I continued to stare at him. I knew that only a fool would turn down an invite to be alone with Brad Johnston at his house after school, and especially after telling me that he was serious about wanting to get to know me more this year. “Um . . . where’s Lisa gonna be?”
“She’s got some family get-together right after school tomorrow so she’ll be with them for the rest of the day. C’mon, Vanessa, I’ll be a gentleman — I won’t try anything.”
I laughed because I didn’t believe that I-won’t-try-anything crap right off, but I had to admit that I did wanna get to know him more and see his house because I heard it was to die for, but I knew that getting to know him more couldn’t extend beyond a great friendship since he was with Lisa . . . unfortunately. “Okay, I’ll see you at your house after school tomorrow.”
“Great!” he replied in a calm tone. “But do me a favor?”
“What’s that?”
“Don’t tell anyone that you’re coming over to my house, especially John.”
I nodded. “I understand, and I wasn’t going to.”
“We’ll just keep this secret between us about getting to know each other since it unfortunately has to be this way.”
I sighed. “Yeah, unfortunately.”
We continued to stare at each other, and as we did, he slowly held on to my hand!
I slowly looked up at him in a stunned silence. “Brad . . .”
“What’s wrong?” he replied with a smile while he still held on to my hand.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I said.
“Doing what?” he asked while he still smiled at me.
I looked down at the ground as I couldn’t believe that we were holding hands, but for some reason, I couldn’t let go. The warmth and softness of his hand had told me a lot already; it had told me that he was serious about wanting to get to know me more this year and that it wasn’t something that he’d told every girl that he’d cheated on Lisa with. Even though he was with Lisa since freshman year, something told me that he wasn’t all that happy in his relationship with her anymore . . . just like how I wasn’t happy seeing John in secret anymore. I knew by us holding hands like this that we’d already formed a secret between us, and that the door was now open for us to form even more.
We stared at each other as we slowly let go of each other’s hand.
“I look forward to seeing you tomorrow at school, but especially at my house after school,” he said with a smile.
I smiled. “I look forward to it, too.”
Hours later, I laid in my bed as I stared up at the ceiling while I thought about going over to Brad’s house tomorrow. Also, I could now explain the unexplained feeling that I’ve been having lately about why I haven’t been happy about being in this secret relationship with John anymore . . . that unexplained feeling was Brad. I knew that I was going over to his house tomorrow and I was gonna be alone with him, but what I didn’t know was why I was really doing this — was it out of curiosity? Unhappiness? Stress? Depression? Loneliness? Yes, I had to admit that I felt this way right now, but I had to wonder was going over to Brad’s house alone and us getting to know one another gonna be my cure-all, and if it was, then this was a secret that I didn’t mind keeping between the two of us, and I couldn’t wait for tomorrow to find out if it was gonna be. I couldn’t help but to think about my sex fantasy as well and if I would allow it to be fulfilled if the opportunity came up. I also started to feel that my permanent, secret romantic issues with Brad could quite possibly turn into a real romance and a real romance could turn into real love, and real love was permanent. But he was with Lisa, and as long as he was with her, then anything that’ll potentially happen between us would have to be kept a secret.
I suddenly jumped at the chime on my phone that indicated to me that I’d received a text message. I looked at it. I see you have a secret, too. I gasped as I jumped out of bed! I quickly went to my window as my phone shook in my hand. I looked out of it to see if someone was outside; no one was. I looked at the text again and thought that it was John, but saw that an unknown sender had sent it, and his texts never come to my phone like this. I didn’t wanna text this person back since I didn’t respond to texts from unknown senders, but it was obvious from what this text had said that this person knew me and knew that I was over at John’s earlier, and even quite possibly saw me and Brad in the parking lot after we left John’s. My hands continued to shake as I pressed the button down to turn off my phone so I wouldn’t be bothered with anymore texts, but left this text on my phone to show Ava. I grabbed my bottle of sleeping pills that I tried not to depend on, and took one to get me to sleep because after seeing this text, I knew that I would be up all night thinking about it.
CHAPTER 2
It was the next day after school and I was on my way over to Brad’s house. I pretty much avoided him all day and didn’t even look at him during seventh period. He texted me earlier at school wanting to know if I would be over today, and I told him that I would be. I avoided Lisa as well because I couldn’t bear to look at her knowing that I was going over to her boyfriend’s house alone. I especially avoided John, and I was glad that he didn’t hold up that key to me before first-period classes started, since the key was our code for when he wanted to screw around in one of the storage rooms since he was able to get a key to one of them so he could lock the door while we were in there. I would’ve tried everything that I could’ve to get out of it, and since lying about being on my period hadn’t failed yet I always used that as a reason, so thank goodness he didn’t wanna get together today . . . thank goodness.
I pulled up in Brad’s driveway and drove straight into one of the garages as he instructed me to do earlier, and I perfectly understood why he wanted my car in the garage since someone from our school could recognize my car in his driveway and tell Lisa. I got out of my car and locked the doors as the door leading inside the house opened. “Hey,” I nervously said to Brad.
