Chapter 5: Midpoint
The soft glow of the setting sun cast long, dancing shadows across the cobbled streets of Vienna, the city's old-world charm a stark contrast to the modern, sleek buildings that towered above. Miriam walked briskly, her heels clicking on the pavement, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts. She clutched her phone tightly, the screen illuminating her face as she reread Julius' latest message.
"Come on, Miri. One drink. What's the harm in that?" His words were casual, but Miriam could sense the underlying desperation.
She hesitated, her thumb hovering over the keyboard as she struggled to come up with a response that would put an end to this without hurting his feelings. She knew Julius was a big boy, and he could handle rejection, but she also knew that he could be persistent, and she didn't want to give him any false hope.
Plus I'm in a relationship, and I don't want to do anything to change that." Miriam hit send, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that Julius was the type of guy who thrived on the thrill of the chase, and she wanted to make it clear that this was one chase he wasn't going to win.
The response was almost immediate. "Understood, Miri. No pressure, no strings attached. Just two old friends catching up over a drink. What do you say?"
She knew Julius wasn't going to make this easy. She paused, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as she considered her next move. She could be firm, tell him no and mean it. Or she could play along, humor him, and then gently let him down. She decided on the latter, a small smile playing on her lips as she typed out her response.
"Alright, Julius. But only because I'm feeling generous and you've been persistent. And it's just as friends, nothing more. Understand?"
She hit send, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she should say no, that meeting up with an old Tinder flame was a recipe for disaster. But there was something about Julius' persistence, his sheer audacity she decided to play with fire. But she also wanted to have Freds approval before she really would go for it.
She knew that he was the kind of guy who would be understanding and willing to try new things, but she also didn't want to push him too far too fast. She wanted to make sure that they were on the same page before she went any further with Julius.
"So, what do you think, Fred? About Julius and me meeting for a drink at the Loco. You´ll find that hot?" Her voice soft and gentle heart pounding in her chest as she spoke
the words.
Frederik's voice was warm and reassuring. "Miriam, I trust you. And I also know that you're curious, and you like to explore new things. I'm not saying I'm thrilled about the idea of you meeting up with an old flame, but I also don't want to stifle your independence or your sense of adventure."
Miriam felt a wave of gratitude and love wash over her. She knew that Frederik was being honest, that he was truly okay with her meeting Julius, even if it made him a little uncomfortable.
Miriam appreciated his trust in her, his willingness to support her even when his own feelings were at stake. She felt a surge of heat, a warmth that spread through her like sunshine and deep between her legs.
"But Frederik, I want to be honest with you. I'm not sure if I can... resist Julius' charm. You know how persuasive he can be." Miriam whispered seductivley
into the phone, her voice laced with a hint of worry but also an undeniable excitement.
Frederik chuckled softly, his voice warm and reassuring. "I do, Miriam. I know exactly how persuasive Julius can be. But I also know that you're strong-willed and smart. You won't let him charm you into doing anything you don't want to do. But I know very well
that Julius is a handsome man, and you're only human. So, if you do decide to meet him, I want you to promise me one thing."
Miriam's heart skipped a beat, her curiosity piqued. "What's that?"
Frederik's voice dropped to a low, husky tone. "I want you to promise me that if anything does happen between you two, you'll tell me about it. In detail."
Miriam felt a jolt of surprise, followed by a wave of arousal. "Are you sure, Frederik? That won't... bother you?"
"No Miri I trust our relationship. I know that you love me, and that's all that matters. Besides the idea of you with someone else really turned me on since Dr. Otta fucked you. If you have sex with Julius I want to hear about it what he did to you and how he felt I want to imagine it.
Frederik's voice was low, almost a growl, sending shivers down Miriam's spine. She could picture him, his eyes dark with desire, his body tense with anticipation. She felt a rush of heat between her legs, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Frederik, are you sure about this?" Miriam asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to do anything that might hurt our relationship."
"I'm sure, Miriam," Frederik replied, his voice firm. "I trust you completely. And besides, it's not like we haven't explored our fantasies before.
Remember the time we tried that blindfold game? Or when we watched that... educational film together?" Frederik's voice was playful, a hint of laughter in his tone. Miriam couldn't help but smile at the memories, her body warming at the thought of their past adventures.
"You're right, Frederik. We've always been open with each other. And I promise, if anything happens with Julius, I'll tell you every little detail." Miriam's voice was steady, her decision made. She felt a sense of excitement and anticipation, a thrill she hadn't felt in a long time.
She knew she was playing with fire, but she also knew that she could handle it. She was a grown woman, after all, and she was more than capable of making her own decisions.
Miriam looked at her reflection in the mirror, smoothing down the front of her dress. She had chosen a simple, yet elegant outfit for their meeting - a black, wrap-around dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She wanted to look good, but she also didn't want to give Julius the wrong idea.
She wore her hair as a pony binding her blonde hair into a clean tail and opted for minimal makeup, just enough to enhance her natural features. She slipped on a pair of black heels, her heart pounding in her chest as she prepared to step out into the night.
The Loco was a bustling bar nestled in the heart of Vienna, its warm, inviting atmosphere a stark contrast to the cool, crisp air outside. Miriam stepped inside, her eyes scanning the crowd for Julius. She spotted him almost immediately, his tall, lean frame leaned against the bar, a drink in hand.
