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Nothing is Random

By: HannahRosie23



This is my third submission; it's a bit different than my last couple of stories. I have a lot of ideas flowing right now, life imitating art or vice versa, I am not sure which.

Thank you so much to everyone for the input on my writing, it is much appreciated.

And a BIG thanks to my inspiration, without him I would have only blank pages. 

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It had been a crazy week and now that Friday had finally arrived I was in the mood to do something fun with maybe a little crazy thrown in. I was going to go to a local bar with some friends to get my buzz on and maybe hook up with a random. I dressed carefully in a short black skirt that nicely hugged the curves of my ample ass and a hot pink baby tee that clung to my 36C breasts and offered just the right amount of cleavage. My bra was lacy and black and matched my thong panty. I felt sexy and was determined to let it show. To let go some of my inhibitions, at least for a night. 

I planned on getting drunk so I was riding with friends, Mark and Elizabeth, who had been dating for several months and, in my opinion, made a super cute couple. We made small talk on the way to the bar and I felt excited, like something fun was going to happen I just wasn't sure what. "I have a good feeling Jenn, that you're gonna meet someone tonight!" Gushed Elizabeth, while Mark was parking the car. 

"We'll see I guess," I answered hopefully but unwilling to jinx myself by being overly confident. We walked into the bar which was semi-crowded but full of good energy. Most of the tables were occupied, as were most of the bar stools, but we spotted an empty booth near the back and rushed towards it before someone else snagged it. Britney was singing about wanting to go and a raucous group of girls were on the dance floor laughing and singing. We settled in at the table and I ordered a rum and diet coke when the waitress came over.

Immediately I felt my gazed being pulled towards the bar and that's when I saw him. He appeared to be alone but I couldn't be sure. He was sitting on a bar stool, turned around staring up at one of the large screen tvs on the wall directly over our table. He had dark hair that was messy in a cute guy way and almond shaped eyes of a color I could not determine between the distance and the dim lighting. He was wearing a blue v neck sweater that showed he worked out and a dark pair of pants. I felt like I knew him from somewhere and kept looking at his handsome face to try to figure out out. He must've sensed my staring because his eyes left the tv to meet mine and I blushed and looked away; when I dared to move them back I found him still gazing in my direction. 

I offered a friendly smile that he returned before averting my eyes and going back to whatever it was that had captivated him on the television. I felt strange and the excited feeling returned. My drink came and I gulped it quickly, then grabbed Liz and pulled her to the dance floor. The new Justin Timberlake song, 'Suit and Tie' was playing now and we got a little silly dancing and singing. I saw Mark watching Liz and felt a little stab of envy until I looked over and saw the guy from the bar with his eyes trained on me. When Mark came out to the floor to grab Liz, I decided to be brave, so I sashayed over and hopped up on the stool next to him.

"Hey," I said, "You're cute, what's your name?" I was shocked at my own audacity. I guess the liquor had kicked in. He smiled however and I felt relieved. 

"Thanks," he said shyly, "My name's Joshua, yours?" He asked, looking me up and down appraisingly. He must've liked what he saw because he smiled again and looked me in the eye.

"Jennifer, but everyone calls me Jenni." I suddenly felt nervous and a little aroused. 

"Jenni..." He repeated casually, and I liked the way my name sounded in his mouth. "What brings you here tonight?" He asked me.

"Stress relief, " I admitted, flagging down the bartender and ordering another drink to illustrate my point. "Did you want something? My treat!" 

"Nope I'm driving. I'm only here to chaperone my cousin who's visiting from L.A. Her and her idiot friends wanted to get drunk and my aunt will kill me if anything happens to her. That's them..." he motioned towards the dance floor and the group of girls we had seen when he walked in.

"Awww, that's nice..." I said, reaching out to touch his arm lightly and watched as he rolled his eyes but smiled and blushed a little.

"Yeah, that's me..." He said, derisively, but with a sly smile. "Are you here alone?" He asked casually, but his stare betrayed his tone. His eyes were stuck on mine it seemed. Up close I could see they were a golden brown and quite mesmerizing. Swallowing, I looked away as I felt my heart rate increase.

"Nope, I'm with them." I gestured to my friends who were wrapped up into each other on the floor, swaying to a slow song. 

"Oh, I see, fifth wheel, huh?" I must've shown something on my face because he immediately backtracked and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that..." before his voice trailed off sheepishly. 

"Well, basically...they wanted to get me out of the house and I wanted to have fun so here I am." I explained, "No worries, it is what it is."

"And are you?" He made eye contact again and shifted his legs towards mine. "Having fun I mean."

I stirred my drink with the straw and looked up at him again. He was so cute! "I've had worse times," I quipped sarcastically, "Dentist appointments and DMV visits, you know..." I then giggled nervously hoping he was fluent in sarcasm.

"And sitting in traffic or on an airplane next to a screaming baby, right?" He replied, playing along with a smile.

"Absolutely! But no, really I am having fun. I never go out anymore and I never meet anyone who's interesting to talk to like you." I felt a heat overtake my face from my admission but I didn't care. His face lit up a little and I saw his eyes trail down my face to my cleavage before coming back up to meet my eyes, a new, hungry look staring at me. 

"Couldn't agree more! Plus you're easy on the eyes..."As he spoke the flattering words, I felt my body responding to his energy and suddenly I wanted to kiss him, but did not want to seem insane so I restrained myself and ordered another drink. Probably not the best plan but what the hell. 

We sat and talked while I finished my next drink and took turns giving each other tidbits of our lives. I felt so warm and comfortable talking to him, a feeling I hadn't had in so long and it appeared he felt the same way. Our hands kept touching and our legs would brush up against each other's and every time I got a little more tingly. I was feeling flirtatious and buzzed so my normal reserved personality was in hiding. I was giggling like a schoolgirl at everything he said and I kept finding ways to keep the conversation going. I was so into him that I didn't notice that Liz had come up behind me.

"Hey Jenn-i how's it going?" She sang gleefully and I knew that: a: she had been drinking and b: that she was watching (and probably analyzing) my interaction with Joshua. "We're gonna...go, do you think you can find a ride?" She said this quite loudly and (Ohmygod!)she could not possibly have been more obvious. I sighed and started to speak but before I could he spoke up.

"I can bring you home, no problem, I'm nice, remember..." he said earnestly and with a smile that made me smile. 

"Are you drunk? A murderer? Write your name and phone number on this napkin and I'm going to call it right now so I know you're legit!" Liz was neither shy nor tactful but was a fierce protector. Joshua seemed amused by her and took it in stride.

"I'm not drinking at all, I'm the designated driver and, no, I'm not a murderer." He explained as he wrote his name and number as requested. Liz immediately took her phone out and called the number he wrote. On cue he was pulling out his phone from his pocket and showing Liz her own number lit up on the front.

Satisfied, Liz gave me a hug and whispered in my ear to "go for it" before scampering over to Mark so he could escort her drunk butt to the car. I wasn't exactly sober myself, I suddenly realized, and I was getting a ride home from a virtual stranger who I was extremely attracted to. This might be the interesting evening I had hoped for. "Sorry about that, she just wants to make sure I'm ok..." I attempted to explain, but he put his hand up to stop me.

"Of course she does, you don't know me, it's all good. I'm gonna go get my cousin and get us out of here. It's almost one and I'm ready for bed." I think he stressed the last word but with my current mental state I couldn't be sure. I watched him walk across the room to the table that his cousin and three of her friends had commandeered and as he leaned down to talk to her. They exchanged a few words back and forth and he came back alone. "They've got a ride home with one of their brothers. I know him so I feel ok about it. Are you ready?" He seemed anxious to leave and I was on the same page.

"Yep, let's go." I replied, standing up and grabbing my purse. He came over to me and offered me his arm and I took it, hesitantly at first but then a little more firmly. His arm felt strong and secure, two things I needed at the moment. We walked out of the bar to the parking lot and he guided me over to his car, a silver Lexus, and over to the passenger side. He then thought for just a second and then pushed me up against the side of the car and kissed me long and hard. Initially startled, I quickly recovered and kissed him back. I felt his hand roaming my body, finding my breast and then my nipple, rubbing just enough to wake my body up. He then pulled back and looked at me.

"I don't usually do this but I thought I'd take a chance and you, well, I couldn't resist," he said, looking again at my breasts and then my legs and back up to my lips before coming in for another kiss. 

"It's ok." That was all I could manage as we made out, hands roaming bodies and the temperature rising between us. 

