Unwritten

by Lauren Runow

  I give her a little wink and I know there is no more to be said. She is totally on board, I can tell by just the look in her eye. I get up from the table to check into the hotel. Minutes later I return with a key and dangle it in front of Jacquelyn with my hand reaching out, “Shall we?”

  “Oh, we shall.” Jacquelyn smiles while reaching for my hand to help her up.

  Holding her hand, I walk us to the elevator, push the button and wait. I sneak a peek at her while she’s standing there, looking down, nervously twitching. A cocky smile escapes my mouth thinking about how fun this is going to be. I love the shy ones; they always surprise the hell out of me.

  The elevator dings its arrival and the doors open. I lightly tug on her hand twice indicating it’s time to go as we walk into the elevator and the doors shut behind us. I press floor 11 and step back beside her, casually leaning against the back wall.

  Only pausing for a second, I take a deep breath in and quickly move in front of her, pressing my body to hers and twisting the hand I was holding in back of her so I can pull her closer to me. Placing my other hand on the side of her face, I caress down her hair and tuck it behind her ear. Staring into her eyes as I hold her even closer, I lean down and whisper, “Breathe,” into her ear then kiss her like I know she has never been kissed before.

  Lifting her slightly, I feel her knees start to give into my kiss, just like every other client does.

  I hold her tightly as my tongue slowly slips into her mouth. Dancing around hers while I push my semi hard cock up against her, pinning her to the elevator wall. She becomes limp to my touch as she completely gives into me, welcoming every movement that I have to offer.

  Before she knows what hit her, I stop kissing her just as suddenly as I started, and just as the doors to the elevator open. Grabbing her hand again, I walk out of the elevator and locate our room number.

  I pause before I open the door and give her an are-you-sure-you-want-to-do-this look. I watch as her eyes light up and without saying a word I know for sure that her answer is yes.

  Opening the door, I walk in and survey the room. It’s a standard room with a king size bed in the middle and a nightstand on either side. There’s a TV in front of the bed and a bathroom to the right as we walk in. I place my keys on the TV stand and start to remove my jacket, placing it on a chair that sits next to the TV.

  Jacquelyn’s still standing by the door, she looks like she’s in a total daze from the elevator and I laugh to myself.

  I’m sure she is nervous about how this is supposed to go and I know that kiss didn’t make things easier on her. I love messing with my clients the first time. It’s just so easy watching them melt in my hands.

  I tilt my head to the side, smiling at my job well done as I slowly walk toward her.

  And we’ve only just begun…

  Slowly unbuttoning my shirt, I take it off, never losing eye contact with her. Dropping it to the floor I reach for her, grabbing her shoulders, softly turning her around. First moving her hair to one side, I then start to unzip her dress, kissing her shoulder as I let the dress fall to the floor, leaving her in just her bra and panties.

  Slowly caressing her body, I kiss from one shoulder to the next before turning her around to face me. I place my hands on either side of her face, look into her eyes and whisper once again, “Breathe,” as I slowly move my finger over her bottom lip.

  Seeing her melt from my touch makes my cock twitch. She may not turn me on, but I am turned on by how much she wants me. She opens her mouth letting go of her breath that I know she’s been holding on to for years as she tilts her head up giving me access to her neck.

  Seductively, I lean down and accept her invitation by planting one solid kiss on her neck before stepping back and looking into her eyes with deep desire, making her eyes light up with excitement.

  I push her up against the wall, kissing her hard again, while moving my hands down to her breast and caressing her body in a way that says I want you here and now.

  I don’t know what has gotten into me but all of the sudden I feel like I can’t get enough, but it’s not her that I can’t get enough of. I push what ever is going on in my head away and just take advantage of the fact that I’m really turned on right now.

  Picking her up at the waist, I lift her so she can wrap her legs around me, continuing to dance my tongue around hers as I walk to the bed lowering her down.

