by Kalts
“If only you were that pretty,” Bobby whispered under his nose but we all heard him. I laughed and Tony continued to laugh hysterically. Bobby gave me a high five. Tony and I started talking, and we took a selfie together.
“Please, no selfies for me,” Ash said as he excused himself from the picture session. Still sitting next to Ash, I continued snapping a few pictures anyway. After some hours of drinking, smoking, and sharing banters, Ash decided to take me home; it started raining on our way home. By the time he pulled up in my driveway, it was already raining cats and dogs. I had no other option than to step into the rain because I was already feeling tipsy and I needed rest. Ash tried to wrap me with his jacket to shield me from the rain but there was no escaping this rain, as both of us got wet. He tried to kiss me, but I pulled back because I didn’t want to be more than a friend to Ash. I really had a good friendship with him and his mom and I did not want to ruin that. If I took another step toward this direction, I knew he would propose the next day. That was how much I knew he loved me.
But he was persistent, and finally we started kissing. He gently slid his hands under my shirt. We both sat in the middle of the Avante parking lot with me on his lap and, before I could say jack, he was already going in and out of me. It felt really good and exciting, as I had never done it on the street nor when it was raining.
Ash showed me a different side of him. He made me comfortable with him as I stopped caring about everything around me, and I was really into it with Ash. He told me I looked very beautiful with my wet hair. He kissed my neck and did not let it go, an act that turned me on. I asked him to let me go, but he refused. He placed his hands under my ass and lifted me up and down, which really got the ball rolling. I was moaning and screaming; he put one of his hands on my mouth to reduce the moans and screams and he was still moving me up and down with the other hand. It was very sexy to see Ash this way; he was usually very reserved and polite. I loved this masculine side of Ash’s. I was getting addicted to his darker side. I told him to go easy, as I couldn’t take it any longer. He kissed me and helped me get up. He got another jacket from the car and put it on me; we kissed each other and said our good nights. This is all just happening in my head I know Ash will never do that in million years.
Cody
I got back inside my apartment and went for a quick shower. I sat down in the bathtub and let the water clean my demons away. I cried slowly before I got up and washed myself thoroughly, poured a glass of wine, and slept off.
By the time I woke up, it was already 8 AM in the morning. I realized that I had slept on the floor of my living room. I had the biggest headache as a result of too much booze. I turned on the music to make me feel better as I went to brush my teeth. I danced to the music as I stepped inside the shower, did my hair next, and got dressed. I made a list of things I needed to get at the grocery store before I headed out. An hour later, I was back in the comfort of my home. I placed every item I bought from the grocery store in its right place, made myself a cup of coffee, and decided to relax and check my messages. I had three unread text messages, all from Cody last night, that I needed to reply to. “I know we started something yesterday that I need to finish,” that was the content of his text messages. Cody was very hard to stay away from because I always wanted to be in his company.
I texted him back, “Sorry, I just saw your text, can I see you tonight?”
I heard a knock on the door. I got up to open the door and it was Tony. Before I went to answer the door, I quietly waited for Cody’s reply to my message. The little bubbles sound my phone made whenever I got a text message seemed to take forever to sound. Finally, he replied. “I’ll be there around five!” the text read. I slipped my phone into the back of my pocket and opened the door for Tony.
“Hey!!!” I said to him as he stepped into my living room. He lowered his sunglasses and was holding a bottle of red wine. I had a smile on my face. “Are you by yourself or is your girlfriend with you?” I said jokingly.
Tony said, “I thought about bringing her but I didn’t want to make a scene.” I closed the door and he continued, “I have always wanted to have a threesome.”
“I will kill you,” I fired at him.
“I’m just kidding, Kara. Even if there was a girl with me, I would be busy doing you,” he tried to tease me. Tony’s words always set the mood for me to fuck. “I couldn’t sleep all night. Your ass was what I was thinking about,” he said to me with a sinister look on his face. He licked my upper lip and said, “What do you plan to do to me? I want to satisfy every inch of you.”
