We stare into each other’s eyes again. Andrew places his hand on my chin and leans closer to me again. “Well, I want you now. I’m going to kiss you again,” Andrew announces as he slowly moves closer.
I throw my arms around his neck and start kissing him. The kiss gets hot very quickly. His lips feel so soft against mine. His hands are up under my shirt rubbing my back. I can’t stop the small moan that escapes me. It’s been too long since I’ve felt this kind of desire.
Andrew apparently takes this as an invitation to take this make out session to the next level. He pulls me around to the back his truck so we are hidden from the rest of the parking lot. As he kisses down my neck, his stubble rubs roughly against my chest. His hands find their way under my shirt again.
“Wait, wait,” I said as I push him away. “We should probably get back in there,” I say, when what I really mean is take me right here and now big boy. I think of all the times I’ve made the “right” decision in my life and realize that the right decision is rarely the fun one. And where has always making the right decision gotten me? Divorced. What is stopping me here? I’m so tired of being the good girl who does everything right. I think this is my chance to be crazy.
Andrew runs a hand down his face then adjusts himself so his bulge isn’t quite so obvious. This makes me feel guilty. I am probably leaving him with blue balls, but as much as I’d love to get down and dirty with him, a parking lot might not be a good first choice for the new fun Bailey to let loose.
“I’m sorry. I got carried away,” he apologizes as he pulls me in and holds me to his chest.
“No, it’s okay. I don’t want to stop either,” I admit which evokes a frustrated groan from Andrew.
“Let’s go inside before I lose all self-control.” He grabs my hand and escorts me back inside.
As soon as we walk back into the bar, Bailey’s friend pulls her quickly into the bathroom. I walk over to my friends, who are now sitting at Bailey’s table.
“So, did you get lucky in the parking lot?” Sam asks after chugging the last of his beer.
“Fuck you,” I grumble back.
“Dude, she’s got a sweet ass. I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers,” Jake adds.
“Don’t be dicks,” I shoot back at them.
The girls come back from the bathroom and sit down just as the waiter serves another round of drinks.
“Bailey, do you remember Jake and Sam from school?”
“Of course. Hey guys,” Bailey replies as her cheeks redden with embarrassment. “Andrew, this is, Ella. We teach together.”
Jake, Sam, and Ella ordered an appetizer tray while we were outside. Jake and Sam are, of course, pigging out.
“So Andrew,” Ella coos. “What do you do?”
“I’m a pharmaceutical chemist. Jake and I work together.”
“And what exactly is a pharmaceutical chemist?” Ella asks as she peels the label off her beer bottle.
“We make sure that medications are safe and that they fall within all government and client regulations,” I reply.
“So you can get me free drugs?” Ella perks up.
“Ella, you don’t even take vitamins. What drugs would you want?” Bailey asks.
“Just checking. Maybe he’s testing a new anti-aging pill,” Ella replies pulling her face back like a women with a face lift. “Let’s order some real food. I’m starving!” Ella changes the subject quickly.
Our food comes, and we share stories about college, catching up on the past ten years, and then it quickly turns into bad relationship stories.
“Okay, I can top that Sam,” Bailey replies while finishing the last of her wings. “For Dave’s thirtieth birthday, I threw a huge surprise birthday party for him. All of his work friends were there. I hired his favorite local band to perform and had it catered with all his favorite food,” she continues while wiping her hands and cleaning the table up. “I even flew his best friend in from California. When the party was over, he didn’t thank me once. He actually complained that I did it on a Friday night instead of a Saturday. When my thirtieth birthday rolled around two months later, he got me a card from the dollar store and signed his name.”
I watch as she tells the story and my heart breaks for her. How could that asshole do something like that? Bailey is so considerate and caring. She deserves nothing but the best. I start to wonder how long she had put up with crap like that. She was always a shy person but in the last hour, I can easily tell that Dave did a number on her.
