“Keith? It’s me, Jessica. So you are alive and well, I see?” she responded.
“Umm…yeah, I am. Why do you say that?”
Jessica was about ready to explode but she wanted to make sure she got an explanation out of him before he even considered ending the call.
“Why do you think, Keith? Do you have anything to say about the other week when I came to see you? I just wanted to make sure you were ok, number one, and then get an apology and reason for why you did this. You know I had never been to your town before—you just had me waiting and waiting when all you had to do was tell me that you didn’t want to meet up.”
“Yeah…well I’m at my aunt’s house right now, but I’ll call you as soon as I get home in about an hour,” Keith offered.
“Really Keith, I need you to do that. I really need to know what’s going on. That wasn’t cool at all,” Jessica responded in frustration.
“I will.”
Of course Jessica didn’t expect Keith to call her back. What was different now than over the past week that made him want to talk? Jessica was just ready to get closure to this whole situation so she could figure out what her life lesson in this particular relationship was supposed to be and know how to apply it to the next one, if there would be a next one.
Jessica was too damn mad to even be thinking about the next one and who he might be. She was sick of finding herself in this situation over and over again.
She was surprised when Keith did call her back hours later that evening, but she could not believe the nerve of him calling and acting as if nothing had happened and that they were cool. He started the call as he did any other time when he called, asking about her day, what she was doing and joking in his usual manner, even throwing in a bit of flirtation by asking what she was wearing.
“Really Keith? Like you really deserve to know what I’m wearing. I just want to know what the hell was that about last week. Just give me answers,” Jessica said, trying her best to control her frustration with him.
“Ok, I’ll be honest with you. After our first visit you started talking about the future and us, making plans and all of that. You seemed to be moving things a little too fast after that one visit,” Keith said.
“Wait a minute. Weren’t you the one talking about me meeting your son? Talking about how life would be when we started building a life together? How we would be a family? I can go on forever with all the stuff you said to me implying you saw a future between us. Didn’t you say those things?”
When there was not a response, Jessica continued on.
“Exactly. But I make a couple little comments based on what you said to me, and all of a sudden I’m the one moving too fast. Really? And what was your point of saying these things if you’re not really ready to settle down like you implied?”
This conversation between Jessica and Keith would only last another three minutes, if that, because Keith did not argue the point or even agree. There was a brief apology but not sincere enough for Jessica to believe he would not do it again.
Jessica would leave him alone for a few days to a week, then he would pop back up pursuing her and trying to win her trust again. She gave in and forgave him, too, eventually allowing Keith to seduce her again and going all the way with him.
Jessica would forget everything that happened, too, because she was whipped. She had never had a lover like Keith—someone who was so attentive to her sexual needs and making sure she was pleased.
The sex did not save the day, though. Months later there would be some miscommunication between them again with Keith doing something that would hurt Jessica to the core. For some reason she always took him back because she thought she could change him by showing him that she was there for him and different from anyone he had dealt with ever before.
As time passed, Keith opened up more, even revealing some of the relationships he had where he was cheated on and mistreated. That made Jessica’s heart soften for him. Then there were other times she questioned why she continued to deal with him; like when he let it slip that he had a teenage son from a past relationship that he had never met, and possibly a daughter. When Jessica questioned him about this news, his response was that he thought he had shared it with her before.
Things eventually fell apart for good when Keith’s phone calls decreased and his visits also began to slow down. When she asked him what was wrong, he always argued that everything was fine. Finally, Jessica was just tired and frustrated with the relationship and tired of feeling neglected.
She called Keith early the next weekend morning ready to get this conversation over with. Jessica had made up her mind that this relationship was not going anywhere. Regardless of how hard it was going to be initiating this conversation, she had to do it.
What she was not expecting was Keith’s response to her calmly expressing how things were different between them and how she felt that things were over. Keith would go on to say that he agreed—the reason being because he had been seeing another woman who he needed to be giving his attention to. He also felt the need to add that she was an older woman who also happened to be white, as if those two things made it all the more better.
“Well, I wish you the best.”
Click.
Jessica ended that conversation and tried her hardest to hold back the tears that were fighting their way out. The tears won, but once they were released, Jessica felt cleansed and ready to shake off any reminders of Keith Wilson.
Unfortunately, Keith must have thought the pattern was going to continue as always; a week later he was calling. This time, though, Jessica was not answering. Then the texts and emails began to come in with him expressing that he was thinking about her and wanting to talk to her. Jessica continued to be strong and not respond. When she felt herself weakening and wanting to respond out of curiosity, Jessica would call Sophie and have her talk her down so she would not be tempted.
A part of her wanted to hear Keith admit he missed her and was wrong for how he treated her, but then another part of her was starting to lose interest and not even care. The latter began to take over, and a month went by before she finally had a conversation with Keith, who continued to call.
