by Niquel
“Yea it doesn’t take long to thaw out frozen waffles and sausage.”
“So is this how you keep all the ladies coming back? By fixing their cars and cooking them breakfast?”
“Don’t worry about the ‘other’ ladies; this is what I do to keep you. So sit down and eat!”
After breakfast, we made our way back to his room and lay down on the bed. His phone rang as soon as we got comfortable.
“It’s my boss. Unfortunately I’ve got to take this.” I could see the smile immediately leave his face as he hung up.
“What’s wrong?”
“He needs me to meet him at a new construction site in Worcester and work for a few hours.”
“That’s fine, I’ll just go home.”
“No stay! I won’t be gone long. Just make yourself at home.”
“I suppose I could stay, but you’d better hurry back!”
Placing a soft, sensual kiss on my forehead, he leaned over and whispered, “You will get hurt tonight, so be ready. You have a debt to repay Ms. Moore.”
“I’ll be more than ready.”
“And try not to fuck my brother while I’m gone!” he joked.
“I won’t.”
He grabbed his black work bag and quickly disappeared through the door. I hated being alone in his bed without him so I rolled over and cuddled up with his blanket. The smell of his aftershave was all over it and the scent was intoxicating.
The door slowly creaked open behind me. I flipped around to see who was coming in, but no one was there. I walked over and slammed the door shut and made sure it was locked. I hated being alone in Al’s house but I decided to take a nap to pass the time.
Several hours passed and Allan still wasn’t back, I knew I had to make things up to him and the only way I knew how was sex. I unlocked his door, peered down the hall to make sure it was clear and ran across the hall, immediately locking the bathroom door behind me.
I turned the hot water up as hot as I could stand it and a cloud of steam quickly filled the bathroom. Shit! I forgot about the smoke alarm and turned the water back down. I couldn’t see a thing through the clear shower curtain, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me. I pulled my shampoo from the shower caddy and began to wash my hair. As it lathered, there was a knock at the door.
“Al, is that you?”
Whoever was outside didn’t respond but I figured it was Al messing with me. I rinsed the soap out of my hair and eyes as best I could and grabbed the two towels I previously laid out. Wrapping one around my body and the other around my head and walked over to the steam filled mirror.
While wiping the condensation away with my hand, I revealed my lifeless reflection. The deep dark circles under my eyes and the horrible bags aged me quite a bit. The lack of sleep and stress were doing a number on me, and the bloodshot cornea’s didn’t help my appearance much either.
A loud noise came from the drain and I nearly jumped out of my skin. The towel on my head immediately fell and I picked it up off the floor and finished drying my hair with it. I cautiously opened the bathroom door and clutched the towel tightly against my body and continued to Allan’s room to get dressed.
“Al, are you here?”
My phone rang and scared the shit out of me before I got the chance to close the door behind me. By the fourth ring, I answered it.
“Hello?”
“Hey, are you alright? You sound scared. Did Jake come back?”
“No, I was literally walking back into your room after a shower and your phone call scared the shit out of me.”
“Well the thought of you wet, and naked standing inside my room right now excites the shit out of me.”
“I’m sure.”
“I should be home within the hour. Try not to run off before I get there!”
“I won’t. I promise.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and slipped on my pink sweat suit, never taking my eyes off the door for a split second. I picked up one of Allan’s tools and placed it beside me.
The door opened and I let out a huge sigh of relief once I saw Allan’s smiling face come through it.
“Hey sweet-face, did you miss me?”
“Nope, not at all,” I laughed.
“What are you doing with my hammer?”
“I kept hearing noises and wanted to have some type of protection since you weren’t here.”
“You should have grabbed my metal bat out of the closet; it would have done more damage. This isn’t what I was expecting, I was hoping to find you lying there butt naked, not fully clothed with a hammer next to you, waiting to bash my skull in,” he said with a laugh.
“Well maybe if you go and wash that work filth off you, I’ll put it away and I can be.”
“Deal.”
He launched his bag in front of the closet door and bolted for the bathroom. Promptly returning from his brief shower with only a black towel draped around his waist, he shut the door behind him, smiled, and pounced on the bed next to me. Mesmerized by the beads of water slowly trickling down his neck on to his chest, I didn’t even notice he leaned in for a kiss.
“What’s wrong? You don’t seem like yourself.”
“Nothing, I just didn’t sleep very well last night after the whole thing with you and Jake.”
“Well maybe this will put your mind at ease.”
He swiftly ripped off his towel and unzipped the jacket to my sweat suit, exposing my bare chest. Al gently kissed my neck, once below my ear then slightly above my collar bone, while sliding the pink fabric off my shoulders. He lightly brushed my curls onto my back and laid me down on top of his sheets. “Lift your hips,” he said as he tugged my pants off my waist and onto the floor. Rubbing his smooth palms across the top of my thighs, he gradually pried my legs apart and nuzzled his mouth against my wetness.
“Fuck, Allan!” I moaned softly.
He grasped a hold of my hips and pushed his tongue further inside of me. My breathing sped up and my mouth opened wide, screaming as I was about to come and he stopped.