“Your turn, Andrew, give us a story about Jessica. I’ve heard tons of stories from Bailey. Let’s hear your side,” Ella begs.
“There are so many stories to pick from, how do I choose?” I stall as I look over at Bailey for her reaction. “There are a lot of little things like, that she never helped with the chores around the house, she was more worried about hanging with her friends than being at home. She never considered anyone but herself in any decision she made. But that’s not going to win me the prize of worst relationship,” I say as I lean back into my chair. “This actually goes back to college before we were married. Senior year. She cheated on me, a lot,” I glance at Bailey as she gasps. I wasn’t sure if she knew about it or not. “I confronted Jessica about it after we graduated and she promised she’d stop. Guess the joke was on me.”
No one says anything. Everyone just stares at me. Bailey looks at me with sorrow in her eyes then says “Well, you won the lull, Andrew.”
Everyone’s eyes turn to Bailey. The boys all start laughing and cheering and Ella asks, “What in the Hell are you talking about?”
“In college we used to play the Lull Game. Anytime a group of people are talking and there’s a lull in the conversation, the last person who talked wins the lull,” Bailey explains while looking around for our waiter, “which means we get a round of shots, on Andrew.”
And just like that, Bailey is able to make everyone forget about my horrible story that probably shouldn’t have been brought up in this setting and makes everyone start having a good time again. She used to do it all the time. She just has a way about her. She was always going out of her way to help others. As everyone orders another round of drinks and a shaker of shots, I look meaningfully at Bailey. She winks at me then her look becomes sultry.
The evening is coming to an end but I don’t want to leave Bailey’s company. Ella goes to the bathroom and Jake and Sam are having an argument about whose turn it is to pay when I notice Bailey is looking at me. I smile at her as I lean in and say, “I don’t want to leave you yet.”
“I don’t want the night to end either.”
After a beat I ask quietly, “Come home with me.”
This has been one of the best nights I’ve had in a long time. I’m just thinking that I’m not ready to go home when he voices my desire. I nod a smile at him when he asks me to go home with him.
Go home with him? Oh my.
“I need to go to the bathroom first.” I slowly get up from my seat and grab my purse. In the bathroom, Ella starts rambling to me when I walk through the door.
“Well, that was a fun night. Those boys are hot. Maybe I’ll go out with one of them again, but which one to choose?” She asks as she brushes through her hair. “Andrew certainly has a hard on for you.”
I stand there and stare at her not knowing what to say. I can’t believe I really said I’d go home with him.
“What’s your problem?” Ella asks as she reapplies some lipstick.
“He asked me to go home with him,” I say still stunned he even asked.
Ella spins on her heel and is on me in a matter of seconds. “What do you mean he asked you to go home with him?” Ella asks in surprise.
Still in a daze, I don’t answer until she shakes my shoulders. “He said ‘I don’t want to leave you yet, come home with me.’”
“Holy shit, what did you say?” She drops my shoulders and sits on the sink waiting for my answer.
“Nothing, I just nodded my head. What ha
ve I done? I can’t go home with him. Why did he even ask me?” I ask shaking my head. This having fun stuff is going to be harder than I thought.
“Obviously he wants more of what he got out in that parking lot. What did happen out there?”
“Some kissing, really nice kissing. I stopped him,” The smile on my face is hard to hide. It was really nice kissing. Ella jumps up from the sink again.
“You stopped him? Why in the hell did you do that?”
“Ella, we were in a parking lot. How far could we have gone in a parking lot?”
“I can think of plenty of things you can do in a parking lot. You’re going to fuck him tonight, aren’t you?” Ella prods.
My face turns hot immediately. This is not me. This is totally not me. But I so want it to be.
“Bailey, you have to. Do something out of the ordinary. Do something for you.”
I look down at my fingers that I am wringing in nervous energy.
“God, I want to,” I admit quietly. I’m done being a good girl. I’m going to do this for myself.
