“Nice to meet you. I’m Alex.”
“I know. My dad talks about you all the time.”
“I hope it’s only about the good things.”
“Ha ha! Absolutely.”
“So I’ll be bringing you home.”
“I couldn’t ask for a better escort,” Candice said.
Alex put his hand on Candice’s arm and squeezed gently. “I’m only an escort for pay,” he said.
“And what does your wife think about that?” she asked in a sarcastic manner.
“I’m single,” he said. He picked his hand up and showed off that he wasn’t married. “Nothing on the hand. I do better as a single man to be honest. Plus the ladies like it that way.”
“I bet they do.”
The two walked out of the airport and were soon in Alex’s modest car. It was a Honda Accord from last year. Alex kept the car clean, and Candice felt increasingly comfortable around him. It had been a while since she’d spent time with a real man and she’d taken a liking to Alex immediately. He was handsome, and her father had spoken highly of him.
***
At dinner that night they had a wonderful time. The whole family was there: her father, her mother, and Pauline. Pauline and her father had made dinner. Everyone over ate and soon people were lying tirelessly on the couches. Candice’s father and her mother announced that they would go to bed early.
“I assume you can get yourself home,” her father said to Alex.
“Yes. I’m not sure I’m ready for bed quite yet.”
“I am. I’ll be taking off,” Pauline said.
“Do you want to do anything?” Candice asked her sister.
“I’d like to but I can’t. I have to get up early,” Pauline said.
“I’m still game to do something,” Alex said to Candice. “There’s a new beer bar down the street if you’d like to have a beer or a cocktail.”
“That sounds great actually.”
“Yeah, you two go out and have some fun,” Candice’s father said.
“Thanks, Dad.”
“Just let me know when you think you’ll be back.”
“Of course.”
“Well, I’ll be going home as well. Thanks for coming down, Candice,” Pauline said. She hugged her family goodbye, and walked out the door.
The ride to the bar was short and quick. Alex drove well and he put on one of Candice’s favorite bands, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
“I saw them ages ago,” Alex said when he turned on the music. “They were quite good live.”
The bar was elegant inside and had a Victorian parlor feel to it. Alex ordered a Manhattan and Candice ordered a dirty martini.
When the two got their glasses, they clinked them together.
“Cheers,” Alex said.
“Cheers,” Candice replied.
“So how is Oakland going?”
“It’s okay. My job in the city is going all right. There hasn’t been too much going on with me, I suppose.”
“No boys?”
“Not really. There was a guy I was sort of seeing but things just sort of faded away recently.”
“Hmmm… I can’t imagine you being single that long,” Alex said.
“Why is that?”
“Well, have you looked in the mirror lately?”
Candice laughed. “I suppose not.”
“You are a good looking lady,” Alex said. He put his hand on her leg. Candice looked down at it. He didn’t move it for a moment and then withdrew it. When it was gone, Candice longed for it.
“Well, thank you,” Candice said. She put her hand on his arm. “That’s really nice of you to say.”
A wide smile crossed his face and Candice could feel herself heat up.
She hadn’t known Alex for very long but it had been a few weeks since she’d slept with anyone. He was older than her by twenty years at least, but he was fit and handsome and seemed like he had it together. She smiled as seductively as possible and drank the rest of her martini in one long gulp.
“Well, I guess we should get going… to your place” Candice said.
“Ok,” Alex replied. He lifted his eyes in surprise and then emptied his Manhattan. The two were in his car nearly as quick as they’d departed.
The drive to Alex’s house was short. They both knew what would happen and how.
“You have a really nice place,” Candice said.
“Thanks. I bought it a while ago.”
The house was small but a decent size for one person. It was decorated with a lot of paintings.
Alex took Candice’s hand when she entered and the two walked into his bedroom. He slowly undressed her and then took off his clothes.
He pushed her onto the bed and lay next to her. She could feel his cock on the back side of her ass. Candice sighed and pressed into his hard erection.
“Do you have condoms?” Candice asked. She reached around and began to stroke his cock, then she rolled over and began to kiss him. She rubbed the head of his cock, and precum was leaking out of it.
His kiss was soft but he slid his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues danced together.
“I don’t. I had a vasectomy ages ago,” Alex said. “I get tested regularly too.”
“Hmmm…”
“I might have condoms if you want to use them though.”
“Well, I guess we don’t need them then since you’re clean,” Candice said. She could feel herself getting wetter.
He kissed her demanding mouth. He pulled back from her and began to kiss down her body. She stroked his soft hair as his lips touched her nipples and then her stomach and finally just above her clitoris. Candice pulled his head up before she touched her hot button.
“I need you inside me,” Candice whispered to him.
Alex smiled and rubbed his hard cock up and down her wet pussy.
Candice’s eyes opened wide when he pushed into her. She gasped as she felt him fill her up.
“Fuck,” Candice said. “You feel so good.”
“Your little pussy is so wet,” Alex said.
Alex pulled his cock out and then pushed himself in deep. She could feel his hardness hit against her cervix.