I told him to put me down and then I went to the kitchen counter and started putting the wine glasses in the shelf. Tony said, “So Ash was being very protective yesterday at the bar.”
I laughed and asked, “Did it bother you?”
Tony rolled his eyes and replied, “I dislike when guys act like that, Cody’s another one.”
“What about him?” I asked.
“Other guys are just annoying…it is really annoying,” Tony said. “I can’t imagine another guy touching you not after we have made love,” he bemoaned. He was visibly upset and became more upset because I left him all alone in the living room and he decided to take his leave.
“Tony!!!” I called out to him but he was already at the door. I looked out the door but he was already in his car. I was not bothered; he would be back. I grabbed my wineglasses, a bottle of wine, and headed to my balcony to relax and enjoy the natural breeze. The furniture guys finally came around with my furniture.
“Here, if you would sign that for me.” The furniture guy handed over a delivery booklet for me to sign and he started looking for a pen. I reached for his shirt pocket, grabbed a pen, and signed. I slipped the pen back into his shirt pocket; he smiled and his smile was something worth dying for. They started bringing everything in and they were done some minutes later. Cody arrived moments after they had finished arranging the furniture. He walked in and we exchanged pleasantries and ended it with a kiss.
“I like the furniture,” he remarked.
“Thanks,” I replied.
“Here is the manual. You can read it and please give us a call, in case you need anything,” the beautiful delivery guy said to me. On the piece of paper, I wrote my number and handed it back to him. He said thank you and left.
I turned around and Cody was shirtless on the couch. I lay on top of him, with my clothes on. I was facing the ceiling and my back was on his chest; he was playing with my hair. “I’m not letting you go today,” he said to me as he played with my hair.
Cody said he was still horny from yesterday. He told me to stop playing with his feelings. He licked my neck in a sensual way. I stuck my tongue out and we both did tongue play with each other. He held on to my hair; I got up and he did too. I moved my hair over my face. Cody found that to be hot and he put both of his hands in my hair and said, “You’re fucking beautiful.” He unhooked my bra and slapped my breast. I got my phone and started making a video of us. He grabbed my hair really hard and kissed my neck. I opened my mouth and he bit my lip. He asked me, “Is that too much?”
I said, “I’m bored. I like it a little rough.” Even though my body was aching from Tony’s session.
He said, “I want to see you wet.” I looked at him and laughed. I asked him if he had a hair fetish. Cody looked at me with his sexy eyes and said, “Maybe.” I got up and made my way to the shower, turned on the water, and took my jeans off. He decided to join me in the shower and took his jeans off. The water trickled down my head but I still had my shirt on, although without a bra. I opened my eyes and couldn’t help but stare at this gorgeous man and I saw how much pleasure I had given. I grabbed my hair and closed my eyes. That was just too much for him; he ripped my shirt off and forcefully pulled my panty off me. I started kissing him with his hard penis in me. We fucked each other like there was no tomorrow as all the feelings that we had been brewing for the past years decided to come out today. I leaned o
n the walls under the shower head, Cody just went for it. There was a time he whispered in my ear, “You are so tight.”
“Tony, I love you!” I screamed when the intensity was getting too much. He pulled it out of me instead, “What the fuck did you just call me?” he bellowed, a little red-faced and embarrassed. He was very angry at me because I had just called him Tony. I did not know how that even happened.
“Sorry, I don’t know who Tony is. Maybe you did not hear me,” I tried to defend my mistake sheepishly.
In a bid to drive home my point, I feigned a little annoyance and decided to step out of the shower but he pulled me back and said to me, “You don’t walk out on me before I’m done.” He kissed me and held my hair tight, maybe a little too tight. But to satisfy him, I kept quiet. He was mad at me and didn’t want to be my romantic Cody any longer.