As she suspected, Keith was begging for forgiveness and expressing how things seemed to be falling apart once Jessica had left his life. Although he would not go into detail, he expressed that he apologized for acting like such an ass and how much he missed having Jessica in his life. Jessica did forgive him, but things were different this time around. She had moved forward and was not about to go back.
“Keith, I admit, I have missed you too, but recently we weren’t in a good place. I missed the way you were in the beginning; when you had not started taking me for granted and showed me you cared. Then it got to a point when I was expecting you to fuck things up every few months, so I was always on edge. I just can’t keep having that kind of drama with you. I think maybe we’re just meant to be friends, but in order for me to get back to trusting you as even a friend, you need to give me time to really get past all of this.”
The crazy thing was that although Keith had hurt her many times over and over, she felt so bad for having to say these words to Keith. She needed to get over him completely, though. Jessica did eventually get there.
Keith gave her some time and space, but he continued to communicate in some form or fashion, whether it was a text one week saying hello or an email the next week about a movie he had went to the theater to see and thought that she might like. Eventually, Jessica got to a place where she could answer his calls, having friendly conversations with him.
Months later, Jessica could honestly say that Keith was one of her favorite telephone buddies to just kick the shit with. They communicated probably about every two to three weeks. Of course he would make certain comments, flirting or even reminding her of some of their rendezvous, but Jessica always reminded him that this was a different time and they did not have that type of relationship any longer.
; Then finally, her birthday came around and here he was, popping up out of the blue.
~ ~ ~
They went out to one of Jessica’s favorite barbecue restaurants, followed by a movie. Finally, as the sun was preparing to set, Keith asked if he could crash on her couch.
“I swear, I did not plan it like this,” Keith said defensively as Jessica eyed him suspiciously.
“Well, I guess its ok,” Jessica finally gave in.
“Plus, the night is still young.”
The next stop before heading back to Jessica’s place was to stop by the nearby market. She wanted to stock up on some groceries and snacks for the kitchen and for her guest. When they got to the checkout with a basket full of groceries, Jessica was impressed when Keith pulled out his wallet to tend to the bill.
Once they got to her place and they put away the groceries, Jessica was going back and forth with herself about if she was going to let him get some that night; she knew he would try. She knew there was a catch to all of this.
She was right, too.
Jessica had heard the shower cut on while Keith was in the bathroom. When he came out wrapped in only a towel, she definitely knew what was going to happen eventually. She was sitting on the floor, still in her tank and shorts from earlier, munching on popcorn and candy that they had gotten to go along with the movies they would watch on DVD that night.
Keith stretched out on the couch behind her, still wrapped securely in his towel—at least she thought he might be. Jessica was trying not to turn around or even acknowledge the fact that he just walked out in the room nearly buckass naked.
Once she started the movie, Keith made his move by first rubbing the back of her neck with his hands and slowly starting to massage her. The more relaxed Jessica became, the lower Keith’s fingers inched around to the front of her neck and down toward her left breast which was sitting up at attention already. Then she felt the tips of his fingers go underneath her tank top and rub across her bra-covered nipple.
“Um, what do you think you are doing?” Jessica asked, yet obviously turned on by his touch.
“I’m just trying to make you relax and make you feel good for your birthday,” Keith responded lightly in her ear. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Hmmm… I’ll tell you when I want you to stop.”
By this point Jessica had already made up her mind that she was going to let him make her feel good and get her some birthday dick. It had been long overdue, plus she had just turned the big 35—a milestone in her eyes.
As Keith kept massaging, Jessica lifted her tank top over her head, which loosened up her head full of curly, light brown hair that she had in a ponytail. Keith then unfastened her black bra in the back, which made her erect breasts slightly fall.
Although he could not see her breasts, Keith remembered how beautiful they were and instantly turned hard from the image in his head. He loved Jessica’s smooth, milk chocolate skin and as he reached down to massage her hardened nipples, he imagined the dark-brown shade of them in contrast to the rest of her skin and how Jessica loved when he teased and tasted each nipple.
Jessica leaned her head back, raising her breasts lightly, giving Keith permission to lean over her shoulder, take his hand, and lift her bountiful left breast up to his mouth to take in as much of it as he could. As he sucked and licked on one breast, he used his other hand to fondle and tease the other with his fingers.
Jessica moaned loudly as she came close to climaxing just from this foreplay. When her head leaned back against Keith, she felt his hard erectness against the back of her head, which turned her on even more. It had obviously been much long since she had been touched.
Minutes later, Keith’s other hand reached down further, rubbing down past her waist, then to her navel and to the button on her shorts. Jessica beat him to the punch by unfastening, then unzipping her shorts, allowing Keith’s hand to slide down into her panties as his fingers searched for her wetness.
He knew he had hit the spot when Jessica let out a louder moan and placed her hand on top of his, guiding him to move his finger in and out of her, bringing her to another orgasm.
