Chapter 655: The built-up sexual frustration


    “Oh my!” Eida rushed into the room, grabbing her phone, which she had left ying on her table when she answered the door.


    She had no idea that the phone kept recording whatever happened to themst night. At least, every moment while they were in the kitchen. In her defense, she lost her sanity, at some point, in the middle of that heated moment.


    Her cheeks slightly burned in embarrassment upon realizing that her friend might have heard most of it. She might have recognized what was happening in that recording. But then again, she knew most of her secrets anyway.


    “I feel like I missed an opportunity to witness a very steamy moment.” Amelia teased her friend, knowing that at the time she had stopped the tape, she was on the edge of her final moment of bliss.


    She thought it was just a recording of an interview her friend was doing for a piece of article. She did hear a legitimate question and answer portion about love affairs.


    Then, it was quiet. A long silence ensued, followed by a few background noises and what appeared to be someone whispering. Then, some more distinctive sounds.


    She suddenly felt ufortable. Finally, hearing a considerable amount of moans and groans from her and her sexual partner. Slowly, the volume increased as the intensity heightened. Then, her friend stopped ying the recording.


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    “It is not for your delicate ears.” She responded with a yful smile. “But you are wee to listen to it moreter if it is your wish.” She dared her friend.


    She met Amelia in one of her interviews about a charity auction. Then, another time when she covered a foundation event. After that, they turned into friends.


    However, she was far from being like her. They were opposites in many things. But they still hit it off, enjoying their conversations and the few things they had inmon.


    “Maybeter, Eida. I need something to preupy my mind. That seems to be a perfect distraction.” She responded with a slight chuckle. At least she was already feeling better, unlike when she left her house.


    She picked up the coffee that her friend precariously ced on the table when she rushed to grab her phone, taking a few napkins on the side to wipe a few spills on the table.


    “Later then.” She waved the phone at her friend before putting it back on the table. “I did not hear that you are back in town. When did you arrive?” She asked her, surprised to see her but d that she came by to visit.


    At the same time, she was d that it was just a voice recording, not a full sex video. Not that she would bepletely embarrassed to be in a passionate embrace with a man.


    But she believed her partner would not be too please with the idea, remembering his text message earlier. She should delete that part before another soul discovered her deep secret.


    Then, she wondered if her friend knew who she was with on the recording. She tried to recall if she had ever mentioned his name during those times. But she could not remember.


    She put aside all thoughts of what happenedst night to the back of her mind, focusing her concentration on her friend. There was no use dwelling on it anyway.


    “A few days ago. I only visited to check on my Dad. But your senses seemed to be slowing down if you did not know I was here. Or...” She paused, tapping her finger on her lips. “You were just too busy taking private interviews.”


    She smiled maliciously, referring to the recent recording she had just heard. If she was being honest, she envied her friend. At least she was getting some, not like her.


    It had been a while since she tried having a rtionship. She thought it would finally release her from her obsession with her childhood friend. But s, she was still nowhere cured of it.


    “I have been very busy with my storiestely.” She reasoned. “That one is an isted case.” She quickly added. “Until when will you be here? We should go out.” Changing the subject.


    It had been a while since she had returned to their hometown. She enjoyed herpany because she had many beautiful insights into the different ces she had been.


    She was not just a model. She was a very intelligent ambassadress that represented their nation with grace and pride.


    “I n to leave tomorrow, but if you wish to go out, I can postpone my ns for ater date.” She suggested, liking spending a few moments with her friend.


    She barely had time to call her friend. It had been a long time since she had a girl bonding moment. She had been busy with her career. She rarely attended social events unless it was official.


    Eida was one of the few people she wanted to see when she came home for a short visit. Besides, she needed a friend at the moment. She was a person she could trust about her troubles.


    “That would be great.” Eida expressed her excitement at the prospect of going out with a friend. She needed a distraction, and her friend just offered a perfect one. “How is your dad, by the way?”


    She could sense that her friend was not thrilled to be home again. Based on previous experience, it had something to do with her father. It was her reason why she never liked to go home.


    “Same as always. Domineering as usual.” She voiced out her dismay that he had not changed. “Truthfully, he is worse this time.” She corrected as she looked at a picture on the wall.


    She envied many of her friends because they had parents who cared for them. From the picture on the wall, she could see the affection of Eida’s parents for their only child.


    She suddenly wished that her mom did not die so young. She would have had a great mom based on what she remembered about her when she was still alive.


    “What about you? Is this a new guy? Are you finally going serious or just another of your flings?” She was well aware of how her friends operate around men.


    Eida swore never to get involved in serious rtionships. Therefore, she was guessing that this was a client. An interview that identally went the other way.


    Sometimes, she wished she could easily switch off her emotions and do what her friend did. But, she could not do it. Besides, her heart already belonged to just one man.


    “You know me. I don’t domitted rtionships.” She acted just the way she would if it had been another man. But somehow, it did not feel right.


    The words suddenly felt bitter when they came out of her mouth. What was wrong with her? Suddenly, she felt guilty for ssifying what happenedst night as another of her short-time affair.


    Granted thatst night was phenomenal, still, she did not think it would be anything exceptional from her other one-night stand. It was just the built-up sexual frustration that made it seem extraordinary.