“Not so fast, it’s time to pay up.” He pulled me to my feet then pushed me down to my knees in front of him. “Open up.”
He pumped his cock until it was rock hard and shoved it in my mouth. Slow and steady at first, then he tightly grasped the back of my hair, as he forcefully shoved it down my throat.
“That’s it, good girl.” He gathered the rest of my hair in one hand and slapped the back of my neck with the other.
Letting go of my hair, he grabbed me by my neck and forced me back to my feet, then spun me around and bent me over the bed. Placing my hands behind my back, he picked my thong up from the bed and tied it around them.
I’d never done anything like this before, but I liked the feeling. I wasn’t in control, he controlled everything!
We fucked for hours in that position. When he was finished with me, I was exhausted, my ass was sore, and I felt like my legs were ready to buckle underneath me. All I wanted to do was collapse on the bed afterward and pass out from the hardcore passion.
It was several hours later before I awoke and night fall had arrived.
I nudged Al and said, “Hey, I have to run I have class in the morning.”
“Skip it and stay, one absence won’t kill your GPA. I’ll ditch work too.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah.”
I felt like Allan was finally opening up to me. I placed my head back onto his bare chest and listened to his heart beat. It was a slow steady beat.
“Your heart beats very slowly.”
“It’s because when I’m around you, my hearts at ease.”
He always had the right thing to say to me. I kissed his chest and fell right back to sleep.
I had such a hard time staying asleep, that I emailed my teacher at four A.M telling him I wasn’t coming in today because I felt ill. Allan woke up an hour later and called his boss with a similar excuse.
I was excited to s
pend the day all alone with him. We lay in bed together for hours, laughing and discussing our future plans. He told me that he wanted to run his own construction company and I told him that I wanted to take the Commercial Art field by storm and be the top graphic designer for television and print.
“Let’s go take a shower.”
“Together?”
“Yeah, you need to wash the sex off of you.”
“I’m still a little sore from last night.”
“Good. If you weren’t, then I didn’t do my job.”
We walk hand and hand into the bathroom, and I immediately lock the door behind us.
“Trust me, no one will barge in on us, and if they do we’ll give them a show to remember.”
He turned on the faucet and said, “How hot do you want it?”
Giggling I say, “As hot as you can handle it.”
I stepped into the shower first, and as the water sprayed me in the face, he massaged my back with a warm washcloth. I handed him my body wash and he began lathering up the cloth, to slowly wash my body, starting with each individual leg and in between.
“Turn around.”
I turned around and gazed at his naked body in front of me, he wasn’t as drenched as I was, but I planned on changing that. He placed the washcloth on the rack behind him and began to fondle my breasts.
Backing me up into the corner, he made me sit down on the small ledge, with my legs spread apart. He detached the shower head and set the nozzle to a single steady stream, guiding the sprayer back and forth across my clit. He kissed my thighs as he moved the stream of water closer to my body. I covered my mouth, to prevent myself from screaming in pure enjoyment.
After reattaching the head, he came back to finish me off with his mouth. My whole body started trembling and before I could release he stopped.
“Not so fast bitch, I’m not done with you just yet.”
I could hardly make it back to my feet, so he lifted my body into the air and slid his hard cock inside of me. While pushing my back against the wall, he placed his left hand upon the tile next to me to keep himself balanced. Thrusting deeply inside of me, I let out a series of loud moans while wrapping my legs tightly around his torso.
“Please don’t stop,” I begged him.
“Is this what you wanted? Tell me, is that what you wanted?”
“Yes, it’s what I wanted,” I screamed as my body became tense and I climaxed.
“Good. Now go and dry yourself off,” he said, while throwing a towel at me. I bent over to pick it up and he grabbed a handful of my ass.
“I guarantee I’ll be fucking that sooner than you think.”
“Sure, whatever you say.”
We walked back to his bedroom covered in matching white towels, ready to recover from the double sex fest we just had.
“What now?” I ask.
“We catch up on sleep. I don’t know about you, but I’m exhausted.”
“Sounds like a plan.” He removed his towel and laid down on the bed naked.
“Are you coming?”
“I did that already.”
“As long as you’re with me, you always will be. I hardly ever disappoint.”
“I know.”
We took a brief nap and re awakened just before 4:30 P.M.
“I’d like to cook dinner for you tonight, what kind of meat do you have?”
“I don’t really have much of anything besides frozen meals at the moment.”
“That’s a shame, well let’s go food shopping.”
“Alright.”
After we were both dressed, I handed him the keys to my car.
“What are these for?” he said.
“You’re driving us to get them; I’m tired of being a chauffeur. Besides, I don’t know my way around here like you do.”
We arrived in front of a grocery store nearby named ‘Price Chopper’.
I grabbed a shopping cart, and navigated through each aisle, stuffing it full of lean meats, fresh vegetables, drinks, and sauces. The cart was so full; it kept shifting to the left every time I tried to push it forward. We stood in line and completely filled the mechanical belt with our merchandise.
“That’ll be $160.00,” The young cashier said.
I pulled my debit card out of my pocket and Allan immediately snatched it out of my hand.
