Intoxicated

by Stacey McCoy

  I’m close to orgasm now. Jake quickens his pace with his fingers and increases the level of suction on my clitoris. I’m taken over the edge and thrown into a wild intense orgasm that seems to last longer than any other I’ve ever had.

  I allow my body to sink back down onto the couch. I’m completely spent from Jake’s expertise.

  Jake sits back on the couch and licks his lips as he savours the taste of me.

  “You seemed to enjoy that Kat?”

  I can’t answer Jake. I haven’t yet regained the ability to put words together coherently.

  We rest together on the couch. My eyes glaze over with satisfaction as I stare at the ceiling.

  “So Kat when you’re ready, I’d like to fuck you in your ensuite?” Jake states.

  I whip my head up and stare at Jake with a look of shock and amusement.

  “You can’t be serious.”

  “Does this look like I’m joking Kat?”

  Jake is slowly stroking his rock-hard cock.

  “You’ve got a problem Jake. A sex addiction problem.”

  “Well I only seem to have had this problem since I met up with you the other weekend. What can I say, you bring out the best in me.”

  “I’m scared your best is going to mean hip replacement surgery for me.”

  Jake continues to move his hand up and down over his penis. I can see pre-cum flowing out of the end of his beautiful cock.

  Slowly but surely I pull myself up to sit next to Jake on the couch. He hasn’t stopped touching himself.

  I can’t sit and watch him do this alone. I need to kiss him and touch him. Jake understands my desire and stands so he can fully remove his jeans.

  As Jake sits back down on the couch, I rest one arm on the back of the couch so that I’m able to run my hand through his hair on the back of his neck, while my other hand lightly touches and teases his testicles. He turns to face me and kisses me passionately, continually stroking his manhood.

  My libido is once again intensifying and yearning to be satisfied by this man. I stop teasing him between his legs and decide to straddle him instead. As soon as I’ve moved into position Jake lifts us both off the couch. My legs are wrapped around his waist, but we’re not yet fully connected. He leads us toward my bedroom and we cross the floor and head for my ensuite.

  The bathroom is full of light at this time of day and we can clearly see our reflections in the mirror. We will be able to watch our entire sexual performance play out right before our very eyes if we want to.

  Our passion has reared its beautiful head again and we’re clasping at every body part as we both try to touch each other everywhere all at once.

  “Sorry Kat, I need to go and get another condom.”

  “No!” I almost scream the word. I can’t stand the thought of him being any more than a centimetre away from me at this moment. I want him and I need him now.

  “Kat. I can’t have sex with you without a condom until I get the all clear from the doc.”

  “What?”

  “I had some tests done to make sure that I’m completely safe sexually, so one day maybe we can have sex without the use of latex between us.”

  “Wow.” I honestly don’t know what to say to that, but clearly I wasn’t expecting to hear Jake’s explanation when I screamed out the word no. “Jake I said no, because you don’t have to go anywhere. I still have those extra-large condoms here in the drawer underneath us.”

  “Oh. Okay. That’s convenient.”

  Jake seems embarrassed to have confessed his medical history to me.

  “It’s okay. Obviously you’ve been thinking about our future together, a lot. I suppose now I know the answer to my question that I asked you in the city.”

  “I always think about our future together. There has never been any doubts for me Kat. I will never let you get away from me again. I just wanted to make this whole thing as easy as possible for you.”

  “You’re so wonderful Jake. Honestly I don’t know why you haven’t been snaffled up by some hotter, younger chick by now.”

  “Well as far as I know there is only one of you and you are the only one I want. Now jump off the bench so I can get wrapped up so I can fuck you again.”

  “I love it when you get all demanding on me.”

  “Really?”

  “Really.

  “Turn around Kat.”

  Jake’s voice has taken on an edge that makes me weak at the knees. I immediately turn around and face the full length mirror that covers the wall behind my bathroom bench. The window and the view of the paddocks outside are reflected in the mirror. So are Jake’s dark blue eyes and gorgeous, glorious, muscular body.