I could not continue, as all I felt was pain. I told Cody I couldn’t do that and I got out of the shower. Cody said, “I don’t understand, why do you like playing with my emotions?” I kissed him and he lifted my leg up. I told him to stop; this could take us somewhere we may not come back from. But he paid little or no attention as he said, “I love how flexible you are, I can do so much damage to you,” and he licked his lips. He continued, “Trust me, I can put all your demons to sleep.”
“I can’t right now.” I said to him as I tried to wriggle free from his grip but he touched me and said, “Just a few minutes, I know you need this as much I do, baby.”
I told him I can’t and I walked away, but he pulled me and started kissing me softly against the wall. I told him we could go all night. He said that was what he was trying to do. I pushed him to the door, forced him to leave and he did without much resistance. I locked the door; I needed some time alone as I got my pack of cigarette and my blanket. I sat on the balcony chair and smoked away. My vagina had tears and I looked like a mess.
I would tell myself every night that I would take control of my life but every morning instead of starting all over again, I just picked up from where I had left off.
Two hours later, Cody texted me, “Hey babe, I’m sorry.” I looked at the text over and over again. I said never again will Cody get in my head. I threw my phone away. “Unless my phone magically turns into a glass of wine, I am not touching it again for the rest of the day,” I said to myself as I continued to reflect on my life.
Every night I felt alive and lived a life of a single woman and I stayed true to myself. I drank and smoked away. I listened to a lot of music and I danced away the night. I gave myself pep talks but when the sun came up, I lived my ‘Second Life.’
It was 7 AM and was a Friday. I got another text from Cody “Talk to me please.” I told myself I needed a new distraction; I was getting tired of him. My phone rang again and I answered hello. The voice on the other end was husky and nervous as he replied with a hello.
“This is Scott, the guy who delivered you furniture.” The caller finally revealed his identity.
Scott
“Did I call you at the wrong time?” he asked anxiously.
“No, its fine,” I replied.
“I would you like to have coffee with you,” he asked and I agreed to honor his invitation by saying, “I would love that.”
“Awesome! I’ll be at the coffee shop near your place in an hour, is that okay?” He asked. I could sense the eagerness in his voice.
“Yes. I’ll be there,” I replied.
“I’ll see you then,” he said excitedly.
I ended the conversation with a smile and screamed “Oh my God!” I started getting ready, fixed my hair, and decided to wear a short baby pink summer dress. I styled my hair into wavy curls. I sprayed perfume, and wore flat shoes. I grabbed my purse and I was out of the door.
I saw Scott sitting on his bike, playing with this phone. As I got closer, he stood up. We exchanged kisses and then he kissed my hand in a romantic way. I had a smile on my face. Scott seemed to be very charming so far. I told him I loved his bike. His bike was gorgeous and it was quite unique. He thanked me. The bike gave him a bad boy look. He got on the bike and told me to get on. He held my hand to serve as support as I hopped on the bike. He asked me, “Are you scared?”
I asked, “How far is the ride.” He assured me that it was not too far and he fixed my helmet. He put his own helmet on, and began to slowly ride. He told me that I could hold on to him if I wanted. “I don’t bite you know; you can hold me.” Those were his exact words. I smiled gently and held on to his waist. He started talking to me and asked me if I liked Paris.
“Yes, I love it here,” I replied with a bright smile as I enjoyed the ride.
I asked him if he liked living in Paris and he answered by saying, “I love Paris because the women here are prettier.” He looked at me from the bike’s mirror. I turned my face the other way, smiling, but he checked me out from the other mirror.
I smiled and I held him tighter with both my hands and rested my head on his shoulders. We finally got to the place where you could see the ocean; we sat on one of the big rocks. Scott grabbed his backpack and brought out a little thermos and two white mugs.
I said, “This is so clever.”
“I asked if you will like to get coffee with me, I did not say where,” he said to me, trying to be cheeky.
“True, true,” I replied with a bright smile on my face. He handed me the mug and told me to hold on. It was missing something. He handed me a teaspoon and a pack of sugar.