“What exactly do you think you’re doing? Save your money, I’ve got this,” he said, while handing the cashier exact change.
We exited the store and filled the entire trunk and backseat of my car full of paper and plastic bags. After a short trip home he parked in the driveway and started emptying out the grocery bags.
“Here take these two bags and grab the door, I’ve got the rest.” He carried about fifteen bags inside all at once.
“Take what you need for dinner, and I’ll put the rest of it away.”
I took out a four pack of chicken breasts, olive oil, peppers, onions, and carrots. I washed, chopped, and seasoned everything, drizzle it in olive oil and bake it in the oven for 45 minutes. I also made a fresh salad and rice for sides.
“I guess you really can cook, huh? What’s for dessert?”
“Me.”
It was the middle of the night and I woke up extremely thirsty. I quietly slipped out of bed as to not disturb him, took his black robe off the door, and walked down the hall to the kitchen. Before I got there, I saw the reflection of the refrigerator light on the floor, and heard someone rummaging through it. Breathe Alecia. I’m sure it’s not Jake I mumbled under my breath.
I was shocked to see a woman standing there. She had short blonde hair, wore mismatched blue and orange lingerie, and had a huge red heart tattoo on her lower back. She turned around and slightly jumped at the sight of me.
“Hey, you startled me! It’s thirsty work dealing with these boys huh?”
“Definitely.”
“I’m Lynne.”
“I’m Alecia.”
“Wait, you’re Alecia? Jake won’t shut up about you!”
“What do you mean he won’t ‘shut up’ about me?”
“Have you two dated before?”
“No, I’ve been with Allan this whole time. Are you Jake’s girlfriend?”
“No, we just occasionally hook up from time to time. We’ve been doing it off and on for about two years now.”
“What exactly has he been saying about me?”
“That he wishes you were his and that he’d do just about anything to have you.”
“He must be talking about a different Alecia, then.”
“Maybe” she said with a smirk, while handing me a cold bottle of water.
“Thanks.”
“No problem, it was nice meeting you. I’d be careful if I were you though, Jake seemed pretty adamant about being with this ‘Alecia’ girl.”
I turned around and walked back down the hallway to Al’s room, slamming the door behind me.
“Ice what’s going on? What are you doing up?”
“I went to grab a drink from the kitchen and Lynne was in there.
“Oh, that’s one of Jake’s sluts. She say anything?”
“Yeah, just some girl stuff. Nothing you’d care to hear.”
“Alright, well come back to bed.”
I tried to calm myself down long enough to get back into the bed. He pulled my hair away from my face, and planted a kiss on my cheek. I couldn’t bring myself to tell Allan what she said, not now.
Chapter 6 : Honesty
Al and I were sitting across the table from each other, enjoying the cinnamon pancakes I just made, when I got the urge to be spontaneous. I walked around the kitchen table and instantly fell to my knees in front of him. I slowly unlatched his silver belt buckle and unzipped his pants, exposing his huge stiff cock, and shoved it down my throat.
“Go down as far as you can, it’s alright if you choke,” he moans.
Tilting my head up with his hand, he looked into my eyes deeply, admiring my oral technique, a
s I played with his hard meat.
“Ah shit, please don’t stop.”
I continued pleasing him until he exploded in my mouth. He then raised my body into the air and firmly placed my ass on the granite counter top; yanking my panties from underneath my skirt, and thrusting his cock in and out of me. He used the cabinets for assistance as he pounded me harder and harder against the faux wood, slamming my head against it.
While choking back several moans, I caught a glimpse of a shadow out the corner of my eye. I looked over Al’s shoulder and in the hallway stood Jake, mimicking his brothers every stroke behind his back.
“What are you doing here?”
Al quickly turned around and gunned for his brother with his pants holding on for dear life around his ankles. He stopped to fix himself and cursed down the hallway.
“You disgusting bastard, get the fuck out of here!”
I sat down on the cold tile and bawled my eyes out. “What is wrong with him?”
“He’s a sick fuck, always has been, always will be. Come on---sweet-face, let’s go back to my room, it’ll all blow over soon.”
“No it won’t, Al. I’m leaving!”
The journey back to Waltham was a nightmare. I envisioned Jake’s hazel eyes, staring at my legs wrapped around his brother’s half naked torso, copying his every move over and over in my head. I climbed directly into bed as soon as I got home, hoping this was all just a horrible dream.
Al tried to call me several times. Each time I sent his call straight to voicemail and then eventually shut the phone off. My eyes filled with tears, quickly flooding my pillow. Eventually, I stopped crying long enough to pass out because when I re opened them it was morning again.
I turned my phone back on and had several new voicemails. Most were from Allan, except one from a private number.
“You will be mine, Alecia Moore. Nothing will keep us apart. I know you want me, we almost became one but you panicked, and that’s okay, I’ll wait for you.”
It was no longer a mystery, the restricted caller was Jake. I couldn’t decide if I should just tell Allan the full truth now, about the kiss, the hotel, the note, and the harassing calls. I mustered up the courage to call and confess, but once I heard the pain and sorrow in his voice, I couldn’t bring myself to cause him anymore grief.