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“No, I’m not ready to wake up yet.” The bright morning sun has found a gap in the blinds, gleefully shining its warming rays on my face. I pull the duvet up around my neck and roll over in bed. I reach out an arm, feeling for him under the covers. Disappointingly, my search party returns empty handed. “James?” I whisper, opening one eye. Not here. I guess he must already be awake. I sit up in bed and see the door to his living area slightly ajar, the faint noise of what sounds like frying coming from the kitchen. “Mmm, that smells good” I think to myself. As I lie backwards, I stretch out my arms and look up at the ceiling, content in the knowledge that last night was not a dream. It would be a good dream don’t get me wrong, a very good one, but no, for the second time in a week I’d had the most mind-blowing sex of my life “You should probably get up, Briony”, I think to myself. As much as I wanted to laze around in bed all day, his bed, I promised mom I’d be back in good time, with it being my last day at home. I sit up again and look around the floor. “My overnight bag must still be in the living room” I think. As I place my feet onto the floor, I notice one of his hoodies folded over the back of a desk chair in the corner. This will do. I pull it over my head and it practically drowns me, but the fabric is soft and warm and it smells of him. I wrap the arms around me as if it is giving me a hug I open the bedroom door and walk into the living area and see James busy in the kitchen, his back to me. The tv is on, showing the news. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust to the brightness of this room, with the blinds fully open. “Oh, good morning sleepy head” James says with a smile, as he turns around and notices me. “Just making breakfast. I thought I’d try again, you know, after last night’s disaster” he laughs I walk over to where he is standing and put my arms around his neck, standing on my tip toes to give him a kiss. “No last night was perfect” I reply, opening my eyes and gazing into his “but thank you, breakfast sounds lovely. I couldn’t find my bag, so I borrowed your hoody I hope you don’t mind” I step back and pirouette, holding my arms out. It covers my bum but not a whole lot else, hopefully he likes that ‘feature’. My hands hilariously however, don’t even reach the ends of the sleeves “No of course, not at all” James chuckles, “It looks great on you.” As I back away, fitting another pirouette in, I cover most of my face with the sleeve and give him a wink, “why thank you” I giggle. “I’m definitely keeping this” I think to myself, I’ll need something when reality hits and I’m inevitably missing him in a few days’ time “What would you like to drink with breakfast? I can make you a coffee, there’s fresh fruit juice, oh your bag is next to the couch by the way” “Both please, if that’s okay” I reply, as I sit down centre stage where last night’s passion took place. I notice my stilettos underneath the coffee table. “So naughty” I think to myself, as I feel my core clench and tighten. I lift my overnight bag off the floor and onto my lap and take out my mirror “Oh my god!” I didn’t take my make up off last night” I groan, as I see the reflection staring back at me. I hear James let out a laugh from the kitchen. He walks over with a glass of fresh orange juice and places it on the coffee table before squatting down in front of me “and yet, sat there in my hoody, you still manage to look this beautiful” He smiles and kisses me on the cheek, “There’s your juice, I’ll bring your coffee to the dining table as breakfast will be ready in a few minutes.” I watch him as he gets up and returns to the kitchen. “This man…I mean he’s wrong about how I look right now, but he can come over and tell me again if he likes” I think, as I blush and try to hide my grin I reach into my bag and pull out my make up wipes and begin to remove last night’s face. Breakfast smelt really good and I was hungry; I couldn’t wait to eat. “Want me to set the table?” I ask, taking a sip from my juice and getting up from the sofa. “Oh yeah sure you can do thank you, everything is already out over here, I’ve just not put it out yet” James replied. I wandered into the kitchen and picked up the placemats, plates and cutlery and set out 2 spaces on the dining table. “Would you mind grabbing a couple of trivets as well? James asked “They are just over here by the chopping boards. I’ll drop the dishes straight onto those” We sat and head breakfast together, James had honestly gone all out; bacon, sausage, scrambled egg, beans, tomato, French toast. It was delicious! Between that, my coffee and a few glasses of juice, I doubt I’d be needing much lunch, if at all. I glanced out of the window, watching the city waking up in the distance. Saturday mornings at his place. I could get used to this. ‘If only’ I thought to myself. For a brief moment, a feeling crept over me I feared I’d experience a whole lot more over the next few days. Sadness “Is it okay if I take a quick shower?” I shout through to James, as I take out my clothes and make up bag and place them on the end of his bed. “Yeah of course, you don’t need to ask. There are fresh towels in the bathroom” I hear him respond. I walk back through to the living room; James is sat on the sofa reading. I sit besides him and place my legs over his and cuddle in. “And would you like to join me?” I ask playfully, running my hand through his hair. James puts his book down next to him and looks at me before smiling, “I thought you’d be tired after last night?” He runs his hand up and down my thigh. “I mean sure I am tired, but I go home tomorrow remember, and besides, if we both shower now, it saves water, right?” I say, tracing his jawline with my finger. “Saves water” James raises an eyebrow, “I mean if it helps save water, how can I say no” he responds, before smiling. I lean into his neck and almost let my lips touch his ear. “Exactly” I whisper, before slowly straddling him and looking into his eyes. I place my arms around his neck and tilt my head, kissing him slowly. I knew I had to savour these, cherish each one, as if by somehow studying each moment intently, it would give me the ability to recall it at will when I needed it I waited patiently behind him, as James got the shower running and the water hot. We were yet to step inside, but I was already wet where it mattered. My body knew what was coming. My mind had already imagined it, and the former responded, getting everything ready. James turned to me and stepped aside, signalling me to step in before him. As I passed, I looked into his eyes and ran my hand down his torso, just letting my hand graze it as I stepped into the shower. The water was hot and powerful, I let it run down my back before tilting my neck and turning around, taking my breasts in my hands and letting the water run over them. James stepped forward, joining me and closing the door behind him. As our skin touched and the water ran down both our bodies, I took his hand and placed it on one of my breasts, standing on my tip toes to kiss him. As our tongues met in each-others mouths, he took his other hand and placed it on the back of my head, pulling me in closer. “Turn around” he said softly. I did as he asked, and he began to wash my back, starting with my neck and shoulders, working his way south. He then knelt down and washed my legs. Honestly, up until now, I never thought a shower could be this erotic, let alone someone washing me, but there was something about his hands being all over my bare skin, the way he massaged my calves, the way he slowly traced his fingers up my legs, worked his way around my waist and bum, the way he let just enough of his finger graze my lips as he washed my inner thigh As he stood up, he pressed his body up against mine. I could feel it growing. His hands worked their way around my waist and up to my breasts. As he squeezed my nipples, I let my head fall back into his chest as I let out a moan of satisfaction. I placed my hand over his and squeezed my breast before taking his hand and running it down my stomach to my vagina. “You forgot to clean this.” I let his fingers part my warm, silky opening as intense pleasure began to run through my body. “Oh James” I moaned. He rubbed and teased my clit before pushing a finger inside my pussy. As one hand pleasured me below, the other cupped my breasts and played with my nipples. I leant back against his body, succumbing to him completely until I couldn’t take it anymore; I wanted him inside me again. I span around quickly, gazing up and down at his body, before looking up into his eyes. James smiled, as if he could see this cocktail of hunger and desire building inside of me. I took his cock in my hand and began to stroke. The water, soap and his pre-cum provided a perfect mixture as I jerked my hand back and forth around his rock-hard shaft There wasn’t a lot of space to manoeuvre inside the shower cubicle, and our height difference would have made navigating this even more of a challenge, but I knew one position that would work perfectly, and luckily for me, James had already shown he excelled at it. As we kissed, I placed my hands around his neck and wrapped my leg around him. “Pick me up again” I demanded. His hands first traced my waist, before moving around onto my buttocks. As he gave my ass a squeeze before lifting me up in one single motion, I gratefully wrapped my legs around him. He began kissing down my neck, slowly, before working his way back up the other side. As his lips traced my skin, I tilted my head away, wanting to give him the greatest access. Each kiss made my nipples harden even more, as if they were trying to get his attention instead. “Don’t stop” I pleaded, as I began to gyrate my hips against him. I could feel his thick cock beneath me. With each movement of my hips, it rubbed against my lips. James pressed me up against the wall with force, “Shit sorry” he apologised. I bit my lip, “don’t be, I like it. Put it in” With me pressed up against the wall of the cubicle, James supported the rest of my body weight under one arm as he reached down and manoeuvred the head to my opening. As his cock parted my lips and slowly began to slide inside, I wrapped my arms fully around his neck and relaxed, lowering myself onto him. Once again, one movement of his massive cock is all it took to send me over the edge. I begin to tremble as a massive orgasm took over my body. I could feel the weight of him as he pushed against me, and me against the tiles of the shower wall. There was nowhere to go, but this only made me cum harder. I twisted my hips with pleasure as he