After Jessica jerked uncontrollably to the pleasure Keith gave her with his digits, he was ready to explore her in the way he did best. Keith lifted himself off of the couch letting his towel fall to the floor. Jessica had seen his dick many times, but as she stared at it in full attention she was in awe; she had forgotten how well-endowed Keith was.
She was looking forward to feeling him inside her, but she was preparing for him to pleasure her orally first, something that he loved to do. Keith kneeled to the floor, raising Jessica’s legs in a bent position and pulled her shorts and panties down to the floor. He then laid his head in between her legs close enough to explore her with his tongue.
“Mmm, I’ve missed this sweet, juicy pussy,” Keith said before he dived in forcefully, causing Jessica to grab his head and let out more loud moans of pleasure.
Hearing the sounds of him sucking and making noises of approval turned Jessica on even more.
“This pussy’s missed you, too!” Jessica responded as she grabbed his head harder, making him grind his noise into her clitoris as he continued using his tongue to enter and explore her as if he was having his last meal.
Jessica began to remember why it was always so hard for her to break away from Keith when he acted like such an ass—no one else ever ate her pussy the way that he did. That wasn’t all he was good at eating, either. Keith lifted his head up long enough to give Jessica her next order.
“Turn that ass around for me.”
Jessica moved quickly, knowing what was coming next once she turned her ass around to face Keith. As she lifted herself up on her knees, she used her long, red-painted fingernails to grab the cushion on the couch she was leaning against as Keith spread her ass cheeks apart.
She was anticipating Keith’s thick tongue making a trail up her crack, from her wet pussy on upward until he arrived to her asshole; Keith did exactly that and then some as he used his tongue to penetrate where none of her past lovers would dare go.
With Keith, she never had to ask him to go there, either—he just did it on his own. She remembered how she first cringed at the thought of it; her fear was that he would be turned off, as if it was the first time he tried this move.
Silly me, Jessica thought to herself, for thinking that he was experimenting and new to this.
Looking back on it, Keith acted as if he was a professional at it, so there was no need for her to be embarrassed. This time around, she made sure to relax and just enjoy the experience. Besides, it was part of her birthday gift, wasn’t it?
The pleasure was so intense, Jessica found herself begging for more from him.
“Give me the dick now!”
“You ready for more, huh? Let me tease you with the head for a little bit,” Keith said as his hard-on led him directly to her wetness and began to enter her forcefully doggy style.
Jessica had forgotten how much she loved getting down doggy-style with Keith. She joined him in the back and forth motion as Keith’s arms wrapped around her, grabbing her breasts and rubbing her hard, erect nipples in between his fingers.
Jessica became even more turned on as Keith mumbled and cursed under his breath. He was shouting out “yes” more than she was, which made her get into it even more.
Finally, after Jessica had already climaxed for her fourth and final time, Keith pulled himself out of her and joined her in orgasm as he came on her ass cheeks. He then went to get a warm, wet towel and came back to clean her up, something that he always did.
In the past, they would cuddle up afterward and just talk about everything. This time, Jessica decided that she needed to let Keith know that things were indeed different, even if she had given in to his sexual advances. Before, she let the sex control the relationship and her actions, but this time the sex was not an emotional attachment for her.
“Well, I’m a little tired. Let m
e go get you a blanket and some pillows for the couch. I’m going to bed so I can wake up and fix us some breakfast,” Jessica said before giving Keith a quick peck on his cheek and heading out of the room.
When she returned with the blanket and pillows, Keith thanked her for her hospitality and did not try to cross the line any further that night. Jessica had half expected to hear her bedroom door open in the middle of the night with him attempting to join her in her spacious bed, but instead Jessica found herself sneaking out of the room to go check on him.
Keith was out like a light, his arms and legs stretched out on the couch.
Jessica just stared at him feeling conflicted.
A part of her felt like she should invite him into the bedroom to lay comfortably in her bed and just cuddle with her like in the past, but another part of her knew that she needed to prove and show him, and herself, that she was sticking to her guns and establishing this independence of not being under his spell.
It worked, in a sense, because their friendship continued after that visit. About a year later they reunited again when Keith moved to Texas after his job transferred there and Jessica decided to go visit him once he got settled in.
The both of them were single, still, so they did not see a problem with going with the flow of things if it got to that. There was no pressure to try to turn each other on or fulfill any needs or desires, but if things became intimate Jessica would make sure she was responsible and protect herself. They were adult enough to be honest and communicate with one another, something they did not do before, so there were no false hopes or expectations. Would they ever give a relationship another try down the line? Who knows, but for now this felt right and so good.
About Shanika Patrice
Before she decided to transform into Shanika Patrice, erotic and romantic fiction extraordinaire, she was using her writing powers in the corporate copywriting space, and using her general communication prowess to interview clients and the public. That's all well and good, but personally we're glad she decided to take up the mantle of passionate word processor through Steam Books and other publishers.
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