Sitting in the quiet car on the way to Andrew’s house gives me a minute to think back to when I found out Jessica was cheating on Andrew and the secret that I held onto for her.
“Andrew, I just walked in the door. I haven’t seen Jessica all day.” I said into my phone as I juggled my book bag, project, and purse shutting the door behind me. “I’ll tell her to call you as soon as I see her.”
“Thanks Bailey, I’ve been trying to get ahold to her for two days. Later.” Andrew said before hanging up.
I headed back to my room after putting everything down on the couch. As I pass Jessica’s room I noticed she’s not alone.
“Jessica!” I screamed.
Jessica jumped at my voice and pushed the guy she was with off her then slammed the door in my face. She was cheating on Andrew. I couldn’t believe it. I paced up and down the hallway waiting her her to come out. As soon as the door opened, I pulled her by the arm toward my room and shoved her onto the bed.
“Are you out of your mind? What are you doing?” I said desperately trying to keep my voice level.
“What?” she asked shrugging her shoulders. “I’m just having a little fun.”
“A little fun?” I shrieked. I paced back and forth across the room with my arms flying through the air. I glanced over at Jessica as she was just casually lounging on my bed like she had no care in the world. “What about Andrew?”
She shrugged again which kicked up anger again. “What about him? What he doesn’t know won’t kill him.” I turned on my heel and stomped up to her getting in her face.
“You have to tell him.”
“Like hell I do, and you’re not going to either,” she answered with just as much anger. “No need to break his precious little heart.”
I’m shaking my head before she got the whole sentence out. “I can’t believe you could do this to him.”
“I can. Did you see that hottie I was just with. Yum!” Jessica purred as she stood and walked toward the door.
“End it now or I’m telling Andrew,” I called after her.
She turned toward me and it looked like she was about at argue but instead shrugged one final time. “Fine,” she replied as she walked out the door.
She didn’t end it. She continued to see several guys for the rest of our senior year. I struggled with my conscious for weeks over whether I should tell Andrew or not. Now all of that guilt is coming back to me again.
“You look deep in thought,” I say as I put my hand on her knee.
“You knew she was cheating on you?” she asks quietly.
I nod. I look at her out of the corner of my eye. “You knew too,” I say because I can tell by the look on her face that she feels guilty.
She lets out a shaky sigh and nods back at me.
“I kinda figured you did,” I reply after a second.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you. I went back and forth about it for weeks.”
“What do you have to be sorry about?” I ask.
“If I would have told you maybe,” she paused.
“Maybe nothing. I knew from the first time she cheated that she did it and I still married her. You not telling me was really a good thing. I didn’t have to worry about being different around you. You were my safe haven.” I grab her hand and kiss her knuckles.
Time to change the subject. “So, did Ella yell at you for leaving with me?” I ask to get her mind off of her misplaced guilt.
“No,” she laughs. “She was congratulating me. She smacked me on the butt and told me to go get some, have fun, and get wild.”
“I like her,” I laugh.
“You would have liked her even more if I’d have worn the first outfit she chose,” Bailey replies with raised eyebrows. “Ella’s a trip. I don’t know what I’d do without her. Actually, I’d be at home in yoga pants eating chocolate tonight if it weren’t for her. She was the first friend I made after that fiasco with Jessica,” she says as I pull into my long drive.
I live way back in the woods. I bought this house because there is plenty of privacy and lots of land. I hated living in the fancy development with nosy neighbors that Jessica picked out, so I found a house with acres of land and no neighbors in sight.
Putting the car in park, I glance over at Bailey. She is looking down with a smile on her face. I get out of my truck and walk around to open her door for her, but she is already out of the truck, with no shoes on, and walking toward me with a devilish look on her face. She laces her fingers in mine and starts pulling me toward the gate that leads to my back yard.
“What are you doing?” I ask as she pulls me toward a wide open spot of grass. She lets go of my hand, turns, and starts walking backwards.
