Something New & Unexpected

by Sarah Matthews

  “So, do you like it?”

  With a smile, I put the lid back on and put it in the bag.

  “Yes, I love it. Thank you.” I leaned forward, kissing him.

  When Steve put his hand on the back of my head and deepened the kiss, I moaned, softly. I blindly put the bag on the table and straddled his lap. As soon as I did, he stood up and headed for the stairs, and I held on. Instead of going up them slowly, he decided to run, making me squeal loudly, and he laughed. Once upstairs, I watched as we went all the way down the hall. Finally, we stopped at the last door on the right and went in. Kicking the door closed with his foot, he carried me over to the bed and we fell on it.

  Rolling us until I was on top, I sat up and ran my fingers down his covered abdomen. As my lips twisted up, I grabbed the ends of my shirt and pulled it over my head, revealing my white cotton bra. Tossing it on the floor, I leaned down and kissed him again. Before I knew it, he flipped us again and started kissing my neck.

  As Steve kissed his way to my breasts, I tried to get his pants off his hips, but had a difficult time. When he started leaving opened-mouth kisses on my right breast, I let out a moan, both in frustration and pleasure, and he smiled against my skin. After he had covered every inch of exposed skin with his mouth, he gave the same treatment to my left. Making his way down my abdomen, he added his hands to the torture, and I gave up on his pants, and began tugging, gently, on his hair. When he made it to my belly button, he looked up at me and gave me an evil grin. Before I could process what was happening, he put his lips around it and his tongue inside it, causing me to scream and pull his hair hard.

  After successfully making me scream, he reached the top of my shorts. He looked up at me and I nodded, already knowing the question. With my permission, he started to pull my shorts over my hips, and I raised up. Sliding them off my feet, Steve tossed them on the floor next to my shirt, and stood up. With a grin, he slid his pants over his hips and stepped out of them when they hit the floor. Huffing out a soft laugh at my expression, he climbed back on the bed.

  Needing to feel his bare skin against mine, I grabbed the ends of his shirt and pulled it over his head. After tossing it on the floor, I flipped us once again. As I began kissing his abdomen, Steve moaned and I just kept going. When I reached his belly button, I looked up at him and he gave me a ‘You wouldn’t dare’ look. Smirking, I just sat up and continued to run my fingers up and down his abdomen. He sat up and kissed me passionately. As he kissed the front of my neck, I let my head fall back. When he reached the bottom of my neck, I brought my head back up, forcing him to look at me, and I kissed him hard. As our tongues battled fiercely, I felt his hands slowly moving up my back, before finding the clasp of my bra, and I moaned at the sensation. Just as he was about to unfasten it, the door opened and the light came on and we both turned to look.

  “Oh, sorry, my bad,” the guy apologized, quickly turned off the light and shut the door.

  When the door shut, I put my forehead on Steve’s shoulder and began to giggle, making my whole body shake.

  “Damn it!” He sighed, in exasperation, and fell back on the bed, taking me with him. “That’s three times now.”

  “In your own home no less,” I added, snuggling into him.

  “Exactly,” he said, wrapping his arm around me, and raising his other for emphasis, before plopping it back down.

  I giggled again. “You know, it’s actually four times,” I pointed out, after a few minutes.

  “You’re right,” he realized, after thinking about it. “That makes it even worse,” he whined a little.

  “Yeah, but we almost made it this time,” I said, making patterns on his chest. “We’re getting closer.”

  “Yeah. Maybe next time we’ll actually get there.”

  “We better,” I said, bluntly.

  He chuckled and kissed me.

  After the kiss, we just laid there, holding each other.

  “So, I take it that was your brother?” I asked, after a few minutes.

  “Yeah, that was Bradley.”

  “I thought you were positive he wasn’t gonna be here tonight.”

  “Well, I guess I was wrong.”