“You’re so big,” Candice said. She bit down on her lips and Alex smiled wider.
Again, he pulled himself out of her and then teased her with short strokes. He would put just his head inside of her and then pull out.
Candice moaned.
“Fuck me deep,” Candice cried.
She wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him deeper inside of her. Alex held back for a moment and then began to pump into her. He rocked his hips against her, which made her clitoris light up with passion.
“You’re making me so wet,” Candice said.
Alex loved the feeling of being inside of her. He began to pump faster and deeper. Candice felt her cunt contract around his cock and she began to orgasm. She was driven crazy with passion. His mouth felt like fire. She moved her hands up and down his back.
Alex lifted his cock out of her. Candice moaned in complaint. She pulled her legs around him and he drove his cock back into her. He pulled out of her again. The tug and pull action between the two repeated several times. Each time that she pulled her into him, her clit would become a fire of sensation.
Candice was losing control of herself.
“Fuck me!! Just fuck me,” she cried.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Alex said.
He began to pick up the pace of his thrusts and began to slam into her.
“I’m going to fucking cum,” Alex screamed.
“Cum in me. Fill me up!”
His hips went into overdrive and he pressed deeper and deeper into her. He felt himself empty into her. His cum filled her up and he lay on top of her for several minutes.
It took some time for both of them to catch their breath. Waves of bliss softly lapped against them long after the two had orgasmed. Alex pulled his soft cock from her and a waterfall of his cum fol
lowed. He took a deep breath and stood up. He walked to the bathroom and came back with a soft towel. He gently dried her pussy and then he brought her to the shower.
The two bathed together. Alex lovingly soaped Candice’s body. He gently massaged her breasts, her hips, her ass, and her legs. He washed her clean and Candice did the same for him, paying special attention to his cock, which was hardening for a second time.
“Hmmm…” Candice said as she felt his cock stiffen in her hand.
“That feels good,” Alex said.
Candice dropped to her knees and began to lick his cock up and down. The shower poured down on their heads as she sucked him. Alex leaned back against the shower wall and felt her mouth pour all over him. His dick became incredibly hard within her mouth.
“I’m going to cum,” he screamed.
His hands clenched together and his hips pushed forward. Candice pulled back slightly so that she could watch him ejaculate. His cum propelled out of his cock with tremendous force and landed all over her face. She caught some of it in her mouth and quickly swallowed it.
“It tastes good,” Candice said.
She then proceeded to lick the remnants of cum off of Alex’s body. She washed her face as well.
“That was incredible,” Alex said.
“Yes, it was.”
With her face cleaned, Candice rose to her feet and kissed Alex. She then stepped out of the shower and toweled herself off. Alex turned off the water and looked at the woman before him.
She had a good curve to her body. Her hips were wide and her legs had a powerful strength to them. Her hair fell down to the top of her shoulders and when she turned around to hand him a towel she showed off her ripe breasts. The nipples were still hard and pointed out towards him.
“Did you want to stay the night?” Alex asked.
“I should be getting back to my parents. They might wonder where I am in the morning.”
“Okay. Shall I give you a ride?”
“I think you’ve ridden me enough,” Candice said. “I can take a taxi back.”
“When do you go back home? Back to Oakland?”
“I go back tomorrow.”
“Oh…” Alex said. His face saddened for a moment.
“It’s been nice but you live in L.A., Alex…”
“That is true but it’s only an hour long flight. I’ll actually be up in the Bay soon.”
“Oh really?” Candice said. She had dried herself off and put the towel around her head to dry her hair. She pressed herself up against her lover. Alex smelled the shampoo and soap on her body.
“My son, Clae, has a hockey game up there.”
“You have a son?” Candice said moving back. “I thought you said you weren’t married.”
“I’m not. Divorced. The ex and I are still friendly and I see my son regularly. He’s really into hockey now. Not sure why exactly. His mother is Thai and there is no one in my family that plays hockey, but regardless he is playing in a couple weeks in the Bay. I was considering going.”
“It would be good to see you again.”
“I like the sound of that,” Alex said. He grabbed Candice’s ample ass and gave it a squeeze. “I can think of a few more things to do to you.”
“You do seem imaginative. We’ll have to put it to the test.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Alex said. He kissed Candice lightly on the lips and then sat on the bed. He watched as she dressed herself. Putting her underwear, bra, and jeans back on. He was naked on the bed.
“You have my number?” Candice said.
“I do and I won’t forget it.”
“Good. I’d hate for you to lose it,” Candice said with a smile. She winked at him and walked out the door.
It was easy for her to hail a cab, and on the ride back to her parents’ house she felt the wonderful glow of after-sex.
Her phone started ringing in the cab. She looked down at it. It was Mitch. She sighed and mumbled under her breath. She didn’t want to talk to him, but felt she had to.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey, how are you doing?”
“Good.”
“What are you up to?”
“I’m in L.A. for a couple days.”
“Oh cool. Want to get together when you get back?” There was a slight whine to his voice.
