The Trap of Youth

The following day, I headed to a multimedia company per my schedule to attend a sharing session. A shadow loomed over me as I sat down to reply to some work messages. I looked up to see the young man from yesterday.

I noticed a name tag pinned to his shirt—Jeremy Gale was his name. It sounded familiar, yet I couldn't pinpoint where I'd heard it.

Once he was sure it was me, he sat beside me and leaned close before I could ask him anything. "I sneaked in here for your sake, angel."

His warm breath fanned over my ear, which made me squirm a little. I leaned away and smirked at him. "For my sake? I don't even know you. Will you get kicked out if I call security, then?"

His expression turned a little pleading at my words. "I'm here to learn, angel. Could you help me keep this a secret?"

"A secret, huh? What's in it for me?"

He suddenly held my hand and blinked at me. I glanced to my other side to see someone was seated a few seats away. As my mind wandered, Jeremy placed his hand on my thigh.

"What do you want me to give you, angel? Is this okay?" He nibbled on my earlobe.

This happened so suddenly that I feared he would take things too far. I squeezed my thighs to stop his hand from going any further.

Just then, a group of people sat behind me. I didn't dare move. I shot Jeremy a look, signaling that he shouldn't do anything rash, but he was unfazed.

"Be good, angel. Relax so that I can show you what's in it for you."

God! How could he be doing something like this when there were so many people around? I grabbed his hand.

He leaned closer, wanting to say something, when I glared at him. "Don't do this! There are people everywhere!"

We were at a sharing session, so there were people all around us. My colleagues were sitting right in front of us—doing something like that in a place like this was too embarrassing!

Jeremy still didn't remove his hand. "That means we can do this when we're alone, right?"

I gnashed my teeth as I looked at him with displeasure. I tugged on his hand a few more times, but he still didn't budge.

Damn it!

I puffed out my cheeks and glared at him, but all he did was look back at me innocently. He didn't stop his ministrations, though.

After trying and failing multiple times to push him away, I leaned against Jeremy's shoulder, feeling my body turn to jelly.

"What's wrong, angel? Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" He leaned closer, seemingly on purpose.

I looked around nervously, afraid that people would see what we were up to. Ultimately, I gave in. "I don't want to do this here. Please…"

"What's wrong? Don't you like it? That doesn't seem like the case, though. Can you feel that, angel?"

I was wrong. I should never have thought he was an inexperienced virgin.

"Please, not here…" I could hear how shaky my voice was.

"Alright, then." He gave in.

I sighed in relief. That was when he grabbed my hand and placed it on his…

"Can you have fun with me now, angel?" he asked.

I nodded, and he relaxed. He removed his hand from my body. Mine was still on his groin, though. I squeezed it cheekily before moving to another seat.

I heard him suck in a breath before giving me a resentful look. I rubbed my nose and moved even further. I wouldn't have expected him to be so well-endowed when he looked so young.

Thanks to this incident, I didn't register anything that was mentioned during the sharing session. Jeremy had agreed not to do anything else but soon sat beside me again.

When the lights were dimmed, he would sniff me here and there. I tried to push him away a few times but failed. Ultimately, I could only sit there and endure the torment.