I smiled and said, “This is just perfect, Scott,” and I told him men were made better in Paris too. He sat next to me and asked me if I liked my furniture.
“Yes, I’m enjoying it,” I answered.
“Nice,” he replied.
I asked him if he was single, he said, “Yes very much single, but I’m enjoying you already, I’m not going to look anymore.” He said it with so much intent in his eyes.
“Really, Scott?” I asked, lifting my eyebrows quizzically.
“Yes, you’re a gorgeous woman to be with. Any guy will be lucky to have you.”
I complimented him by saying he was a very romantic guy and any girl would be lucky to have him too.
“I hope you have had a good time so far?” he asked. I smiled and replied affirmatively with a nod. We finished our coffee. I really had a great time with him and thought to myself, I’m probably going to be hanging out with him for a while. He said he would be right back and walked into the woods. I thought he was probably going to take a leak. I got my phone out of my purse to take a selfie because this place was amazing. I was enjoying myself there. I wanted to capture that moment.
I was trying to get the best light for the selfie when, all of a sudden, I heard Scott yelling, “Run, run!!!” I turned back and saw him running toward me. I did not take him seriously at first but a couple of seconds later, I saw some guys running behind him. I ran towards the bike, but I had no keys. He threw the keys to me and I started the bike. My legs were shaking and I was really moving like I had lost control of them. I got on the bike and start riding slowly because I was waiting for him to catch up to me. Scott got on the bike and we took off. I was laughing as he held my shoulders and he started laughing too. I asked him what was going on; I needed to know what had just happened. He said it was a long story, but, “They still wanted me work with them so they are after me now.”
“Are you gangster or something?” I asked him incredulously.
“Maybe,” he replied hesitantly, waiting for my reply.
“That’s hot, can I be your partner?” I gave him an unexpected response.
He laughed and said, “No!”
I told him I had always wanted to live that life for a day or two. I tried really hard to persuade him. He still said absolutely not.
“I’ll consider it since you can ride a bike so well,” he said to me after much persuasion.
“Think about it, if I can ride a bike so well, what else do you think I could ride,” I said teasingly.
We were in my place in no time. I was on top of him, riding; we kissed passionately and made love doggy style. He was very gentle and easy on me, so I asked him, “Where is the gangster in you at? Can I see that side of you?” He turned me over and he went hardcore on my poor body and I let him have it. I needed that; I was hoping he wouldn’t get sentimental on me. That always seemed to be happening all the time with me. I never understood why, what I wanted from them made them fall in love with me. They all wanted something more than the great sex while all I wanted was fun.
A few minutes later, I was almost out of breath but I was not going to tell him to stop. He got up and started kissing my feet. He had my toes in his mouth, this turned me on, and I was moaning. Nobody had sucked on my feet before and it was something new and fun. He told me I had pretty feet and a few minutes later, we were done. He lay with me and asked me what my plans were for the rest of the night. “I’m probably going to get drunk.”
He said “Really?” in a concerned way.
“I thought you had a great time with me.”
I told him I did and why would he ask me that?
He said, “The real reason people get drunk is because they’re sad inside.”
I realized I would have to be my real self around him because it looks liked he had me all figured out.
Sid
It was 9 AM, I could hear people talking, but the voices seem to be close to my window. I got up from the bed, took a look out the window, and saw two guys moving in furniture. Looks like I have a new neighbor, I thought. I heard a gentle knock on my door, I was in my pajamas and was a little hesitant to open the door but I did it anyway. It was one of the guys I had seen outside. I smiled and said a greeting, trying hard to hide the rest of my body behind the door.
He said, “Hey I’m Sid.” He shook my hand.
“I’m Kara.”
“Nice to meet you, I was just wondering if I could get some water from you?” he asked.
I kept looking at his gorgeous smile. He looked like he lived in the gym. He was sweating a bit from moving furniture.