  As I lie on top of her I whisper, “I can’t wait to be inside of you. I knew as soon as I saw you that I had to have you right then and there.” I know it’s totally cheesy and a lie but I still say it. My clients always seem to believe me, too.

  She leans up to kiss me again and I return her kiss until we’re lost in each other.

  Moving down her neck I undo her bra and free her breasts, cupping them in my hands and licking each nipple before lightly tugging on them. She moans in appreciation, lifting her chest into the air as she drops her head back to the pillow. Responding to my every touch, her body quivers with need and desire for me.

  Running my lips lower and lower on her body, I pull at her panties with my teeth, lifting them up before they snap back down against her sensitive skin. She jumps at the sensation as I pull with my teeth again, this time also using my hands to fully remove her panties.

  I tease her with the tip of my tongue and I can tell she’s enjoying it but damn, I want more. What’s gotten into me? I need to cum and I need to cum now.

  Still wearing my pants, I lift up and start to undo my belt buckle. I give her a cocky smile as I pull a condom out of my pocket before removing my pants and black boxer briefs.

  Jacquelyn stares and I can tell by the look in her eye that she is yearning for me. She smiles a fuck-me smile as I rip open the packet and slip it on. I feel bad I haven’t given her more foreplay but I can tell she’s ready. Shit, I can still taste it on my lips.

  Leaning down, I lick her clit again before rising up to her face and pushing inside of her. She moans as I thrust inside her wet pussy as she opens up, welcoming me even deeper.

  I feel my chest clinch but it’s not what you think. Shit, I don’t even know what to think. My heads starting to spin but my cock is in need, like now.

  Closely paying attention to Jacquelyn’s response and the way she moves, I pulse on her demand, moving slower then faster, matching her thrust for thrust.

  Normally I am just along for the ride with my clients. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I cum and enjoy myself but for some reason this feels different.

  I know it’s not because of Jacquelyn. It’s something else that I can’t put my finger on. I try not to think about it and for once I actually feel like I’m getting more out of this.

  She screams out and I can feel that she’s losing control. She moans louder and louder, rising higher and higher. Her body clings to mine as I kiss her neck, pulling back and looking into her eyes, trying to make my movement even more sensual but I definitely got more than what I was seeking.

  I just wish it was something good, but fuck, it was far from that. I looked into the eyes of this woman that I am inside of and I’m disgusted. I don’t even know this woman. Everything I’m feeling rushes out of me in an instant and I’m back to the way I always feel when I’m with a client, only this time I know what that feeling actually means and I don’t like it.

  I’m thankful my body is just on autopilot and I don’t even think she noticed. My earlier excitement is completely gone now and I’m just trying to get my job done.

  I can tell she’s close and I don’t try to prolong her ecstasy. Not this time. I just want to get out of here. So I push everything out of my mind and really go for it. Focusing only on making her cum as fast as I can. She starts to scream and I laugh inside at how easy it was.

  Hearing her screams and feeling her tighten around my cock makes me cum – thank God! I did not want to leave here with blue balls but I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to cum.

  I start to shake from within so I slip out
of her and roll to the side to take a deep breath. Get it together Ashley. Do your job. Make sure she’s ok, then get out of here.

  I turn to run my fingers along the side of her face. I can tell she’s in a sexual trance so I say, “I hope you enjoyed yourself, Ms. Sanders.”

  She chuckles a bit replying, “My God, yes, thank you!”

  I reach out and hold her tightly to my chest as her intense breathing subsides and cuddling each other is all that’s left. After a few minutes I break the silence asking, “Shall we meet again soon?”

  “Oh, hell yes!” Jacquelyn replies without skipping a beat, and I watch as her face turns red at her fast response.

  With my cocky smile I reply, “Good then, I look forward to next week. You have my cell number right? Text is the best way to reach me. It’s been my pleasure to serve you.” I lean down to give her one more kiss before slipping out of bed. “We have the room all night, you can stay as long as you would like. Can I order you anything?”

  “No, thank you. I may take advantage and take a hot bath to prolong my euphoria.”