“Getting wild,” she answers as she pulls her tank top over her head and drops it onto the grass.
“Holy shit Bailey, what are you wearing?” I ask as I take in the sight before me.
“Do you like it?” she asks shyly showing off her sexy bra.
I walk up to her and put my arms around her back. Her skin feels so silky and smooth. I bring my hands around and pull the cups of her bra down just like I wanted to do in the parking lot.
“Mmhmm, I like what’s inside even better.” The rush of cool air brings her nipples to a point. I kiss all the way around the nipple teasing her. When I finally suck the bud into my mouth her knees give way.
“Oh my God Andrew,” she pleads.
“Tell me. Tell me what you want,” I say.
She pauses with terror in her eyes.
I back away leaving her exposed. “Tell me what you want, Bailey. Say it.”
“Harder,” she barely whispers.
“Say it Bailey.”
“Suck it harder,” she says with more conviction, thrusting her chest up to me slightly.
I lick her nipple and blow a slow steady breath on it. “You want me to suck your nipple harder?” I ask. Teasing her is so fun.
She grabs my head and brings it down hard on her breast and holds it there. I suck her nipple hard again while pulling the other cup down and rolling that nipple between my fingers. She moans loudly and grinds her wet center on my leg. I switch sides bringing the next nipple into my mouth and hungrily suck it hard. I run my hand down her side, up under her skirt, and around to her very bare ass. Holy shit, she’s wearing a thong!
“Please tell me they match,” I groan.
“I guess you’ll have to find out,” she answers with a shy smile.
I moan and bring my hand around the front and slide my fingers under her panties while taking her nipple in my mouth again. I slide my fingers though her velvety folds.
“You’re so wet for me,” I say as I plunge one finger into her.
I buck against his hand at the feeling. He pulls it out and adds another finger while he thrusts in and out. He stops suddenly, stands, and whispers in my ear, “I want a taste,” as he slowly steps back from me and pulls my skirt down. It
pools at my feet.
“So damn sexy,” he says as he kneels down in front of me.
Wait, taste what?
He pulls my panties aside and licks up my hard nub. He takes my leg and bending my knee, puts it on the deck I’m now leaning against. He runs his hand up my leg into my center and pushes two fingers inside me again hard as he licks faster. My whole body starts to get hot and my heart is racing. I put my hands on Andrew’s head and push toward him more. I’ve never felt anything like this. As something rises over me, I yell out panting as everything goes black.
Oh. My. Word.
“I … What … No one ever … I’ve never felt that before.” I say as Andrew slowly stands and pulls me into an embrace because I can’t stand on my own.
“You’ve never felt what before?” he asks.
“That was amazing. It felt like I was coming apart at the seams.”
“You’ve never had an orgasm before? No one ever ate you out before Bailey?” he asks with concern.
“No.” I look down, ashamed. I always knew I wasn’t good enough for Dave. This just proves it.
“Oh no. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. That’s so hot that I just gave you your first orgasm. I want to give you many more. It gets so much better than that.”
Better than that? Sign me up! I think I could like this after all. I give Andrew a smile as I take a step toward him.
She starts to unbutton my shirt. She pushes it down my shoulders, off my arms, and throws it over her shoulder. I take a few steps back to look at her standing in the sexiest damn underwear I’ve ever seen. I rub my hand over my hardness trying to get some relief.
“Blue is my new favorite color. I like the new wild Bailey. What brought this on?” I ask as I walk toward her again. She puts her hands on my hips and runs them around the front just inside the top of my jeans. She unbuttons them. Then, very slowly unzips them.
“I’m tired of being a plain Jane,” Bailey says as she puts her hands behind her back and unhooks her bra. She takes a step with a sexy smile, trips on a rock and falls down flat on her face. Red with embarrassment, she sits up and puts her head in her hands as I rush toward her.
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