Falling for Him

by Amy Stephens

  “It smells like food.”

  “Actually, it is. I figured with you being sick you might not have had much of an appetite lately so I brought you some chicken soup. I just hope it’s still warm.” I unzipped the bag to pull everything out for him and quickly stopped. “Oh no.”

  “Baby, that’s so thoughtful of you but what’s wrong?”

  “Damn it. I dropped my bag when I got off the elevator and I guess the top came off. Now it’s all over the bottom of the bag and on your sandwich too.” I felt horrible. The surprise I had planned for him was a flop.

  “Aww. It’s okay. Let me see.” Jaime took the bag from my hands and pulled out the wrapped sandwich. “This still looks fine but I don’t think the soup was so lucky. I hope it didn’t ruin your bag.”

  “Maybe I’ll just go to the restroom and try to rinse it out before it starts to leak everywhere. I’ll be back in a minute.” I stood up and gathered my bag along with the now empty soup container.

  I pushed open the restroom door and walked over to the row of sinks. Turning the water on, I tilted my bag sideways and allowed the remaining soup to drain into the sink. Noodles gathered at the bottom and I scooped them up with my hands and dropped them back inside the container before tossing it all in the trash. I reached for some paper towels to wipe out the inside of my bag but all of the dispensers were empty. Aggravated, I turned to see about getting some tissue from one of the stalls when I noticed the paper towels hanging from the dispenser inside the handicap stall. Not sure how many towels I would need, I picked up my bag from the sink and brought it inside the stall with me.

  When I was finished wiping it out, I sat it down on the floor and tried my best to scrub the smell of chicken off of my hands. The soup had smelled delicious when I’d first bought it but now, after cleaning up the mess, the smell was too much for me. I heard the main door to the restroom open and hoped it wasn’t someone needing the handicap toilet. I’d be finished in just a minute.

  I looked up and from the reflection in the mirror, I saw Jaime standing merely inches behind me.

  Our eyes locked and I felt my knees weaken. When we’d first met, I’d thought his long hair was attractive on him but now that I’d gotten used to his much shorter style, I think it looked even better on him. He smiled and I couldn’t help but wonder what the heck he was doing inside the women’s restroom with me.

  He turned to slide the lock on the stall door.

  “What are you doing?” I whispered. “Someone might come in here.”

  “I….I need to do this. I need to make this right.” There was a needful look on his face. A hunger, a desire.

  “Do what…..” I wasn’t able to finish before he reached over and placed his hand underneath my chin. He tilted my mouth up towards his and brought his lips down to mine. My body responded without hesitation.

  I promised myself this wouldn’t happen again but dang it, I couldn’t control what I was feeling. I yearned for his touch.

  Our kisses started out slow and tender then became more intense as the desire increased between us. He backed me up against the wall and I wrapped my arms around his neck, afraid to let him go.

  Jaime lowered his hands down to my waist and I slowly let mine follow along his spine. I felt his fingers inch their way underneath my shirt then work their way up to my bra. If I’d know something like this was going to happen I’d have worn something pretty underneath, such as the black one I’d worn before, but he’d have to settle for my simple lavender colored bra that fastened in the front.

  With my shirt now pushed up around my neck I went ahead and lifted my arms while he completely removed it. He tossed it over to the sink and I brought my arms up to cover my chest. Why did my breasts always crave his touch?

  He reached up to lift my arms away and unfastened the clasp of my bra. I sucked in a deep breath as the cool air caused my exposed nipples to quickly harden. Just watching him staring at me caused me to let out a whimper.

  “Oh Jaime.”

  “You have the most gorgeous breasts, baby.”

  His lips found my neck again and he slowly began to make his way downward, stopping just at the top of my breasts. It was so unfair the way he teased me with all of his kisses.

  Arching my back and angling my breasts up towards his mouth, it was obvious I needed him to take them in his mouth that very moment and suck them. Finally, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I reached for his hands and placed them over my breasts. I noticed how warm they felt against my skin and I brought my own hands up to cover his. He let my hands dictate what I wanted his to do, so together, we squeezed and massaged them. It was such a turn on and I could feel myself wanting to scream out loud. I’d heard about women who screamed and thought them to be silly but now, in the moment of desire, I could understand why they’d feel the need to do so.

  When I couldn’t stand it any longer, I reached for his face and brought it down to my right breast placing my nipple just at the edge of his mouth. I watched as he used his tongue to lick and tease it. I sincerely hoped what I was doing wasn’t sending him mixed signals this time. This wasn’t teasing anymore, at least not on my part. I may be young and inexperienced, but right now I’d let him do things to me that a man deeply in love does to a woman. I was confident this was what I wanted and he definitely appeared to want it just as much too.

  With him being older and far more experienced than me, I hoped he didn’t see my actions as childish. He may have been detained from the outside world for ten years, but he hadn’t forgotten how to please. I was enjoying what he was doing to my body. The torture felt remarkable.