After a few minutes he stopped again and said, "Come on, get in..." as he opened the door to his car and held it open until I was safely ensconced inside. He then securely closed it and walked to the other side and got in the driver's seat. When he was in the car I immediately reached over to start rubbing his leg, feeling extremely turned on and more than a little naughty. I ran my hand up and down his leg, towards his crotch but not too close and repeated my motions, getting closer each time. Finally I started to rub the hard-on I could feel developing through his pants. I looked up at him and he had leaned back in the seat and had his eyes closed as I continued rubbing. I could feel his cock getting harder and I wanted to get closer. "Should we go to your place?" I asked, still slowly moving my hand up and down the bulge in his pants. 

"Ummm, ok, are you sure?" He asked, trying to spit out a complete sentence, but struggling as his breaths were coming out hard and fast with arousal. 

I leaned over to kiss him, keeping my hand in place, hard and with a lot of passion to show him my intentions. Our tongues danced furiously and when we parted and I said "Yep, positive. If you want to that is, and maybe we can think of some entertainment for the drive..." I finished devilishly. 

He smiled and looked at me as though he wasn't sure I was serious, then looked back ahead and started the car. He turned on the radio to play some soft contemporary music and backed out of the parking spot he was in. I made a move to unzip his pants and then grabbed for the button. He willingly adjusted himself to help me obtain access to my prize and I eased his cock out of his pants. I rubbed it up and down the shaft several times, loving how it felt in my hands, soft and smooth and just the right size. I then leaned over to lick the tip, tasting the pre-cum that had begun to pool there. He gasped but maintained focus on the road. I wanted to pleasure him, but I also wanted to live so I thought it best to take it a little easy on him until we were at his house. I moved my mouth down further, keeping the suction light while using my tongue to lick the base as he slid down my throat.

"Mmmm, that feels great," he moaned, and I continued what I was doing, moving a little faster now but still controlling my motion as he carefully drove. I brought my hand over to join my mouth, wrapping my thumb and forefinger around the base and jacking him off slowly as my mouth continued moving. I was starting to get really into it, I loved sucking cock and I loved feeling it get harder in my mouth and I really loved when I knew he was into it. When I felt him getting close to losing control I slowed down again to let him recover for a few seconds and then began again. I did this several times and each time his breathing got a little harder and I knew he wouldn't last much longer and, as luck would have it, it was just as he was pulling up in front of what I presumed to be his house and into the open garage. Glad to finally not be moving, I decided it was time to go for it and gave my full attention to his cock and now at making him cum in my willing mouth. 

I sucked a little harder, a little faster and a lot deeper and felt his hands come up to grip my hair before he finally let go. I felt the hot juice shoot from him and into my throat and I swallowed it quickly and went back for more. Twice more he shot cum into my mouth before he pulled out of my mouth and looked over at me sheepishly. "Wow. Just wow." Was all he could muster and a bright smile overtook his face. "Let's go inside so I can return the favor." He opened his car door and hustled over to my side so he could open my door for me. "Aren't you a gentlemen?" I teased, again grabbing his arm, wanting to feel him close to me and not trusting my ability to walk straight. 

"Of course." was his reply as he escorted me into his house. We walked into the living room and he offered me some water, which I thought was a good idea, and waited on the couch as he went to grab it. When he returned with the water, he sat down next to me and handed me the cup. I took a few quick sips before placing on the coffee table and reaching again for him. He turned towards me at the same time and kissed me, pushing me back against the couch, his hands instantly going for my breasts, pushing up under my shirt to massage them through my bra. He tugged at the hem, pulling it up and I raised my arms to allow him to remove it. He then went for the clasp on my bra, releasing it, and my breasts so he could fondle them with his hands, making me moan as my nipples reacted to his touch, tightening and forming the tight buds that were so sensitive. 

He kissed down my neck, sucking lightly at each side before reaching my right nipple with his mouth and lightly gripping on the outside with his teeth as his tongue stroked the top. His hand found the other nipple and his fingers lightly pulled and twisted at it. "Oh my god, that feels amazing," I managed to get out between my moans. I had been known to have orgasms from nipple play alone and I felt seriously close as he continued working on them, switching back and forth with his mouth and hand, building me up to a strong climax but I wasn't ready to let go yet. He seemed to sense this and brought his hand lower to slide it up my skirt to massage my hot pussy through my panty. He could feel how wet I was and didn't hesitate to reach into my panty and find my clit quickly, starting to rub it as his mouth continued to work my nipple. He then moved his fingers lower, to my hot pussy and put two fingers up and into me. He shoved his fingers in and out and his thumb came to stimulate my clit as he roughly finger fucked me. His mouth was still working my nipple and when he started tapping on my g-spot with his fingers, it was enough to send me over the edge. I came hard and my body convulsed in pleasure as the waves of the powerful orgasms overtook my body. He kept his hand still for a second and when he felt the first wave subside, slowly started moving until I was cumming again, harder than the first time. 

"Fuck!" Was all I could say when the power of speech returned. I giggled, as was customary for me after I came like that. 

To Be Continued...

Nothing is Random Ch. 02



I am looking for an editor, any takers?

Enjoy! 

*****

I awoke with a start as the events of the night before slowly came back to me. The bar, the drinks, the GUY. I felt surprisingly good considering it all. The bed was super comfortable and the room was fairly dark with peeks of sunlight coming in under the shades on the windows. I looked over at the bedside table and saw my phone, along with a cup of coffee sitting upon it, a folded sheet of paper propped up between the two. I smiled and sat up, resting my back on the headboard as I reached first for my phone to check the time. I squinted as I looked at it, my eyes irritated and blurry from sleeping in my contacts. It was 9:30am, luckily it was Saturday and I had nowhere to be. I had two text messages from Liz which I decided to ignore in favor of caffeine and the note. 

After taking several gulps of coffee (which was remarkably perfect), I unfolded the note. It was from Joshua telling me to take my time, and when I was ready he would be happy to take me home. He had signed it with a smiley face and although the note read with a neutral tone I hoped there was more behind it. I was in what I presumed to be his guest room, a small but tastefully decorated room with the bed, a small dresser with a mirror hanging over it and a small green armchair sitting by the door. Draped carefully over the chair was my clothing and my shoes were sitting beneath it. 

I suddenly realized I was wearing a t-shirt that wasn't mine and nothing else. I took a few more sips of coffee, pushed the green and blue quilt aside and hopped out of bed. I mentally thanked Joshua for making me take two ibuprofen and drink more water before he tucked me into bed -- a thought that came back to me and made me smile. He had been so sweet, so nice when I had almost passed out on his couch after the fantastic orgasm he gave me. He had insisted I stay the night and didn't even try to take advantage of my drunken state.

I quickly redressed in my clothing from the previous night and made the bed, laying the t-shirt on top of the quilt before making my way out into the hallway. I found the bathroom easily and took a few minutes to make myself as presentable as possible and rinse my mouth with mouthwash I found under the sink. As I made my way back to the living room, I smelled bacon cooking. When I rounded the corner to the kitchen and saw him standing at the stove, back to me, dressed in blue pajama bottoms and a white t shirt that hugged the contours of his torso. Yum, I thought to myself.

"Morning," I said softly. He turned around to face me, a cute smile on his face. "Thanks for the comfy bed and the coffee."

"You're welcome, I hope you have time to eat breakfast with me before I take you home," he implored, meeting my eyes before briefly glancing at my cleavage. 

"I could never turn down a man making me bacon!" I joked as I grabbed a seat at his kitchen table, curiously comfortable making myself at home in his house. We continued chatting as I sipped my coffee and he worked away at the stove, deftly maneuvering through the kitchen gathering what he needed. 

When everything was ready he placed two plates on the table. Scrambled eggs with cheese, jalapenos and mushrooms, bacon and cut up strawberries and bananas in a little blue cup, all resting on a white plate, it looked delicious. It tasted as good as it looked; I was quite impressed and told him so. He looked happy but a little embarrassed at the compliment, he took in in stride. I reached out to brush his arm and our eyes locked for a few seconds. The energy between us was thick and meaningful. I broke contact first and stood up to carry my empty plate to the sink. 

