Could there be a more shocking first impression?

　　I could answer without a doubt: absolutely not. I’d never met anyone like her, both in the way we met and the girl herself. I’m not even sure I can call it a meeting, but I don’t know how to describe my first encounter with her other than it was shocking.

　　At first, I thought it was just a lovers’ quarrel. As I walked down the long hallway looking for a restroom, it sounded like the kind of fight that lovers would have, even if the only sound growing louder was an agitated woman’s voice. I should have stopped and turned back to look for somewhere else, but there wasn’t any time.

　　Just a few steps from the brightly lit end of the hallway, I let out some loud coughs. It was my attempt to signal that someone was coming. Apparently it was useless, because the woman’s voice only rose higher and louder.

　　“Don’t you know how much I love you?”

　　As I reached the end of the hall, the woman whose voice had been so sharply raised began to plead, her tone thick with tears. Babe… Babe… I could hear the trembles in her whispers. Just like someone on the brink of being dumped, she seemed helpless, trying to change her partner’s mind with apologies.

　　An involuntary sigh escaped my lips. What a terrible scene to stumble across, especially on a day like this, in a place like this. My face turned red, as if I were the one standing in her shoes.

　　Just as I decided I couldn’t bear to stay and turned to look for another option, the phone in my hand buzzed frantically. It was my husband. He was obviously going to scream and demand to know where I was. Too late to find another restroom now. Besides, once the event started, I wouldn’t get another chance to go.

　　Mortified and feeling sorry for the lady, I quickly covered my face and practically threw myself into the women’s restroom.

　　By the time I was washing my hands, the commotion seemed to have died down. I strained my ears toward the door, but couldn’t hear a single thing. They’re gone. I felt way more relief than I thought I would. The tension drained from my body so fast, I was starting to feel dizzy.

　　I never could stay calm when faced with that kind of chaos. I was so relieved, I even found drying my hands with a paper towel enjoyable. With a faint smile, I stepped out into the empty hallway.

　　That was when I had that shocking first encounter.

　　Why they were in the men’s room, why the door was wide open, why we were the only ones outside a crowded banquet hall… None of that was something I could stop to process.

　　It still feels strange to call it a meeting. Maybe it was the aura surrounding her that rooted my feet to the floor, my instincts telling me she was someone important. Or maybe it was the shocking sight of a woman kneeling between her legs that froze me in place. No, I’m sure it was the filthy sound of the girl on the floor sucking the thing between those legs that brought me to a dead stop.

　　“Ah…!”

　　It was too late to cover my mouth with my hands. A gasp came out before I could force it down. As my voice echoed loud through the empty corridor, the woman kneeling before her visibly flinched.

　　“I’m sorr—”

　　I apologized on instinct. But my breath caught in my throat before I could finish. Long, slender fingers grabbed the hair of the woman who was trying to turn her head toward me, gripping the woman swallowing her shaft tight to yank her closer. Mmph! The woman’s groan muffled into a choke.

　　She lifted her free hand toward her face. Then, looking directly at me, she placed a finger on her lips. Flashing her lazily opened eyes at me without a word.

　　Shh. Her full lips spoke without a sound.

　　Forgetting that my lipstick would smear, I pressed my hand hard against my mouth and took a step back. That didn’t mean I turned away from the scene. On the contrary. I stood there staring at the sight before my eyes, now clearer than ever. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t help it. The shame I briefly felt watching the woman’s back completely vanished, overwhelmed by the pale face signaling me to keep quiet.

　　Dressed in a single-button silk tuxedo, she looked flawless despite what was happening down below. Her jacket was as sharp as a knife, with a deep V-cut neckline. Under the flickering bright lights, the dark blue tone of her tuxedo looked almost purple. Dangerous, like a poisonous mushroom popping up deep in the mountains.

　　Schlurp. Schlurp. Schlurp.

　　Her sex was being sucked to a steady rhythm. I panicked. It wasn’t like I was too naive to understand what the other woman was doing between her legs, but having never done it myself, I took another step backward, wetting my dry lips with my tongue. When the cold wall met my back, my heart sank.

　　She didn’t lower her finger from those lips as the corner of her mouth curled up in a vivid little smirk. Her chest was broad and large, more imposing than plush, yet her figure looked strikingly sleek.

　　God, the way that suit clung to her curves was hot. Well, assuming “hot” is even the right word. Though, given that I could practically touch her toned thighs from over there, I guess it is.

　　“Harder.”

　　A blunt command. The woman’s head bobbed even faster. Thick veins stood out on the hand holding her hair, looking strong enough to crush her skull. While my eyes darted between the woman, her head, and the hand gripping it, the woman in the suit didn’t move an inch.