  I reached down and grabbed ahold of my breasts again and, seeing as how turned on I was, he buried his face between them. Thank goodness for full sized boobs. I pinched and rubbed my own nipples, enjoying the sensation I was causing. Jaime leaned back for a moment and took in the sight of me rubbing my breasts together. He was getting more turned on by the moment. Using his own hand, he shifted himself. The jumpsuit prevented me from seeing just how enlarged he was and I couldn’t stop thinking about how endowed he must be. He had to be. If the size of his arms has anything to do with the size of something else, well, you get the idea of where this is going.

  I pushed my right breast upwards and stuck out my tongue as far as it would extend towards my nipple. I plucked at my hardened nipples, pulling them outward as far as I could extend them from my body before letting them bounce back. I thought about what pierced nipples must feel like, if it was any more of a turn on than just playing with them myself. I hoped he was enjoying this as much as I was.

  “God, baby. You are fucking awesome. Do you know what you’re doing to me right now?” Did he know what he was doing to me?

  I knew my panties were probably a mess by now and I wondered if it’d be too much for me to unbutton my shorts next. So what if I took the initiative and hinted at what I wanted him to do. I wanted him to explore my pussy even if it meant giving him some guidance.

  He leaned back down towards me again and kissed me fiercely. We separated for air and I took his finger and slowly guided it inside my mouth. In and out, I sucked it then let it “pop” when I pulled it out the last time. I couldn’t help but to take my other hand and slide it down between my own legs. I needed relief.

  All of a sudden, the main bathroom door opened and someone walked in. The moment was shattered.

  I could hear a whistling sound coming from whomever had entered. I heard a few noises over by the sink and hoped they hadn’t heard us.

  Jaime and I shuffled around inside the stall and he immediately stood on top of the toilet and squatted down. He placed his finger over his mouth for me to be quiet. The last thing I wanted was for two sets of feet to be seen from underneath the stall. I quickly refastened my bra and pulled my shirt back on. I’ve never been in such a situation as this before and I couldn’t think of what to do next so we wouldn’t be discovered. It didn’t take long to forget all about the sensations I’d been h
aving.

  From the commotion being heard over at the sink area, the person was obviously replacing the paper towels in the empty dispensers. Well that would surely explain their being empty earlier.

  I jumped when Jaime reached behind him and flushed the toilet not expecting him to do something such as that. He looked silly perched over the toilet fully clothed but I knew if there wasn’t some kind of noise coming from inside the stall, the individual might start to wonder why the person inside was being so quiet. In just a few moments, the door opened again and the person walked out. I don’t think I’d taken a breath the entire time.

  My hands were shaking uncontrollably. Jaime stepped down from the toilet and placed his arms around me.

  “It’s okay. They didn’t know I was in here with you.” His soothing words were comforting but it didn’t take away the fact we were almost busted being in here together.

  “But is it safe for us to walk out of here?” I whispered.

  “You go first. Go back out to your things, have a look around and if it looks safe, go ahead and leave.” He kissed me and I hoped he was right. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

  “But I still want to be with you.”

  “We can’t. Not tonight.”

  I didn’t want to leave like this, without giving him the goodbye he deserved, but if I wanted to get out of here without being caught, I needed to do like he instructed. If anyone was going to get caught it would be him coming out of the women’s restroom. He’d have a time explaining that one but to know he’d take the chance on being caught instead of me meant so much. With weeks to go before getting released, it was definitely a risk for him. I just prayed he was able to leave the restroom unnoticed.

  Chapter Thirteen

  I was a nervous wreck the entire way home. Once I’d collected all my things, I hadn’t bothered to wait for the elevator. I took the stairs and briskly walked to the exit not even checking to see if anyone was following me. When I made it to the car, I threw my things in the back seat and actually accelerated so quickly out of the parking lot, I think I may have left black marks on the pavement.

  I stopped at the exit and waited for the guard to lift the gate arm for me to pass.

  “Good night, ma’am.”

  I nodded my head and drove on through. I was constantly checking my rearview mirror in case I was being followed. I managed to make it through several traffic lights before coming up on one that was already changing yellow. I sped up not caring if the light changed red before I could make it through. If someone from the library had seen us and followed me out, would they have enough time to catch up to me?

  I know I was getting worked up, and probably all for nothing, but if I’d been caught there’s no telling what could happen to me. Would I be kicked out of school? Would I be in trouble with the military or the government for having a relationship with an inmate? It sickened my stomach just thinking about it.

  When I was finally home and safely behind closed doors, I headed up to my room without even stopping to chat with my mom and sister. I grabbed my nightgown and a clean pair of panties and walked into the adjoining bathroom I shared with my sister. Making sure to lock both doors, I turned on the hot water to the shower. As I removed my clothes I looked up to see myself in the mirror. My breasts were still swollen from where we’d both been playing with them and there were red splotches covering my chest. They were merely reminders of what we had been doing. Good reminders. Hot, panty soaking reminders.

  Sure enough, my panties were so wet the only spot I could see that was still dry was the area up around the waistband. I still had trouble fathoming he could do something like this to me and yet we’d never gotten any further than kissing. Okay, so we both played with my boobs, but it’s not like we’d done anything else yet. If my body reacted to him this way now, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like when something else happened. That’s right, when.

