Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 115: Try New Things

Trina’s POV

It wasn’t long before I ran into Gerald throughout the city. We used to go to the same gym, and as I was getting ready for work in the morning, I would often see him jogging down the street. When I used to look at him, my eyes would fill with yearning as I admired his toned legs and tight ass. I previously was under the impression that I dribbled my food occasionally. The fact that he did not acknowledge me in any way, not even with a glance or a nod, drove me to put in even more effort.

I was cognizant of the fact that Christmas was drawing near. I had to pick up my game by the time Christmas Eve rolled around because my father hosted an amazing party every year at the mansion and invited the entire team, as well as everyone linked with them, as well as a few other famous people. There was no other man I was interested in, and at this moment he was not paying attention to me. In an effort to further tone up my already athletic body, I upped the frequency of my workouts and began doing yoga before each of my sessions. Because I had more time on my hands as the holiday grew nearer, I decided to stop by a salon on one of the days that I was out doing Christmas shopping for my family. I chopped my long hair into a long haircut with an A-line profile, and then I highlighted the strands with a lighter blonde color and added caramel lowlights. When I glanced at myself in the mirror, I believed that I looked stunning. I, too, experienced a whole new sensation. As I turned and walked away, I flashed a grin, fully aware that all eyes were on me, and secretly wishing that James would have the same reaction.

After I got back to my house with all of my belongings, I unloaded them all at the front door, and then I lugged them up to the second floor, where my bedroom is located. I spent a lot of time by myself, and no one else was on the same level as me. I smiled as I hoisted it up and unloaded the presents and the dress that I had purchased specifically for the event. Because of this, everyone would have no choice but to cast further looks in my direction. I was completely unaware that my parents planned to stifle my sexuality.

I was dressed in a scarlet dress that had spaghetti straps, a tight bodice, and a lovely ruffle around the middle of the thigh area. I went out and bought some new eye makeup to give me a smoky, black appearance that would really highlight my eyes, and I upped my yoga practice to the point where I was toned enough to pull off this outfit. Mom gave her reluctant assent to allow me to wear my hair smooth and soft about my shoulders after I told her that a friend wanted to spend the day at the salon and I agreed to accompany her. Not bad, huh? I was wearing a pair of black stiletto heels, my recently purchased contact lenses were in my eyes, and my glasses were sitting on the dresser. As I turned to exit my room, my father’s expression resembled that of a deer caught in headlights. "Trina, what on earth are you wearing?"

"Dad, you look beautiful too." As I was talking to him and looking over his sharp suit, my mother walked in wearing an article of clothing that was similar to my outfit, but it was silver instead. This made me laugh, and I glanced over at his suit. "Really? Have you taken note of her attire?"

"Trina, there is not a lot of substance there. Do you not intend to hide your identity any further?" As she moved, I turned to look between them and saw that she had moved.

"Mom, the next month will bring me to the age of 21. It’s possible that I should begin trying out new things now that the time has come." I informed her as tears welled up in my eyes, "I’ve always been a dork, but one day I hope to pass for a girl."

"Do you mean a male, sweetie?" When Mom questioned, I gave her a dirty look and rolled my eyes.

"No, everything revolves around me. For a change, I want to experiment a little bit with what I wear and have some fun with it." I turned a full circle.

"Everything has been taken care of. Because I am not looking for anything beyond this, no one will see anything farther than this. All I want to do is make a very minor adjustment to my style."

"Just remember to use caution, okay?" As Mom turned and exited the room wearing her own pair of silver stilettos, my father cast a peek in my direction from the doorway.

"Are you certain? You are already aware of who will not have a positive reputation and who will be present here tonight. When my father came up to me and gave me a hug," he added, "If I’m being completely honest, I think I prefer my daughter in her more innocent form."

"You should prepare yourself for your brothers to act as guard dogs." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"I know," I responded as I applied another coat of transparent lip gloss, and then I firmly shut the door to my room behind me. As I considered whether or not James would be in the game room, where they were most likely at the bar, I couldn’t help but grin. When I started to greet the arriving guests as we made our way downstairs, I could feel my parents’ eyes on me. Our friends also remarked on how different I looked tonight, which made me aware that my parents were observing me. They used words and phrases such as "sexy," "beautiful," and "staggering," along with numerous others, which caused me to flush and express thankfulness as my expectations soared. It’s possible that James feels the same way. At this point, I’d had so many in-room masturbations with him that I periodically forgot my own name, and this was going to be the night that I got him. I’d been looking forward to it for a long time. I shouted out his name every night and ordered sex devices online so that I could use them while I sobbed. It was essential that I have the actual stuff. In the game room, I saw him walk in while I was berating my brothers for acting like overly protective monkeys and telling them to stop acting that way by the bar. He was looking dapper in a sharp suit, and he had artfully disheveled his hair. When he focused a ravenous stare on me, I peered into his eyes and saw his pupils expanding. He was starving. I moved away from my brothers and went to the other side of the room. I raised my head to stare into his eyes, and as I did so, I accidentally brushed up against his body, which caused me to feel his erection. As he mounted the stairs, which provided him with a clear view of my posterior region, and took in the scent of my cherry blossoms, I saw that my thong was starting to become wet.

Never in my life have I had the sensation that I was so powerful.