He was dressed in a simple white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal his forearms. Julius hair were styled with mich hair gel and he wore a skinny jeans. He looked pompous as ever, he turned as she approached, a slow smile spreading across his face as he took in her appearance. "Miri, you look... different," he said, his eyes scanning her form appreciatively. "You've lost weight, and you're... glowing." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "It suits you."
What an arrogant prick how dare he comment me like that. Miri thought, but she swallowed his "compliment".
Julius was a master of smooth talk, and she knew better than to take his words at face value. She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Is that your way of saying I look better than two years ago?" she teased, taking a seat on the barstool next to him. Julius
chuckled, not at all deterred by her response. "I'm just saying, change suits you, Miri. And I have to admit, I've always had a thing for strong, confident women. And you, my dear, are both of those things."
Miriam rolled her eyes, but the corner of her mouth twitched up in a half-smile. She knew he was just trying to charm her, but there was something about his persistence that she couldn't help but admire. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Julius," she warned, signaling the bartender for a drink.
Julius leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Oh, come on, Miri. You know you like it when I talk like this." He reached out, his hand resting lightly on her thigh. Miriam felt a jolt of electricity at his touch, but she quickly brushed his hand away, her expression stern. "I told you, Julius. We're just here as friends. Nothing more. And don't think you can just charm your way into my pants like you used to. I´m not the girl I used to be besides that I have a boyfriend now." Miriam's voice was firm, but she couldn't deny the spark of desire that flared within her at his touch.
She knew she needed to be careful, to remind herself why she was here in the first place. This was about exploring her fantasies, not giving in to old flames.
Julius laughed, unperturbed by her rejection. "Fair enough, fair enough. I'll behave. For now." He leaned back against the bar, his eyes never leaving hers. "So, how have you been, Miri? Really been?" Miriam took a sip of her drink, the sweet, fruity taste helping to soothe her nerves. "I've been good, Julius. Really good.
I mean, I'm in med school, so it's been crazy busy, but I love it. I feel like I'm finally where I'm meant to be." Miriam said, her eyes sparkling with passion. She knew she was rambling, but she couldn't help it. She loved talking about medicine, and Julius had always been a good listener. As she told her story Julius nodded, his eyes softening as he looked at her. "I always knew you'd do amazing things, Miri. You've always had that fire in you." He paused, his gaze intense. "You know, Miri, I've always admired your passion. It's one of the things that drew me to you in the first place."
Miriam felt a flush of warmth at his words. "Thank you, Julius," she said, her voice steady. "But enough about me. What about you? What have you been up to?"
Julius shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Not much, really. Just the usual grind. I took a job at a big marketing agency a couple of years ago and it's paying off so I can't complain." Miriam glanced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Really? That's impressive, Julius. I didn't realize you had it in you."
She said with a smirk.
"Yeah, well, I'm full of surprises, Miri. You should know that by now."
Miriam chuckled, taking another sip of her drink. "I definitely do. So, what's the job like? Is it as exciting as it sounds?"
Julius leaned back in his seat, a carefree smile on his face. "It can be. We work with some big-name clients, so there are plenty of perks. Free trips, fancy dinners, all that jazz. But it's also a lot of long hours of endless meetings and most of all the company is not even half as charming and good looking as your are."
Julius added, his eyes scanning Miriam's figure as he said it.
Miriam rolled her eyes playfully, "Flatterer. But I'm glad things are working out for you." She took another sip of her drink, a soft buzz starting to warm her insides.
Julius smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "You know, Miri, I've missed this. Just sitting here, talking to you. You were always so easy to talk to."
Miriam felt a warmth spread through her at his words, but she kept her expression neutral. "You say that like we were best friends or something. We barely knew each other, Julius and to be honest you didn´t even care." Miriam said, her voice soft yet firm. She was enjoying the banter, the familiarity of their old dynamic.
But she wasn’t going to let him have it all his way. "Well, Julius, we both know that wasn’t exactly the case. You were more interested in getting into my pants than getting to know me." Julius chuckled, not at all offended by her bluntness. "Guilty as charged, Miri." She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Not much has changed, has it?"
Julius shrugged, his expression unapologetic. "I'm a man, Miri. What can I say? But that's not to say I don't appreciate a good conversation with a beautiful woman. And you, my dear, are both beautiful and intelligent. A rare combination, I must say."
Miriam couldn't help but feel a flush of pleasure at his words. She knew he was playing her, using his charm to try and get what he wanted. But she also couldn't deny that there was something exciting about his persistence, something that stirred a long-dormant part of her.
She took another sip of her drink, her mind racing with the possibilities. She knew she should be careful, but she also couldn't shake off the thrill she felt. Julius leaned in closer, his voice low and intimate. "You know what I miss most, Miri? The way you used to look at me the way you felt." His words were bold, but Miriam could see the desire in his eyes, the hunger in his gaze. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart pounding in her chest. His confidence and audacity that made her consider. He for sure had an inflated male ego and was hitting on a girl knowing of her boyfriend.
But the couple recentley had opened their relationship and Julius could proove as the perfect fuckboy to fulfill Miriams needs. He knew the right words to say and how to act to get a woman's attention.