I went to raise my arms around his neck, but he took my hands and pinned them right above my head, holding me down as he had his way with me, shoving into my wetness.
It felt aggressive and wanton and it was exactly what I wanted and needed. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feel of his cock, pushing into me, stretching me.
I felt him release one of my hands and so, I began to fondle my own breasts and nipples as he thrust in and out of me.
The pleasure was building, my heart rate picked up, my inner muscles began to tighten, and then my whole body tensed as I orgasmed.
I couldn’t breathe, think, or move, as my orgasm took over my entire being. I could feel my inner muscles clenching and then unclenching around Carter’s sex.
But he wasn’t done yet and as I lay gasping for air, he pulled out of me.
“Turn over,” he commanded. I opened my eyes, not realizing that I’d closed them, and saw that he was still very erect.
He began to rub his cock, that was still wet from penetrating my sex, while he looked at my body.
“Turn over,” he repeated lustfully, his voice nothing but a soft whisper.
I did as he said, slowly rolling over until I was on my knees. I looked over my shoulder behind me and watched him as he kept one hand on his cock and used the other one to open me. He slid a finger into me and my hips bucked.
I grabbed the arm of the couch and planted my hands there, just in time, as Carter slowly pushed into me, stretching me yet again and I shook at the feel of his dick entering my quivering wetness.
Just like before, he didn’t bother going slow. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back, bringing my sex onto his cock over and over again, changing up the tempo and rhythm, but not pulling completely out.
I started moaning and I could hear his breathing quicken, until we were both panting each other’s names with every single one of his thrusts.
He surprised me then by reaching around and playing with my clit as he penetrated me from behind. I didn’t want to come again so soon, but who was I kidding? Carter was completely in control. I was just a willing bystander.
I could feel my sex seizing up around his cock, squeezing him, trying to keep him deep inside. And just like that I began to come, this time shaking.
He groaned and leaned over to place kisses down my spine, but then the gentleness was gone as he pushed into me over and over, gripping my hips as he sheathed himself in me as far as he could go. He stretched me and filled me in a way Tom never could, and I came again as Carter grunted one last time before filling me with his seed, thrusting a little as he came hard.
He pulled out immediately and I collapsed down on the couch, spent, but satisfied.
My eyes were closed, and I could feel Carter’s hand rubbing my hip, lazily up and down. I don’t know if I dozed off, but abruptly I opened my eyes, when I heard him give a gruff chuckle. He was sitting right next to me, staring down at me with amusement.
“What?” I said, my voice surprising me. I sounded drunk. Drunk with lust, obviously, I thought to myself.
“You have a dopey smile on your face.”
“No, I don’t,” I said.
“Yes, you do.”
“Whatever,” I said, trying to wipe the stupid grin off my face.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I like that I made you smile.”
I felt myself blushing. “You did a lot more than make me smile.”
“Don’t I know it,” he said, wiggling his brows and making me giggle.
I tossed a throw pillow at him that I found tucked under my butt. He easily dodged it and pulled me into his arms.
He held me in his arms and placed his head on the top of mine.
We sat like that silently, me enjoying the feeling of him holding me. But now that we were not having sex, I had to deal with the consequences of our actions. I didn’t want to. I just wanted to pretend all this was no big deal, but it was a big deal. It was a huge deal. We’d yet again crossed the threshold of being just friends.
I tried not to think of that one time years ago when I’d showed up at his dorm room. I tried to forget what had happened between us that night and what it said about me. About me as a person. And what it said about my morals or lack thereof.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked me, thankfully pulling me away from my own thoughts.
“Nothing…” I lied. “What about you?”
After a long pause, he said, “I’m thinking that we’re terrible people, because not only did we destroy Piper’s couch, but we have our bare-naked butts on it.”
I hadn’t thought of that.
“Oh my gosh. Do you think she’ll notice?” I said sitting up and looking around. We’d kind of made a mess of the whole living room and I hadn’t even noticed. The couch wasn’t where it had originally been. The rug was crooked. Throw pillows were everywhere and the cushions of the couch were askew.
And then to our horror, the front door opened.
I screamed and tried to hide behind Carter. Carter, being the gentleman that he was tried to hide me behind him, and in the hurry to get out of sight of whoever was coming in through the door, he accidentally hit me in the eye with his elbow and I accidentally kneed him in the crotch.
So that’s how Piper found us—Carter grimacing with his hand on his crotch and me holding my eye, naked on her couch.
She stared at us and dropped her bags, “Oh my God, you freaks. Put on some clothes and get your nasty butts off my couch.”
Ten minutes later, I made myself step out of the shower. I’d grabbed my clothes and sprinted into the bathroom after Piper’s shocking arrival.
I sheepishly dried off and put on my clothes and then peeked outside where I could hear Piper laughing. I didn’t hear Carter’s voice. I wondered about that as I made my way out.
“You’re ridiculous,” she giggled as I entered the living room and I thought she was talking to me when I saw that she was actually on the phone with someone.
She realized I was there and gave me a pointed look. And then pointed at a seat at her dining room table. Uh oh. I was in trouble, I thought, as I sat down at the table.