  “I could stand here and look at you like that all day,” I say.

  “Hmm you can one day Kat, but right now I want you to hold onto the side of the bench and look at me while I fuck you hard and fast.”

  Jake pulls me back so I have room to bend over as I take hold of the bench in front of me. My legs are spread as far as I can get them and I stand on my tippy toes to make allowance for Jake’s height. Jake lowers his body so I can remain flat footed. It’s more comfortable that way. I watch him in the mirror as he stands back and admires my stance.

  “So fucking beautiful,” he states.

  Jake runs his eyes up my back and our eyes meet in the mirror. He slams his cock inside me and stills himself. I let out a scream at his sudden entry. I try to move as Jake remains still.

  I want Jake to move. I have a need for him to create friction from inside so my pent up emotions for this man can be released from me in the form of an orgasm. Jake holds me still and I know now that he’s going to be in control of my orgasm. He’ll be the one who decides when it’s time. I love his control.

  Jake continues to stare at me in the mirror. Finally he starts to move. Slowly at first. His pace quickening as he looks down and watches his penis pounding into me from behind. Watching Jake watching himself fucking me is a major turn on. I think to myself ‘I must invest in a video camera one day.’

  Jake is coming close to orgasm. I can tell by his facial expressions. The thought of him coming due to being embedded deep inside me makes me want to touch myself. And I do just that.

  The look on Jake’s face intensifies as he watches me rub my clitoris as he holds my hips. He continues to fuck me while watching in the mirror. We look only at each other as we both peak at the same time, exploding in an uproar of sounds of pure ecstasy.

  Our hearts slow and our body temperatures return to normal levels as we regain our breath. Jake lets go of me and pulls me back up into a standing position with my back to his chest. We collapse together down onto the floor.

  The silence between us is comforting. His body warmth behind me is consoling. His heart beat is soothing. I feel completely loved by this man and I’m certain that I too love him.

  Time passes. We get up off the floor and shower together. Sam made sure we had a double-headed shower in our ensuite. Even though it was built for two it has hardly been used to its full purpose. I’m glad it’s being used now to its full potential now.

  It won’t be long and the kids will be home. We wander back into the kitchen, still naked, to gather our clothing that was thrown all over the lounge room and kitchen floor. I pop the kettle on while Jake straightens the couch and places the cushions and throw rug back where they belong. We dress and sit down at the kitchen table together. It feels like we’ve sat at this table a thousand times before. Jake seems so comfortable in the surrounds of my home and his city boy style doesn’t look out of place here. He looks like he belongs here.

  “The kids should be back in about ten minutes, so if you’re going to leave you better go now, I guess.”

  “I don’t want to go.”

  “Jake I can’t introduce you to the kids just yet. I need to sit down and talk to them about things first. I’m not about to shove you in their face and make them feel like they have no say in this.”

  “No Ka
t that’s not what I was thinking at all. Of course you need to talk to them. I just thought I could hide out in your room and stay another night with you.”

  “Oh really. You’d want to do that?”

  “Yes.”

  Jake leans across the table and seals his perseverance with a gentle kiss.

  “You’ll have to hang out in there for at least four hours.”

  “That’s okay”

  “You can’t have the telly on. You’ll have to be completely silent. You can’t even use the loo. Well you can, but you’ll have to wait until I come in there and pretend to use the loo, then you can flush it.”

  “Why can’t I use the loo?”

  “If you do you’ll start the pressure pump and the kids will wonder what the hell is going on if none of us have given it a reason to start it up.”

  “Oh. Okay.”

  “Just don’t use any water. I’ll bring you food and drink.”

  “Okay.”

  “Shit there’s the bus. Go and please be quiet. This will end very badly if they find you here.”

  “Kat don’t stress. I’ll be quiet, until they go to bed at least.”

  Jake takes off down the hall and I quickly pop both our mugs into the dishwasher. I do a quick run around and make sure everything is in place.