"Just leave it, I'll clean up later," he said, standing up as well. He brought his plate over to join mine and leaned in to kiss me shyly on the lips once he had placed it in the sink. His soft lips felt great on mine and I gave myself into the moment and kissed him back, leaning into his body as I felt his arms come around me to hold me tight. I entwined my arms around his neck, forgetting for a moment that I had just met this man and enjoyed how it felt to be held by him, how inexplicably right it was. We made out for a few minutes and when I felt his hard-on arising I quickly pulled away, not wanting to get caught up right now.

"Do you think you could take me home now?" I asked, not wanting to leave but feeling like I should. "I really want to take a shower and get out of these clothes."

"Sure, no problem, just let me get some clothes on," he said as he reluctantly kissed me one last time before disappearing into his room. 

When he emerged a few minutes later he was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a purple t-shirt. He looked great and again I fought my desire to stay. He seemed to feel the same as he was taking his sweet time putting on his tennis shoes and grabbing his keys. My eyes hungrily followed him around the house, staring at his ass and admiring his body as he moved. I couldn't remember the last time someone had completely captivated me like this. It was magical and frightening at the same time. 

I gave him my address to plug into his navigation system and he turned on the radio to a pop station on low. We resumed our chatting as he drove and everything was great until he asked me the question I had been dreading. 

"So do you live alone?" He asked as he pulled into my apartment complex and I directed him to a visitor spot right by my place.

"Umm, not exactly," I said evasively. He looked at me and I saw a little fire light up in his eyes as his mind absorbed what I said. 

"You have a roommate?" He asked, hopefully, but with an edge to his voice as he impatiently awaited my response.

"I have a daughter. My ex-husband and I divorced a year ago. She lives with me half the time," I explained, waiting for the other shoe to drop as it always did with seemingly great guys when they found out I had a *gasp* child. To my surprise he only looked relieved and nodded his head.

"How old?" He asked, looking at me, sensing my apprehension and putting his hand on my leg reassuringly.

"She's 14, but she's a great kid, she's handled all of this pretty well, considering," I explained, relief filing my heart and flooding my mind, my attraction to him growing exponentially. "She's with her dad now..."

"Well I'm sure there's more to this story, but I'm going to let you get inside. Here's my number," he said, handing me a slip of paper as his hand crawled a little further up my skirt, a final kiss reaching my lips as I took it from him. "Okay, I'll text you soon so you have mine," I said as I got out of the car, looking back at him with a grin as he waited for me to walk inside before pulling away. I set my purse down on the table and collapsed onto the couch. What a surprising evening. I had dated a few guys here and there since my divorce but no one had passed the tests I needed them to. My daughter was and would remain my number one priority and a lot of guys had a hard time comprehending that fact.

I ran through the things I had learned about Joshua. Even through the haze of alcohol I remembered everything about him with clarity. He was 29, five years younger than my 34, a software development engineer for a local software company and he had recently gotten out of a long term relationship. Never married, no kids. He was half Chinese half "white" and very close to his family. He loved cars, the fancier the better and was nearly anal about his own. All in all he seemed like a great guy and I hoped he would be around for a while so we could find out more about each other. 

I got up and went to go shower, walking through my small apartment to my bedroom, stripping off my clothing as I moved. I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper and walked naked to my bathroom, turned on the water and got in when it was hot enough. As the water poured over my body my thoughts turned to the fun we had had both in his car and on his couch. The more I thought about it the hornier I got and soon I was running my hands over my nipples, stimulating them with small touches and pinches, working myself up as imagined it was him. Soon I was excited and moving my hand lower to play with myself with one hand as the other stayed on my nipple. I spread my wet, hairless lips apart and found my clit and rubbed it first in small circles then up and down faster and faster as I got more and more turned on. 

I then slid my finger back to my pussy and slowly pushed my middle finger inside to find and rub against my g-spot. I moaned out loud as I started pumping my finger in and out of my now fully moistened pussy as my other hand continued rubbing my nipple. I leaned my body against the wall of the shower to support myself as my hands continued working. I pulled my finger out if my pussy and moved back to my engorged clit, rubbing it as I approached climax. As I got closer I imagined him kissing my neck and whispering in my ear to cum for him; that pushed me over the edge and I came, hard, onto the hand I visualized as his. I stayed still, lost in bliss for a few moments then resumed my shower. I washed first my hair and then my body taking extra time on my nipples and pussy, still aroused.

When I finished my shower I pulled a purple towel around my body and tucked it in just above my breasts. I walked to my bed and climbed onto it, lying down comfortably and picked up my phone. The slip of paper with his number on it was lying next to it and I punched in the number to a new text message and contemplated what to say. I went with casual and texted him "Guess who!?" And left it at that. I sent a text to my daughter to say hello and finally responded to Liz's texts about what happened last night and awaited her response. 

Surprisingly the first text I received back was from Joshua. "Probably one of the numerous random girls I gave my number to last night, can you give me a clue?" Before I could react a second text from him came through that said "Just kidding Jenni ;-)" 

I sighed in relief and texted back "Lol" then decided to take a chance. "Can I make you dinner tonight?" I quickly hit send before I could change my mind and tried not to fret as I anxiously waited for his response. In the meantime both my daughter and Liz had texted me back and I took a few minutes to text back and forth with them when his reply came through. "Sure! What time should I be there?" Despite my excitement, I decided to wait a few minutes as to not appear overly eager. My daughter was telling me about an incident with her friends and Liz was hounding me for "deets" about Joshua. I finally replied to him and told him to be here at eight. Now excited with something to look forward to I hopped of the bed and got dressed in casual clothes so I could clean, shop and prepare for dinner. 

***** At 7:45 I was ready to go. I had cleaned the house, had most of dinner ready to go and had changed into a short, low-cut black dress with modest heels. I had my hair pulled up into a high ponytail and a bit of makeup on. I decided to make a light dinner, sirloin steaks I had pan grilled and would broil immediately before serving, a salad with romaine lettuce, arugula, tomatoes and cucumbers tossed with a raspberry vinaigrette and, for dessert, vanilla bean ice cream topped with salted caramel sauce. I had a bottle of red wine out, ready to be opened and the table was set. I had turned on soft music for background noise. 

At precisely eight o'clock there was a knock on my door. I opened the door to see Joshua standing there with the bouquet of flowers I had hoped he would bring, a nice summer bunch with purple as the main color. I took the flowers from him and gave him a hug. I put the flowers in a vase with some water and turned back to him. He was looking around my apartment, studying me I felt, and smiled at me when I caught his eye.

"You're prompt. I like that." I said, rubbing his arm and flirtatiously grinning at him. He was wearing a grey polo shirt that nicely accented his arms and a pair of black slacks that fit his body perfectly. His hair was all in place and he was wearing a light cologne that smelled great to me. Looking at him, I suddenly wanted to bypass dinner to head straight to dessert and I wasn't thinking about ice cream. I went in for a kiss that he willingly returned, our mouths coming together excitedly, tongues touching, dancing, drawing passion out of both of us and into the other. His hands started running up and down my back to lightly cup my ass and knead his hands into it before coming back to my hair. Every time his hands touched my ass I got a little more aroused and, when his mouth came off mine to suck on my neck I felt my pussy get wet. 

I wanted him then and there and the feeling was obviously mutual but first things first. I pulled away from him slowly and asked him to please uncork the wine and pour us each a glass while I served our food. As he did so, I put the steaks in the already heated broiler and served us each a portion of salad. I was hot and horny and trying to focus on anything other than his body was difficult but I managed. I tapped my foot impatiently as I waited and when the timer dinged I pulled out the steaks and added them to our plates. I had situated or place settings so that we were sitting as close as possible at the square table. When we sat down, his hand immediately moved to my leg and grabbed his wine glass to sip while his hand traveled up my leg, nearing my crotch before trailing back down to my knee. I shifted in my chair willing him to crawl his hand up further but he instead he moved his hand off my leg and turned his attention to his plate.

I inwardly moaned but did the same thing, first sipping on the wine and then eating a few bites of food. I watched his expression as he ate, he seemed to enjoy it and told me so when his mouth was empty. I smiled at the compliment and moved my hand to his leg. I rubbed it lightly and squeezed his knee, feeling his muscle tense under my touch. I took that as a good sign and worked my hand up the inside of his thigh, slowly, teasingly, easing my way up his leg. He leaned back in his chair, picked up his wine glass and gave me a seductive stare, silently egging me on. Not wanting to disappoint, I continued moving my hand towards his crotch and lightly brushed my hand over his growing erection, spreading my fingers out over it and softly running them over him as I brought them up and back together. 