thrust inside me, the juices of my pussy soaking his shaft. As he began to orgasm inside me, I held his face between my hands and kissed him. I knew this was the last time I’d experience this for a while, but I did not want it to be the last, as if this kiss was a subconscious act of possession, “you are mine now understand.” “What else do you have planned this weekend?” I asked, as I finished gathering my things and put my trainers on “I’m meeting a friend this afternoon and we are going to the gym. I said I’d go for a drink with him later, but to be honest, I’m 50/50 at the minute. Other than that, this is the first weekend in a while I’d have no plans, and I’d like to make the most of it” James replied “Damn, so you mean we could hang out again later?” I joke, although part of me was semi-serious James smiled, “You should spend some time with your mom and dad, they’ll miss you a lot you know, after tomorrow” “Yeah, I know, I can’t believe how quickly this week has gone to be honest, I am looking forward to tonight with them, it should be fun” “Do you leave for college in the morning?” James asked “Probably no later than noon. It’s quite a drive, and I’d like to be back before nightfall if possible”. My mind wanders to a goofy video Maisy and I were laughing about on Wednesday. In it a cat appeared to kiss a mouse before walking away. The mouse then stood there looking confused, with its arms wide open. The caption read “so what are we?” Right now, James was the cat, and I felt like the mouse. I wanted to ask him the same question, for closure, for comfort, for something to hold onto, but knew I couldn’t for fear of being too clingy. As James walked me to the door, I opted for a safer option “I’ll miss you too, you know, I had a great time this past week”, I said, turning to him James smiled, those beautiful, piercing eyes staring into mine, “Me too Briony, let me know when you are back yeah?”. I wrapped my arms around his neck for one last hug before kissing him on the lips. “Well at least I know he wants to talk to me when I’m back in college” I think. I felt a contented happiness, I could live with this for now, the mouse knew there was something there at least. As the elevator door opened, I turned to him one last time and smiled, blew him a kiss and stepped inside. As the doors shut behind me, I leant against the wall and closed my eyes Saturday night was honestly really fun. My mom was super excited to see me when I got home, she didn’t ask me too many questions about my ‘girlie night out with Maisy’ as she called it, which to be honest, I was glad about as I was having a hard time not thinking about James’ bed, what we did on his sofa, and in his shower… We stayed up late that night, the music was playing, dad even got the karaoke machine out. As far as weekends go, this one was turning out to be pretty awesome. It was just a shame that Sunday was going to suck “Oh sweetie I can’t believe it’s time for you to leave already, please drive safely and let me know as soon as you get home!”, mom planted a big kiss on my cheek and squeezed me almost as tightly as when I arrived last Friday “Of course, mom, I love you both”, I turned to my dad and gave him a hug “Love you too sweetie” dad replied As I placed my suitcase in the trunk of my car and got into the driver’s seat, I felt a lump in my throat. Part of me was looking forward to going back to college don’t get me wrong, but I’d miss my parents, I’d definitely miss James, and I knew I had to face letting Jacob down. I still didn’t know how I was going to approach that conversation. I adjusted my mirror, started the ignition and drove off my parents’ driveway, and down the street I sat down on the edge of my dormitory bed and picked up my phone, dialling Maisy’s number. “Hey Maisy, can we catch up later?” I asked “Sure B, is everything alright?” Maisy responded “I’ve…ended things with Jacob” I replied “What?! Oh Briony are you okay? How come, where has this come from? I can come over now if you’d like” Maisy sounded genuinely shocked. I forget she, or no one for that matter, doesn’t know about what happened last week at home “Err yes please if you’re not busy, and can we go out? I’d prefer to get out of this room if I’m honest. I’ll meet you outside campus?” “Sure B, see you there in 5. I love you” Maisy hung up. She really was a good friend, I knew deep down if I ever needed her for anything, no matter how trivial, she’d be there for me. I grabbed my coat and locked my dorm door behind me, before heading down the corridor As I caught sight of Maisy stood on the pavement outside, she noticed me as well, and came running over before giving me a huge squeeze “Briony I’m really sorry, what happened, how come you never told me you were having doubts?” “To be honest Maisy, I don’t think I knew myself. I saw him this morning and I dunno, it just didn’t feel right, so I decided to end it. Shock I know right. I’m okay though, I just feel bad for Jacob” “Did he not take it so well?” Maisy asked “I mean he didn’t get mad or anything. He didn’t really say much at all, I think that’s what has made me feel bad. The silence was awkward so I ended up blabbing and saying he hadn’t done anything wrong and so on, oh god I definitely made it worse”, I covered my face with my hands. I knew I’d make a hash of this, I thought “You didn’t say it did you” “Say what? Oh no, I didn’t use it’s not you it’s me.” For a second there, I thought Maisy knew about James “Well, there is that at least” Maisy said encouragingly, putting her arm around me, “I’m sure it wasn’t that bad, I’m just glad you are okay. When you first said it, I thought you were going to say something bad, like he was seeing someone else or something “Oh yeah, right, no nothing like that” I replied. “Great, now I do feel really bad” I think “I could crash in your dorm tonight B if you want? Set one of our laptops up and watch Netflix or something” Maisy asked “Yeah sure, I’d like that” I smile I’m glad Maisy did spend that night with me, as I woke up in the early hours after having a nightmare. It was so vivid, almost like a fever dream. I was being pushed towards a cliff edge by a force I couldn’t see. I tried to fight against whatever was pushing me, but I couldn’t stop myself from slipping over the edge. I must have startled Maisy awake as she sat up and asked if I was alright. I apologised and said I was having a bad dream. I got up to go to the bathroom and splash some cold water on my face. Just a dream, I thought, looking myself in the mirror. I got back into bed and Maisy put her arm over me, I cuddled into her and went back to sleep I could not believe my eyes as I walked out of my lecture building. “James?” I thought. That was definitely him, same charcoal grey suit he was wearing when I saw him at my mom and dad’s house. He was leaning against his black Jaguar convertible. I wanted to run over to him and jump into his arms, but I was acutely aware of my surroundings and who else might notice me leaping into the arms of an older man. As I got closer, he looked up from the floor and saw me approaching. He let out a faint smile, but something wasn’t right, his brow appeared furrowed like he was sad, or about to deliver bad news As I reached him, his expression did change for a fleeting moment. “Hey Briony, I’m sorry to just show up like this, can we talk?” he put his hand on his car door as if signalling me to get in “Of course, James, is, everything alright?” I asked, with a tone of concern. James didn’t answer, “lets go for a drive” he said. Suddenly I felt sick, like I was about to be pushed off a cliff edge. I reluctantly opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. If you’d have told me before my lecture that I’d be getting into James’ car immediately after, as he surprised me with a visit, I’d have been unable to contain my excitement. I’d have probably skipped the lecture altogether, but something was definitely wrong. As we pulled out, I ran through in my head every possible scenario I could think of, and none of them were good. Had something happened to my mom and/or dad, and he was here to take me home? No please don’t let it be that. Had they found out about me and him? Had he come clean to them that we slept together? Unlikely, I’d know long before James’ got here if they knew. Was he breaking it off with me? I didn’t want to believe it, but this felt the most likely As we reached the park, James pulled over and turned the ignition off. He closed his eyes for a second before exhaling. “James, you’re scaring me, are my mom and dad okay?” “What? Oh my god, Briony yes, they are absolutely fine, I’m sorry” he undid his seat belt and turned to me. As much as that was a relief, I knew what was coming “Look, Briony, I’ve been thinking these past few days about us. Realistically, what future does it have, it can’t have one, can it let’s be honest. Even if I was a complete stranger to your mom and dad, you’re in college and I’m…well, it was a long time ago I was in your position, put it that way. But your mom and dad and me, mine and your dad’s business…it’s just…” “You weren’t thinking of my mom and dad, or your business for that matter, when you came up to my bedroom that evening, were you”, I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I looked at him “No, and for that I’m so sorry…I was selfish” I started to cry, “and what about wanting to see me before I came back here huh? A one-time fling, it would have sucked, but if that was it so be it. We both wanted it, it happened. We move on. Why invite me over to your place? I actually felt a proper connection after that night and the next morning. I fucking dressed up for you” “Briony please, don’t make this harder than it already is. I’m sorry, you’re right, I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done any of it.” I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked up at the sky. I hated that part of me knew he was right. I just wasn’t ready to give up this fairytale yet. Deep down I wasn’t mad at him, but I wanted him to know I was. I wanted this too, probably more than he even did. He came to my room, but I would likely have been touching myself to the thought of him anyway. He invited me over to his place, and I was over the moon that he did. He didn’t ask me to buy lingerie; I did that myself. Who instigated sex? I did, and then again, the next morning… “I’ll drive you back to your campus” James said. “No its fine, I’ll get out here” I replied coldly. As I began to open the door, James touched my arm, I turned to look at him again. “I really am sorry, B.” I got out and closed his car door, slowly backing onto the pavement, as tears welled up in my eyes again. He