  I knew if there was an opportunity to do more, it’d be hard for me to turn him down.

  I stepped underneath the spray of the water and let the steam engulf me. I didn’t feel used or dirty. In fact, I felt needed. I felt desired. And it was a feeling that I loved. I enjoyed every moment except for the part of nearly being caught.

  Using my favorite body wash, I lathered up the sponge and inhaled the aroma. I realized as the sponge trailed over certain parts of my body there was still a tingling excitement.

  I fought the urge to satisfy myself. I wanted him to be the one to claim these sensations happening to my body. They were, after all, because of him.

  On Thursday, I was a bundle of nerves. I was worried someone would recognize me or I’d be called out of class and reprimanded for what had happened in the bathroom. After the first hour, when I realized no one was “coming to get me,” I finally started to relax. Jaime had noticed my behavior and thought I was crazy for overreacting. He assured me if someone had seen us, he wouldn’t be in class right then. He would have been in trouble and I’d have already heard about it. After being in this situation with him, I could see how other guys in the Falcon Club could get a little too comfortable. Now, I could understand why Hector’s friend had been so easily coerced into taking him off base. They made it too easy to be together despite what the rules stated.

  Ray, Jaime, and I huddled up after class to discuss our plans for our presentation to the class. I was saddened knowing the group project was coming to an end. There was another group assignment coming up, one that was much smaller and required less out of class work, but I knew my chances of being put in the same group with Jaime again were very slim. Knowing my luck, I’d be paired with Ray and I didn’t think I could tolerate another six weeks of his sarcasm.

  “Can you meet me on Sunday?” I was surprised when Jaime asked me right as I reached the end of the sidewalk.

  “Sure. I never realized you could use the library on Sundays.” Geez, why hadn’t he mentioned this before now? I wasn’t sure how I felt about going back there again so soon but if that’s the only other option for seeing him now, then it was a chance I’d have to take. I knew I was just being paranoid but the thought of seeing him again excited me and it was worth the risk. We knew we didn’t care about studying, we just needed to see each other.

  We settled on a time and told each other goodnight. Sunday couldn’t get here soon enough.

  On Friday, Joann got in a new shipment of dresses for the fall and I let her talk me into trying one of them on. As I modeled it front of the mirror, I knew I had to have one. It reached nearly to the floor and would be cute with a pair of t-strap sandals. The silky material felt so delicate against my skin almost like I wasn’t wearing anything at all. I had a cream colored sweater that would look perfect layered on top of the dress.

  Without much thought, I knew I would wear it to meet Jaime on Sunday. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he spotted me in it.

  I took extra time Sunday morning painting my nails and straightening my hair. You’d never think I was just going to the library dressed like this. Two o’clock seemed to take forever.

  I noticed all of the cars in the parking lot when I pulled in and wondered if this was such a good idea meeting him after all. With this many people at the library today I wasn’t sure we’d have much privacy like we did at night during the week.

  Once inside, I noticed entire families walking around. I had remembered seeing a sign for a children’s library and knew this was probably an area that was appreciated by all of the military wives. Being stationed on base, it was nice to have an area for the kids to visit and check out books. Since the library was several floors and was so massive, I figured there was probably an area designated for traditional reading material as well but I’d never seen it. I’d only visited the area set up for research and it alone was impressive.

  I walked to the back not knowing if Jaime was already here or not. I didn’t know the bus schedule and hoped I wouldn’t have to wait long to see him.

  A f
ew books were left on the table we typically used and I wondered if they belonged to him. Today, so far, I’d not noticed anyone working and I was relieved. I wondered what he might try today, if anything. Part of me wanted to go back to the restroom again but that was pushing my luck.

  I sat down and pulled out a few books so it would appear I was studying. This part of the library was dead silent.

  “I see you made it.”

  Hearing the sound of his voice, I jumped not realizing he’d sneaked up on me.

  I looked up at him with a huge grin on my face and was surprised to see he had on a pair of light gray uniform pants and a darker gray t-shirt with The Falcon Club insignia and name across the front. Up until now I’d only seen him in the jumpsuit. These clothes were better suited for him, even though they were government issued, and I was able to see more of his body. The jumpsuit had obviously hidden the best part.

  I couldn’t hide that I was happy to see him. “Of course. I wouldn’t have missed this opportunity.”

  “You look very pretty.”

  I stood up from the chair and turned around so he could see my entire outfit.

  “We just got these in at work.” I told him as I lifted up a portion of the dress. I may have also flashed him a little bit of my leg.

  “Do you normally model all of the clothes you get in at work?” He asked and I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. Wasn’t that my intention though? Didn’t I want him to check me out?

  “With my budget I don’t get to buy new things often but it is nice to treat yourself to a new outfit every now and then.”

  “Well it definitely looks good on you.” He winked and I looked away, not sure why his remark had made me uneasy.

  “Why thank you.”

  “I have a surprise for you.”

  “Surprise?”

  Jaime reached in the side pocket of his pants and pulled out a small envelope. Before handing it over to me, he turned to look both ways then grabbed ahold of my hand.