I did this several times, coaxing his cock to attention as he moaned softly and subtly arched his back, wanting more. Food was forgotten as he stood up and pulled me to my feet. He grabbed me and kissed me hard, rubbing his dick against my pussy through our clothes and grabbing my tits to seek out my nipples and pinch them to wake them up. His actions were more aggressive than I remembered but that only further fueled my desire for him. His hands on my nipples sent direct waves of pleasure to my clit and feeling his hard-on push up against me was making me want him...bad. 

He walked me over to the couch, hands still working my nipples and pushed me down onto it, then laid on top of me, his hands leaving my tits to pull up the hem of my dress to expose my black thong panty, his hand coming down to feel how wet he was making me. He slid a finger underneath the silk material and into my lips, seeking my clit and making me gasp when he found it. His other hand roughly pulled down the front of my dress to expose my lacy black bra which he also quickly yanked down and brought his mouth to suck my nipples, one after the other as his finger continued to work my clit. I was lost in pleasure, loving how he was taking what he wanted, moaning and writhing under his touch. He moved a finger into my pussy, slowly at first as his tongue lapped at my nipple, teeth coming around to bite softly, then harder as his hand started moving faster. When I felt a second finger slide into my hot pussy and right to my g-spot, I tightened my muscles around it and started to let go. "Ohmygod, fuck, I'm gonna c- I'm gonna c-c-cummmmm!" I yelled as my body convulsed in pleasure, wave after wave hitting me as he continued pleasuring me until I stopped moving. 

When I stopped and opened my eyes I found his locked on mine, lust brimming in them as he licked his lips before coming in to kiss me again. I eagerly kissed him back, my hand moving down his body to his zipper, desperate to have more of him, needing to have his cock in me. He moved off of me and stood up, pulling me up and leading me by the hand to my bedroom. When we reached it he pulled my dress over my head and tossed it aside. I then unhooked my bra and peeled it off while he removed his shirt and jeans I gazed at him longingly as I edged over to the bed to move up onto it. I lounged back on a pillow as he removed his boxers and revealed his cock for me and walked over to join me. I stopped him just as he was ready to get on the bed and moved myself so I was lying flat and turned my head to the side, facing him. 

His hard dick was near and I reached out to rub it with my hand before guiding it to my mouth. I licked slowly around the head sucking in a little while my hand tightened around the base, sliding up and down. I sucked harder on him, looking up at him watching his eyes squeeze shut and pleasure overtake his face as I pleasured him, a little deeper until he was nearing the back of my throat. I felt him grow bigger in my mouth and used my tongue on his shaft as my mouth sucked and suddenly he pulled back and out of my mouth. "Nope I want to fuck you this time!" He said as he climbed onto the bed and grabbed my legs so he could slide my panty down and off. He then pushed them back towards my shoulders so he could slide his thick cock into my hot, wet and waiting pussy. 

It felt so good and right and I moaned in ecstasy as he fucked me, with slow powerful strokes that filled me up and hit all the right spots. We locked eyes for a moment, the synergy between us powerful as he sped up slightly, reaching down to rub my clit with his thumb as he slammed his hips into me repeatedly and groaned. When he was close to cumming he stopped and leaned towards to kiss me and whispered to me to turn over. I did so, propping myself up on my elbows and knees and sticking my ass up in the air towards him. He positioned himself behind me and re-entered my pussy, grabbing my hips and pulling me towards him as he fucked me. He started really giving it to me, harder and harder and faster and faster and he felt so good so deep in me as he fucked me with reckless abandon and soon I was screaming out that I was cumming, a loud moan escaping my lips as the orgasm washed over me, the feeling staying as he continued to fuck my pussy like I was begging him to. I kept cumming as I heard him moan and felt him let go inside of me, I felt my muscles tense up one last time and then we were both spent. He collapsed down next to me on the bed and I relaxed back into his arms. 

We must've fallen asleep because when I awoke it was pitch black in my room. The nagging feeling I recognized and dreaded was coming over me. Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breath and I struggled up and out of bed as quietly as I could as to not disturb Joshua. He looked so peaceful sleeping, turned on his side, one hand curled under his pillow, the other, down by his side. I quickly covered him up with a sheet and the comforter and went out to the living room. Doubt and insecurities were washing over me at an alarming pace and I was questioning everything. I had a tendency to clean when I was anxious or angry and I put the feelings to use as I cleaned the kitchen and cleared the table, taking my time putting stuff away, wiping dishes and straightening the counter-tops. When I finished I moved to the family room and perched upon the edge of the couch, shaking my knee and thinking a million and one thoughts all at once. 




Nothing is Random Ch. 02



As much as I liked Joshua I felt like things were moving too fast. I had always been careful with my feelings and I wasn't interested in getting them squashed now. The idealistic person I had been before my marriage was long gone and had been replaced by one who had learned the hard way that things weren't always what they seemed. I...

"Are you okay?" Joshua's voice brought me out of my thoughts and I turned to see him standing in the hallway, looking at me with a worried expression on his face. Looking at him brought a sense of peace over me, and I tucked my worry away, for now, and went over to him. 

"Yep, I just wanted to clean up, a mess makes me crazy," I lied, not wanting to scare him off with my issues just yet. I took his hand and led him back to the bedroom, hopeful but nervous for what the future would hold for us. And wondering if I could keep my demons at bay long enough to let him in. 

To be continued.. 



Nothing is Random Ch. 03



So this is the third installment of the this series but I did switch the categories because it's going more the way of romance than anything else. Thanks again to all the readers and all those who have taken the time to send feedback! It is always appreciated! 

HR





The stakes were high, we were sitting on the floor of my living room, playing rapid games of Speed, alternating between expressions of seriousness and outbursts of laughter as we clamored to put all of our cards down. We were having a tournament, the winner of such getting to decide how we spent our next weekend together. We were playing the best of seven games, it was currently tied 3-3; this was the deciding game. I was down to my last three cards, Joshua two and, since neither of us could play, we were about to flip over the last face down card. Once they were flipped I quickly glanced at my cards and just as I was making a move, the little sucker played both of his and went out. 

"Noooooooo!" I exclaimed, throwing my cards down and folding my arms over my chest, my mouth curving downward, bottom lip sticking out in an exaggerated pout. 

Secretly, I was fine with losing. I was curious what type of date he would plan for us and it saved me from having to agonize over what would have been the right choices. Still, I hated to lose and I intended to play it up to the hilt, attempt to drag some sympathy from him in the meantime. He looked over at me and smiled, then scooted towards me and knocked me backward, lying on top of me, pushing my hands up and over my head then bringing his lips to mine for a kiss. 

I didn't budge my lips, locking them closed and scrunching my face up in determination. He kissed all over my face while switching my wrists to one hand so he could tickle me with the other. I giggled despite myself, my lips falling open, and as they did he attacked my mouth with his tongue. I gave in and kissed him back, giving into the warm and tingly feeling that being in his arms always gave me.

His hand soon stopped tickling me and started rubbing up and down my abdomen, hands coming up beneath my pink shirt to rub my braless chest. His fingers tightened around a nipple, pinching and releasing, making me moan and gasp with each motion. The loss of the game was forgotten as he released my wrists. 

"Keep them over your head," he said and I complied as he pushed my shirt up over my tits with his hands and brought his mouth down to meet my left nipple. 

He bit down hard and licked the top, keeping his teeth in place as I moaned from the mix of pain and pleasure. He was beginning to figure out that the two were often one in the same for me and was enjoying testing my limits. He switched back and forth between my hardening nippes, biting down and licking them until I was writhing in pleasure and my pussy was warmed and wet. 

He kissed down my tummy, running his tongue slowly towards the top of my black yoga pants. He used his hands to ease them down my legs, pulling them off and tossing them aside. I wriggled a little, trying to ease my pussy closer to his hands but he put his hands on my legs and looked me in the eyes. 

"Don't move, Jenni," he commanded and, seeing the serious expression in his eyes, I stopped.

He looked at my cotton pink bikini panties and smiled a wry smile. "Very cute, baby," he said, his voice husky with sex and I swallowed, my heart leaping a little. 

He brought his face down between my legs and rubbed his nose up against my panty, breathing in my scent, his nose nudging my clit and further awakening my desire for him. He pulled his face back and eased a finger into the crotch of my panties, spreading apart my pussy lips and feeling my wetness. He slowly moved his finger around as my eyes squeezed shut, jolts of pleasure running through my body as his finger found my clit and rubbed slowly around it in a small circle, hitting all of the tiny little spots as I cried out how good it felt and saying his name, like a mantra, as his finger moved faster and faster. 

