was still the matter of dealing with Alan's attitude.
She normally concealed her powers and abilities when she wasn't in her Mamacita getup, but she seriously considered using her power to expose Alan's deeds as an abusive manager. She slowly realized she distracted herself and checked her phone to see a message that had been received 2 minutes prior.
"Done. The moron just left and now I have nobody to watch the store so I'm closing for the day. C ya soon. -Alan"
Confusion coursed through her mind. "If he closes this early, won't he miss out on sales? He won't get penalized for that?!" she thought to herself as she slid on some sweatpants over her small shorts. "Where are my chanclas?" she thought as she started removing the towel from her head, revealing her dry, but slightly damp hair. She grabbed a nearby brush and fixed her mane as she checked the mirror to make sure she looked alright. Despite her anger, she didn't want to leave the house looking dumpy as she took pride in her appearance. Even her sweatpants were somewhat glamourous; made of smooth silk.
Enough time had passed that Selena heard the front door open. Joaquin was home and he didn't look his happiest, yet he still carried a smile on his face as if hiding his issues from everybody.
"Oh, you're home early mijo," Selena said to her boy as he removed his glasses, laying them on the table next to the couch.
"Yeah, for some reason my boss decided to give me the whole rest of today off. Kinda odd, but I dig it," explained Joaquin as Selena's heart sank into her stomach, remembering exactly why Joaquin was home early.
Swallowing her guilt in front of her son was almost impossible. She couldn't look him directly in the eyes and did everything possible to not tip him off that something was wrong. İstanbul Escort (http://www.escortbayanarkadas.com/) He knew something was up, but he learned to always give his mom the space she needed when she was in distress as she raised him to be mindful of others, like a good mother would. Though, she felt less like a good mother and more like a prostitute at that moment.
"Mom?" Joaquin said to her to get her attention. She still couldn't look at him and hoped he wouldn't demand eye contact. "You look nice today." He complimented with a smile, walking past her to the kitchen, gently patting her shoulder. She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear and smiled, "Thank you, mijo." she said as she took a few steps, coming across her slippers just sitting by the sofa. "They were there that whole time?" she thought to herself before slipping them on, making sure they were snug since they were thong slippers and were very prone to sliding off if she weren't paying attention.
Selena sat down, phone in hand and began massaging her temples; The only thing that was on her mind was just what she was going to do to let Alan know that she wasn't going to play his game. She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Joaquin calling her from the kitchen.
"Hey Ma?" asked the young man, "What are we having for dinner tonight? More take out?"
Realizing she hadn't taken anything out to cook, she shot up, thinking this was ample opportunity to leave, "Yes, baby, more take out tonight. I'll go get it, ok? Did you want to eat anything special?" she asked him.
"Nah, I don't care what ya get and I know Clara won't either...considering she's never home anymore." he jested with her, laughing softly as he gulped down an ice cool bottle of water.
Since she was going out anyway, she'd look less suspicious if she went out under the guise of getting food. The strange thing was, Joaquin was none the wiser. Then again, he was likely happy to be home so early. The sun hadn't even gone down. She made sure to grab the keys to her hover car on her way out. Sure, she could've flown, but she didn't have her suit at the ready and sometimes a relaxing drive was enough to clear her mind. She said goodbye to her son and hopped into the car and took off.
It wasn't going to be a very long drive as Alan lived only 5 blocks away from where she and her family lived, but the less conspicuous, the better. As she drove, she noticed a scratch on both the windshield and the hood. Thinking to herself that somebody vandalized her car, she almost began to curse out loud; She then remembered the scratch was left by a small tussle she had in the area with a major supervillain. As she drove, she noticed her masked face on several billboards with the glowing words, Mamacita's Gonna Deleta Ya, Criminals! That caused maybe the first genuine smile all week to form on Selena's soft features.
"Ay my fans are so fast to have already put that up. I guess that extra aggression put the fear of El Diablo in these criminals." She thought as she stared at the billboards.
She was so focused that she didn't hear another hover car honking at her for going too slow. The driver was a dark haired, blue eyed woman, seemingly in a rush to get somewhere. She was in such a rush that she lightly tapped the rear bumper of Selena's hover car, inciting a rage. They cursed at each other for a few seconds before the young woman sped off, flipping Selena the bird. She returned the gesture before continuing her drive, finally arriving at Alan's apartment building; Alan was standing outside, having a smoke.