  “I guess so,” I said. I began laughing softly when something occurred to me.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “Oh, nothing, just that every time I meet one of your family members or friends, we’re, um...” I started to explain, but before I finished Steve started laughing as well. “Well, you think we should go down there?” I asked, after another few minutes.

  “Can’t we just stay here?”

  “As much as I want to, I really don’t think we should.”

  “Why not?”

  I just looked at him.

  “Yeah, okay,” he sighed.

  I snickered.

  As he sat up, I ran my fingers across his abdomen one more time, and he sucked in a tiny breath getting off the bed.

  “Here.” He laughed a little, hitting me in the face with my clothes.

  “Oh, gee, thanks,” I said, with a hint of sarcasm.

  He just smirked.

  When we both had our clothes back on, Steve came over and sat on the edge of the bed. Scooting behind him, I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

  “Ready?”

  “Yep.”

  When he stood up, I loosened my grip a little, and unlocked my legs so they dangled on his hips, and we headed back downstairs.

  “Hey, Pudge,” Brad said, from the couch, when he heard us coming down the stairs, and I could definitely see the family resemblance, except for the dishwater blond hair.

  “Pudge?” I whispered, in Steve’s ear.

  He just shook his head, as if to say, ‘Don’t ask.’

  “Hey, Snitch.”

  “I take it you didn’t get any.” Brad chuckled, looking at Steve.

  “No thanks to you,” he replied, walking over to the other couch.

  “I told him not to go up there,” a woman said, coming in from down the hall, “but you know your brother.”

  “Hey, Ash.” Steve smiled, as I let go of him and sat back on the couch.

  “Hey, Steve.” She came over, moving her long, golden caramel, brown hair to one side, and hugged him. “How are you?”

  “Pretty good, and you?”

  “Pretty good, busy though.”

  “Yeah,” he said, letting her go.

  She turned to me. “And you must be Beth,” she greeted me, holding out her hand.

  “I am,” I replied, shaking it.

  “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

  “Oh?” I said, looking at Steve, with playfulness in my eyes, then turning back to her. “All good things I hope?”

  “Of course,” she answered.

  “Hey, you want anything more to drink?” he asked me.

  “Sure.”

  “Grab me a beer, would ya,” Brad said.

  “You can get up and get it yourself,” Ashlee told him, looking at him.

  “That’s alright, I’ll get it,” Steve replied.

  She just sat down and looked at Brad, before taking a drink of her tea.

  “What?” he asked, defensively.

  She just shook her head in disbelief.

  Steve came back and handed me my Diet Coke, before handing Brad his beer.

  “Thanks.” I smiled.

  When he sat down, I put my legs on his lap and he rubbed them. We sat and talked with Brad and Ashlee for the next couple hours.

  Chapter 18

  “So, how was your first class?”

  Steve sighed, dramatically, and I laughed.

  “That good, huh?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Well, I’m sure it’ll get better.”

  “Yeah, right,” he scoffed. “I’m about ready to just skip my next class and take the rest of the day off.”

  “You just had a wee
k off,” I said, trying not to laugh again.

  “I know, but you weren’t with me and I want to see you.”

  “You’ll see me on Friday.”

  “I know, but I miss you.”

  “I miss you, too.”

  “Then, why won’t you come over?” he asked, lowering his voice.

  “You know why.”

  “I’ll behave, I promise.”

  “No, but nice try.”

  “Fine,” he pouted.

  I snickered.

  “So, what are you up to?” he asked, changing the subject.

  “Well, I’m spending the day with Jo and Ryan and we’re grabbing a bite to eat.”

  “That sounds a lot more fun than sitting in class all day.”

  “It has been fun.”

  “Well, I better go. My second class is about to start.”

  “Oh, okay. Have a good rest of the day.”

  “I’ll try.” He chuckled, lightly. “You too.”

  “I will.” I smiled. “I’ll call you later.”

  “You better,” he replied.

  I laughed a little.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you, too.”