started the car and pulled out, driving off down the road and into the distance. I was over the cliff edge, falling into the abyss. The only difference, I couldn’t wake up this time… Have you ever watched the Twilight movies? You know that scene where Edward breaks up with Bella, and for an age it’s like time just passes Bella by. For the next few weeks, that felt like me. I was Bella Swan. The worst part is, people sort of understood Bella’s plight at first, I mean by the end her friends lost patience and stopped caring. But in contrast, I had no one I could confide in “Are you sure you’re okay sweetie, you haven’t sounded like yourself the past few weeks. It’s not boy trouble, is it? Are you having regrets about ending it with Jacob?” mom asked. I look out of my dormitory window as I notice a few snowflakes fall from the sky. “Yeah, I’m alright Mom, honest. No, I’m not regretting breaking it off with Jacob. You could say I’ve had a bit of boy trouble yeah, a boy who I liked, let’s just say it wasn’t reciprocated. Probably karma for Jacob, right?” I try to make a joke and sound more upbeat, “but I’ll be fine I’m honest. Maybe you know, being away from home is starting to hit me more. Last semester was a bit of a blur and everything was new and exciting. Whereas right now, it’s getting cold here, the novelty is wearing off, I have some tests coming up…but I’ll be fine” “Oh sweetie, I’m sorry to hear that, well if he doesn’t want you, he’s not worth the trouble. We miss you too Briony, so much. Your dad and I, we are so proud of you. We can’t wait to see you for the Christmas holidays!” “Me too mom, I love you, I’ve gotta go Maisy will be here any second” “Okay love, speak soon”, mom says goodbye and I hang up the phone. Almost instantly there is a knock on the door, I sit up straight on the bed and try to remove any signs that I was getting upset again. “Come in” I respond. With a flash, Maisy opens the door and shuts it behind her. She is beaming from ear to ear and looking at me “Go on, give me the good news”. I sit back on the bed and cross my legs, tapping the bed for Maisy to sit next to me Maisy drops down on the bed and takes a cushion, placing it on her lap and hugging it tightly. “I asked him” she exclaimed “You asked, him?” I reply, looking confused “Yes! Tom! I asked him out! And he said yes!” Maisy squealed I jumped off the bed in excitement for her “Oh my god Maisy I’m so happy for you. See I told you to just go for it!” I sat down again and hugged her tightly. “I know thank you! I was so nervous! I just sort of spat it out and he said yes!” “Just going to quickly use the bathroom” I said “but let’s do something fun, we need to celebrate!” I shut the door behind me and sit down. I get out my phone and open my messages, scrolling down to find his number. I must have done this a hundred times over the past few weeks. Last message received: “Thanks for letting me know you’re back safe. Had a great time this week😉. Missing you. James x” “Just delete it Briony”, I think. Why are you doing this to yourself? I was happy for Maisy, genuinely I was over the moon for her. But selfishly, it only made me think of my own heartache again, and I didn’t need any new reminders. I’ve been torturing myself every day “We need to find you a man now” I heard Maisy say from my bedroom. “Ha yeah, probably” I reply. I knew it would likely help. I mean it would definitely help me move on. I just, I don’t know if I was ready yet I opened the bathroom door and sat next to Maisy again. “So now that you guys are official, when are you going to introduce your man to the best friend. I’ve not vetted him yet!” I give her arm a playful nudge “Well, we could go to Harry’s Bar tomorrow night? Sam is going with a couple of his friends, I did say I’d ask if you wanted to go? Besides, you know his friend Noah has the hots for you right” she nudges me back “Yeah Noah, not for me sadly. We can go though for sure! I want to meet Sam” I reply. Noah is…Noah is nice, but that’s the problem. He’s like a Jacob 2.0. Not in looks, but they are both so, innocent. Innocent and green. James, what have you done. You’ve literally ruined college boys for me. Maybe you didn’t, maybe deep down I preferred an older man all along. But you accelerated that realisation. I didn’t even get to find out for myself As far as weekends go, this past one was actually pretty good. I’ve set a pretty low bar recently it must be said, but Friday night we did go to Harry’s Bar. Sam is really nice; he and Maisy look great together. I caught them a few times holding hands and I was very pleased when I saw Maisy kissing him at the bar! Noah shot his shot, surprisingly he was more confident and forward than I thought he would be. Maybe I was a little harsh with the Jacob 2.0 comparison. I don’t have that spark him though. He took it well, I mean he was kissing some blonde later that night who seemed very happy with her catch so, good for them! On Saturday the college football team had an important game against their biggest in-state rival. It’s usually a huge event and honestly it was awesome! We won and it felt like everyone was out celebrating that night. Maisy crashed at mine again and we were so hungover on Sunday morning! For the first time in weeks, I felt pretty good again “What are you two actually going to do for 2 whole weeks when you come home and he heads back to the west coast for Christmas?” I laugh. Maisy and Sam are deep in the honeymoon phase, and I mean wow. Lovebird central. “Oh shush don’t be jealous” Maisy replied, prodding me in my side. I had stepped out of my lecture hall just as it looked like they finished kissing. I was only teasing her. But the lack of contact for a few weeks would probably be a good thing. And give Maisy’s lips chance to heal, I chuckle to myself. As we step out into the cold air, I reach into my jacket pocket and offer her my ChapStick “here want this?” I ask. “Yes please” she responds. “It’s the cold weather you know, not Sam” as she applies it and rubs it in with her forefinger. “Sure, because kissing someone for 16 hours a day has zero affect at all” I can’t help but start laughing as she jabs me again, this time with more force. As we both start laughing, I notice in the corner of my eye a black convertible. For a fleeting moment, my heart skips a beat. “Damn I think I’ve left my phone in the lecture hall, can I see you at yours later?” I ask. “I’m going to ask my tutor about this final test next week" “Okay sure no problem, see you later B.” Maisy gives me a hug and walks away. I wait a few moments until she is out of view. I take a deep breath and walk in the direction of the car. Maybe it’s not him, I think, as I slowly approach. As I get closer, the driver side door opens. As a man steps out of the car, I realise it is indeed James. My heart skips another beat. I pause for a moment, composing myself, as he closes the door and steps forward towards me “James. What are you doing here?” I ask. Not cold, but straight to the point “Briony. I know I’m probably the last person you want to see right now.” Not quite, but we’ll go with that for now, I think. “Are you free to talk?” he asks “I mean sure” I reply, “but what have we got to talk about, you were pretty clear on where we stood the last time we spoke.” I was finding this really difficult, but I was proud of myself for standing my ground so far. “Oh, sure James, let’s talk, do you know I’ve re-read your last text to me 150 times whilst crying in the bathroom?” Absolutely not revealing those cards, I think “I only said those things because I thought they were the right things to say, not because I wanted to. And to be honest, part of me still stands by it. I don’t know how the hell navigating this is even possible. But I can’t ignore this feeling anymore B. I’m fucking crazy about you. Driving away from you that day was, honestly one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I didn’t sleep at all that night. Or the next.” “You and me both” I reply. ‘Go on’ I think, you are doing well so far “I thought doing what I did would end it, and it was the right call, and making the right call would give me closure. It hasn’t closed anything. I think about you every single day. I’ve wanted to text you so many times. I had to see you to tell you how I really feel. If you’ve moved on, I completely understand it. If you’ve met someone else, I’ll be happy for you and this ends here. I just. I…” Before James could finish the next sentence, I stepped forward, planting a big kiss on his mouth. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils, enveloping my senses. My own personal comfort blanket that I’d been starved of for too long. I could have let him carry on, but what was the point? I hadn’t moved on. I hadn’t met anyone else. I still wanted him and only him. As I slowly opened my eyes, and James opened his, he said “so you aren’t mad at me then?” I shook my head, “I wanted to be, I was hurt, but not mad. I was mad that you were right.” James looked over me at my lecture building before exhaling, “So you haven’t met anyone else yet then?” I shook my head again and laughed before looking up at him, “No, not yet, just you.” James smiled, stroking my cheek with his hand before placing it under my chin. “So, what now?” he said “I don’t know James, but I know that I want you in my life, I’m not ready to let this go yet, whatever it is.” I stood on my tip toes again to kiss his lips. “Just…don’t do that again okay. I can’t watch you driving away” I wrap my arms around his chest and hold onto him tightly and he responds by placing his arms around me, before kissing me on the head. “Okay Briony, I promise” The End...