He had a look of surprise on his face, so I knew he was genuinely surprised that I actually showed. “Hey. Come in,” he said with a big smile.
As I walked up to him, I looked around to see if anyone was watching me or even followed me here. Paranoid? Yes, I was, especially since I got that secret text last night, and it was on my mind all night and all day at school — but I still had no clue as to who could’ve sent it to me.
“What are you looking for?” he asked with a grin, and then pressed the button to close the garage door.
“Nothing,” I lied with a smile as I walked in. I stared at him as I checked out what he had on since he’d changed since coming home from school. I’d never seen any guy look as hot as him in a white tee and grey sweats, and the way he smelled was driving me nuts in a good way as always. As he led me through his house, I tried not to show how impressed I was at the size of it because it was huge and one of the most beautiful houses that I’d ever been in. “Your house is beautiful. How many square feet is it?”
“Thanks, baby. It’s thirteen thousand,” he replied as if it was no big deal.
I gasped! “Oh, wow! That’s what I kinda thought.”
“My dad said that every man has to have his castle and this is his. He says that he’s the king, my mom’s the queen, and I’m the prince,” he said with a smile.
“Well, this definitely looks like a castle,” I said with a smile, as we walked into a beautiful recreation room. I sat down and continued to look around this beautiful dream room because it looked better than most of the recreation centers in the hotels that I’d been to. It had two very large curve-screen televisions, vintage arcade games, a beautiful pool table, gambling tables, and a two-lane bowling alley. Brad was one lucky guy, but I didn’t wanna tell him something that he already knew and seemingly didn’t take for granted.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asked.
“Iced tea — lemon sweetened — if you got it.”
He grinned. “Do you want real tea or the secrets-and-gossi
p tea?”
I laughed since the word tea was a popular saying for secrets and gossip. “The real tea, of course! But if you got the other type of tea then I’ll love that, too!”
He laughed. “Well, I got the real tea for right now since I’m not a fan of gossip, but we all have secrets.”
“You’re right about that!” I said with a laugh.
He nodded with a smile, and then went to a refrigerator behind the bar that was in the room.
I looked down at my phone and saw a new text on it . . . from that secret person! Does Lisa know you’re here? I jumped up as I tried so hard not to gasp! I looked at Brad and saw him putting the glass pitcher of tea back into the refrigerator. “Um, Brad?”
“What’s up?” he asked as he shut the refrigerator door.
“Where’s your bathroom?” I asked.
“Down the hall on the right,” he replied.
“Okay, I’ll be right back,” I quickly said, and left the room just as fast.
I walked in a panic right past the bathroom and straight to the front entrance of his house since I wanted to see if this person who sent me this latest secret text was waiting outside. Once I got to the front entrance, I peeked as discreetly as I could out of one of the windows, but there wasn’t a person in sight or any cars that I recognized. I turned around and stared right into Brad’s eyes!
“What’s wrong?” he asked, as he gave me a concerned look.
“Nothing,” I replied with a smile. “Let’s go back to the rec room.”
He continued to stare at me. “Okay.”
We walked back into the rec room and sat back down on the couch.
“Thanks for the drink,” I said with a smile.
“You’re welcome,” he replied with a smile. “Are you sure nothing’s wrong?”
“I’m sure,” I replied with a fake smile.
He still continued to stare at me. “Are you expecting someone to show up here?”
I looked at him. “No. Are you?”
He laughed. “I was only expecting you, and you’re here.”
“I am!” I replied with a laugh.
He changed the subject. “So, how come you ignored me at school today?” he asked, and then started playing one of his video games.
I knew this was coming, I thought. “I was just nervous, that’s all. I mean, we never really talk at school. Last night in that parking lot was the lengthiest conversation that we’ve ever had. I didn’t even think that you were even interested in just being friends with me.”
“You couldn’t be more wrong about that. I’ve had an interest in you for quite a long time, and it wasn’t just a friendly interest, either.” He looked at me with a grin. “Didn’t me holding your hand last night give you any hints that I’ve always been into you?”
I was startled by what he’d said. “You have?!”
“Yeah, I have. Even before Lisa and I officially started dating.”
“You’ve got to be kidding?! That was freshman year when you two first got together!”
“Yeah, I know. That’s about how long I’ve had an interest in you,” he informed me with a smile.
This shocked me! I honestly thought he was lying. “Stop it, Brad. You know you haven’t liked me for that long — I don’t believe you — you’re just saying this because I’m alone with you.”
He looked at me. “Why would I lie about this? I have no reason to lie.”
For some reason now I believed him — I didn’t know why, but I believed him.
“I always talk to Marc, John, Ken, and Zac about you, and they all said that you’re hot. But I think that’s why none of them have ever tried to talk to you because they know that I’ve always been interested in you.”
I didn’t know whether or not I wanted to bring this up about John and I being in a secret relationship, and that was the real reason why I was over his house last night because we were having sex. It was obvious to me now that even though Brad had talked to him about me, he obviously didn’t care. And, of course, John had never told me that Brad had talked about me with an interest to him. I decided not to bring it up. “What? I mean, why me? You can have any girl you want at school, and not just at school, but any girl you want, period.”