“I gotta go. I have to take care of some business. Call you later,” she said ending her conversation.
I looked around and to distract her from the conversation I knew I couldn’t avoid, said, “Where’s Carter?”
“Gone. He mumbled an apology and then hightailed it out of here.”
“Smart guy,” I joked even though part of me was irrationally upset that he could just, well, leave after what we’d just done… several times… on Piper’s couch.
Speaking of which. “I’ll pay to have your couch cleaned.”
Piper made a face. “Are you kidding me? I’m getting rid of it. There’s no way I can look at it now without thinking of your butts on it.”
“I’m sorry,” I squeaked. “Really, really, sorry.”
She sat down heavily across from me and gave me a disapproving look. “You should be. I really liked that couch. You two could have at least played hide the sausage on my bed. That way I could just change my sheets.”
I turned bright red and said, “Hide the sausage?”
She giggled and then so did I. Our fits of giggles turned into full-on laughter.
“Oh my god, you should have seen your face when I walked in,” she said, gasping out the words between giggles. “You were holding your eye and he was holding his crotch. If I hadn’t been so startled, I would have laughed. What the hell kind of sex were you guys having? When I have sex I never end up with a penis in my eye. I hate to say it, but I think you guys are doing it all wrong. You might need to take sex ed again.”
I almost fell off the chair laughing. When I could finally breathe, I said, “We were trying to hide, but we got tangled in our rush and I ended up kneeing his nether regions and he ended up elbowing me in my eye.”
Piper looked unconvinced. “Likely story.”
I laughed again and then
my mood grew serious. “I guess I should explain what was going on…”
“Explain what? You two had sex. That’s pretty obvious.”
I blushed again, “No… I mean… well, yeah, but…”
Piper looked at me confused. “Umm… it was bound to happen sometime.”
“What?”
She looked at me again, this time her expression dubious. “Carter always had a thing for you. I always thought you guys would eventually end up together. Sometimes I felt like a third wheel with you two. You guys were just always so close.”
“What?” I said again, shaking my head as if to clear it. “You always thought we would end up together? But we were just friends back then,” I said, and then I instantly felt bad. Piper didn’t know what had happened all those years ago and I felt bad keeping her out of the loop, but I didn’t want her to know the type of person I could be. I didn’t want her to know that her friend was capable of infidelity.
“Come on, Dana. You had to notice. He adored you. And he was pissed when you started dating Tom. And even more pissed when you married him.”
“But he came to my wedding—”
“To save face. It would have looked bad if he hadn’t shown up.”
“And he brought a date—”
“Of course he did. If the love of your life was your best friend and he was marrying someone else, wouldn’t you want someone with you to soften the blow?”
I put up my hand. “Wait a minute. Love of his life? You’re way overthinking this, Piper.”
“No. I’m not exaggerating. Carter’s always loved you. Do you really think it’s a coincidence that he came back into town after your divorce?”
I nodded. “Well, yeah.”
She looked at me as if I were the stupidest person in the world. “I can assure you that Carter would have happily spent the rest of his life saving orphans in far off places of the world, or whatever he was doing, if he hadn’t heard you had gotten divorced.”
“You’re giving me way too much credit. Carter loves me like you love a friend. You know?”
“Really?” Piper said giving me a look. “So are you saying that what you and he did on my couch earlier was just the work of two friends?”
She had a point. I wasn’t going to tell her that. It was time to avoid the subject.
“What are you doing home so early? Carter said you weren’t expected back until later this weekend.”
“Well,” she said with a big smile on her face. “Morgan is coming back into town.”
“Morgan?”
“My magician lover. Not that we’ve gotten down and dirty like you and Carter…”
“Piper—”
“What?”
“Can we just pretend that what you saw didn’t happen?”
She sighed, “I’m the one that had to endure seeing the naked bodies of both my friends… so spare me.”
I grimaced. “Sorry.”
She said as if she were a schoolmarm, “You should be.”
My phone began ringing and I jumped up to find it. My purse was somehow wedged under the coffee table. I gave it one hard yank and flew into the couch as I unearthed it.
I dug through my purse searching for my phone, knowing that the ringing would stop in a few seconds and worried that it was Meredith. When I finally found it at the bottom of my purse, the caller had already hung up. It was a missed call from Carter.
I wasn’t ready to talk to him yet. I just couldn’t.
“Who was it?” Piper asked.
“Carter,” I said softly.
“So are you guys an item now and I’m just the last to know? First you make out at my party and now this,” she said, gesturing to her couch which was still a little disheveled. “And don’t try to tell me you guys were just pretending… that might have been a likely excuse before, but definitely not now.”
I blushed. “We’re not an item. We’re just friends… we’ve always been friends…”
“Friends that just happen to have sex with each other?”
“It was a one-time lapse in judgment,” I lied. “Carter and I are just friends. I’m not ready to be in a relationship with anyone. I mean, your brother really left me feeling like a… a… nobody.”