I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I’m seeing him again, tonight “Briony? Are you coming then or not? Please say you are coming, I need your help!” “Oh, sorry, yeah of course, I will see you there I promise” I replied “Amazing! Eek I can’t wait; this is going to be so much fun! See you tomorrow, B!” “Bye Maisy, see you tomorrow” I hang up and place my phone on the dresser, before lying back down on my bed for a moment. “You need to get this out of your head, Briony. Otherwise, your friends are going to start thinking something is up” I tell myself, before exhaling and staring up at the ceiling. “Yeah right, easier said than done”. I tilt my head and look out of the window. It’s a beautiful autumnal day. A single, solitary cloud passes by in the mid-afternoon sky. The sound of leaves, gently blowing in the breeze is comforting. I let my mind drift once more 4 nights ago, I had the most amazing sexual experience of my life. A cause for celebration, right? Under normal circumstances yes, I’d have been ringing my friends that same evening if I could, relaying all of the juicy details. There’s just one slight problem. The man in question is one of my dad’s closest friends and business partners. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops, yet I couldn’t tell anyone. This had to remain my dirty little secret “Mom, I’m going to head into town tomorrow with Maisy. She wants to go shopping and pick up a few things before we head back to college this weekend” I shout, as I head downstairs “Okay sweetie! No problem” she replies. “Why don’t you come join me outside? Its honestly gorgeous out here today. You picked a great week to come home, it feels like summer again!” Any chance my mom gets to be outside in the garden, she grabs with both hands and clings onto for dear life. And honestly, I can’t blame her. She landed on her feet with dad, not having any pressure to work and all that. Although she hates it when I tease her and say she is a ‘lady of leisure’. “Hey! I look after the home thank you very much! Do you know how hard it is to keep this house looking the way it is!” she would snap. Best to let that one go, although I always think to myself it can’t be that hard. Also, its just the two of them now, what with me in college “Sure mom” I reply. I open the fridge door and grab a soda before joining her on the patio. “Hey, is dad home?” I ask “Hmm? Oh no, he’s gone into the office today, said he would be home about 6” I knew he wasn’t around. I was hoping my mom would say he was with him. Just to hear his name mentioned. I pick up my phone, no new notifications. It’s stupid I know, he doesn’t have my number and I don’t have his, but what I would give to have a message from an unknown number... I’d already checked to see if he had any socials. No Facebook under his name, no Instagram account. I had even tried nicknames. Jamie, Jimmy, Jim, Jay. Nothing. I mean not a single account anywhere! I stretch my legs out and relax back into my chair, letting the warm sun caress my face and neck. “If only it could be his hands on my neck” my mind wanders “Have you spoken to Jacob much this week? I bet you two have missed each other” mom asks, as she turns the page in her book. “Great timing mom” I think to myself, as my naughty thoughts disappear behind a cloud of guilt “Oh yeah we spoke yesterday, and we’ve texted everyday” I reply “Oh, I’m so happy for you sweetie, he sounds like a lovely boy”, she stretches out her hand and squeezes my arm I watch as a leaf falls off the large birch tree at the bottom of our garden, slowly nestling onto the soft, green lawn. It’s true, we had spoken everyday so far, although each time I couldn’t help but feel ashamed. Mom was right, he is a nice boy. He’s not the one for me though, that much is for certain now. Part of me was relieved he hadn’t asked me out during the last semester. It’ll be a lot easier letting him down than actually breaking up with him, and besides I don’t have a boyfriend, right? I’ve not technically done anything wrong. I don’t know if I’m just telling myself that to feel better or not, but it helps. No, when I get back to college, I’m going to do the right thing and end it. Although I know he'll wonder why I’ve gone home and then suddenly its off. “Let me guess, unfinished business with an old boyfriend am I right” he’ll mutter. “Not quite, if you must know, the night I got home I was pinned down on my bed and fucked by a man twice my age, and I loved every second of it” No, best not, I think. I’ve got a few days to try and think of a reason why, that isn’t going to completely crush him “So, what are you girls doing in town tomorrow?” mom asks, as she takes a sip from her cooler “Oh, Maisy wants to get a new coat before we head back to college, it can get pretty cold up there during the winter, colder than here anyway. Oh! And get this right!” I smile and sit up in my chair, folding one leg underneath me and sitting on it “Oh finally, some girl gossip” mom replies eagerly, putting her book down and laying her sunglasses on the table “Maisy wants to also go to that lingerie store, you know the one on the corner. There’s this boy she has a major crush on in her class. She was like, “I don’t have any nice underwear I need to grab something in case, you know”. I said “Maisy come on! You couldn’t even pluck up the courage to go talk to him before, what are you going to do, be like ‘heyyyy’ and show him your underwear?!” I couldn’t help but start laughing as I pretend to open an imaginary coat and flash “Oh stop teasing you meanie” mom replies “I love it, a girl should be prepared! Your father and I…” “Mom!” I stop her before she can finish that sentence “I don’t need to know those details” “Well, like I say, a girl should be prepared” she repeats, winking at me. I can’t help but shudder at the thought “So, what about you?” she asks, leaning in again “are you going to get anything, for, you and Jacob perhaps?” I feel my face go red “Mom! I’ve not even thought about it” Its true, I hadn’t thought about it, but now that I am, I can’t but feel a flutter as my heart beats faster. The only person I’d want to do that for is him. I feel a warmth build in my centre “Oh look at you getting all flustered, young love, so cute” mom settles back into her chair, picking up her novel I closed my eyes and relaxed into the sounds of the birds, calling one another in the trees. I must have drifted off, as when I opened my eyes, mom’s book was on the table, along with her sunglasses, but she wasn’t sat in her chair anymore. As I sat up, I could hear her busy in the kitchen. I grabbed my phone off the table and picked my sandals up and headed inside. The rest of the day passed by uneventfully. Dad came home and we had dinner. I plucked up the courage at the table and asked if he had been working with James today, but he said they had been seeing different clients today. After dinner we watched some TV. I took a shower, washed and dried my hair, and got myself settled in bed and drifted off to sleep 1 new message: “Good morning, beautiful”. Unknown number. I yawn as I sit up in bed, closing one eye as I try to focus on my phone screen in the dark. What time is it? 7:47am. For a second, I can’t help but wonder, “it can’t be, can it?” “Sorry, who is this?” I type. Message sent. I sit with my phone in hand, the chat still open. I click the profile picture. Nothing. Damn. I glance at what time I received the message, 6.18am this morning. Maybe it’s a case of wrong number. As I am about to put my phone down and get up, the tick turns blue. They have read my reply, “typing” “I think you know. I’ve been thinking about you a lot these past few days, Briony” Oh my god. My heart pounds in my chest as a wave of excitement rushes through my body “James?” I reply “Bingo 😉” I rush out of bed into my bathroom and can’t help but smile in the mirror as I try to compose myself “How did you get my number? I’m fucking glad that you did, btw 😍” I delete that last part before pressing send “Oh, I have my ways. Anyways, I spoke to your dad briefly on the phone yesterday, he says you’re going back to college this weekend, is that right?” “Oh yeah, short break this time unfortunately. Back to classes next week” “That’s a shame. I’d love to see you again before you leave” I feel my core clench as I lean back against the bathroom wall. “Okay Briony, breathe” I tell myself. My hand shakes a little as I start to type my next message “Oh yeah???” That’s it, keep it short and sweet, play it cool “Yeah. Like I say. After that night, I’ve been thinking about you a lot. If I’m honest, I’ve not been able to think about a whole lot else” All my Christmases just came at once, including the one between my legs. I clench my phone with both hands, reading his message over and over. I breathe in and out slowly. “Keep it cool” I tell myself “Me too 🙂” No come on Briony, you can do better than that. I delete the message and start again “I’ve been thinking about you a lot too, James” I press send. That’s better. Direct but still flirty. I place my hand down my pyjama shorts as the heat builds between my legs “You have no idea how nice it is to hear that 😘” his reply reads. “Oh, trust me James, I can” I think to myself, before placing my elbows on the sink and leaning over. I stand on my tip toes and imagine him behind me. I can’t help but bite my lip. He starts typing again “So, you free Friday?” It’s only Wednesday I think to myself, can I not see you today, and by today, I mean in like the next 15 minutes?! I return to my room and lie on the bed, placing my hand back down my shorts. I slowly part my lips with my middle finger, feeling my warm silky opening “Of course, 😊. What do you have in mind?” I type “Come to my place. Let me cook you dinner” he responds. “I’d have to make up a reason to get out for the night”, I think to myself. Mom was talking about ordering take out Friday. I feel a rush of excitement again. Me and him. His place. Alone. No reason to be…quiet. I push my feet into the bed, lifting my hips off the mattress. I tense up at the thought of us alone again “Sounds great, what time?” I reply “7pm. Can’t wait” ‘Can’t wait’ I think. Me neither. I roll over and want to scream into my pillow. Suddenly, I am full of energy and the day cannot start quick enough. The sooner it starts, the sooner its Friday, right? I change the chat to Maisy and ask what time we are meeting up today, before placing my phone on the bedside table. As I sit up on the edge of my bed, I feel how wet I am below. Oh shit, best take care of that before I get ready, I think. I reach into my drawer and pull out my vibrator. It slides inside me with ease and I close my eyes as intense pleasure rolls over me like a wave. I imagine him between my legs again and it’s not long before I climax… I can’t say I was too excited for shopping beforehand. I wanted to see Maisy of course, and it would be nice to get out of my parents’ house for the day, but now I’m feeling like a million dollars. “Let’s grab a coffee before we go shopping!” I say excitedly, grabbing Maisy’s hand as we enter the mall “You’ve sure changed your tune” she responds “At first I wasn’t convinced you wanted to come with me yesterday” “Oh yeah I’m sorry, no I did definitely want to, was just having a bit of an off day”. We each purchase a latte to go and wander into the mall. Maisy finds the winter coat in her size that she had her eye on, and I pick up a really cute chunky knit jumper “Do you still want to head to that store on the corner?” I ask inquisitively “Oh, I dunno” Maisy responds “Do you think I’m being stupid? Maybe you’re right, what use is lingerie if I melt at the thought of a simple hello.” She looks at the floor