  After hanging up, I put my phone back in my purse.

  “So, how is he?” Jo asked.

  “He’s fine. He’s just really bored with his classes,” I answered. “Plus, he’s grumpy because he won’t see me ‘til Friday.”

  She just shook her head and tried not to chuckle.

  “Now why is that again?” Ryan asked.

  “Because he’s got a big exam on Friday morning and he needs to study, and I know that if I’m around, he won’t.”

  “Oh, that’s right.”

  “Yeah, so please try to keep the boys from bothering him.” I laughed a little.

  “I will,” she replied, with a lilt in her voice.

  A few minutes later, our waitress brought our food. Over the next hour, we talked and enjoyed our meals. By the time we all finished, we were laughing so hard that Jo almost peed her pants.

  After leaving the restaurant, we decided to do more shopping. The first store we went into was Victoria’s Secret.

  “Do you know what you’re looking for?” Jo asked.

  “No, not really. I want something that will make him crazy, but tasteful at the same time.”

  “Okay.”

  After just a few minutes of looking, she eyed something and took it off the rack.

  “Go try this on.” She smiled.

  “Okay.”

  “Do you need any help?” she asked, holding the door to the handicapped room open for me.

  “No, I think I’ve got it, but thanks.”

  “Okay. We’ll be right out here.”

  “Okay.”

  After putting the bra and underwear set on, I just sat in front of the mirror and looked at it on me. Both of them were black and completely made of lace, most of which was semi-see-through. The bra had removable straps and a sweetheart neckline, and the underwire pushed my breasts up and closer together, giving me more cleavage. The underwear was very low cut and covered just enough, and there was only a thin strip of fabric on either hip connecting the front and back. Grinning, I took a deep breath, turned around, and opened the door.

  Hearing the door, Jo and Ryan came over.

  “So, what do you think?” I asked.

  “I love it. It looks amazing on you,” Ryan answered, sitting in front of me, blocking the view of any onlookers.

  “She’s right, it looks amazing on you,” Jo agreed. “And I definitely think you’re going to give him a heart attack,” she added.

  Ryan and I laughed.

  “What do you think?”

  “I’m definitely going to need that wax appointment,” I semi-joked.

  They both laughed.

  “Besides that,” Jo said, still chuckling.

  “I like it...” I replied, looking down at it again.

  “But?” Ryan questioned, sensing my hesitation.

  “I don’t know exactly. I guess I’m just not used to stuff like this, that’s all.”

  “What do you mean?” Jo asked.

  “I usually wear things made of cotton and aren’t the least bit see-through.”

  “Oh. So you don’t like it?”

  “No, I do. I just think I have to get used to it, and I will by Friday,” I told her, with a smile. “Okay, well, I’m going to get dressed and I’ll meet you out by the checkout.”

  “Okay,” they both said, and Jo closed the door.

  After putting my clothes back on, I carefully put the set back on the hanger then went out to pay for it.

  “So, where to next?” I asked, as we left the store, then looked at Jo and Ryan. “Or do you need to get home?”

  “No, I’m fine,” Ryan replied. “Case is watching Katie.”

  “And you?” I asked Jo.

  “I’m good.”

  “You sure?”

  “Yep,” she assured me.

  “Okay.”

  “So, where to next?”

  “Well, I need to get something to wear to dinner.”

  “Do you know where you’re going?”

  “The Eagle’s Nest.”

  “Wow,” Ryan said.

  “I know.” I smiled.

  “Okay, we should go to Macy’s because it’ll probably be cheaper than Von Maur,” Jo suggested.

  “I think so, too,” I agreed, “especially since it’s close to prom season.”

  When we got to Macy’s, we headed straight for the juniors’ department. It took us a few minutes to find something. It wasn’t that there wasn’t anything I liked, it was just the opposite. However, none of the dresses we liked were acceptable. Most of them were too short and were made for a party or to go out to a club. Finally, Jo spotted something.