  The look on her face makes me smile. It’s one I see often and before now, it’s one that always made me happy, but not today.

  I lean in to kiss the top of her head before I put on my clothes, walk to the bathroom to flush the condom and say goodbye. “Enjoy, Ms. Sanders. Till next time...”

  At five o’clock the next day I walk toward Starbucks to see if Allison will show up. Standing outside the door, I peek in through the window and see her sipping her latte, listening to music. Her hair is softly curled, pulled halfway back showing off her sensual neckline and her soft pink lips. I’m stuck, just watching her like a crazy man.

  A strange feeling overcomes me and I start to question myself. What the fuck am I thinking? Why am I even meeting this girl? I can’t date!

  I turn to leave just as she looks up and we lock eyes. Slowly a smile comes over my face and like a moth to a flame, I open the door to walk in.

  “Fancy meeting you here. Are you waiting for someone by chance?” I jokingly say walking up to her and placing a small kiss on her cheek, before pulling up a chair next to her.

  Allison’s face blushes from my touch. “Why yes, this mysterious guy just up and left yesterday and I was intrigued to know why.”

  “Sorry, I had an appointment and I was running late. Plus, I wanted to see if you would play along.”

  I try to hide how turned on I am by the sight of her but she’s wearing a loose white shirt, short blue linen shorts, with high wedges that make her tan, fit legs look long and delicious and I can’t help it. All I can think about is having those legs wrapped around me and I know I’m in deep trouble when it comes to this girl.

  “Oh, so you’re into games, are you?”

  “Games?” I pause, touching my finger to my lips, tapping it like I’m trying to think of something to say. “More like playful inquiry. That way I know you’re interested. Which I like… I’m going to get something to drink, can I get you anything?”

  “No, I’m good, thank you though.”

  I walk up to the counter and ask for a glass of water. I don’t plan on staying here but all of a sudden my mouth is so dry and I need a break from her to calm my nerves.

  I look down at my outfit, questioning if I made the right decision by dressing more casual for our meeting. I have on my Varvatos jeans, collared black shirt and leather Chuck Taylors. I always have on a suit when I meet with a woman but it didn’t feel right with her. She’s not a client and for once I wanted to wear what I actually wanted to wear.

  I turn around and catch Allison gazing at me and she flushes as I smile and give her a small wink. Ok, I made the right decision.

  “You like the view?” I smirk, walking back with water in my hand.

  Allison flushes while a small smile escapes her lips. I’m sure I just embarrassed her pointing out that I caught her checking me out and I instantly regret asking the question. I don’t want to be that cocky guy with her. I just want to be me, not someone else I try to be everyday.

  When she doesn’t reply I ask, “What are you listening to today?”

  “You know, a little of everything. I’m really into Rise Against lately. The Unwritten Law channel on Pandora plays them and they seem pretty cool.”

  “Yeah, I’m familiar, Savior is one of my favorite songs. It’s all about trying to figure out if they can still love each other after everything they’ve been through. She doesn’t hate him and she’s just trying to save him but he thinks he can’t be saved.”

  “Impressive,” Allison tilts her head in affirmation.

  “So, is this love…?” I pause to see her response. Reaching closer, I whisper in her ear, “Because I’m definitely not the answer…”

  Perplexed by my tone, she questions, “Hmm, should I take that as a warning, or are you asking me to save you?”

  “I’ll let you be the judge of that,” I reply while I sit back, sipping my water and sending a look her way.

  “Well, I can’t say I love you but I can’t say I hate you either so… how about we start with more simple things, like what do you do for a living that you can meet me in the middle of the day, yet race off for a meeting a few hours later?”

  “I’m a customer service rep. I work for a private company and I have a lot of meetings all over town at different hours.” I respond as vaguely as I can but being completely honest.

  “Customer service, huh? Do you live in the City?

  “Yes I do, if I tell you where, you won’t stalk me will you?”