　　Standing firm like a towering purple trophy, she even offered a faint smile the moment our eyes met, like she had only been looking at me all along. A languid smile soaked in boredom. It was the first time I ever compared someone’s beauty to a flower.

　　An alpha. Alphas belonged to the top 1% of any society on Earth, and that was especially true of females. And she was a dominant alpha at that, someone who took the top of the pyramid the day they were born. A class of people so rare that they were valued just for simply existing.

　　In all my nearly thirty years, I had never seen a female alpha this up close. Even with my own withered hormonal functions, I instinctively knew she was an alpha. She was imposing yet graceful, tall yet lean. She had a dangerous air she couldn’t hide even if she tried, but damn was she beautiful. Hades could leave hell for a walk, and he still wouldn’t look half as lethal.

　　The kneeling woman’s head rocked violently. She flipped her long, wavy hair over her shoulders as if brushing aside a nuisance, twisting her head to bury her face deeper between those legs. The alpha dick that had been hidden behind the woman’s face revealed itself, burning its dark red length into my eyes. I bit my lip and leaned back against the wall. A dead end with nowhere left to go, pushing my back forward.

　　The alpha was overwhelmingly intimidating, tolerating no resistance. The infamous cock of a female alpha. Long and girthy, with thick, straight veins. Drenched in the woman’s saliva, the shaft glistened as cloudy fluid dripped down from the smooth, peeled-back red glans.

　　She didn’t allow the woman to hold it in her hands. Instead, the alpha pinned the hands of the woman juggling her balls against her own thighs. It was like she was trying to show off her dick to me, and honestly? I could see why.

　　The phone in my hand kept buzzing, but I ignored the word Husband flashing on the screen. It would keep ringing until I got back, but if it meant seeing more of the female alpha’s cock twitching right before my eyes, I was more than willing to ignore the frantic vibrations.

　　The alpha finally lowered the finger from her lips, gripping that monstrous, swollen cock with the hand that had signaled silence. Blue veins bulged across the back of her hand like they were about to burst. I swallowed hard as something hot surged between my legs.

　　I instinctively tensed my thighs and began to squirm. And as soon as I did, the alpha scowled. Her irritation was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen, and unable to hold back any longer, I let out a shallow gasp. My heart felt like it was going to burst.

　　I realized it’d been forever since I felt so tense. Since I’d felt this kind of sexual tension. A feeling so intense that my throat burned and my heart churned. A feeling I had almost forgotten.

　　The alpha held the woman’s head with one hand while using the other to stroke her cock up and down. It felt like she’d grabbed my heart, shaking it violently with her cock. The palm I had pressed against the wall was soaked in sweat. I was completely shaken, with everything outside the bathroom wiped clean into white noise.

　　It felt like I’d just died and had just been born. Every nerve ending sizzled, screaming for relief. I felt like I ought to cry instead. I could feel my chest rising and falling so damn fast.

　　“Mmm…”

　　The alpha finally groaned. She looked at me, and I looked at her. The looks we exchanged were full of heat, and unable to endure the fire in her eyes, I squeezed my eyes shut. And then a heavy metallic clang echoed with a bang. Startled, my shoulders flinched, forcing me to snap my eyes open.

　　“Babe!” the woman cried out urgently, scrambling to her feet. I immediately knew it was time to leave.

　　I wiped my sweaty palms carelessly on my dress, smoothing out the fabric over my chest and lap. As I lifted my right foot to step aside, the alpha violently shoved the woman’s head toward the sink.

　　I paused again, glancing back. Giving a short scream, the woman writhed in protest, but she was already pulling up her minidress.

　　“Stay still.”

　　The alpha’s voice was chillingly cold. Whether she meant it for the woman or for me, I couldn’t tell. Her forehead was slick with sweat, but her hair, neatly styled with pomade and tied up high, remained perfectly undisturbed.

　　Bent forward, the woman couldn’t see me. The alpha had twisted the woman’s head ever so slightly to make sure of it. Staring straight at me, she ripped the woman’s panties off. Aaah! With the woman’s pleading moans, the torn underwear hit the floor, the alpha’s cock shoved straight inside her body.

　　I could hear a loud, wet smack. The woman whimpered as she moaned. The woman’s small body writhed with the movement of the alpha’s hips thrusting back into her. Taking in her bloodshot glare one last time, I left and walked down the hallway. The messy slaps of her pounding inside the woman pursued me, the hot noise clinging stubbornly to my eardrums as it echoed for what felt like forever.