Selena landed the car and powered it down, stepped out, and locked the doors before slipping the key into her pocket. Alan strolled up to her, flicking his lit cigarette onto the ground as if he were a high level gangster from a movie.
"Pretty nice car, my mom has one like it." he said to her, making her face scrunch into an angry and annoyed expression. "Hey, don't get mad, Selena, just accept the compliment and give me a kiss." he teased. It took everything in her power to not slap him across the face.
"Oh man, that doesn't look too good," he said as he observed the scratches on the front and the damaged bumper in the back, "What happened?" he asked, showing genuine concern, shocking Selena, but she still remained on guard as he could be being disingenuous.
"Nothing serious," she replied, "Those scratches were already there and the bumper was probably just messed up on the way over here. Some puta was in a rush and gave me a little love tap."
Alan let out a laugh, "Sounds like she really needed to go somewhere. Gah, my mom used to drive like that. She ruined so many cars that she learned how to fix them up and now she works on cars for a living. Funny how that works out, huh?" he said to her, making genuine conversation.
"Yeah..funny." she said, feeling somewhat relaxed, but still not letting her guard down.
"Hey, if you like, you can bring it in to my mom's shop and she'll fix Kadıköy Escort (http://www.escortgirl.info/) it up, good as new. You can even tell her I sent you and she might give you a discount." he offered with a gentle smile.
"Th-thanks..actually that would be helpful, just pass along the address and her information and I'll..set up an appointment." she was very relieved as she'd been meaning to get the scratches fixed, but the bumper situation wasn't something she bargained for, so getting it fixed as soon as possible was definitely on her agenda.
Suddenly, she felt her hand gripped onto by Alan's, making her blush a bit. "Come on, we don't have all day, do we?" Alan urged as he all but tugged her towards the entrance to the building. She complied and followed him, but unlike before, she wasn't exactly acting as she was on that night. While she was appreciative of his kind gesture to get her car fixed, she was still unhappy with his antics. Alan definitely took notice.
He took her into the elevator and as they went up, he decided to grope at her ass, sinking his fingers into the silky sweatpants. "Ahh, I love a nice thick ass~" he whispered. She simply shot him a look and gripped his arm, pulling his hand away. "Whoa, someone's feisty today, you think you'd be a bit happier knowing I cut your prick son some slack for once," Alan said with a snide expression. The elevator doors opened and he grabbed her arm again, pulling her towards his room. It was a long walk for Selena, but him groping her like that nearly set her off, but she couldn't cause a scene in public.
Finally, they arrived at his apartment and the minute the door closed, Alan pushed Selena's back against it and began to kiss on her lips sloppily like an inexperienced teenager. She didn't reciprocate the kiss and instead put her hand on his shoulder, pushing him away at arm's length. At first, he had a look of confusion, but quickly morphed his face into a grin.
"Oh that's cute, you really think I invited you over here for nothing." he snarled at her as he attempted to pin her to the door.
He continued to chastise, staring directly into her eyes, "I closed up early, sent your idiot home early, and you're really going to tell me no right now?"
Selena had enough of his mouth and slapped him in the face so hard that his entire body shifted to the side, freeing her from the wall. As he stumbled back, he touched the area where she slapped and couldn't see very well; his vision was blurred. Still, he kept up his attitude as if begging for another slap.
"W-wow, big bad woman hitting me like that. I didn't give you perm-"
He couldn't even finish his sentence as Selena again slapped him, only this time on his upper arm. It was clear to Alan that he had to regain control somehow, but a part of him was insanely turned on by Selena's assault. The areas where she struck him were warm and stinging, but he seemed to feed off the pain.
"So you think that you can just treat me like a cheap prostitute and insult my son like that over and over again and I won't reprimand you for that?" she said, fighting back her full rage. "Uh uh! Don't ever contact me again and if you keep abusing my son by forcing him to work all these hours all by himself, I'll be sure to tell your supervisor everything and get your ass fired!" Each word made her ball up her fist that much harder; she was trembling from the anger coursing through her body.
Alan simply stood straight again, his hand over his cheek, trying to soothe the pain. He noticed her trembling and held his hand out as if surrendering. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I just thought you were hot and wanted to spend more time with you." he said as he moved his hand from his cheek to his arm. Selena noticed she clearly went easy on him as she didn't leave a noticeable mark. "You hit pretty hard.." he muttered to her.
"Well, you deserved it after the things you've done," she explained, "You can't just insult my son and treat me like that and expect me to just let you get away with it."