When I was about to cum, he stopped, pulled his finger out and hooked his pointer fingers into the waistband of my panty, yanking them down and off my legs. He removed his yellow t-shirt shirt and threw it aside before roughly spreading my legs and diving into my pussy, his tongue taking over what his finger had been doing, one hand reaching up to grasp my nipple and twist it, hard, abating my impending orgasm temporarily. I gasped out and moaned; he released my nipple and began to slowly rub it, moving at the same speed as his tongue, slowly taking me back up towards orgasm. 

When I felt him bring two fingers from his other hand to my pussy and slide up and in, I moaned out loudly and clenched my muscles tightly around his fingers. His tongue slowly, maddeningly, licking my clit and his fingers pushing up and into my g-spot combined with the alternating slow rubbing of each my nipples was taking me up and up and up to levels of pleasure I had never felt before. Every time I thought I was going to explode, he brought me up a little higher, until I was shaking and rolling my head back and forth, mumbling incoherent expletives. My pussy felt wetter than it ever had and I was lost in a cloud of ecstasy. When he slid a third finger up into my tight pussy and started moving his tongue faster, I finally reached the peak and promptly fell over it. I screamed out loudly, my body trembling with release and bucking upward as the pleasure overtook me. He kept his mouth in place, licking as I came, moaning into me with each pulse of my pelvis. 

When the powerful orgasm subsided I slowly reopened my eyes. My arms were still above my head and Joshua had come up to lay next to me, shirtless, on his back, head turned towards me, a smile playing on his glistening lips. He looked so proud of himself and also super delicious, like a snack I couldn't possibly resist. I inched closer to him so I could kiss his lips, tasting myself on him as my tongue found its way inside his mouth, devouring as much of his as it could. My hand was moving down his hard, defined body, towards his cock and I could feel how hard he was beneath his pants. 

I reached my hand inside the waistband and started to stroke him inside of his pants, then reached into his boxers to feel his hardness in my hand. It wasn't enough; I quickly pulled both his pants and underwear down his legs and off of him so I could suck his cock while my hands roamed his naked body. I took him deep into my throat, kept him there and then backed off, my tongue moving along the shaft as I moved my head. He moaned out my name softly as one of my hands reached down to cup his balls, my head following to take them into my mouth, my tongue sliding over his scrotum as I rolled them through my mouth, one at a time, my tongue tasting every inch he had to offer. I then eased them out and took his cock deep in my throat one final time before stopping and coming to sit over him. 

My knees were on the ground as I slowly impaled myself onto his hard cock, ever so slowly lowering myself onto him as I watched his face contort in pleasure. I slid my shirt up and off of my body, exposing my tits for him to rub as I started to move faster on top of him. He eagerly reached up, his hands clamoring to find my nipples as my hips increased their speed, rocking back and forth on top of him. His dick felt so good in my wet pussy and I felt myself rising again towards orgasm as I fucked him. His hands were expertly manipulating my nipples, each little touch was sending direct waves of pleasure to my clit and soon I was cumming on his cock. I moaned out and felt my pussy contract around him and the feeling maintained as I continued moving on him, feeling his cock grow in me as he got closer. 

"Fuuuucccckkkk!" He yelled as I felt the superb warm feeling of his cum spurt up inside of me. I didn't stop moving as his hips bucked up, pushing his sperm into me over and over again. I was riding out the last waves of my own orgasm as my hips milked his for all it was worth. When he stopped moving I maneuvered myself off of his dick and laid down beside him. 

"Congratulations, Joshua!" I said, my eyes closing in exhaustion, feeling in no way like the loser. 

"Thanks baby, I'll definitely make it worth your while," he said with a smirk as he got up and helped me to my feet as well. I then quickly dressed as he went to clean up in the bathroom to prepare to head out. I felt a little sad but was extremely excited by the prospect of our date next weekend. I hugged him hard before he left and then prepared for my week to begin. 

*****

The week had been long and rather arduous as I had waited for Friday to approach. Luckily my daughter had more than enough going on to occupy my time, homework and dance lessons almost everyday after school. I spent my nights writing for work, knocking out several articles in between long chats with Joshua, both via phone and computer. I went to bed late and took long naps once she was deposited at school and my workouts were completed. 

When I dropped her at school Friday morning, I reminded her that her dad was picking her up for his week with her and she nodded, more adjusted to the agreement than we were most days. She gave me a hug as she got out of the car and told me she loved me before I drove away. I then drove to the gym in a cloud of anticipation. I did my normal workout, 45 minutes of cardio and 30 minutes of weights, finishing up with sit-ups and stretching. I went home, showered and then set about figuring out what to wear. He was leaving work early so he could pick me up at 3:00. Promptness was his thing and I wanted to be ready when he got here. 

I had no idea what we were doing, only that I was to bring a couple changes of clothes to wear to dinner and for tomorrow. I wouldn't be coming back to my apartment until Sunday, at the earliest. I had amassed a fair amount of "beauty" products at his house over our three months of dating thus far so I only needed to bring a few odds and ends that I packed in an overnight bag along with my evening clothes. 

For the "daytime" portion I had decided to wear a pair of dark denim capris and a casual purple top with cap sleeves and a tight bust that flared out at the waist and enhanced my curves. On my feet were casual brown sandals with a slight wedge heel that were stylish while still comfortable enough to walk in. I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail and quickly blow dried and straightened my bangs stylishly. I kept my makeup simple, a bit of mascara, light eyeshadow and some shiny lip gloss that kept my lips moist and kiss-ready. I re-examined myself a million times before deciding I looked good and moved to the living room to wait. I glanced at my phone to check the time, 2:43, and noticed a text message that had come through while I was getting ready. 

I groaned when I saw it was from my ex, telling me we "Needed to talk, please call him." Fuck. The last thing I needed was that right now but he was persistent, if I didn't call him he would keep bugging me until I relented. I dialed the numbers reluctantly and jumped a little when he barked out hello as the call was connected. 

"Hello, what's up?" I asked. We were civil towards one another on most days, but since the divorce had been mostly my idea, sometimes it got a little tense on his end. 

"Who is this guy you're dating?" He demanded, and immediately I started to get apprehensive. I had slowly started introducing Joshua and my daughter to one another and apparently the good news was out. Yay.

"Joshua?" I replied, trying to keep the inevitable convo at bay. "What about him? He's a nice guy, I like him. So does Kaitlin." It was true, she and Joshua, so far, were hitting it off. He wasn't trying to be her dad and she didn't feel threatened by him. My ex however, obviously did. I was trying not to be defensive but it wasn't easy.

"Don't you think you should talk to me before you go introducing him to our daughter?" His voice was rapidly gaining volume, he had a quick temper that I could feel rising up. 

"Umm, no, I don't. Who I date is my business and so is who I bring around Kaitlin in my home." I was keeping my voice calm and even but inside I was shaking. I really hated conflict and I didn't want my afternoon ruined. 

"Bullshit, Jennifer! If you're going to have him around MY child then I need to meet this guy and make sure he's not just some asshole who's fucking you for shits and grins!" His voice had taken on a nasty mocking tone and I was about to hang up on him when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to it and opened and motioned for Joshua to come in. "HELLO???" He screamed in my ear so loudly that Joshua heard him and looked over at me, a look of worry mixed with anger coming over his handsome face. I rolled my eyes towards the phone and sat down on the couch before I replied.

"I won't talk to you when you're like this. If you would like to have a rational conversation then let me know, but right now I have to go," I managed to get this out calmly and ended the call as I heard his shouted profanities through the phone before the call was disconnected. 

I was shaking a little, my earlier joy all but gone as tears welled up in my eyes. Joshua came to sit beside me, putting his arm around me. I had explained to him about my ex husbands temper combined with his inherent dislike for anyone he saw as a threat and he knew that was a HUGE cause of my unhappiness towards the end of our marriage. 

"I'm sorry you had to see that," I started, wiping away the tears and pulling myself together quickly. I was determined to not let this ruin my day, but immediately my phone began to ring again. I hit ignore and then muted it. I closed my eyes and tried to regain composure. 

"Jenni, don't apologize for him. You did the right thing. Are you okay? Do you still want to go out?" He was looking right at me and I immediately felt better, just having him there and knowing that he cared. 

