My iPhone keeps buzzing on the kitchen counter while I pace back and forth in my living room apartment.
“Just leave me alone Matt,” I say out loud. It’s been close to a month, when I decided to drop my fuck buddy. He’s only calling, because I decided not to let him know, petty on my part I admit, but who cares? He’s a got a beautiful successful girlfriend that he can fuck whenever he wants. The thought of him with Ashley made my blood boil. It didn’t use to.
I stomp to the sofa and shove my face onto the pillow and scream. The pillow smelled like Matt. Visions of Matt fucking me all over this living room, all over this sofa, and UGH. I sat up and leaned all the way back. Just then I hear my door handle click open and turn. My stomach drops as I remembered I gave Matt a key, is it him? I panic and don’t open my eyes. I prepare what to say and what to do mentally. My whole body tenses.
“Manda, what the fuck?”
Relief and blood pumps back into my body as I hear Laci’s voice. I also them forgot I gave my best friend a key as well, I’m not too good at this. I met Laci a few years ago at a bookstore, we accidentally ran into each other then started talking about the books we had. It was odd, a girl like her who loved reading. Laci had a heart of gold and with the help of surgery, a body of a stripper. Platinum blonde hair, and lips to die for. Laci worked as an instagram model for many clothing lines, and helped me get a job with her agents. That’s where I met my other best friend Ashley. Ashley had an athletic tennis girl body, and had her ass done, but she left her size B tits alone. I always joked with them how I’ll join them in the surgery game, but I liked my body. Laci and Ashley saved me through the toughest time of my life. I moved back to Boston, after following my ex to LA, just to find out he’d been cheating on me the entire time. My heart was broken and I never thought I was going to get out of the funk. The girls lived a carefree life, no boyfriends, no commitments, just fun.
They taught me so much. Which is why I was avoiding them, going out, dinners or our regular wine dates. I remember the first time I slept with a man after I left LA. I can’t even remember his name.
I ran into him at the club, he was handsome, dark hair and eyes. I made him spill his drink.
“Sorry,” he said first.
“No, it’s my fault,” I said confidently, “let me get you another drink.”
“There’s no way I’m letting a lady buy me a drink.”
“You have a problem with kindness?” I questioned getting annoyed. Great, I thought, some sexist pig.
“Just pretty ones that I would like to get to know better.”
I blushed, I wasn’t expecting that. I was with Ashley and Laci, and they attract men anywhere they go. Most of the time men talk to me is to ask if my friends are single. Ashley and Laci were right next to me and he only stared at me. Ashley nudged me in the shoulder while walking away and Laci stood up mouthing “FUCK him..” as she passed me.
We danced all night, grinding my ass into him, making my decision that tonight I was going to give it my all.
He bit my ear with his hands on my waist, “Come home with me.”
In his car, I couldn’t keep my hands off of him. While he drove, I let him place his hands under my skirt between my legs and play with my wetness through my underwear. I rocked my hips and wanted his fingers inside of me.
“You’re getting all over my leather seats,” he says still toying with my folds.
I giggle and lean over to unbutton his jeans.
“Wait, maybe not a good idea,” he said watching me unbuckle my seat belt. He saw my look of disappointment. “It’s not safe.”
I laugh and I put my seat belt back on just around my waist. I lean over and unzip his jeans slowly digging and touching every part of him with his balls. He groans but doesn’t stop me. I pull out his member and pumped a few times blowing at it. I rubbed my lips on his tips just to taste a bit of pre cum, and licked my lips.
“Jesus.” He throws his head back, eyes still on the road.
I smile and took him in, all the way down. I appreciated his trimmed hair, and fondled his balls while I cat licked and sucked. I sucked him all the way home to his condo, and when he parked I sucked down one last time to come off to hear a loud ‘POP.’
“Fuck, baby,” he unbuckles and pulls me into his lap to straddle him. His dick rubs against my wet clit, and he growls. “You’re gonna make me come before I even get inside of you.”
I bite my lip, breathing heavy, so turned on by his words. We kiss and I roll my hips onto him. Suddenly we hear a car door shut next to us and we both freeze.
