Remi checked his phone to see that it was already 6:30 PM. He’d been there for three hours, but he was glad it was done. Now that he’d taken the first step, it was bound to get easier. He stepped into the elevator and rode back down to the lobby, noting that the alpha’s scent was here in the elevator too. Remi had never felt so attracted to a smell before, but he was sad when the doors opened and he had to leave it behind.
Dimitrios hit the call button and waited until the call was picked up. A female voice answered.
“Thank you for calling Magic Shop, where we help you find that someone you’re looking for. How can I help you today?”
“Yes, I’m calling to set up an appointment with your service.”
“Yes sir, I would be happy to assist you with that. Are you looking to be a provider or a recipient?”
“Provider.”
“Can I get your full name?”
“Dimitrios Cirillo.”
“Okay, and what is your gender and subgender?”
“Male. Alpha.”
“Age?”
“35.”
“I would be happy to schedule you an appointment to come in and interview, run some tests and browse our portfolios. I have an appointment at 5:30 PM tomorrow, will that time work for you?”
That was much earlier than Dimitrios would usually leave work, but he doubted they would stick around until 10:00 PM for him to come by.
“That will be fine.”
“Great, I will put you on the schedule.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Dimitrios hung up the phone and sat back in his desk chair. He was getting a sugar baby. What an unexpected turn of events. But, honestly he was a little excited. It had been so long since he’d had sex that he felt like he was going to combust. He needed to get laid. Badly.
Shoving those thoughts aside, he turned back to his computer and opened up his programs and data on his side project. He was actually looking forward to working on it when his mind wasn’t slow and groggy from tiredness. Things were actually progressing after a few hours of complicated calculations and coding, entering new parameters into this testing program and running simulations. Dimitrios missed doing this. He missed the complex math, the trial and error that was a natural part of any computer science. He felt himself relaxing into his project and before he knew it, it was dark outside and his stomach was protesting loudly that he hadn’t eaten all day.
Dimitrios ordered food again, but from a different place. He didn’t want another run in with the omega from the day before. He ate in front of the TV, kind of wishing he had someone with him. He had always hated eating alone, but over the years had gotten used to it. He thought of his college days, when all the guys in his department would go out for pizza and beer on the weekends. He missed the camaraderie of a group of friends who all shared his interests. He missed the debates about math and coding and the stupid inside jokes.
A lot of those guys actually worked at his company now. He’d recruited them after the business started to take off, stealing a few from his much larger competitors. Dimitrios sometimes thought about trying to get the old gang back together for drinks, but thought it probably would be awkward to go out drinking with the boss. Leon’s words from earlier ran through his head,‘We both know you want to be downstairs in the lab working on the new products and designs.’
His friend was right, he did want to be in the lab. Dimitrios wanted to be creating the innovations for his company, but he also wanted his company to be successful. He didn’t trust anyone else to do his job. If he hired someone and they turned out to be a failure, it would be a mess that he would never be able to clean up. Who else would work themselves to the bone like he did? No one. The company was his baby and he was loath to entrust its management to a stranger.
Dimitrios did his nightly work out and took a shower, actually going to bed at a decent hour for once. But even though he was tired, his mind wouldn’t shut up. So many things circled the drain of sleep, blocking it and not letting him rest. His project, his company, his parents, his friends, his potential sugar baby. He pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes and sighed deeply, wishing he could shut his brain off. Sex had always been the best thing to clear his mind, but he was alone.
Once Dimitrios had thought of sex, his mind naturally veered down that path. His body responded at once, warming as his cock lengthened and hardened in his boxers. He worked a hand under the covers and palmed himself through his boxers, trying to get some relief. His mind played through its usual images as he stroked over himself, a nameless faceless omega on all fours, on their knees, or any number of other positions. However as he closed his eyes and let his mind wander over the idea of sex, his faceless omega became someone with a very distinct and memorable face. The blond omega from the coffee shop. The one with the pretty, vanilla bean scent.
Dimitrios' cock pulsed in his hand, and he felt a small wet patch of pre-cum on his boxers as his temperature skyrocketed. He threw his covers off and pushed his boxers down, kicking them down into the foot of the bed before reaching into his nightstand for the bottle of lube he kept there. He dribbled the cool liquid over his heated tip and stroked himself with a firm hand, closing his eyes and letting the picture of his lovely blond stranger wash over him again.
The beautiful stranger’s lips had been so full and lush. He would look perfect on his knees with his mouth stretched around his cock. The omega had been so pale that Dimitrios would bet he turned all pink and blushy when he was aroused. It made his entire body burn, picturing that lovely face all red and splotchy with exertion, or even better covered in his cum.
That image had Dimitrios moving his hand faster. The little omega would smell like him for days after that. He would be covered so strongly in his scent that his light, sweet one would be completely overshadowed by Dimitrios' own. He ground his teeth as he pictured fucking into the omega’s mouth, down his throat as he gripped his lovely blond hair and used his mouth like a fleshlight. Dimitrios bet that he took cock like a dream. Imagined him loving to get fucked hard and deep until he couldn’t remember his own fucking name.
Dimitrios’ orgasm hit him like a freight train. The power of the release plowed into his body and carried him miles from his worries. Then, as he came down from his high, he was actually relaxed. That had been the best orgasm he’d had in years, and as he glanced down his body he saw that he was covered in ropes of his own cum from belly to neck. Usually masturbating didn’t produce much cum for him and was generally unsatisfying, but he’d just had the most mind-blowing release in recent memory.
Dimitrios grabbed his boxers with his toes and kicked them up, catching them in his hand so he could use them to clean the cum and lube off. He’d have to take another shower in the morning, but he was too tired, too sated at the moment to get out of bed. He pulled the covers up over himself and dozed almost at once, falling into a deep and dreamless sleep. When he woke to his alarm, Dimitrios actually felt rested for once.