despondently “No don’t be silly come on!” I take her by the hand and begin leading her “I’ll help you pick something, it’s better to be prepared. And besides, I’ll pick out something too” “For Jacob?” she responds looking up from the floor, her tone much more buoyant “Oh yeah, sure!” I reply, I felt a tiny wave of guilt that at no point, that thought had even crossed my mind. No, I had other plans. My guilt didn’t last long though, I’d made peace in my head that when I got back this weekend. I was letting Jacob down as best I could The door chimed as we entered the store, Maisy looked at me sheepishly as suddenly in every direction we looked, there were mannequins adorned in all kinds of lace and beautiful, if not very revealing, fabric “Can I help you ladies?” asked the store clerk, a petite woman with long brown hair and glasses, probably similar age to my mom. She is the only other person in here so I’m not surprised she came over so quickly “Oh no we’re good thank you, I’m helping my friend choose something so we’ll just have a look around” I reply “And you’re getting something too!” Maisy added “Okay that’s great, well if you need help with anything, don’t hesitate to ask!” I browse the first rack to my left and run my forefinger along the soft, black fabric. I hold it against my body and turn to Maisy as her eyes widen “Do you think they have anything in here that is, you know, not completely see through” she gulps “This was your idea remember?” I reply and give her a playful nudge As we slowly make our way around the store my heart pounds in my chest as I think forward to Friday night. I imagine his eyes hungrily devouring me, as I reveal something lacy underneath my clothes. As we move towards the back of the store Maisy steps forward from behind me “Oh this is nice!” she says, picking up a black polka dot push up bra with lace trim and matching panty set. Its definitely more cute than sexy, but it’s nice, and it’s definitely Maisy “Yeah try it on!” I respond, encouragingly As she disappears into the changing room, I continue to browse. If I’m also getting something, I don’t want ‘cute’, I want ‘wow’ factor. I pull out a bodysuit and hold it against myself in the mirror. It has an intricate lace design and is high cut around the legs with an open back. A sheer mesh panel along the front is sexy, but not too revealing. “This is perfect.” I placed it into the changing room next to where Maisy was and waited for her to get changed. She stepped out looking sheepish, her feet pointing slightly inwards “what do you think? she asked. It actually looked great on her, the push up bra made her boobs look great “Oh my god Maisy you look amazing, that’s a winner” I replied “You think? Okay good! Now it’s your turn!” she replied, with a big smile on her face, before pulling the curtain shut I stood up and walked into my cubicle, pulling the curtain shut behind me. My hands were shaking as I got undressed, imagining wearing this on Friday night at his place. As I tightened the straps and adjusted my boobs, I stood on my tip toes in the mirror, the fabric hugged my silhouette and felt lovely against my skin “Close your eyes” I said to Maisy, as I placed my hand on the curtain. As I stepped out, Maisy had both hands over her eyes and was tapping her feet with excitement “Okay you can open them now” “Briony!” Her mouth opened wide “You look, oh wow Briony! I wish I had your confidence” she stammered “You like it? You don’t think it’s too much?” I asked “No! No! You have to get it!” she squealed, tapping her feet ever faster on the floor As I turn and look at myself in the mirror, my mind wanders to college. “Shit” I think, Maisy is going to pester me and want to know if I’ve worn it, if not when, has Jacob seen it and so on. “Don’t say a word to anyone. Especially to, you know. I don’t know when I’ll wear it. Might get stage fright at first, don’t want the surprise to be ruined if you blab and bring it up” “Oh no don’t worry I won’t say a word!” she responds Friday cannot come quick enough. Honestly, the next two days felt like they dragged on and on and on. Mom did want to have takeout on Friday, but I managed to convince her that we should do it on Saturday night instead, as that was my last night before heading back to college. I said we can stick some music on and have a family games night or something, which she liked. I made an excuse that I was going to meet up with Maisy again on Friday and we were going out for drinks. I’ll crash at her parents’ place with her and then come home in the morning, I said. Perfect, my plan was in place “We still on for 7pm?” I type as I’m getting ready. I look in the mirror and apply my lipstick, before rubbing my lips together and pouting. My phone vibrates “Of course. Currently prepping dinner. Let me know when you are near😉” “Can’t wait 😘” I respond I pick my overnight bag up off the floor and head downstairs, before putting my trainers on at the door. I was probably overthinking it, but I didn’t want to head out looking like I was going ‘out out’ and my mom pestering me to see what dress I was wearing. She’d only have been excited, but can you imagine if she caught glimpse of what I was wearing underneath?! It would be so mom to notice something like that. No, best I keep ‘that’ in my bag. Besides, I had an idea… Hey mom, I’m heading to Maisy’s now, we’re going to get ready at hers” “Okay sweetie, you have a lovely time! Don’t get too drunk, remember games night tomorrow night!” she said eagerly “Don’t worry I’ve not forgotten! Bye dad!” I said as I shut the door behind me. I don’t think he heard me. Friday night football, that’s him for the evening. “He’ll probably ask mom where I am in a few hours” I think, chuckling to myself. “Hopefully laid spread out on all fours, or on my back” I imagine As I get into my car and start the ignition, I enter his address and pull out of the driveway. Nervous energy builds up inside, “this is so naughty” I think, “I’m actually making a booty call. With an older man. And he’s my dad’s friend!” I’d have probably felt guilty, if it wasn’t for the fact I was already soaking wet at the thought of the night I had ahead of me I pull up to his apartment building and take out my phone. “I’m here!” “Great! Just enter the building and head up the elevator. Floor 15. Number 2. There are only two apartments up here so you can’t miss it.” “Only two on that floor?” I think “Jesus, how big is his pad?!” As I turn the ignition off, I look around and check my mirrors, making sure no one is around “Best I probably do this in the back” I think, before clumsily climbing into the rear with my overnight bag As I hurriedly get undressed, I start to pant, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My heart feels like it’s going to burst out my chest as I pull my bodysuit up over my hips, then placing the straps over my arms and clipping in at the back. I push my boobs up and adjust so it fits me perfectly. I reach into my bag and pull out two black high heeled strappy sandals. The heel is a gold stiletto and the clasp has a little gold padlock detail. They are probably the sexiest heels I own, although tonight will be the first time I’ve worn them because of how high they actually are. I pack my clothes and trainers into my overnight bag, and now for the final touch. My long black trench coat. As I tie the strap around my waist and do my best to cover up any sight of what is waiting underneath, I step out of my car I feel the cool autumn breeze on my legs. “This is so fucking sexy” I think to myself as I hurriedly make my way across the car park “oh god I hope the lobby isn’t full of people, or the elevator for that matter! Can you imagine!” My pussy throbs at the thought of being seen like this. As I open the apartment complex door, I walk briskly to the elevator and start pressing the button The elevator doors open and to my relief, it is empty inside. I step in and quickly press floor 15. As I watch the numbers climb, 11, 12, 13, 14, I breathe a sigh of relief that I am still alone. Here we are, floor 15. I step out and I am greeted by a long corridor with two doors facing one another. Numbers 1 and 2. Here we go Briony, no turning back now. I quickly rearrange my pony tail, pick my bag up off the floor and ring the door bell “Briony” James looks at me with those beautifully piercing, brown eyes. He looked me up and down. “Wow. You look stunning”. He couldn’t help but let out a smile, before leaning in with one arm and giving me a hug. “Just finishing up the last few touches to dinner. You are just in time. I’m sorry I’ve not finished getting ready yet, cooking and all that” I’m not sure it would have mattered what he was wearing to be honest, he looked amazing anyway. Stone coloured chinos and a plain black t shirt, the latter hugging his fit torso in all the right places. As he threw the dish towel that was over his shoulder onto the worktop, he reached out and grabbed a freshly poured glass of wine before turning and passing it to me “Do you want me to take your coat?” he asked, extending his arm again “Oh no don’t worry. I’ll take it off in a sec” I said “Wow! Your place is incredible, James”, quickly changing the subject “Oh, you like it? I’ve been here a few years now. I like the views if I’m honest, you can see right over the city” He wasn’t wrong, one entire wall was almost entirely made of glass, it curved around his living area so you had an incredible view of all the lights of the buildings in the distance “Make yourself comfortable and take a look around if you’d like” He turned his attention back to cooking. It smelt reallllly good, but what I was planning next, “I’m sorry James, we might be warming dinner up later” I thought to myself “James?” I asked, softly “Yeah?” he asked, lifted his head from the stove As his gaze met mine, I placed my wine glass on his coffee table and slowly started to undo the strap on my coat. I felt like my heart was going to explode as I opened it up, before letting it fall on the floor, revealing what was underneath. I kicked it to one side with my stiletto before stepping forward “So, like what you see?” For the first time ever, I saw the cool, calm and collected James appear flustered, his mouth slowly opening as he looked me up and down “Briony…wh…you…” he placed his glass on the counter and slowly walked over to me. His reaction was everything I wanted. Suddenly, I wasn’t nervous anymore. I felt confident, sexy, powerful. As he stopped in front of me, placing his hands on my waist. I looked at the floor before tilting my head and looking up into his eyes “I said, do you like what you see?” I repeated before smiling and staring intently at his lips James swallowed