“Daddy what are they doing?” We hear a little kid yell.
“Nothing sweetie, look away,” an embarrassed Dad smiled at us, gave a nod to my lap partner and walked away. I laughed, but I was mortified.
I start to drift away in the moment and my partner tightens his grip on me.
“No, come back to me,” he whispers in a sexy low voice, staring directly into my eyes.
No one has ever looked at me directly in my eyes, not even my ex, even when we made love, which I thought was passionate love that I always read about in books. I shift a bit, uncomfortably and he takes me by the lips again. This time his kiss was very slow, it felt like he wanted more than just tonight.
“Let’s go inside,” he says against my lips. I nod, and he reaches for the door for me to step out.
Inside his condo it was like your average bachelor guy place, a couch, a tv, no decorations, and a cute picture of him and I’m assuming his Mother. I smile at the sweet frame he used for it. He walks up behind me and places his hardness on my ass. I moan as he sucks on my ear and roams his hands all over me. He grabs my breast and pinches my nipple and I gasp, letting him moan into my neck.
“Are you dirty?” I giggle as he walks me to his bedroom, caressing my hand and I start to get the feeling this means more.
“I’ve been wanting to see more than just one part of your body, wet,” he winks at me then turns on his shower to warm the water.
My heart starts to beat faster. Am I really going to do this? Yes, you go girl, get you some dick. You can do this, just fuck and go home.
“Second thoughts?” He interrupts my personal pep talk to fuck.
“Umm,” I blush, “no not at all,” I hug myself, “just a little insecure about my body.” That was a lie. I worked out and I loved my body, I was fit and very healthy.
He steps towards me placing his hand on my hip. “I don’t believe that, or you wouldn’t have worn this tight skirt.” He moves his hand to my ass and squeezes hard. “And she works out too.”
I smile and we deeply kiss, taking each other’s clothes off. It’s very obvious that he was not insecure about his hard body. I was sweating but I didn’t know if it was because of us, or the shower steam. We stepped in and I raised my eyebrows at his triple shower heads spray water.
“I’ve never seen this before, only in movies.”
We both stepped in the warm shower. “When my Grandmother passed, she gave us some money,” he reached for the loofa and pumped soap into it, “my sister bought a car, and I got these shower heads installed.”
I close my eyes and throw my head back, with water spray down at me from all angles, I smile with my eyes still closed, “Worth it.” I open my eyes to see him with lust in his. I look down to see that his member wanted attention too. I close the gap between us to kiss him, one hand on his neck and the other pumping him, catching his moans and grunts in my mouth.
“Let me go get a condom,” he breaks my kiss and jumps out the shower, leaving me wanting and wet.
I turn and run my hands through my hair and make a mental note to invest in another shower head for myself, this shit is nice. I heard the curtain slide back open, but I don’t turn around yet, the hot shower and steam alone was like foreplay for me, I was in sauna like heaven.
My serenity moment was gone when he grabs my hips from behind and I slowly feel him entering me. I arch my back and I hear him gasp out. This is it for me, no more thinking of my ex, no more regrets, or missing his body. Tonight, I’m finally getting over him. I open myself up, welcoming, and I heard him breathing even harder. He’s going very slow, which I think it’s sweet, but I’m ready to fuck. I reach around and grab the rest of him that he hasn’t pushed inside of me, and I turn my head to kiss him, while I rub his dick and reach for his balls. I arch my back more and back into him filling myself up with him. I broke our kiss to moan out and he didn’t waste any time. He holds my breast for leverage, leans back, and starts thrusting. Body and water splashing and smacking. Our moans echoing in the bathroom. Impressed with his strength, I roll my hips against each thrust and I just can’t get him enough inside of me. He stops thrusting, staying inside of me and pushes me forward against the shower wall.
“Tell me, if you’re not comfortable,” he says, pulls out slowly and slams hard into me. With my body against the wall, the impact drives me wild.
“Harder, please, Fuck me, please.”