  Ashley and Aiden come bounding in the backdoor full of excitement from their day at school. They tell me all about their day as I prepare a snack for them.

  It’s the usual after school routine. The kids have something to eat then do their homework. As I start to make tea the kids change into old clothes and head outside to play. This is a perfect opportunity for me to take a drink and some food into Jake.

  I open the bedroom door with a glass of water in one hand and a few biscuits on a plate in the other. I’ve stuffed an apple in my pocket too. Jake isn’t anywhere to be seen. Again.

  I walk into the ensuite and feel a little bolt of electricity run up my spine as I remember what we were doing in this very room just barely an hour ago, but Jake is not in there either. He must be in the walk in robe. As I walk out of the bathroom I see Jake sprawled out on the floor beside my bed. He’s fast asleep curled up on the floor, fully clothed with a cushion for a pillow. He must have figured he’d sleep on the floor in case the kids came in. I leave the food and drink beside the bed and leave him to rest. I only wish I too could curl up and have a nap, but at least sleeping is a productive way for him to pass the time.

  The afternoon continues as predicted and I have the kids tucked up in bed by eight. I flick the TV on for a bit while I wait for them to fall into a deep sleep before I go back to Jake. After another fifteen minutes or so I knock on my bedroom door to find Jake lying on top of the bed playing games on his mobile phone.

  “Hey, how are you sleeping beauty?” I ask.

  “I’m heaps better now. Come here you.”

  I leap into Jake’s arms and lie on the bed beside him.

  “Do you want to come out and watch some TV with me?”

  “Do you want to fool around a bit?”

  “No! Unlike you I haven’t been able to get a nap in this afternoon. I’m exhausted.”

  “Fair enough. Alright what’s on?”

  “Not a lot, but we can always put a movie on. I’ve got some tea for you too.”

  “Great I’m starving.”

  We head out into the kitchen/dining room and I re-heat some tea for Jake. Luckily the kids were none the wiser of the extra-large pot of spaghetti I made. If they had asked I would have told them that I’ll eat it for lunch over the next day or two.

  Jake and I are happily curled up on the couch watching an old classic movie when a ute pulls in the driveway and parks out back. No one ever enters a farm house via the front door. I’m not even sure why we added one to the house when we built it to be honest.

  I know who it is and I’m not surprised, or worried. Jake on the other hand is about to bolt out the backdoor and fight anyone who might try to enter my home without my permission.

  “Jake calm down, it’s just Johnno.”

  “Who the hell is Johnno?”

  “He’s Simone’s husband and Sam’s best mate. He drops in from time to time to make sure we’re okay.”

  “Yeah, well you are. You’re with me.”

  “Of course I’m okay. He probably just wants to meet you that’s all.”

  While we were driving around delivering stock earlier in the day it occurred to me that I never told Jake exactly where I live, but I did tell Alex that I would have loved to have had Jake’s comforting arms wrapped around me after Ash and Aiden read their heart-warming poem about their daddy. Which means Alex contacted Jake and asked him to come here to be with me. It didn’t take me long to put two and two together and now I know by Johnno’s sudden arrival, Alex has spoken to Simone and everyone knows that Jake is here.

  Everyone, except my kids, who lay sleeping innocently oblivious in their beds. I’ll talk to them tomorrow after school. I can’t put it off any longer.

  “Oh, alright then,” Jake sits back down on the couch and resumes his place.

  Jake is a gentle soul at heart, but judging from his reaction I’d say he’d fight to the death to defend me and the kids even though he hasn’t even met them yet. I’d say by his build and his agility he’d be able to take care of himself too.

  Johnno bounds in the backdoor the same way he always does and comes straight into the lounge room and stands at the end of the couch. From his chosen vantage point he’s able to look down over Jake and me, as I lay back against Jake. His arms wrapped protectively around me.

  “Hi Johnno. Johnno this is Jake, Jake this is Johnno.”

  Jake offers his hand and Johnno shakes it. I can tell that Johnno would have put everything he had into the manly palm grasp.