He finally stopped rubbing his arm and put his hand back in his pocket as he sat down on his only chair. "Yeah, I guess I got a bit carried away. To be honest, I'm shocked you actually showed up. It's why I thought I could just..keep it going because even after I did what I did, you still came here."
That realization made Selena feel a bit dumb. He was right, she could've just kept ignoring his messages and things would return back to normal; at least that's what she began telling herself. She leaned against the wall, folding her arms.
"I came here to tell you to quit acting like such a jackass to me and my son." she said to him as he stared up at her. "I don't know why you've been treating my son like this, but I want it to stop"
Alan chuckled at her in a playful manner, his expression relaxing, "I'm sorry, I just really see potential in him. The reason I work him so much is because he's my most reliable worker. He always puts more effort than anybody else Ataşehir Escort (http://www.escortgirl.info/) into sales," he went on, "Nobody else works as hard as he does, they're all so lazy and would rather just collect a paycheck instead of actually putting on a friendly face for the customers."
Selena looked at Alan in a much different light after that revelation. His demeanor and the way he talked about Joaquin suddenly shifted and a big part of her felt relieved. It was almost like the two slaps she laid on him gave him some sense.
"Look, if you want to just leave, that's ok, but I hope we can start over because I really think you're a hot woman and I wanna get to know you and..y'know..do what we did." he revealed to her with a sincere smile.
She returned the smile and walked over to him, leaning down to give him a kiss on the cheek. As she did, Alan maneuvered himself enough so she ended up kissing his lips instead of his cheek. This time, however, she reciprocated. They shared a lengthy, but innocent kiss and Selena definitely felt much different about him than before. As she pulled away from him, she softly smiled and rubbed his cheek.
"You have my number. I have to go for now, but keep in touch, ok?" said Selena as she took her hand from his cheek and started towards the door.
As she walked out, Alan paid close attention to her ass as she walked, whistling to himself, "I'll text you later then," he said as she blew him a kiss and walked out.
The moment the door shut, Alan began snickering to himself. "I can't believe that worked," he thought to himself. "Oh well, at least if I put some work in, I'll get to bang her again and who knows, I might get her to ignore "playful banter" about him." He grabbed his phone from his pocket and immediately wrote up a text to Selena, "Miss u already -Alan"
"Does it come off a bit desperate? Sure, but she seems to like believing she's the dominant one judging by those slaps. It doesn't matter, I'll play her game for now." Alan said to himself silently as he leaned back in his chair and noticed the massive bulge that formed in his pants. "What a woman.."
On her way home, Selena grabbed several burgers for dinner. As she drove, she looked at the scratches and remembered her messed up bumper. She then remembered Alan's offer about his mother's shop and made a mental note to check her messages after she got home. She landed into her driveway and hopped out of the car after powering it down, making sure to not forget the food. As she walked into the house, her phone went off.
"Joaquin! Mijo! Dinner time!" shouted Selena as Joaquin emerged from his upstairs room.
"I smell burgers," said Joaquin as he came down the steps, "Thanks for bringing dinner, Ma."
"You're welcome, mijo. Hurry and eat before it gets cold." suggested Selena as she sat down on the sofa, kicking her slippers off and pulling her phone out.
Joaquin sat down next to her and reached for one of the bags and began chowing down. As he ate, Selena scrolled through 3 messages left by Alan.
"Miss u already -Alan"
"Can't wait til ur over here again
After putting her super suit to wash, she grabbed a fresh towel and made her way to the bathroom. As she went, her thoughts went right back to the encounter she had with Alan, which made her retch in embarrassment. She couldn't believe she'd done such a thing, but it was all made worse by the constant realization that she didn't do her son the service of telling him. No doubt Alan was likely rubbing the fact in Joaquin's face at that very moment. Her guilt was tremendous and as much as she tried to push it to the back of her mind with scalding hot water, it persisted.
Once finished, she stepped out of the shower onto a towel she set down to dry her feet as she dried her hair before the rest of her body. Physically, she was calm and relaxed, but her mind was still focused on her indecency. With a deep sigh, she went to find something relaxing to wear around the house. She found her last clean tanktop and put it on, spotting a pair of tight shorts in the process, making sure to put those on too. After she wrapped her hair in a towel, she grabbed her phone and went down to the living room and took a seat on the couch.
She switched the TV on and began checking her messages, dreading them as she was certain Alan had sent her another message as he had been the entire week.