“That doesn’t mean I want them. There are only a few that I’m attracted to, and I admit I’ve been with them when Lisa and I were on our on-and-off period, but the girl that I’ve really wanted to be with is you.”
I tried not to look shocked at the way he’d stressed this to me. “Brad, what about Lisa?”
“Like I said, she doesn’t have to know a thing,” he replied, and then got up and walked over to the two-lane bowling alley.
I followed him as I hoped that he wouldn’t ask me to play.
“Wanna play with me?” he asked with a smile.
“Okay,” I reluctantly said, “but I suck at it.” I picked up the pretty, sparkling pink bowling ball that I assumed was for female players.
He laughed. “Well, let me help you out,” he said, and then got behind me.
I was feeling very nervous, so nervous that I almost dropped the ball. He smelled so good and just towered over me, which I loved, so it was very hard for me not to show just how much this was turning me on.
“Just focus on the middle pin, step forward and lean into your step as you throw the ball,” he told me.
“Got it,” I said. But while leaning into my step, I almost fell forward!
He caught me by my waist before I did. “Whoa! Don’t wanna repeat of last night!” he said with a grin . . . while he was still holding on to my waist.
As he held me, I was so turned on that I didn’t know how I was gonna turn it off . . . but I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to. I turned around and looked up at him as he still held on to me while he looked down at me with a smile that almost made me melt right in his beautiful arms. He slowly took the ball out of my hand and put it back on the rack. He started stroking my hair. “Brad,” I said softly.
He leaned down to me and began kissing me on my neck. “It’s okay,” he said, as he continued on. “Do you want me to stop?”
I stood as stiff as a board in a shocked and total disbelief that this was happening right now, but there was no way I wanted him to stop. It felt so good even though I knew it was so wrong, but I couldn’t fight this feeling even if my life depended on it. “No,” I softly replied.
He smiled as he began touching me all over my body, and then we started kissing. “Let’s go upstairs to my bedroom, we’ll be more comfortable there.”
“Okay,” I said, even though I really didn’t wanna go up there because I knew what it was gonna lead to, but it was obvious that I was letting my feelings take over me.
Once we were up in his bedroom, we laid on his California king-size bed and started kissing again. He unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, as well as my jeans, and now I was just in my bra and panties.
“Damn, I knew you looked this good!” he said, and then unhooked my bra and took it off. He started feeling on my tits and then slowly leaned down to them and began massaging them with his tongue, and I let out a pleasing sound in response to how good it felt because he really knew what he was doing. He worked his way down to my legs, and then smiled at me as he took off my panties. I was completely naked now, and he had yet to take off one piece of his clothes. He came back up to me and kissed me on my mouth and then started kissing me all over my body as he worked his way back down and now in between my legs. He kissed my inner thighs and then softly kissed his way over to the hot spot, as I called it.
Oh, shit! He knows what he’s doing! I thought, as I instantly made my you’re-doing-it-right sounds as he pleased this spot of mine like no other guy has ever done, and it was definitely what I loved the most if done right — and he was doing it just right. I continued to make these sounds as the warmth of his tongue gently massaged me in all the right places. “Oh, my God, Brad! This feels so good!” I said, because I had to let him know it. I repeat
ed this over and over as I breathed heavier and heavier. I began screaming literally because I couldn’t believe that he gave me exactly what I always wanted when this was done to me — an orgasm, because it was something a guy rarely gave me when he went down on me. He was only one of two guys that actually did it right . . . the other guy was John.
He smiled as he laid right next to me. “You liked that, huh?”
“I loved it!”
He laughed. “Then I’m glad I did it right. Sometimes I’m not sure if I do because it’s something that I don’t do all the time, but I know girls love it when it’s done right.”
“Fuck yeah, we do!”
He laughed again. “Glad I did it to you right,” he said again.
“I’m glad, too! As we say, do it to us right or don’t do it at all!”
We laughed, and then looked at each other and smiled. We started kissing again. We stopped for a minute so he could take his top off as well as his pants and underwear. I stared at his unbelievably beautiful body that resembled a Greek god’s. I knew what was coming next but at this point I wanted more — I couldn’t help myself.
He got on top of me again. “I wanna go inside you,” he said as he kissed me all over my body, “I wanna feel you.”
I couldn’t help it — I wanted him inside me so bad. “Go ahead — I want you to do it — I want you inside me.”
He smiled as he got up, and then went over to one of his drawers and got a condom out of it. He got back in bed with me as he opened it, and then put it on. “How do you want it?” he asked me.
I smiled since this showed me that he wanted to make it feel good for me, too, and not just for himself — I loved that. “The best way that you can do it,” I replied with a smile.
He smiled as he slowly went inside of me, and then slowly moved back and forth. He then started moving a little faster, and this was feeling so good so I knew that this was his best because I felt another orgasm coming on, and I never had two orgasms in one night — sometimes I didn’t have any at all — so this was very unusual. “Damn, you feel so good, Vanessa, just like I knew you would,” he said as he continued to move inside of me.
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