  A handshake is a true test of a man after all. Sam always said if a man shook your hand in a weak way then he was a weak man, but if he shook your hand with strength then he was a good bloke and you would rather have him on your side than have him against you. I wonder what Johnno thought of Jake’s handshake.

  “G’day mate how are you?” Jake asks Johnno in a deep manly voice.

  Johnno replies in a serious voice none like his own, “I’m good mate. Nice to meet you. Heard a lot about you.”

  Having known Johnno for a long time now, I’m able to detect his innuendo when I hear it.

  “Oh shit Johnno, what did Sim tell you?”

  I’m a very nice shade of red, as I can only imagine what my friend has told her husband about my time spent with Jake in the city.

  “Sim. Nah Sim didn’t tell me anything. It’s Alex you want to be worried about.” Johnno is loving torturing me, especially in front of Jake.

  I make a dive for my mobile so I can text Alex. I plan on ripping threads off her in text so she’ll have my disapproval in writing for all time.

  “So Jake, wanna come out for a shot with me?”

  I know where this is heading and I don’t like it. Things are going so well for Jake and I. I don’t want him running back to the city with his tail between his legs just yet.

  I glare at Johnno and subtly shake my head in the hope he will renege on his offer.

  “Yeah that’d be great. Are you heading out now?”

  “Yep.”

  The gleam in Johnno’s eyes is full of pure evil. I know he’s up to no good, but I don’t want to say anything that will give Jake the impression that Johnno is a bad guy. He’ll need to figure out his hidden agenda all by himself.

  “That is unless you have better things to do?” asks Johnno.

  Jake looks at me for my approval to leave the house and go shooting with Johnno. I smile and wish them good aim. Johnno raids the fridge for a couple of beers on the way out. Jake looks back and seems genuinely excited to have been invited on such a manly rural expedition. Oh boy is he in for a shock.

  All I can do now is settle back down on the couch and text Alex and Simone and try and find o
ut what Johnno, the king of pranks, is up to.

  Just over an hour later and with little information provided by my friends, I hear Johnno’s ute pull up at the back gate. A moment later Jake comes stomping in the backdoor absolutely dripping wet. I can hear Johnno laughing as Jake slides the door open. I swear it’s the sort of laugh that would have him in tears. His laughing continues as he drives away homeward bound. Jake stands just inside the back door and starts to strip off. Unfortunately there is nothing sensual about this striptease. He’s cold, wet and miserable.

  “Holy sh…Jake what happened?”

  “I reckon your mate Johnno had it in for me the moment he stepped out his own backdoor to come over here.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Honestly Kat, how the hell am I supposed to figure out if a bloke accepts me or not when he makes me jump into a dam?”

  “Okay. Why did Johnno make you jump into a dam?”

  “To save his bloody dog of course.”

  I do my best to suppress my laughter, but I gotta tell you it’s bloody hard. “Oh Jake, tell me you didn’t.”

  “Yes I bloody did.” Jake begins to yell. Suddenly he remembers the kids are in bed so he begins to whisper yell, like he did the night before, when I almost shot him.

  “What else was I supposed to do when Johnno lets the dog off for a pee and it dives straight into the nearest dam and Johnno starts yelling out, ‘Oh no me dog, he’ll drown and I can’t swim. Jake can you swim?’ “Then I say, Yes Johnno I can swim.” ‘Well he says, what are you waiting for? He’s me best dog. Please mate, go get him.’ There was no time to strip off so I dived in and grabbed the dog.”

  I have tears streaming down my face by the time Jake got half way through his story. Johnno has always been a good practical joker and this one is a classic. Usually works well on city folk.

  Poor Jake. He’s obviously humiliated. Johnno clearly knew better than to walk him to the door and explain Jake’s saturated state to me himself. He must have thought I’d barrel him for embarrassing Jake like this, but in all honesty I’d probably pat him on the back and say, ‘Nice one mate.’