"Don't act like you didn't enjoy what we did. I'm starting to get angry that ur ignoring my messages. -Alan"
Reading that message sent her off. She was about ready to type a reply, but decided instead to attempt cooling her head as she put the phone down and went to grab some water. Before she could, however, her phone blipped again, this time it was a picture message from Alan. Before continuing, she grabbed her phone again and opened it. Alan's huge, hard cock was in full display. She noted the surroundings and realized he was sending this picture from his job, which meant he was near Joaquin, getting her to finally reply.
"IS MY SON THERE STILL? -Selena"
"Yeah. Thinking about making him work overnight. -Alan"
"Of course I might change my mind if u agree to meet tonite. -Alan"
A feeling of disgust crept up Selena's spine. She'd already felt awful, but now she felt lower than dirt. Essentially, her son's bully was offering to go easy on her boy in exchange for her body as if she were a cheap whore. She didn't have a plan at this point, but she saw red from Alan's message and, without thinking, responded.
"Fine but ONLY if you give him the rest of the day off -Selena"
After sending the message, she instantly felt a deep regret, but at least Joaquin would be able to rest. She at least took comfort knowing her son wouldn't be overworked for the day at least, but there was still the matter of dealing with Alan's attitude.
She normally concealed her powers and abilities when she wasn't in her Mamacita getup, but she seriously considered using her power to expose Alan's deeds as an abusive manager. She slowly realized she distracted herself and checked her phone to see a message that had been received 2 minutes prior.
"Done. The moron just left and now I have nobody to watch the store so I'm closing for the day. C ya soon. -Alan"
Confusion coursed through her mind. "If he closes this early, won't he miss out on sales? He won't get penalized for that?!" she thought to herself as she slid on some sweatpants over her small shorts. "Where are my chanclas?" she thought as she started removing the towel from her head, revealing her dry, but slightly damp hair. She grabbed a nearby brush and fixed her mane as she checked the mirror to make sure she looked alright. Despite her anger, she didn't want to leave the house looking dumpy as she took pride in her appearance. Even her sweatpants were somewhat glamourous; made of smooth silk.
Enough time had passed that Selena heard the front door open. Joaquin was home and he didn't look his happiest, yet he still carried a smile on his face as if hiding his issues from everybody.
"Oh, you're home early mijo," Selena said to her boy as he removed his glasses, laying them on the table next to the couch.
"Yeah, for some reason my boss decided to give me the whole rest of today off. Kinda odd, but I dig it," explained Joaquin as Selena's heart sank into her stomach, remembering exactly why Joaquin was home early.
Swallowing her guilt in front of her son was almost impossible. She couldn't look him directly in the eyes and did everything possible to not tip him off that something was wrong. İstanbul Escort (http://www.escortbayanarkadas.com/) He knew something was up, but he learned to always give his mom the space she needed when she was in distress as she raised him to be mindful of others, like a good mother would. Though, she felt less like a good mother and more like a prostitute at that moment.
"Mom?" Joaquin said to her to get her attention. She still couldn't look at him and hoped he wouldn't demand eye contact. "You look nice today." He complimented with a smile, walking past her to the kitchen, gently patting her shoulder. She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear and smiled, "Thank you, mijo." she said as she took a few steps, coming across her slippers just sitting by the sofa. "They were there that whole time?" she thought to herself before slipping them on, making sure they were snug since they were thong slippers and were very prone to sliding off if she weren't paying attention.
Selena sat down, phone in hand and began massaging her temples; The only thing that was on her mind was just what she was going to do to let Alan know that she wasn't going to play his game. She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Joaquin calling her from the kitchen.
"Hey Ma?" asked the young man, "What are we having for dinner tonight? More take out?"
Realizing she hadn't taken anything out to cook, she shot up, thinking this was ample opportunity to leave, "Yes, baby, more take out tonight. I'll go get it, ok? Did you want to eat anything special?" she asked him.
"Nah, I don't care what ya get and I know Clara won't either...considering she's never home anymore." he jested with her, laughing softly as he gulped down an ice cool bottle of water.
Since she was going out anyway, she'd look less suspicious if she went out under the guise of getting food. The strange thing was, Joaquin was none the wiser. Then again, he was likely happy to be home so early. The sun hadn't even gone down. She made sure to grab the keys to her hover car on her way out. Sure, she could've flown, but she didn't have her suit at the ready and sometimes a relaxing drive was enough to clear her mind. She said goodbye to her son and hopped into the car and took off.