"Of course! I have been waiting all week for this, let's go." I stood up and grabbed his hand, pulling him to his feet. When we were both standing up, he wrapped his arms around me and hugged my very tightly. I felt completely safe and secure in his arms and the earlier anxiety was melting away. He kissed me on the cheek and then the lips and soon we were making out passionately. After a few minutes, he pulled back, straightened his clothes and pulled me towards the door. 

*****

Despite the rocky start, we were having a fabulous time. He had first taken me to Driven Raceway, an indoor electric go-kart place near my house. I was hesitant at first because although I love to drive and like speed I wasn't sure I'd be able to hold my own. However, once I was strapped in my seat of the kart and had the helmet on my head I felt at home and I never wanted to leave. I absolutely loved the feeling of speeding around the curvy, twisting bends and Joshua and I had a blast racing around the track trying to stay ahead of each other. In the end I won, although it was possible he let me so I didn't gloat (too much). The experienced had been exhilarating and arousing, the perfect start to our date. 

We were now down driving down the coastal highway to our next unknown (to me) destination. I was still running high on adrenaline and my hand was parked on Joshua's leg, I was as close to him as I could be within the constraints of his car, inconvenient bucket seats and all. His hand was lightly rubbing my leg, and although he was focused on the road, the way he kept stroking it told me there were other things on his mind as well. I had thought we were going to his to his place next to change, but apparently I was wrong. I kept guessing aloud where we were going but I knew even if I guessed correctly he wouldn't have told me. I was twittering like a bird, full of happiness and his smile said he didn't mind a bit.

It was nearing darkness by the time we had exited the freeway and although I wasn't exactly sure where we were I could smell the ocean and feel the crisp air. After a few twists and turns through a coastal town, he parked the car in front of a quaint little inn that sat right on the beach. He looked over at me, gauging my reaction and he smiled to see I was, for once, speechless. As we got out of the car and gathered our belongings, I kept gazing up and marveling at how bright the sky looked, one million stars shining down upon us, the evening clear and beautiful. 

"The sky looks wonderful, this is a fabulous idea..." I began, looking at him with admiration and delight at his careful planning. I grabbed my purse from the car and he took my hand and led me to the lobby. He had both our overnight bags slung over one shoulder as we walked inside. I excused myself to the restroom as Joshua checked us in and I loitered for a few extra minutes, checking my appearance again and marveling at my luck. When I returned to him he was holding a couple of key cards and was anxiously watching me approach. We walked together down the short hallway to our room. 

"We have reservations at the restaurant next door in an hour. After dinner there's a lounge downstairs where we can have a drink and relax," he told me as we walked. He reached our room first and slid the card in the slot on the door and pushed it open. The room was large, a four poster king size in the center, the duvet decorated in pastel blue and accented with various purple and blue pastel pillows. There was a matching blue chair in the corner, next to the sliding glass doors with silky blue curtains that led out to the beachfront patio. The furniture all was a vintage looking with a modern touch here and there to bring the whole ocean front without being kitsch decor together. It was perfect. I giggled and threw my arms around Joshua, catching him slightly off guard but not caring, I was giddy. 

"This is amazing, Joshua! Thank you so much for doing this! I..." I stopped talking before I finished my sentence and kissed him. I thought I felt him look questioningly at me before closing his eyes and returning the kiss but I ignored it and starting caressing his ass as we kissed. I felt his hands come down to do the same and soon we were moving towards the bed. However, his eyes caught sight of the time just as we got there and he stopped and pulled back. 

"We have to get ready for dinner, Jenni, we'll have plenty of time for this later, baby, I promise," he whispered as he disentangled himself from me and gave me one last peck on the lips. He moved over to his overnight bag and started to gather clothes his from it before heading in the bathroom suite to change for dinner. 

When he was gone I moved over and opened the sliding glass door and looked out at the ocean. One of my favorite things to do was stand before the ocean and just watch the waves crash. It brought about a ton of perspective to my mind and helped me feel like anything was possible. The force of the ocean was vast and completely out of my control and sometimes I needed help remembering that not everything was controllable. I sighed in contentment, feeling like for once in my life I was on the right track, that meeting Joshua was probably the best thing I could have hoped for. He was not only a great guy who I could not get enough of, but he was also slowly but surely helping me become a better person. I felt so grateful in that moment and was determined find a way to make sure he knew that. 

I moved away from the door and started getting dressed. I opened my overnight bag and grabbed from it my dress and heels, put them on and then realized with a start that I didn't have any of my necessities. Just as I was starting to fret, Joshua emerged from the bathroom carrying a pink plastic bag that I recognized, it was one I had brought to his house a month ago. It had all of my essentials, again he had come through for me. This was becoming a pattern. I then noticed that he was wearing a teal button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and two buttons undone. He was also wearing a nicely fitting pair of grey slacks. 




Nothing is Random Ch. 03



"You look super handsome!" I said, going over to him to grab the bag. I was wearing a low-cut floral summer dress that was off white and decorated with purple and teal flowers. My legs were bare and my shoes were a brown wedge sandal with a piece of teal cloth that wrapped up my foot to my ankle. 

"Thanks," he said, blushing a little and taking in my appearance from head to toe. "You look pretty great yourself, but won't you be cold?" he asked, his eyes straying a little longer than necessary at my cleavage. 

"Thanks,I have a matching scarf. And, later, remember?" I admonished, bringing his attention back to my face. "I have to finish getting ready," I said, pulling out the vintage blue stool from the beneath the matching vanity. I set about fixing my hair and touching up my makeup as he lounged on the couch, playing with his phone as I finished. It didn't take long and soon we were headed out to eat. As we prepared to leave I saw him place a blindfold on the bed innocently enough, before linking arms with me as we headed towards the door. 

"The biggest surprise is for later, when we get back, I can't wait...." he said mysteriously, seeing the questioning look on my face as we walked to the restaurant. I looked at him imploringly but he would not give me any further information. I decided to be patient (ha) and wait until it was time. I was looking forward to dinner and anyway, whatever it was, I was positive it would be worth the wait. 

To be continued....



Nothing is Random Ch. 04



We need to talk?! Scariest fucking words in the world, especially to someone like me. I try my best to avoid emotional discussions at all costs, turning them into hot sexual interludes whenever possible. And from him? Come on! He was as unlikely to openly discuss feelings as I was, probably more. In fact I had kept him at bay on more than one occasion with only a subtle hint at wanting to have a conversation about, gasp, feelings. 

So what the fuck was going on? We had been "carrying on" for quite some time just fine. Best sex ever, no real commitment involved. Did I love him? Duh! But feeling it and showing it were about all I thought I was capable of. Talking about it? That made me want to run for the goddamn hills. I had been through the supposedly happy marriage thing, how well that worked out. Now I just wanted to be happy and I thought we had that down pat. 

Sure I refused to move in with him and rarely spent more than a few nights in a row with him before the anxious feeling set in and I had to go. But I always came back happier than before. And I always put out as properly as possible, I lived to satisfy him and myself in the process. It was perfect. Or so I thought.

And now he wanted to talk. Fuck. I knew what was coming and it was so ironic because we had been through so much and had never once had a serious argument only petty, good natured debates that almost always ended with us laughing and then fucking like rabbits. We were the same, him and I and never before had I felt so content with someone who could calm me down and/or work me up depending on the situation. So was that all in jeopardy now because he had decided to overcome his own commitment issues only to run smack into mine? Fuck. 

I sighed and looked around the small apartment I had been living in since my divorce. I had my daughter roughly half the time, her father and I somehow able to remain civil throughout out it all, for her sake. I loved living in small space I could keep as neat or as messy as I wanted. She had evolved into a neat teenager from a messy tween and we got along great. She was my world and although adjusting to seeing her half the time was hard, in the end I know I made the right decision. She initially had a hard time adjusting to me dating but eventually she not only adapted but supported me fully, even questioning my lack of commitment at times. She was gone for the week, visiting my parents in Colorado and I had a ton of free time on my hands.

I had quit my job a year ago to start freelance writing and was able to more than support myself and her doing something I absolutely loved. Life was good. Except. Fuck. He was due over any minute and I knew I looked cute but I was worried about what was to come. I wandered into my bedroom glanced at the queen sized bed with the four posts and I got a little horny thinking of all of the escapades that had transpired there. I pushed that aside and walked to the full length mirror in the closet to examine myself thoroughly. 