Her face instantly changed. Gone was the teasing smile. In her eyes was sympathy. “I’m sorry. My brother’s a dick. I wish you’d never had dated him, let alone married him.”
“It wasn’t all bad”, I said pitifully. “I got Meredith.”
“And Meredith is an amazing little girl, but there’s nothing wrong with wanting more for yourself. You deserve to move on, too, Dana.”
“I know that. I just… can’t…”
“Well, it seems like you’re off to a good start,” she said teasing again.
I sighed. “What happened between me and Carter was just a spur of the moment thing. A mistake. I was feeling emotional. He was really comforting. One thing led to another—”
“And you guys found yourself butt naked on my couch. Yeah, I get naked on my couch with Carter all the time when I feel emotional,” she mocked. I narrowed my eyes at her and she sighed. “Fine. If you want to pretend nothing is going on between you and him… but hey, as his friend, could you not call it a mistake around him?”
I gulped. “But it was—”
Her face tightened, and she had a look on her face that I wasn’t familiar with. Was she angry with me?
“Are you angry with me?”
She shrugged. “I’m trying not to be. But Carter loves you, Dana.”
“He’s my friend—”
“He’s OUR friend, but you broke his heart when you chose Tom over him.”
I felt my world fall out of focus. “So, you know what happened all those years ago?”
She nodded.
I wanted to hide my face.
“I’m sorry,”
“Why are you apologizing?”
“I cheated on your brother with our best friend.”
She shrugged. “You call it a mistake, I call it karma.”
“What?”
“Tom was a serial cheater.”
Now I was in shock. My head started to hurt, and I felt like I could barely breathe. “What? Tom cheated on me? And you knew? And you never told me?”
I didn’t know what upset me more: knowing that Tom had been unfaithful to me or knowing that Piper had known the whole time and never told me.
Piper looked away. “I’m sorry—”
I wasn’t ready to hear this and I was determined not to stick around to hear any more. I rose from my seat at the table and silently gathered my things.
“Dana, wait, come on, I didn’t know what to do, I knew you wouldn’t believe me if I told you. You thought the sun rose and set on Tom. You wouldn’t have believed me.”
I knew she was right. Up until he’d divorced me I’d put Tom on a pedestal. He could do no wrong in my eyes. I’d always chosen to believe the best of him even when he always just showed me his worst. But I still felt betrayed by Piper. It seemed like we were all keeping secrets. Piper knew about Tom’s infidelity and had never told me. Carter apparently always harbored feelings for me and I’d never told Piper that we’d slept together in college. Some friends we were.
“I can’t talk about this now,” I said as she grabbed my shoulder to stop me from leaving.
“Don’t be angry with me. I was just a kid. I didn’t know what to do.”
“Tell me something. Was he cheating on me while I was married to him? I mean once a cheater always a cheater, right?”
She shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. And I swear I would have told you—”
“Really? You really expect me to believe that. I thought you were better than this, Piper,” I said, my voice dripping with animosity. I knew I was lashing out. I was angry and upset and I felt betrayed by everyone who was important in my life. The only people I’d thought I could trust apparently kept secrets from me deliberately. I knew I had no right to fault them, but I had
to direct my pain and anger towards something, and that something was actually someone. I couldn’t yell at Tom or Carter, so I yelled at Piper.
“Like I said, I’m sorry. If I could do it all over again, I would have told you, Dana. But you were so in love with him. You wouldn’t have listened to me.” Her voice sounded raw and I could tell she was getting choked up. “Please tell me you understand why I didn’t say anything. I just didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship by you thinking I was a liar.”
“Too late,” I said with no emotion in my voice.
Piper looked as if I slapped her. Hesitantly she said, “Well, I’m here for you, if you want to talk…”
I didn’t say a word in reply; I just shrugged and walked away, feeling that in more ways than one, I’d lost both of my best friends in one day.
Chapter Six
“Mom, come on, wake up. I’m going to be late to school.”
I groaned as I made myself sit up. I pushed my hair out of my face and sighed before falling back into the pillows.
“Mom, please… you’re going to make me late and then I’ll be embarrassed and sad and end up in juvenile detention because of neglect.”
I sat up instantly. Where had she gotten those crazy ideas from? “Have you been watching TV for adults again?”
She shook her head innocently. “Nope. Danny Schultz told me his cousin is in juvie for talking back to his parents and peeing on the neighbor’s front yard.”
I frowned. “Honey, can you talk to someone else at school besides Danny Schultz?”
She shrugged. “Sure. But I talk to everyone. It’s just that Danny is never boring.”
“You got that right,” I mumbled to myself.
“His mom is a parole officer. She gives sandwiches to criminals and sometimes she lets the really nice ones sleep on her couch.”
Now I was definitely awake. “No sleepovers at Danny’s place.”
She giggled. “Oh Mom, you’re so silly. Dad would NEVER let me go on a sleepover at a boy’s house. No way, no how.”
The way she said it was adorable but at the mention of her father I instantly became furious. After Piper’s confession, I went from thinking of Tom as the one who got away to the one who could have possibly given me an STD or STI, whatever the kids called sexually transmitted diseases nowadays.
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