Candice suspected that he’d been drinking, but she didn’t want to say anything. He would get mad, no doubt.
“I’m not sure. I’m on the fence about things.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, remember when we had sex that one time,” Candice said.
“What time? They were all so good I couldn’t forget,” Mitch said. His voice started to sound like slime on the phone.
“It was a few weeks ago. I got pregnant.”
“Wait, what!? I’m going to be a father? Holy shit!”
“No. I ended the pregnancy.”
“What do you mean you ended it?”
“I went to the clinic and got RU-486,” Candice said.
The driver looked into the rearview mirror. Candice met his eyes in the reflection and then looked away. She didn’t need his judgement. He was pulling up to her parents’ house. She then got out of the cab and headed towards the door.
Mitch hadn’t said anything for a moment.
“Are you still there?”
“Yeah, I’m still here. Our fucking baby isn’t though.”
“It wasn’t a baby.”
“Fuck you, it wasn’t! I put my seed in you and gave it to you. Then you shat it out your rotten cunt. Why didn’t you tell me? That was my child!” Mitch had started screaming. Each word that he said was going up an octave. His voice started to crack.
“It’s my freaking body!” Candice screamed into the phone.
The cab driver had pulled away from Candice’s parents’ house and Candice was standing alone in the driveway. The outside lights had come on when she walked up to the one-story house.
She’d grown up in that house. It had a million memories in it. It was on this front lawn that she had played catch with her father. It was on the same front lawn that her mother had told her about when she’d met her father. They’d met while he worked as a mechanic. She’d brought her car in to be fixed. He’d asked her out. She liked the grease on his hands, and had liked the way he’d combed his hair on their first date. It was on the lawn that she’d taken her prom pictures and later her high school graduation pictures. Now it was on the lawn that she was screaming into her phone with a guy that she was increasingly disliking.
“Well, I’m the fucking father,” Mitch screamed. “Don’t I get a say?”
“Mitch. We were fuck buddies, if that. I would go over to your place once a week. We would bang and that was it. It was a good time. I got pregnant. I didn’t want to be involved with you on more than a weekly basis. I don’t even know what you do for work. The last time I saw you, you were out of your freaking mind staring at a coffee cup for ages.”
“It was mine. You killed it. You bitch!”
“I’m hanging up. Don’t ever contact me again.”
“Don’t you hang up on me. I’m not done with you yet!”
“I’m done with you though, Mitch.”
And just like that the world had gone silent again. A car drove by. Its highlights cast more shadows on the dark lawn. As the lights hit her, Candice’s shadow elongated. It changed position and she stood there. She felt the darkness behind her grow and then fade as the car continued. She hoped that she hadn’t awakened her parents.
She unlocked the door to the house. She walked inside and everything was still dark. Candice walked into her old bedroom. It was still decorated with posters of her youth: a Justin Timberlake poster, an NSYNC poster, and a shrine to Beyoncé.
Candice stood in front of the posters for a while and tried to remember high school. It hadn’t been a bad time for her, but it hadn’t been great either. She’d been more than a little happy to escape and go off
to college. It had all seemed so long ago. The things that mattered then didn’t matter anymore.
There was still a photo from her senior prom on her desk. She was dressed in a long silver dress and her date, Justin, wore a black tuxedo. He had glasses and a few zits. She’d covered up her acne with a layer of foundation. Justin had been nice for a while. She’d lost her virginity to him. Candice had felt she was ready and insisted on it, but as the school year ended he grew cockier and began to treat her badly. He wouldn’t return phone calls and seemed preoccupied with how many more girls he would get once he was in college. They were friends on Facebook. She’d looked him up a few times but then felt it was best that the past was left in the past and had unfollowed him.
She set the prom photo back down and went into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and lay down on the bed. She set her phone on the nightstand beside her and heard it rumble. It vibrated. Someone was calling her. She picked up the phone and saw it was Mitch. She turned off her phone and fell into a dreamless sleep.
Candice wasn’t going to let him ruin what had been a great night with Alex.
Chapter 4
The flight back to Oakland was quick. Alex hadn’t given her a ride back to the airport, but he sent her a text that morning.
Hey, it was great of you to come over last night, he’d written. We’ll have to do it again.
She’d replied with a few heart emoticons that she reserved for people she genuinely liked. Candice had felt good about her experience with Alex and wanted more. It had been a while since she’d been with someone who seemed genuinely concerned with her. Mitch was just a dick on a body. He was proving to be quite a handful as well. He’d left her a bunch of angry voicemails calling her a cunt, a bitch, and a stream of additional profanities. She wasn’t sure what she should do about it either.
Candice got back into town on a Sunday night, and when she returned home everything seemed the same. Her apartment was clean, which she liked to do before she left. Her bed had been made and everything was ready for the next day.
She spent the afternoon going back and forth between thoughts of Mitch and Alex. Her feelings were a pendulum. On one side was vehement dislike and on the other a budding sense of passion. She didn’t want to rush things with Alex, although she definitely wanted to see him again soon.
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