It wasn't going to be a very long drive as Alan lived only 5 blocks away from where she and her family lived, but the less conspicuous, the better. As she drove, she noticed a scratch on both the windshield and the hood. Thinking to herself that somebody vandalized her car, she almost began to curse out loud; She then remembered the scratch was left by a small tussle she had in the area with a major supervillain. As she drove, she noticed her masked face on several billboards with the glowing words, Mamacita's Gonna Deleta Ya, Criminals! That caused maybe the first genuine smile all week to form on Selena's soft features.
"Ay my fans are so fast to have already put that up. I guess that extra aggression put the fear of El Diablo in these criminals." She thought as she stared at the billboards.
She was so focused that she didn't hear another hover car honking at her for going too slow. The driver was a dark haired, blue eyed woman, seemingly in a rush to get somewhere. She was in such a rush that she lightly tapped the rear bumper of Selena's hover car, inciting a rage. They cursed at each other for a few seconds before the young woman sped off, flipping Selena the bird. She returned the gesture before continuing her drive, finally arriving at Alan's apartment building; Alan was standing outside, having a smoke.
Selena landed the car and powered it down, stepped out, and locked the doors before slipping the key into her pocket. Alan strolled up to her, flicking his lit cigarette onto the ground as if he were a high level gangster from a movie.
"Pretty nice car, my mom has one like it." he said to her, making her face scrunch into an angry and annoyed expression. "Hey, don't get mad, Selena, just accept the compliment and give me a kiss." he teased. It took everything in her power to not slap him across the face.
"Oh man, that doesn't look too good," he said as he observed the scratches on the front and the damaged bumper in the back, "What happened?" he asked, showing genuine concern, shocking Selena, but she still remained on guard as he could be being disingenuous.
"Nothing serious," she replied, "Those scratches were already there and the bumper was probably just messed up on the way over here. Some puta was in a rush and gave me a little love tap."
Alan let out a laugh, "Sounds like she really needed to go somewhere. Gah, my mom used to drive like that. She ruined so many cars that she learned how to fix them up and now she works on cars for a living. Funny how that works out, huh?" he said to her, making genuine conversation.
"Yeah..funny." she said, feeling somewhat relaxed, but still not letting her guard down.
"Hey, if you like, you can bring it in to my mom's shop and she'll fix Kadıköy Escort (http://www.escortgirl.info/) it up, good as new. You can even tell her I sent you and she might give you a discount." he offered with a gentle smile.
"Th-thanks..actually that would be helpful, just pass along the address and her information and I'll..set up an appointment." she was very relieved as she'd been meaning to get the scratches fixed, but the bumper situation wasn't something she bargained for, so getting it fixed as soon as possible was definitely on her agenda.
Suddenly, she felt her hand gripped onto by Alan's, making her blush a bit. "Come on, we don't have all day, do we?" Alan urged as he all but tugged her towards the entrance to the building. She complied and followed him, but unlike before, she wasn't exactly acting as she was on that night. While she was appreciative of his kind gesture to get her car fixed, she was still unhappy with his antics. Alan definitely took notice.
He took her into the elevator and as they went up, he decided to grope at her ass, sinking his fingers into the silky sweatpants. "Ahh, I love a nice thick ass~" he whispered. She simply shot him a look and gripped his arm, pulling his hand away. "Whoa, someone's feisty today, you think you'd be a bit happier knowing I cut your prick son some slack for once," Alan said with a snide expression. The elevator doors opened and he grabbed her arm again, pulling her towards his room. It was a long walk for Selena, but him groping her like that nearly set her off, but she couldn't cause a scene in public.
Finally, they arrived at his apartment and the minute the door closed, Alan pushed Selena's back against it and began to kiss on her lips sloppily like an inexperienced teenager. She didn't reciprocate the kiss and instead put her hand on his shoulder, pushing him away at arm's length. At first, he had a look of confusion, but quickly morphed his face into a grin.
"Oh that's cute, you really think I invited you over here for nothing." he snarled at her as he attempted to pin her to the door.
He continued to chastise, staring directly into her eyes, "I closed up early, sent your idiot home early, and you're really going to tell me no right now?"
Selena had enough of his mouth and slapped him in the face so hard that his entire body shifted to the side, freeing her from the wall. As he stumbled back, he touched the area where she slapped and couldn't see very well; his vision was blurred. Still, he kept up his attitude as if begging for another slap.