I was wearing a light blue t-shirt that was low cut and tight with a short denim skirt that nicely showed off my legs. I had worked hard to first lose a significant amount of weight and kept working to keep it off. I had on brown sandals with a wedge heel that made me an inch or two taller. My hair was long and mostly straight with little curls at the ends, my bangs had grown out to past my eyebrows and my makeup, the little I wore looked good. Satisfied I walked over and sat on the bed, wringing my hands and trying not to assume the conversion to come. Then I heard the knock.

Slowly and trepidatiously I walked to answer it, excited to see him, as always, but nervous too. I opened the door and looked at him, a smile playing on my lips, hoping to postpone, if not forgo, any conversations. He looked so fucking good, as always, in a tight white t shirt and jeans, also tight in all the right places. I immediately threw my arms around him, hugging tight so I could feel his strong arms wrap around me and his hard chest up against my tits. Already I was getting wet and he had been there less than a minute. Sensing my plan, I think, he pulled away quickly and walked into my living room.

"Hi Jenni." He said, glancing at my breasts and then my legs before coming back to meet my eyes. "How are you baby?" So. The disarming had begun. He knew I melted when he called me baby. It was like that, huh?

"Hi Joshua, I'm okay, how are you?" I asked, bringing my hand to touch his arm, two could play this game. I leaned in to kiss him lightly at first, then harder as he parted his lips to allow our tongues to meet. We made out for several minutes, my hands in his silky black hair, his hands on my ass then around to my breasts, using his thumbs to simulate my nipples, bringing them to life. 

He started to slip his hands under my shirt, up to unhook my bra when he stopped and again pulled away. "Jenni...baby...I really need to talk to you," he adorably stammered, obviously aroused, his eyes still roaming my body as he tried to speak. "It's important..." 

"Laters babe, I promise!" I argued, pulling him over to the couch and pushing him down onto it. Although he pretended to fight he exaggeratedly fell backwards and I immediately went to my knees before he could stop me. He gave in and sat back, eyeing me with those hungry fucking eyes as I pulled open the buttons on his jeans and eased them off of his legs. I then went for his boxers but decided to leave them on, instead pulling out his cock through the opening in the front. I quickly put my mouth down to him and lightly licked his head, teasing him as I took a little more a bit at a time. 

I heard him intake a sharp breath as I reached the base and sucked hard, maintaining suction as I brought my mouth back up to repeat the process several times getting a little faster each time until I was bobbing my head up and down, my tongue running along the shaft as I sucked. I brought my hand up to rub beneath my mouth as I moved, finding a rhythm that I could tell he was enjoying. I looked up at him to see his head leaning back, eyes closed as he tried to make it last as long as possible. I knew he was close however when his fingers started grabbing my hair and he was lifting his hips slightly off the couch to fuck my face. "Goddamn Jenni that feels so fucking good!" He yelled as he grabbed my hair harder and unloaded his cock into my willing mouth. I felt the warm liquid pour into my throat; I quickly swallowed as he spasmed again and again I took it in. 

Too late I realized the flaw in my plan. He was still recovering from his orgasm and a smile overtook his face and there was a new gleam in his eyes. He calmly pulled up his jeans and stood up to fasten them. He then sat back down and motioned to me to sit next to him. Shit! He had gotten his and now I was super horny and feared the only way I was getting off was to have the conversation I didn't want to have! Resigned, I took the seat he offered. 

"Now that that's out of the way...." he began and I instantly knew he had been on to me. "I think we should talk. About us."

Fuck fuck fuck! Was it the end of the world though? I took a deep breath and tried to think. "Sure, yeah, okay, us...." I managed to get out while really I was considering how much damage jumping off of a two story balcony could really cause. A broken leg or two? 

Seeing my recalcitrance, he began "We're terrific together. We're alike, we want the same things, and the sex, well, that's out of this world!" He stopped to gather his thoughts, looked into my eyes and my heart stopped. 

"You're right about that!" In agreement I started running my hand up his leg, but he stopped me by putting his hand on mine.

"Look, I just want to know that it's going somewhere. That one day you're not just gonna run away and stay gone." As he spoke his fear my heart swelled up and tears came to my eyes. Was he really afraid I would leave him? Was this a result of my constant restlessness? Duh!

"Joshua...I could never walk away from you. Even when we're apart I think about you constantly." I paused, choked up from the raw emotion I was feeling. " I think I'm afraid that one day you're going to wake up and want me gone." I averted his eyes and tried to stop the tears threatening to fall but failed. He seemed shocked but recovered quickly and moved closer to put his arm around me. 

"Oh Jenni, you're an amazing pain in the ass but...I love you." He smiled at me but I could tell he was nervous for my reply. He had never said that out loud to me before. 

I swallowed the sarcastic response that I would normally spew forth in fear and instead turned my head to look at him again direct into his eyes and said "I love you too." I was so proud of myself and happy but also scared as hell. Now that words were out I couldn't help but wonder what would happen now. He moved his hand from it's current place on my shoulder and put it on my leg that was crossed over the other one, starting to gently caress it, kneading it, climbing up higher to the hem of my skirt and underneath, causing my leg to tense up. My anxiety over "the conversation" had begun to ease and my full concentration was on how good his hand felt on my leg as his fingers climbed higher. 

"So, when do you want to move in?" He asked, stopping me in my tracks and bringing back the anxiety. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me with a teasing smile on his face. "Just kidding..." And leaned down his mouth to meet mine to kiss me gently. 

"Ha fucking ha. What would you do if I said tomorrow?" I teased back when we reluctantly separated, curious for his reply. Placing my hand on his leg this time, rubbing up towards his crotch. 

"Get you some boxes." A simple answer that I decided to ignore, for now, and went in for another kiss as my hand continued to roam his anatomy. I reached his zipper and tugged at it, as he willingly allowed me access, but I changed my mind and kept moving my hand up and down his leg as our kisses got more fervent and our bodies got a little hotter. 

His hands were worked their way up the back of my shirt and skillfully working on my unhooking my bra so my breasts could swing free, then around to the front to caress them eagerly. "Let's move to the bedroom..." 

****

Once Joshua had left I sat down to ponder our earlier conversation when there was a knock at my door. I thought maybe he had forgotten something but I figured he would've just walked in. Sure enough when I looked through the peephole I saw it was my ex-husband and I sighed. I really didn't need this right now. As I opened the door wider I stared at him questioningly, wondering what he was doing here. 

"Hi Adam. What's up?" I asked.

"Hello Jennifer, I was in the area and I wanted to say hi," he said with a smug look. No doubt he could sense my happiness and had come to destroy it. Almost every time we interacted without our daughter around to mediate we got into a huge argument. It stemmed from the fact that I had left him I believed and because he no longer had any control over any aspects of my life that did not directly affect our child. This drove him crazy. Not to mention that he knew I was dating again and that I really like Joshua. I braced myself for what was to come. 

"Okay, well you said hi. Anything else I can do for you?" I said a bit sarcastically, wanting him to leave before we got into another argument. 

"I didn't come here to argue," he explained, looking at me earnestly and holding his hands out in front of him. "I wanted to talk to you about Kaitlin." 

At the mention of our daughter, I softened and moved aside to let him in. I sensed a trap, but had made a vow when I left him to always keep communication open about her. I never wanted her to feel like a typical "divorced kid" whose parents were always at each other's throats. And occasionally that meant acting like a grown up and having a conversation with her father. 

"What about her?" I asked tentatively, sitting down on the couch. He came and sat down next to me and I subconsciously shifted down an inch or two, away from him. 

"Well...I think she is adjusting pretty well to high school all things considered," I cringed when he said the last part as he always had to add in the guilt. "But I think she has a boyfriend she's hiding from us."

I blinked a couple of time. I was very aware of the fact that she had a boyfriend and also of the fact that she was scared to tell her dad. It wasn't like they did anything other than go to the mall, or to the movies, always in groups and never had any alone time. I had met and really liked the kid but I wasn't sure how much information I should give him. "I know..." I simply said.

"You know?" he said, his voice rising before he caught himself and lowered it back down. "She told you..." he said, looking a little sad. "Of course, she tells you everything," he finished and my heart went out to him a little bit because he was right. But he brought it on himself with his overreactions to just about everything, especially those that involved boys. 

"Yes, he's in the same advanced program she's in and he plays baseball. He's a cute kid, a sophomore..." I finished as I watched his face fall as I filled him in. "I think she was going to tell you when she got back from her spring break visit to Colorado," I added quickly.