This sets him off to the end. He grabs my hair and pulls it back into a pony tail and pushes into me harder and harder. His other hand roam all over me until it finds my center. Somehow with all his roughness, he delicately caresses my mound with the tips of his fingers while driving into me. I scream out and throw my body back into his, my head laid back on the side of his shoulder and he feasts into my neck. I feel a familiar fire below my belly button, a volcano that’s about to erupt. I close my eyes and I think one last thought of him, my ex fiance who stole so many years of my life. Goodbye.
“I’m coming,” I pant, sadly, I didn’t want this to end.
“Me too, come all over me.”
I enjoy more of his thrusts then I let go. Screaming out and pulling at his head and hair as he takes the last bit of me harder than ever before.
He smacks one last time into me and pulls me in, kissing my neck and hair, rubbing my shoulders. “You okay?” He asks genuinely.
I turn and kiss him, brushing water out of his face and hair. “You’re sweet, I’m fine.”
We dry off, we dress, we kiss, and we knew we wouldn’t see each other again.
“HELLO, MANDA,” Laci interrupts my thoughts. “I swear, what has gotten into you lately, are you ill?”
“I’m fine, Mom,” I roll my eyes on the sofa.
Laci runs into the kitchen and roams through the fridge.
“I swear, you are always eating, and not gaining weight, are you bulimic?” I tease. It’s true. Laci ate A LOT. She had a metabolism like Michael Phelps.
“I’m telling you, lift heavy weights, it helps.” She comes back to sit on the sofa across from me with a bag of Doritos. She turns on the TV. “So spill it, what’s wrong and don’t tell me nothing, I know you.”
I take a deep sigh, because I knew I couldn’t keep anything from her, I have been acting weird I know it.
“I’m just embarrassed.” I say. Laci just stares at me waiting for me to finish. “I stopped seeing Matt last month.”
“Who?” Laci says with a mouth full of chips. “OH, that one hot guy? What do you mean you quit seeing him, you guys weren’t dating right? I thought this was an understanding between you two.”
“Right, but -”
“Also,” she interrupts, “that piece of shit has a girlfriend too right? WITH kids?”
“Don’t call him that.”
“Why are you defending him?” Laci turns facing me, “Amanda, you fell for him didn’t you? A man that has someone else?”
I dropped my head and sighed deeply again. “I didn’t mean to.”
“Well you have to get the fuck over that, what’s he got to give you? Only proof that he cheats on women.”
“You mess with married men Laci.”
Laci drops the bag of Doritos on the coffee table and leans back laying on the pillows of the couch. “Sure, but I don’t fall in love with them.”
We stay quiet for a time, thinking.
“So what do you want to do?” Laci finally breaks the silence. “Do you want him to know, or do you just want him out of your life?”
“I’m not sure.” Which was the truth, I wasn’t sure what I wanted. What if I told him and he felt the same way? What if he would leave his girlfriend?
“You think he’s going to leave his girl for you,” Laci comes in reading my mind. “Well, it’s a chance, I’m not going to say it’s not going to happen. I mean he could possibly like you too. You’re going to have to risk it, if you tell him, and be prepared if he doesn’t reciprocate.”
“He’s been calling non stop, and I honestly though that was him coming in earlier. He still has my key.”
“He HAS your key?!”
“Well, yea he does.” I say knowing I’m about to get a mouthful from Laci. She has always been protective of me, and always gave me tough love, that I needed.
“You know you should have never done that.” Laci take a deep breath and sighs. “Look, I’m not trying to tell you what to do. You’re a grown woman and I want you happy. Ashley and I, we’re not relationship type of people. We find love through our family, friends, and dogs.” We both giggle. “I know you. I know your heart and it is searching for a relationship. That’s okay, you just have to have boundaries, and protect your heart.” She walks over, sits and hugs me. “I just want you to have fun, enjoy life and what it has to offer, and love.”
I tear up. How did I ever get so lucky to have found friends like this in my life. “I love you Laci, I”ll figure it out.”
Find out if Amanda actually tells Matt how she really feels! Stay tuned!