before taking in a deep breathe, composing himself. He lifted one hand up from my waist and stroked my cheek “Briony, you took my breath away.” Both of his hands were on my face now as we gazed into each other’s eyes. He looked down at my lips as I leant into him. “I want you” he said, as our lips almost touched. I placed the palm of my hand onto his chest and slowly pushed him backwards towards the sofa and whispered back, “have me then” The words had barely left my lips when his hand reached around the back of my neck as he pulled me in, kissing me intensely. His other hand traced the soft fabric down my back, before grabbing my ass and squeezing my cheek As our tongues rolled around each other’s mouths, my nose was filled with the familiar and arousing smell of his cologne. His scent was like a drug to me, triggering something deep inside my core. I couldn’t help but bite his bottom lip, playfully, as I continued to push him to the edge of the sofa Last Saturday in my bedroom, he was the hunter and I willingly played the part of his prey, but tonight, I was in charge, and he knew it. I slowly started to lift his t shirt over his torso before he took over, pulling it sharply over his head and casting it onto the floor I eagerly ran my hands down his chest, feeling the definition in his torso and abs. As I reached the waistband of his boxer shorts, I teasingly ran my finger along the edge. “Sit”, I commanded He impatiently obliged, dropping down, as his eyes couldn’t help but wander, looking me up and down. I placed one hand on his shoulder, followed by the other, as I leant in, holding his gaze. I slowly straddled him, before taking one hand and placing it on my leg, and then the other I kissed his palm before placing it on my breast. As I used his hand to squeeze softly, I whispered, “I bought this for you, I’m glad you like it” As he smiled, I leant over him, placing my arms over his shoulders, forcing him to look up at me. As I stared into his eyes, I let just enough of my tongue out to graze his lips, he closed his eyes in response, letting out a moan of satisfaction. I waited for him to open his eyes and look at me, before moving my hand down his stomach, onto his belt buckle. As I slowly undid the clasp, I kissed him on the mouth before lowering myself down. I let my lips graze his chest as I moved further south, occasionally kissing his warm, bare skin. As I traced his abs with my tongue I could tell he was trying his hardest not to flinch, but this only made me want to do it more. I wanted to drive him crazy I dropped down onto my knees, in between his legs, and slowly undid the zipper on his trousers. I placed both hands on his waistband and started to pull them down. I could tell how hard he already was by the bulge in his boxers. I wanted to pull it out straight away, but it felt more fun to continue teasing him a little longer. I ran my forefinger up and down his shaft, “I’ve missed this” I said playfully. As my finger reached the tip of his thick cock, I felt it twitch. James let out another excited moan. “It’s my turn to give you the night of your life” I thought to myself. I couldn’t wait to sit on his dick, but for now we could be patient, we had time. I kissed the head over his boxers before reaching inside and taking out his huge cock I realised this was the first time I’d actually held it, and been this close to it for that matter. It really was massive. “I don’t know how I’m going to suck this” I thought “but I will try”. He was already rock hard, and I couldn’t help but stare, admiring it. I took it in both hands and slowly started to stroke up and down. As his precum oozed out of the tip, I licked the palm of my hand and mixed my saliva with it before starting to stroke his shaft faster. James leant back into the sofa, looking up at the ceiling before closing his eyes. I started to lick his balls as I continued pumping his cock with my hand. As James’ breathing grew heavier, I ran my tongue up the underside of his dick before taking the tip in my mouth. I let my tongue roll around it slowly before swallowing as much of him as I could I was right, there was no way I was taking all of him in my mouth, but with each stroke I pushed a little further, until I could feel him in my throat “Oh fuck, Briony, that feels so fucking good!” James moaned with pleasure, as I kept sucking him off. His words of encouragement only made me want to keep going, so I pushed as far as I could before pausing and holding him in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, deepthroating his dick as I saw him start to twist and contort his torso “Briony, baby, stop or I’m going to fucking explode!” James panted, before smiling, his eyes still closed, as if still in a state of euphoria. As I sat up, wiping some saliva off my chin, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment, getting him that close so quickly As James opened his eyes and looked at me, I stood up in front of him. He placed his arms around my waist and kissed just above my vagina. “You know, it would be a waste to take something so pretty off so soon” I said, running my hands through his hair. As he stared up at me, I reached down and grabbed the fabric between my legs, it was so wet but I didn’t care. I pulled it to one side before winking at him. I straddled him once more, steadying myself with one hand on his shoulder as I held my bodysuit to one side. He took his cock in his hand and moved it to my hot, wet opening. As I felt the tip rub against my lips, before parting them, I couldn’t help but moan in satisfaction. “I’ve wanted this so badly” I thought to myself I lowered myself slowly onto his thick shaft as waves of pleasure rippled through my body. The walls of my pussy gripped him tightly. Even being as wet as I was, like my mouth it had to take him in stages, slowly allowing him to enter me fully. I ran my fingers through his hair and pushed his face into my chest as I started to ride him, rhythmically. He responded by kissing my nipple through the fabric of my bodysuit before pulling it down and taking my exposed breast in his mouth. As he began to suck, another wave of ecstasy shot through my body. I lowered myself onto him, as deep as I could go, his thick shaft filling my grateful pussy. As I started to grind my hips backwards and forwards, I felt myself tighten around him and I began to cum. I arched my back and continued to grind, indulging on the gratification his wonderful cock was giving me. “Oh James” I moaned as my orgasm came to a shuddering close I gazed into his eyes as I noticed beads of sweat starting to form on his brow, one rolling down the side of his temple. Our movements had almost ground to a halt but they were still there, he had one elbow supporting himself on the arm of the sofa, his other hand on my ass as I slowly rotated my hips backwards and forwards on him. I couldn’t help but smile as I thought to myself, “Slow, passionate sex with him is as hot as him pinning me down and fucking me.” “What you thinking?” he asked, smiling back, obviously noticing how happy I was “Just thinking back to last Saturday”, I replied, biting my lip. That last orgasm was amazing, but I was feeling naughty and I wanted more. “I want you to fuck me again James” In a flash, he sat forward, kissing me before taking my weight under his big, powerful arms and standing up from the sofa. “Oh fuck!” I moaned with pleasure as he began to thrust inside me. His dick was reaching the deepest parts of my vagina now, I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, trying to take all of him in. In just a few more pumps, the girth of his member had me cumming uncontrollably. I buried my face into his neck as I couldn’t help but squeal with delight. I’d never been fucked like this before! James turned around and placed me down onto the sofa. I eagerly opened my legs for him so he could climb on top of me. He placed the head of his cock on my opening, and rubbed my clit with it before slowly easing himself back into me. I turned my head into the sofa and closed my eyes, losing myself in how incredible it felt to have him inside of me. As his pace quickened and his breathing became more laboured, I turned back to face him, placing my hand around the back of his head as I gratefully watched him pound me. As he began to climax, a bead of sweat dropped from his chin onto my neck. I could feel every time his cock tensed up, releasing wave after wave of cum inside my pussy. As his orgasm came to a close, he opened his eyes and stared longingly into mine, until something broke his gaze… “Oh shit”, he shot up, running over into the kitchen. As he opened the stove door, a cloud of thick black smoke poured out as he began to cough, before grabbing a dishcloth and frantically waving it to try disperse it. “Oops, I guess that’s ruined” he remarked. As we looked at each other, we both began to laugh “Takeout?” I suggested James took the duvet from his bedroom and that evening, we both lay naked on the sofa, cuddling, eating pizza and watching TV. I didn’t want it to end. I was so happy, save for one moment when the realisation hit me that in less than 48 hours, I’ll most likely be back in my dorm at college. This thought filled me with sadness. In less than 1 week I felt like my head had been spun completely around. What should I do? I knew what I wanted, but how feasible that was is another matter. I don’t know what time it was, but I must have fallen asleep, as when I woke James had me in his arms. He placed me gently into his bed, covered me up and climbed in next to me. I cuddled into his arms and drifted off back to sleep

