Adam returns to his room, feeling refreshed.
After spending his night with a hot woman, fucking her brains out, it feels great to get rid of all that tension that e had built up flirting with his coworker and that woman his father brought along with him to the restaurant.
He had to admit that woman, Margarette, is one hell of a woman. He also noticed the way she looked at him, like a hungry predator looking at her prey.
Adam could smell the cougar in her, hunting for young men to devour. He could imagine how many young men she must have already devoured, and from seeing the type of woman she is, dominant and in control, those poor young guys must have been drained by that succubus.
But Adam is not like those poor, inexperienced young men she must have hunted. He, too, is a predator, the one who you would find at the very top of the food chain.
