Mine on Christmas

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “Bedroom, now,” I groaned as I felt all the blood in my body trying to rush to my throbbing member.

  “Oh, some one’s getting bossy.”

  As she walked past me in the doorway I gave her a playful tap on the ass. She bit her lip as she looked back at me and then turned to walk to my bedroom. Oh, how I could have watched her naked body for hours and hours.

  I had it planned out in my head. We were going to make love that night; slow, deliciously romantic love. I would keep my animalistic needs in check and fulfill every romantic fantasy I could think of for Niki.

  At least that was my plan. Apparently, Niki had a whole different plan in mind since she pushed me back onto the bed the second we were both close enough. She climbed onto me and straddled me with ease. Without even a moment of notice, she had her hand reaching into my pants and pulling me out.

  Her grip was hard as she stroked and played with me. I couldn’t take much of that aggression, I was already dripping onto her fingers.

  “Condoms?” she asked looking around and climbing off of me to look in the side table.

  “Shit,” I groaned. “They aren’t in there. I’m not sure where I put them.”

  “You don’t have condoms in your side table?” She laughed and looked down at my very erect body.

  “Don’t laugh. I don’t bring women home. I just happened to have some condoms I bought months ago but I’m not sure where I put them.”

  Then it happened. I ruined our sex for good as I stood up and farted. It wasn’t a soft, quiet fart either. I let one rip. The smell was absolutely nasty. Even I curled my own nose up as the stench hit me quickly.

  “Oh, my gosh that is so funny,” Niki laughed and fell onto the floor.

  It didn’t matter that the room stunk terribly. I was still hard as a rock as I looked over my erect member and down at Niki on the floor. Surely she wasn’t going to keep going with our little night of fun?

  But I was wrong. Oh, how wrong I was. Niki eyed my body and got onto her knees. She laced her fingers around me and then let her lips follow. We were both in mid laughter as she took me into her mouth.

  What an unusually perfect moment it was. We were having fun, laughing and enjoying what would turn out to be a long night of sex and fun. Niki looked up at me and still had a smile on her face as she took me deep into her mouth. I loved looking at her lips around me, I loved the crinkly lines around her eyes that had formed from the laughter.

  “You’ll have to let me go if I’m ever going to find those condoms,” I said as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her mouth around me.

  She wasn’t letting me go though. Niki seemed rather content right there for the moment so who was I to argue with her. I leaned against the bed to steady myself as I closed my eyes and smiled at how this moment had come about.

  Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I’d end up hitting it off with my party planner. Not just any party planner, but a young, drop-dead gorgeous blonde that was way out of my league. She was sweet and kind and could probably nail any guy she wanted. The fact that she was there with my widowed ass was a delight that I definitely couldn’t have planned for.

  It still stunk terribly in the room. I chuckled at what had happened though because this was what sex was like after you really got to know someone. It wasn’t what it was like for the first time. Normally first-time sex was awkward and weird, but I was having the time of my life there with Niki.

  “You better hold onto something,” she said playfully as she looked up at me.

  “Why?” I managed to say just before I felt her suck one of my balls into her mouth.

  The sensation was foreign to me but unbelievably erotic. I did grab onto the side of the bed and held on tight as she toggled between each of my balls being pulled into her deliciously warm mouth. This was new. This was not something I’d ever done before with a woman. I was utterly blown away.

  Only moments went by before this new sensation had me close to orgasm. I tried to pull away from her a little to urge her to stop. But she was in charge now and I was sure of that.

  “Okay, okay, you better stop,” I finally said only seconds before exploding.

  She didn’t stop. In fact, Niki grabbed me and stroked me hard as she pulled my balls into her mouth. I was putty in her hands as I released the much-awaited explosion.

  Wow, that was one of the best sexual experiences of my life.

  Chapter 10

  Niki

  Thomas wanted to be in charge but I was having so much fun with him that I couldn’t let him take charge. After teasing him with my mouth we finally ended up finding the condoms in a bag in the corner of the room.

  It was surprising to me that he didn’t have a stock of condoms in his drawer. What sort of good-looking guy like him didn’t have condoms at the ready? Especially since his children were old enough that they were gone often. And his house was clearly large enough that he could sneak a woman in if he really wanted to.

  It was endearing to hear that he wasn’t a womanizer though. I believed him too. As I pushed him back onto the bed and grabbed a condom, I felt in control and loved it very much.

  Usually, a guy like Thomas was all about the control. These guys ran companies and were used to getting what they wanted all the time. I thought he would be like that in the bedroom as well, but he seemed to enjoy letting me take charge a bit and I sure was having fun with it.

  “You are so beautiful,” he groaned as I slid a condom over his throbbing body.

  “Thank you.”

  “I mean it, Niki. It’s not just some line to get you into bed. You are gorgeous. I could look at you all day long.”

  “Okay,” I teased as I perched myself above him and slowly let his body enter mine.