One whole semester done already. I can’t believe how quickly that went by, although part of me is glad to be heading home for the holidays. It’s nice to have some separation from my parents, but I’m close enough that I can hop in the car and be back home the same day. College life has been fun so far, I was very fortunate that one of my friends, Maisy, got into the same university as me. I’m seeing a boy, his name is Jacob. Its early days but he’s cute. I felt like he was more disappointed that I was going home than I was. Maybe he does really like me? I wish he was more, how do I put it, forthright with what he wants. He hasn’t asked me to be his girlfriend yet. He’s quite passive, at first, I wasn’t sure if he wanted to, you know. I feel like I’m often making the first move, why can’t he just throw me on the bed?! I chuckle at the image of Jacob forcing himself on me. As hot as that would be, it just couldn’t be him! Maybe I’ll bring it up with him when we see each other after the holidays. I turn up the radio and lose myself for a moment in the thought of being pinned down and fucked roughly. My thighs fidget a little as I feel a warmth build in my core As I leave the inter-state my phone begins to ring. The name ‘Mom’ appears on the in-car system “Hey Mom!” I answer “Hi Sweetie! How far away are you now?” Mom replies, with a tone of excitement in her voice “Not far, I’m off the inter-state now, should be about 30 minutes” “Oh, good you’ll be home just in time for dinner. Your father is just finishing up some business with James. He is staying for dinner as well, I hope you don’t mind” “Sure Mom” I reply. James is one of Dad’s closest friends. They’ve known each other for, well I’m not sure how long, high school, I guess? He’s been around for as long as I can remember. All my friends used to fancy him, it got kind of annoying. I mean he is good looking. Okay, he is more than good looking. He looks like one of those men women describe in smutty novels, 6-foot, 6 pack… you know the type. “Dilf” they’d all refer him as when we hung out and talked boys. I mean “eww” right?! He’s one of my dad’s friends! And besides, he’s not even a dad! I don’t know why he never married, I guess he must reaaallly love the bachelor lifestyle. He was always trying to get Dad to go out partying on a weekend. It irked my mum, although I know she never let on. It’s been a while since I last saw him, it must be close to 18 months now I pull up into my parent’s driveway and turn the ignition off, then lean across to look at myself in the rear-view mirror and re-do my ponytail. I didn’t have much time to fix my hair before setting off, so the messy ponytail and bangs will have to do. As I grab my phone and keys and reach for the door handle, I feel an itchiness between my legs. “Oh my god!” I thought, “am I wet?!” I guess I really did enjoy my daydream earlier! I get out the car and open the trunk to grab my suitcase, rearranging myself in the process as I unstick one side of my panties from my leg. “Great” I think, first evening back home at my parents’ house and I’m going to be walking into dinner with wet thighs! “Its fine” I reassure myself, as I breathe out slowly. I unlock my phone and message Jacob, “that’s me home, can’t wait to see you next week! xxx” Oh btw, in the car I imagined us having depraved sex and now I’m all wet. Ha! No delete that last part, we definitely aren’t at that stage yet. I can imagine his face if he saw that message! He wouldn’t know what to do! I close the trunk and wheel my case behind me up my parents’ driveway, then up the stone steps to the front door The doorbell has barely finished chiming when the door swings open, my mom greets me with open arms and a beaming smile “Oh my gosh Briony come here, I’ve missed my baby so much!” as she pulled me in and squeezes so hard I couldn’t breathe “It’s only been a couple of months Mom” I murmured, as my lungs frantically gasped for air, “but I’ve missed you too” I added, as she released her iron grip “How was your drive?” she asked, taking the handle of my suitcase from my hand and wheeling it into the entrance hall “Yeah, it wasn’t bad, only hit traffic once on the highway”. Best I leave out details of my daydream, I thought to myself As I walk into the hallway that familiar scent hits me, home. I could smell my mom’s cooking coming from the kitchen. It wasn’t Thanksgiving yet but she had insisted on doing a huge roast dinner for me coming home, which of course I wasn’t going to refuse. Beats instant noodles, likely my most ambitious meal yesterday… As I walked through the house into the dining room, I saw the table had already been set, “4 placemats?”, I thought to myself. “Oh of course, James is here.” I could hear my dad and him laughing about something in the living room. I guess business has been concluded. As I enter the room my dad notices me and springs out of his chair “Briony! I hadn’t realised you’d arrived!” He bounded over and gave me a big hug “Hey Dad, it’s okay I only got here a few moments ago” “Briony, you remember James, right? I know you’ve not seen each other in a while” James stood up from his chair and in an instant, I recalled how tall he actually was. Dad is hardly short, and I’ve grown a few inches in the last few years myself, but James easily towers over the both of us. He must be 6”3 or 6”4 at least. I guess they were really talking shop today. I hadn’t noticed my dad’s work attire when he came over. But now that James had stood up, I couldn’t help it. His broad shoulders enveloped in a charcoal grey suit jacket with matching trousers, crisp white shirt and a checkered tie “Briony, holy hell, you’ve changed a lot since I last saw you” he remarked, his voice gravelly and deep. As he stopped in front of me, I suddenly felt exposed. As I looked up at him, he stared back at me intently with his piercing brown eyes. His short dark hair was swept back and he had a shaped beard. “Oh, yeah, right” I stammered, awkwardly. “Shit Briony!” I thought. “Are you finally seeing what your friends saw over the years?! Pull yourself together!” James broke the silence by outstretching one arm on a wide arc around my shoulder and leaning forward. I put both my arms under his and up his back and tried my best to place my chin on his shoulder. As I ran my fingers up the back of his suit I could feel how well defined his back was. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils, lowering my guard, pulling me in “So, you’re in college now” James asked, as he retreated slowly, meeting my gaze “Yes, I started a few months ago actually, it’s been kinda fun so far!” ‘Kinda’ fun I thought, I sound like a fucking school girl! James just smiled, he didn’t break eye contact, save for one moment where he looked down at my feet and then back up, almost like he was scanning me, sizing me up I helped my mom take dishes from the kitchen to the table. She really had gone all out. A whole roast dinner, mashed potatoes, vegetables, gravy, macaroni cheese. It all smelt delicious. My belly rumbled, excited at the thought of something hot, something that wasn’t instant noodles for a change “I just need to nip to the bathroom; I’ll only be a sec!” I shouted to my mom As I washed my hands over the basin, I looked at myself in the mirror. “James” I whispered. I knew it was wrong, but that encounter felt, intoxicating. His face, his scent, the way he looked at me intently. Fuck! I clenched my thigh as I felt the heat build inside me again. Was this all because I made myself horny on the drive over? Suddenly I was beginning to regret that daydream in the car. My pussy ached to be filled, and now I’m lusting over one of my dad’s friends! “Just get through dinner” I thought to myself, “you can do this Briony”. I’ll make an excuse that the drive has wiped me out and go to my room. Once inside I can lock the door and my vibrator will take care of the rest. I felt an air of composure fall over me. I dried my hands, opened the door and headed back to the dining room. I’ve got this. If only that feeling lasting longer than the next 5 minutes… My Mom and Dad sat at opposite ends of the table, which meant I was facing James on the shortest part. Great, this is not helping! This table was honestly ridiculous. It could seat 8, and extended up to 12. All this did was make it feel like my mom and dad were sat far away, and James and I were basically having dinner together, with nowhere to look other than directly at one another. He removed his suit jacket and placed it over the back of his chair as he sat down. Not good. His fitted shirt gripped and pulled against his toned body and his biceps bulged underneath. “I bet he would have no problem pinning me down”, my mind lingered on that thought “So Briony, Mom tells me you have a boyfriend” Dad asked inquisitively, as he dropped a dollop of mashed potato on his plate. The conversation barely left college the whole time. I felt like I was being interviewed, which only made me feel more awkward as James studied me, like I was part of the meal. “I’d fucking love that” I thought to myself, as my nipples hardened. For a second I imagined him eating me out on this table as I ran my hand through his hair. My core throbbed once more “Mommmm” I complained, trying not to roll my eyes. “We’ve been over this, he’s not my boyfriend, we’re just seeing each other at the moment, nothing official”. Feeling embarrassed, I picked my phone up from the table and pretended I was reading a message. I felt my face grow warm. At least it wasn’t the growing wet patch between my legs for once My dad chuckled as he poured gravy over his full plate “I don’t understand it, when I was younger if you liked a girl, you asked her out. What is it with this just ‘seeing each other’, eh James?” James didn’t say anything, he just smiled at me and looked at his plate and then raised his eyebrows, before looking at my dad “Well, you know me Pete, I’ve still not made it past the ‘seeing’ phase” before laughing. My dad joined in “Ha, that is true to be fair! James, when are you going to settle down?” James picked up his glass, “Well I’ve not yet, so probably never”, before taking a sip and rolling the glass in his hand, studying the liquid inside My mom picked up her napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth before looking at me “James is what we call an eternal bachelor, aren’t you James” before turning her gaze to him, almost disapprovingly “What can I say, work keeps me busy, and I enjoy life to the fullest outside of it” he replied. “And besides, work is going great isn’t it, Pete. We’ve landed some big clients recently. We work hard, and then I play hard for the both us” he smirked at my dad and my dad laughed back. I didn’t know what James and my dad did, I never really cared before. Something to do with finance. I know it paid well, as my mom hadn’t worked since her 20’s. And their house was huge. It felt big when it was just the 3 of us in it As we ate dinner, I tried my best to concentrate on my plate, but I couldn’t help but feel James’ burning gaze, every time I looked up, he was staring right at me. I tapped my trainers nervously under the table. I actually felt a wave of jealously, thinking about all the women he has probably bedded over the years. Did he feel jealous that I was seeing someone? Maybe I shouldn’t have protested so quickly that I didn’t have a boyfriend... Oh god Briony come on, snap out of it! But I couldn’t help myself. Every now and again I would catch a whiff of his cologne, and every time I smelt it, I felt my centre getting hotter and hotter. I slowly reached down my skirt with one hand and felt my swollen lips. My clit quivered as my hand pushed against my vagina. My heart began to pound in my chest. I need this meal to end, I’ve got to