  “You hinted you wanted me to save you so who knows, you have to trust the person who will save you…” Allison smiles at her response and I swear I feel my heart start to tear in two just looking at her.

  “Touché, Miss Hayes. I live just a few blocks from here in the new apartments on 1st Street.”

  “Oh, I see. You must be pretty good at your customer service job to live there. Impressive.”

  “You have no idea how impressive I can be,” I reply with my cocky smile. “How about you? What do you do?”

  “I’m a student at the Academy of Art, studying photography.”

  “Photography, huh? That’s cool. So will you take my picture?”

  “Maybe some day. All depends on if I love you or hate you.”

  “I hope it’s love…” I look deep into her eyes and watch as she melts at my tone and I know she feels the same way.

  “Hmm… we’ll have to see. Are you going to jump up and leave me again today?”

  “I have no plans to. How about we go for a walk and I take you to dinner at the ferry building?”

  “I can do that,” she replies as she grabs for her small Louis Vuitton purse and we walk out of the coffee shop.

  Walking down Market Street, I can’t help myself and I reach for her hand in a soft embrace. Surprised by my movement, she looks down at her hand and then back up to me. I smile softly at her, before looking forward as we walk through the crowds of downtown San Francisco.

  Crossing Embarcadero, we enter the ferry building and leisurely walk through the shops heading toward Hog Island Oyster Co.

  “Is this ok with you?” I ask Allison.

  “Yes, I love oysters,” she replies with that beautiful smile again.

  We’re seated at a table outside overlooking the water and are lost in conversation again. Hours, and two bottles of wine later, we’re faced with the restaurant closing and having to say our goodbyes.

  “I think the waiters want us to leave,” Allison laughs as she grabs for her purse.

  “Yes, I’d say it’s that time. Can I walk you home?”

  “I live in Nob Hill so I take the bus.”

  “Ok, then I’ll walk you to the bus stop if that’s ok with you?”

  I pay the bill, making sure to leave a hefty tip since we took up the waiter’s table for hours and we walk back to Market Street where she can catch the bus back to Nob Hill.

  I look at her as we arr
ive at the bus stop and all of a sudden I am a nervous wreck. I don’t want this night to end but I have no clue how to make it last longer. I just know I have to see her again. I puss out of asking her to come back to my place, and say the first thing that comes to my head. “It’s been great getting to know you tonight.” Smooth Ashley…

  “Yes, tonight has been fun, thank you.”

  Allison nervously looks down to her hands and starts to play with a callus that has formed on the inside of her palm and I can’t help but laugh when I see what she’s doing. I grab her hand, holding it open to examine what she’s looking at.

  Embarrassed, Allison admits, “The WOD today really messed up my hand. My girly hands were the first thing to go once I started doing CrossFit.”

  I smile, holding up my hands to show similar marks, “I feel your pain. Well, not on the girly part,” I laugh. “So you CrossFit? How has that not come up in conversation? Where do you go?”

  Allison smiles excitedly at me, “I go to Alinea on Van Ness, where do you go?”

  “Flagship on Montgomery,” I point up the street to where it is.

  “Hmm, so you’re a fellow CrossFitter huh? Yet one more thing we have in common.”

  Her smile takes my breath away and it’s official, my heart has completely fallen for this chick.

  I grab her hand asking, “Why don’t you come to mine tomorrow and we can do a WOD together?” I know my voice is higher than it should be but I can’t hide my excitement of seeing her again.

  Allison laughs, “Oh boy, watch out, my beast mode may come out,” sounding very sarcastic. “That would be fun though. Just take it easy on me.”

  I smirk at her and wink after saying, “As long as you take it easy on me.”

  Just then her bus pulls up.

  “This is me. So what time tomorrow?”

  “8 am…?”

  “You’re on. Thanks again for dinner.” She turns racing to the bus, catching it right before the doors close, leaving me standing there, watching her pull away. I turn, gripping my chest, feeling an unusual ache as I walk toward my place, alone.