  For a moment I closed my eyes and let my body adjust to having him inside of me. He was hard and big and it took me a second to fully accept him. I held my hands on his stomach, his hard, perfectly sculpted stomach. Every inch of Thomas was muscle and at first, it made me feel self-conscious of my own body, but the way he was looking at me washed all of that away. He liked my body, the way his hands caressed my curves showed me that he liked my body very much exactly as it was.

  Our night together was exhausting. Hours of playing and teasing each other. Moaning and screaming with orgasms. At one point Thomas even had to go downstairs and get us some ice water because I was panting and he was sweating so hard.

  In the early morning hours, we finally fell asleep. His arms held onto me as if we were lovers who knew each other for years and years. It was so comforting to have him hold me like that. I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all in his arms, they felt unusually like home and I liked it.

  Somewhere in the morning, I felt the sun shining on us and had the urge to freshen up a little. I snuck out of bed and to the giant bathroom off to the side of the room. His bathroom with its walk-in closets was bigger than my apartment. I shut the door and reveled in the amount of space as I walked around looking in his cabinets and trying to figure out who this man really was.

  I came across a drawer that had all sorts of travel sized items, including toothpaste and a tiny toothbrush. I grabbed them and walked over to the giant counter with two sinks as I brushed my teeth. It always felt so good to brush my teeth in the morning.

  Normally, if I was going to spend the night with a guy I had some sort of idea that it would happen before I went on the date. In those cases, I would have been prepared. I would have a fresh pair of panties, I’d have my toothbrush with me and deodorant. On this night I hadn’t planned a single thing that happened between the two of us. Our night of fun had been totally organic and amazing.

  There was a soft knock at the door and I went to open it. Playfully, I stood behind the door and just cracked it a tiny bit.

  “I’m sorry, nobody is home. Would you like to leave a message?” I teased. “Your bathroom is bigger than my apartment. It’s really fun in here.”

  “Then you should try
that shower over there,” he teased and pointed to what looked more like a room than a shower.

  “That’s a shower?”

  “Yep, come here. I’ll show you.”

  Thomas walked into the room area and up to a large chrome piece of equipment that was on the wall. There were several shower heads on the ceiling but also some that come out of the wall. It didn’t look like a shower meant for one person at all. Heck, it looked like a whole football team could have fit right there in that shower.

  “This isn’t normal,” I laughed as I looked at the bench in the corner which had wood that was formed to fit a butt perfectly. “Why would you sit way over here if the shower is over there? I mean unless this is a sex bench? Is this a sex bench, Thomas?” I asked with an overly exaggerated surprised look on my face.

  “No, it’s a sauna too,” he laughed. “If you close the door I’ll show you.”

  I did as he asked and closed the door and he picked some functions on the fancy electronic machine on the wall. Soon steam was coming into the room and I felt it getting perfectly warm in there.

  “Oh, I like this. So basically you can use this as a sauna or a shower?”

  “Or a sex room,” he teased and grabbed me as warm water started to fall from the ceiling.

  I laughed as he held onto me and couldn’t stop until his lips met mine. Our bodies were wet and slippery as we kissed and touched each other under the water. It was erotic and like a scene out of a movie.

  For a moment I flashed to thinking about having sex with him right there in the shower. Of course, we couldn’t use condoms in there though. Or I guess we technically could and I could have sent him back out to grab one, but for a small second, I considered having sex without one.

  What was wrong with me? I had never in my life considered having sex with a man without protection. But there was an innocence about Thomas that made me not worry about him or his past. It was a ridiculous notion. It was the twenty-first century and anyone could have anything and I knew better than that. I was so distracted by my thoughts that Thomas and I stopped kissing. He was looking at me as if he’d asked me a question, but I didn’t know what he’d asked.

  “What?” I asked finally admitting I didn’t know what he said.

  “Shower or bed?” he replied.

  “Bed,” I said without hesitating at all.

  Thomas grabbed me a towel off a rack just outside the shower. This wasn’t any normal towel—it was plush and warm as if it had been perfectly heated before he handed it to me. Things like towel warmers baffled me about rich people. How was it that you could have so much extra money that warming a towel up for after your shower had become a priority for where you wanted to spend your money? I couldn’t imagine ever having that much money.

  The towel was perfect though and it kept me warm as we walked back to his bed. I noticed a picture next to his bed that was of that same beautiful woman from downstairs. I tried not to look at it but found myself mesmerized by her and then a little creeped out that she had just witnessed me make love to her husband.

  He didn’t have the picture facing the bed, it wasn’t totally creepy like that. The table was large enough that the picture was on the other side and faced out toward the room. It wasn’t my place to say anything or do anything about it. I was only there for the night. This thing between Thomas and I was just fun and games; we weren’t going to make it a regular occurrence.

  “My turn,” he said and playfully pushed me onto the bed.

  I still had the warm towel wrapped around me as his hands moved up my thighs and his eyes looked at me with lust. I knew where he was going.

  He took a minute to push my towel all the way up and then looked at my naked body. He examined me as if I was a piece of art and then started delicately kissing all around my inner thighs. His finger teased me and then slid inside as he let his tongue flick and take over.