take care of myself soon “Briony?” With a jolt I was snapped back into the room. I slowly removed my hand from down my skirt “Briony, sweetie, are you okay? I asked if you would mind helping me clear the table?” Mom asked “Oh sorry, err yeah sure mom. Long drive. Feeling a bit run down. Might get an early night” This was my cue. Step 1, assist in clearing the table. Step 2, go upstairs to my room. Step 3, dildo the fuck out of my aching pussy I started clearing the plates and Mom took most of the bigger dishes through. As I came back for James’ plate, I caught his cologne again and he glanced at me as I leant across to pick it up. I couldn’t help but make eye contact again. He smiled, “I hope you feel better soon, Briony” “Thanks, James” I replied, wanting to look away but being unable to break eye contact. I finished collecting the remaining plates and hurriedly made my way to the kitchen. My pants were basically soaking. “Goodnight Mom” I hugged her briskly and made my escape As I got to my room, I shut the door behind me and stood against it for a second, my hands on my forehead. “What the hell was that?” I thought. “Dinner with my parents, who I’ve not seen for a few months by the way. And I’m sat, pulsing, close to rubbing myself off under the table thinking of a man, twice my age, who is sat across from me.” I puff out my cheeks as I try to reassure myself. “It’s perfectly normal Briony, people get the hots over parents’ friends all the time. Remember Maisy? She basically had a crush on Mr. Gibson our old math teacher for like 2 years in high school, and he’s definitely older than James. You just need to release the tension, and then everything will be fine” I tell myself I gather a few things on my bed and place them on my desk and wheel my case over. I was about to lift the case onto my bed to begin unpacking it when I heard my bedroom door open. “Mom, you didn’t see my phone charger downstairs, did you? I had it plugged into the car, I’m wondering if I’ve left it inside”. I assumed it was her that had opened my door. I was wrong. As I stood up and turned around, James was stood in the doorway. His broad shoulders almost filled the frame. His sleeves were rolled up like he’d just washed his hands and he’d unbuttoned his top buttons and removed his tie “You startled me James, I thought you were my mom”. James didn’t say anything. He just stepped inside and slowly closed the door behind him. There was that feeling again. Exposed “Is everything okay?” I asked. James took a few steps towards me “I must say Briony, you took me by surprise. You are a beautiful young woman” he paused in front of me. My lip quivered as I looked up at him. He placed his hand under my chin, and in a second, he leant in, pulling me towards him Both his hands were on my cheeks now as he kissed me passionately. His stubble was course on my face and the scent of his cologne filled my nostrils again. I jolted backwards “James!” I stammered, “You’re my dad’s…and…my mom and dad are downstairs!” “I was watching you at dinner Briony” he replied, “you want this as much as I do” “Shit!” I thought, am I really that easy for him to read? Oh Christ, I hope I wasn’t actually rubbing myself at the dinner table” I thought. Dinner was a blur Before I could protest anymore, he leant in again, much more slowly this time, staring intently into my eyes, and then at my lips. I felt myself melt into him as he kissed me. He closed his eyes and put his hands on my hips and pulled me against him. “Fuck” I thought, “he isn’t wrong, I want this. No, I need this!” I threw my arms around his neck and in an instant, he picked me up with both hands under my backside. I wrapped my legs around his waist. His tongue found its way into my mouth as we kissed. As he started to work his way from my lips to my cheek and then began to kiss my neck, I moaned loudly. He took one hand and quickly placed it over my mouth and then placed his finger on his lips. He was right. This was not the time and place to be caught, and definitely not the person to be caught with! He placed me down on the bed and as I sat up quickly to begin undoing the buttons his shirt, he pulled my hips towards him and pushed me down flat onto the bed. He put one hand on the inside of my leg and slowly opened my legs before crawling up towards me. “Oh my god” I thought to myself, “this is like my daydream in the car, except it’s not Jacob and it isn’t a dream, this is really happening.” He kissed my inner thigh, and then my stomach. I shuddered and rolled my hips expectantly. As he reached my neck, he kissed me again, and then he looked me in my eyes as he took my wrists in his hands and placed them over my head “Don’t. Move” he whispered, as he ran his nose down my cheek before kissing my neck for a third time. I’m soaking wet at the thought of what he is going to do to me. I bite my lip and arch my back as his lips stop at my chest, his hands reach behind my back as I arch and he undoes my bra, tossing it onto the floor beside him. As he lifts my top over my breasts, exposing my rock-hard nipples, he takes one in his hand and gives it a squeeze before taking my nipple in his mouth and beginning to suck I close my eyes and lean into one arm, trying my best not to make a sound as my hips squirm. His other hand reaches down and lifts my skirt up. He must know how wet I am now as he rubs my vulva through my panties. My breathing quickens as he begins to pull them down. He only stops licking and sucking my nipple to take them off, before tossing them to one side. As his hand works its way back up my inner thigh, he takes my other breast in his mouth and begins to give it the attention it craves As his hand reaches my vagina, he parts my lips and pushes his fingers inside. I can’t help it and almost let out a moan as he begins to pump, first slowly and then faster and faster. I open my eyes and look down at him. I want to hold him, run my hands through his hair, but I listen to his command. Doing my best to lie there and take his pleasure He stops caressing my nipple with his tongue and takes his fingers from my vagina. As he sits up, he puts one in his mouth and sucks my juices off, before holding out his other and placing it on my lips. I hold his gaze and take his finger into my mouth, sucking all of me off him, before caressing his finger with my tongue “Good girl” he says, almost impressed that I am succumbing to him so willingly. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as he utters those words He stands up and quickly unbuttons his shirt. As he takes it off, I finally get to see his torso. His physique is amazing. Big strong arms and toned chest and abs. As he removes his belt and lowers his trousers, I see the bulge in his pants. I can make out the definition of his shaft, eagerly wanting to be released. His cock must be massive! Before he takes his pants off, he leans down and pulls my hips to the edge of the bed. He places his hands on my inner thigh and spreads my legs apart. He gets down on his knees and his mouth finds my lips, his tongue parts them and pushes its way inside. Another moan almost escapes me as I arch my hips into him, wanting him to reach deeper and deeper. His hands hold onto my waist, almost locking me into position as his tongue works its way onto my throbbing clitoris and he begins to suck. “Fuck, I am so close to cumming all over his face!” His tongue caresses me up and down, tasting me before sliding back into my hot, wet centre. My hips begin to squirm as I edge closer to climax. Before I can, he stops, fuck why did he stop? He stands up and hurriedly pulls his boxers down. His cock bounces as it comes out and I can’t help but stare, hungrily at it. I was right, it is big, bigger than any I’ve seen up this close He grabs a pillow and places it under my head and then holds my legs in place. As he positions himself, he taps my pussy with the head of his cock before moving it to my entrance. Then he slides the tip in. I close my eyes as a wave of pleasure washes over me. I relax into the bed as I try my best to take him inside me. As he slowly starts to thrust my body trembles as an orgasm ripples through my body. I can feel every movement as my walls tighten around him. I open my eyes as my orgasm comes to a pulsating close and I look down and watch him fucking me. “This is so fucking hot” I think to myself As he starts to pound me, harder and harder, his hand grips my jaw and he pushes another finger inside my mouth. He smiles, as if he knows I am his. In this moment I was, he can have me anyway he wants. And he did... He turns me over onto all fours and enters me from behind. “Holy shit” I thought, he felt even bigger from behind. I try my best to open myself up to him and push my face into the bed, but he grabs my hair and softly says “look at me”. As I turn to him, my eyes meet his and he smiles again as he starts to thrust in rhythm. This was what I wanted. This was what I needed. Someone who wasn’t afraid to use me I couldn’t take any more on my knees, his cock was too big, so I laid out flat on the bed. Our bodies were so in sync he knew just what I needed, and he climbed on top of me in an instant and slowly entered me prone. I gasped as he began to thrust inside me. This was easier to take. I could tell he was close as his breathing was quickening and laboured, so I did my best to turn to him. “Cum for me” I whispered, whist gazing up at him and biting my lip. I arched my ass up as his pace quickened. I felt him release as wave after wave pulsated inside my pussy. As he lowered himself onto me, I felt the weight of his body, and he kissed the back of my neck. We hurriedly got dressed, often making eye contact. I had to rush to the bathroom part way through getting dressed as I could feel his hot cum oozing out of me. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard my dad, who must have been back in the dining room say “Oh James, there you are, where have you been?” “Shit! I thought, I’d completely forgotten about mom and dad downstairs! “Oh, the bathroom Pete, stomach ache. I’m sorry can we take a rain check on that whiskey, I’m going to head off home” “Ha, look at you, maybe you have changed after all. Never one to say no to a drink! Okay no problem, see you next week”. He said, almost smugly. “Yeah, if only you knew what we were just doing upstairs dad, you wouldn’t be so smug…” I thought As I heard his car drive off down the street, I lay back and starfished across my bed, staring up at the ceiling. My body was happy, satisfied. Nothing was going to be the same after this. I’d had the taste of a real man. And I wanted more To be continued...

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