"W-wow, big bad woman hitting me like that. I didn't give you perm-"
He couldn't even finish his sentence as Selena again slapped him, only this time on his upper arm. It was clear to Alan that he had to regain control somehow, but a part of him was insanely turned on by Selena's assault. The areas where she struck him were warm and stinging, but he seemed to feed off the pain.
"So you think that you can just treat me like a cheap prostitute and insult my son like that over and over again and I won't reprimand you for that?" she said, fighting back her full rage. "Uh uh! Don't ever contact me again and if you keep abusing my son by forcing him to work all these hours all by himself, I'll be sure to tell your supervisor everything and get your ass fired!" Each word made her ball up her fist that much harder; she was trembling from the anger coursing through her body.
Alan simply stood straight again, his hand over his cheek, trying to soothe the pain. He noticed her trembling and held his hand out as if surrendering. "Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I just thought you were hot and wanted to spend more time with you." he said as he moved his hand from his cheek to his arm. Selena noticed she clearly went easy on him as she didn't leave a noticeable mark. "You hit pretty hard.." he muttered to her.
"Well, you deserved it after the things you've done," she explained, "You can't just insult my son and treat me like that and expect me to just let you get away with it."
He finally stopped rubbing his arm and put his hand back in his pocket as he sat down on his only chair. "Yeah, I guess I got a bit carried away. To be honest, I'm shocked you actually showed up. It's why I thought I could just..keep it going because even after I did what I did, you still came here."
That realization made Selena feel a bit dumb. He was right, she could've just kept ignoring his messages and things would return back to normal; at least that's what she began telling herself. She leaned against the wall, folding her arms.
"I came here to tell you to quit acting like such a jackass to me and my son." she said to him as he stared up at her. "I don't know why you've been treating my son like this, but I want it to stop"
Alan chuckled at her in a playful manner, his expression relaxing, "I'm sorry, I just really see potential in him. The reason I work him so much is because he's my most reliable worker. He always puts more effort than anybody else Ataşehir Escort (http://www.escortgirl.info/) into sales," he went on, "Nobody else works as hard as he does, they're all so lazy and would rather just collect a paycheck instead of actually putting on a friendly face for the customers."
Selena looked at Alan in a much different light after that revelation. His demeanor and the way he talked about Joaquin suddenly shifted and a big part of her felt relieved. It was almost like the two slaps she laid on him gave him some sense.
"Look, if you want to just leave, that's ok, but I hope we can start over because I really think you're a hot woman and I wanna get to know you and..y'know..do what we did." he revealed to her with a sincere smile.
She returned the smile and walked over to him, leaning down to give him a kiss on the cheek. As she did, Alan maneuvered himself enough so she ended up kissing his lips instead of his cheek. This time, however, she reciprocated. They shared a lengthy, but innocent kiss and Selena definitely felt much different about him than before. As she pulled away from him, she softly smiled and rubbed his cheek.
"You have my number. I have to go for now, but keep in touch, ok?" said Selena as she took her hand from his cheek and started towards the door.
As she walked out, Alan paid close attention to her ass as she walked, whistling to himself, "I'll text you later then," he said as she blew him a kiss and walked out.
The moment the door shut, Alan began snickering to himself. "I can't believe that worked," he thought to himself. "Oh well, at least if I put some work in, I'll get to bang her again and who knows, I might get her to ignore "playful banter" about him." He grabbed his phone from his pocket and immediately wrote up a text to Selena, "Miss u already -Alan"
"Does it come off a bit desperate? Sure, but she seems to like believing she's the dominant one judging by those slaps. It doesn't matter, I'll play her game for now." Alan said to himself silently as he leaned back in his chair and noticed the massive bulge that formed in his pants. "What a woman.."
On her way home, Selena grabbed several burgers for dinner. As she drove, she looked at the scratches and remembered her messed up bumper. She then remembered Alan's offer about his mother's shop and made a mental note to check her messages after she got home. She landed into her driveway and hopped out of the car after powering it down, making sure to not forget the food. As she walked into the house, her phone went off.
"Joaquin! Mijo! Dinner time!" shouted Selena as Joaquin emerged from his upstairs room.
"I smell burgers," said Joaquin as he came down the steps, "Thanks for bringing dinner, Ma."
"You're welcome, mijo. Hurry and eat before it gets cold." suggested Selena as she sat down on the sofa, kicking her slippers off and pulling her phone out.
Joaquin sat down next to her and reached for one of the bags and began chowing down. As he ate, Selena scrolled through 3 messages left by Alan.
"Miss u already -Alan"
"Can't wait til ur over here again