  I loved his tongue. I could have stayed there all day long with his tongue on me. Then as he was licking me he started to play with my inner thigh. It tickled but felt good all at the same time. I tried to flail around as he tickled me, but he had me pinned pretty good with his tongue. What a unique feeling it was to be tickled and feel pleasure all at the same time.

  My hips thrust against him and my body wiggled as I laughed and moaned at the fun we were having. I hadn’t smiled this much during sex in a very long time. Heck, I wasn’t even sure I had ever smiled this much during sex ever.

  Being with Thomas was natural feeling and I already felt like we knew each other even though we clearly knew very little about one another.

  Then Thomas let one of his hands move down to my foot. He ran his finger along the bottom of my foot and that caused me to kick out without even knowing it. Suddenly I heard a crash of what I knew was that picture which had been sitting on the edge of the nightstand.

  My heart sank.

  “Shit, what did you do?” he said in such an accusing tone that it caught me off guard.

  “You were tickling me. I’m so sorry,” I said quickly as I jumped up to watch him grabbing the photo from the ground. “I’ll get you a new frame. I’m sorry.”

  “No, this was special. It’s ruined. You can’t replace it. I don’t understand how you can just walk around being so careless? Are you always this careless and irresponsible?” he said in the continued angry tone.

  Just like that the mood was totally gone and all I wanted to do was run out of the room as fast as I could. He wasn’t exactly being rude to me but he wasn’t being kind either. I clearly didn’t mean to knock that picture frame over but the way he looked at me and talked to me made me feel like I was some sort of monster.

  While Thomas picked up the picture frame, I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. He was so distracted by the photo that I was actually halfway down the hallway before he even noticed I had left the room.

  I was crying by the time I hit the stairs and heard him coming after me. We had such an amazing night together and now it was ruined.

  “Niki, come back. You don’t need to be so dramatic,” he yelled from the top of the stairs as I grabbed my purse and rushed out of the house.

  Nothing about the way Thomas was acting made me feel like I wanted to stay. He was being a jerk. He wasn’t even trying to be kind to me.

  By the time I pulled out of the front gate I was sobbing so badly that I had to stop and wipe the tears away from my eyes before I could continue my drive back into town. How had I been so wrong about this man? How had I not seen who he really was?

  He tried calling me and sent a text too, but I didn’t pick up my phone. I drove right back into town, dropped the car off and rushed up to my apartment. As I burst into the apartment Alana could see something was wrong right away.

  “What happened? Are you okay?” she asked looking concerned that something terrible might have happened.

  “I’m okay. He’s just a jerk. I can’t keep working with him. I can’t do this project. I’m going to quit. I can’t face him ever again,” I cried as she held onto me.

  Alana was a good friend. She let me cry in her arms without giving her any more explanation until I’d finished my fit of crying. Then we made some coffee and the two of us sat on our couch so I could tell her all about my time with Thomas.

  “He was so nice. We had fun at the warehouse and so much fun having sex. I thought we had a connection. Then he turned nasty. He was rude and not kind at all when that picture got knocked over. I’m not working with him. No way. I can’t work with someone who is like that.”

  “You have to finish the job, Niki. It pays so much. You don’t need to work with him again, but find a way to make this project happen.”

  “Alana, there’s no way. I just ran out of his house crying in the middle of having sex with him. How on earth could I ever actually work with the guy now? No, he’s going to have to find someone else to work on his party. I’ll give them all the supplies and the plans and they can just do it for him.”

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�So you’re going to give up all that money because you’re uncomfortable?” Alana asked and then continued on. “No, you’re a professional. You are going to smile and tell him it’s fine and you are going to finish the job. You don’t need to sleep with him again, you can keep it professional and do as much work as possible away from him. But damn it, Niki, you are a professional and you’re not going to lose this opportunity because of this.”

  Alana was pretty good at these pep talks. I was feeling more energized and like I could push through this. It would be really uncomfortable though. I wasn’t sure how I would manage a conversation with Thomas after what had just happened.

  “Thanks, Alana. I needed this talk,” I said as there was a knock at the door.

  “My delivery,” Alana yelled and rushed over to the door.

  But it wasn’t a delivery at all. There was Thomas standing at the door looking more handsome than ever. At that moment I quickly went from not knowing if I’d ever be able to talk to the man again to wondering how I’d ever been angry or sad at all.

  His expression was grim and Alana let him into the apartment. He walked over to me and gently kissed my forehead and then sat down on the couch with me. He looked upset and I felt terrible for what had happened.

  “I’m sorry about the picture,” I said quickly.

  “No,” he shook his head and I noticed Alana grabbing her coat and leaving the two of us there to talk. “No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I didn’t mean it. I sometimes lash out and you didn’t deserve the brunt of that. Honestly, Niki, I don’t know why I acted like that. You didn’t do anything wrong. Please accept my apology.”

  If a guy I was dating had acted toward me the way Thomas had, I don’t know that I ever would have forgiven him. But Thomas was sitting in front of me and I’d forgiven him before he had even sat down. Just seeing him at my door made me forgive him.