  “What do you think?” she asked, taking it off the rack, and showing it to me.

  It was a black knee-length, satin cocktail dress, with a low cut V-neck and straight back, and had wide straps that thinned out in the back, and ruching from the bust line to mid-thigh.

  “Ooh, I like it,” I answered. “How much is it?”

  “Eighty dollars. Do you want to try it on?”

  “Yeah. As long as it’s a hundred dollars or less, I’m good.”

  “Okay, what size? It looks like they’re in evens.”

  “I know a zero would be too small, considering what I found out with my prom dress, so grab a two, but also grab a four, just in case.”

  “Okay.”

  “So, what happened with your prom dress?” Ryan asked.

  “Well, I wear a zero in jeans, and they only had size one and above so I bought it thinking I would have to get it brought in, but when I tried it on the weekend before prom it wouldn’t zip.”

  “Oh,” she snickered.

  “Yeah,” I replied, with a chuckle. “So, long story short, I bought a three and it barely zipped. I couldn’t even wear a strapless bra.”

  “Wow.”

  “Needless to say, I’ve never been so proud of my boobs in my life,” I finished.

  We both laughed.

  “Hey,” Jo said, coming back with the dresses, “it’s also in royal blue, so I got the four in it that way we can see which color is best.”

  “Oh, good idea,” I said.

  When we got to the dressing room, I asked Jo to help me since I usually had trouble with dresses. I decided to go ahead and put on the bra I just bought to make sure the dress would cover it since it was so low cut. After she zipped the blue dress up, and I readjusted myself, I looked in the mirror.

  “So, first of all, how does it feel?” she asked.

  “It feels a little too big,” I told her, pulling a little at one of the sides.

  “Okay. So we know the four is out. Do you like the color?”

  “I do, but I want to try the black one on first.�
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  “Okay,” she said, as she helped me change dresses. “So?” she asked, once the black dress was zipped.

  “It fits perfectly. It covers my bra completely and it’s not loose by any stretch, but I can breathe comfortably.”

  “Well, that’s good. Now that we’ve covered that, do you like it?”

  “Yeah, I really do,” I replied, with a huge grin. “What do you think?”

  “I love it, and I think Steve won’t know what hit him.” Her lips quirked up. “So, is this it?”

  “I think so, but I want to know what Ryan thinks before I make my final decision.”

  “Okay.”

  “Wow,” Ryan said, when I came to the doorway.

  “You like it?” I asked, looking down at the dress, and running my fingers over the fabric.

  “I think it’s amazing and Steve won’t know what to do with himself.”

  Jo and I both chuckled.

  “That’s what I said,” Jo said.

  “So, what do you think?” Ryan asked.

  “I love it,” I said, looking at her, with another big smile.

  “And it fits?”

  “Perfectly.”

  “So what color are you going with?”

  “I really like the black.”

  “Plus, the blue gets people’s attention and I don’t think you’ll have any trouble getting their attention,” Jo added.

  “That’s true,” Ryan agreed, and my lips twisted up a little shyly.

  After paying for the dress, we headed to the parking lot.

  “So, do you need to stop by the specialty store to get some shoes?” Jo asked, as we all loaded into Ryan’s van.

  “No, I brought my black open-toed, strappy heels with me. I knew that we were going to dinner, so I brought them just in case.”

  “Oh, okay. Good thing you did, huh,” she replied, pulling out, and heading back to Ryan’s apartment.

  “Yeah.”

  The next day was eventful because of my wax appointment. Needless to say, I was glad I had at least three days for my lower body to heal. The rest of the week was pretty laid-back and relaxing. I decided to stay with Jo and Jayce instead of at home to help them with the nursery. The other reason I stayed with them was so I wouldn’t get bored and give in to Steve. During the week, we finished painting the nursery and Jayce got the crib assembled. Jo and I also figured out how we were going to do my hair on Friday.