"I highly doubt that. She acts like she's scared to tell me anything," he said forlornly, crossing his arms and leaning back on the couch. This reminded me of the way we used to talk when we were married, side by side on the loveseat. We had always talked about everything but, towards the end, it got old gauging what would upset him on what day of the week. I knew Kaitlin felt similarly and had come to pick and choose what she chose to share with him in order to keep his moods level. 

"I think she just wants to wait for the right time. Don't worry, she'll get there, just give her time," I suggested, smiling at him, feeling relieved that we were talking so calmly thus far but ready for him to go. I was getting a strange vibe from him and it was making me a bit uncomfortable. 

"Maybe I should have tried that with you, eh?" He said wryly, looking at me with a pouty look on his face. I stood up, trying to hint that it was time to go and he stood along with me. "Maybe then things would've turned out differently..." he said as his eyes trailed down to my breasts.

"Yeah, well, I guess we'll never know," I answered, unwilling to travel down this road again. "I'll have Kaitlin call you when we're on the way home from the airport Monday." I informed him, walking him over to the door. When we were about five feet away from it, he stopped and pulled me into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me and I tensed briefly before allowing him to hug me, and, for an instant, I was mentally swept back to the time when I really did love him when he was the only one in the world I ever thought I would be with. And before I knew what was happening he was kissing me. I fell into it, ever so briefly, before my senses caught up with me and I put my hands on his chest to push him back.

Suddenly, I heard the door to my apartment open. I immediately finished pushing him away and looked towards the door to see Joshua, standing there, a bunch of flowers in his hands and a shocked expression on his face. He dropped the flowers on the ground and fled my apartment. I watched him leave and decided to first deal with the problem standing in front of me.

"What the fuck was that?" I yelled at my ex, seriously more mad at myself than him for allowing a situation like this to occur. He no longer had my best interests at heart, I knew that and yet I had fallen into his web and put in jeopardy the best thing I had had in a long time. "Get out!" I demanded, not really wanting to hear any explanation from him at all. I just wanted him out of my sight. 

"Look, Jenn...I'm sorry I just got carried away, but you have to admit that you liked it," he said, the half grin on his fucking face letting me know that he couldn't have been happier with the way things had turned out. Asshole.

"Get the fuck out!" I said, picking up my phone to call Joshua. Not surprisingly he didn't answer. Surprisingly, my ex did listen and turned to leave, still looking way too fucking smug for my liking. I didn't say goodbye to him as he left and I picked up my phone. Again I got Joshua's voice mail. I decided on action and grabbed my keys and slid on my shoes. 

As I drove towards his house I ran through all the things I wanted to say. I was sorry topped the list but I had a feeling that wasn't going to cut it. As I approached his house I started to get sick to my stomach. After our conversation today things had seemed to be on the right track and now this. I saw his garage was just finishing closing as I pulled up. Good, he was home. I parked on the street in front of his house and apprehensively got out of the car and walked to his front door. I knocked on the wood and then waited. After what felt like a few hundred furious beats of my heart, it opened. 

He stood there speechless, an impassive look on his handsome face, staring at me. His icy glare looked right through me and my heart dropped a thousand feet. "Can I come in?" I asked gingerly, "I want to explain." 

"Sure," he said blankly, moving aside so I could enter but not softening his expression. I moved towards him to hug him but he stepped back and crossed his arms over his chest. Fuck. 

"Look, Joshua, he just came by, we were talking about Kaitlin and her boyfriend. He, uh, seemed bothered that she hadn't told him yet and I tried to make him feel better. He obviously read more into it than I intended and when I was trying to get him to leave he, um, hugged me and then kissed me." I was talking fast and stuttering, desperately trying to make him understand. "It meant nothing...." the added words sounded empty, even to me and I wasn't shocked that he seemed so unmoved by them. 

"Say something, please..." I pleaded, looking at him, when more than a minute had passed. He looked me dead in the eye with still his still icy expression and I felt the tears well up. I brushed them away not wanting to him to think I was manipulating him but I felt truly scared that I had ruined everything. 

He opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind. He hugged his arms tighter to his chest before finally speaking. " I think you should go," he stated simply, "I'll be in touch." He then turned around and headed into his house, leaving me, speechless by the door. I turned to leave, the tears now clouding my visions as I walked back to my car. I felt so defeated and alone, the exact opposite of the way I had felt earlier that same day.

****

When I awoke the next day I felt awful. I had cried myself to sleep with all of my clothes on. My eyes were crusted over because my contacts were still in. A disgusting taste filled my mouth and when the details of the day before came flooding back my heart felt like it was breaking all over again. I eagerly checked my phone, hoping for a text message or a missed call or even an email from Joshua but there were none. I threw my phone back to my bedside table and sighed in disappointment. How did I always manage to sabotage my own happiness? 

As much as I wanted to lay in bed all day I knew I couldn't do that. I forced myself up and out of bed and into the bathroom for a shower. I brushed my teeth and washed my body and shaved everywhere, wanting to be as clean as possible. I felt awful but I was determined to keep my spirits up. After all, I was hoping to hear from Joshua, he had left the door open, if even a crack, with the promise of communication. It was a life preserver of hope that I was clinging to, desperately, to keep me from drowning in despair. 




Nothing is Random Ch. 04



Sure enough my heart soared, when I checked my phone again I saw a text from him. 

"If you still want to talk, meet me at Starbucks, 3:00pm."

I didn't want to read too much into such a small message. I simply texted back that I would meet him and left it at that. In the meantime I tried to do some work I had been putting off and to clean my house. I did whatever I could do to keep myself busy, to keep my mind occupied until the appointed hour. I kept rehearsing what I was going to say to him to make him understand that what he saw would never happened again and that it should have never happened in the first place. I was determined to not lose him.

I postponed leaving as long as I could, until my stomach hurt from repeatedly analyzing the situation and I couldn't find any more distractions. I glanced at the time, I knew I would be early but it didn't matter, I needed to be moving. On the way I blasted Taylor Swift and tried to keep my mood light but that was nearly impossible. When I arrived, I parked my car, glanced around the parking lot, felt both relieved and anxious that his car wasn't there, and then headed inside. 

I stood in line to order my coffee and then took a seat in the corner. I did a bit of people watching while I waited and then...he was there. He glanced over at me before heading to the line to grab his own drink. I studied the napkin on the table before me but kept sneaking glances of him to try to gauge his demeanor. He didn't look nearly as upset as he had yesterday but I was afraid to be hopeful. When he had his drink in hand he came over and pulled out the chair on the opposite side of me.

"Hi," I said, tentatively, and felt my nerves relax a little when I got a half smile in return.

"Hi Jenni," he replied, meeting my eyes briefly before he looked away, attempting, I thought, to gather his thoughts. Or maybe trying to figure out the easiest way to crush my soul, I wasn't sure which. He cleared his throat and I flinched as he began to speak, expecting the worst. 

"Are you still in love with him?" he asked and the question completely threw me off guard. It was the last thing I had expected him to say. Completely fair however and hope again rushed through me as the implication of what he was asking me hit my brain. 

"With Adam? No! Not for a long time. That was not what that was about."

"Then what was it about?" He asked, pain and confusion crossing over his face. I was touched by how this seemed to be effecting him and it made me even more determined to make him understand how I felt. 

"Him taking advantage of a brief moment of weakness on my part. Me being stupid enough to fall for his show of apparent vulnerability involving our daughter. But I never wanted him to kiss me. That was all him. But...." my voice trailed off as I tried to find the best words to say what I was feeling.

"But what?!" he asked, his voice rising a bit as he impatiently waited for me to finish my sentence.

"But you can't erase a twelve year relationship with a year apart. He and I are always going to have a connection, even if it's no longer sexual or even emotional. We have a child together and he is always going to be a part of my life," I rushed the words out, hoping they made sense and that it wasn't too much for him to take in. I looked at him and he looked like he understood but the concern was still there. 

I reached out to grab his hand and he let me, still staring at me intently. "But I am in NO WAY in love with him. In fact, there is no one I could imagine myself with now...except for you." I smiled at him as I said this to punctuate my words, his eyes softened and he smiled at me in return. 

"Look, Jenni, I get that he's your ex husband and that you have a kid together but I really don't want to get in the middle of something that is going to get messy. I guess I just want to know that what I saw I is never going to happen again. Ever," he finished, looking at me again, a serious expression coming over his face as he said this. 

"Joshua...I promise you that it will never happen again, your trust is extremely important to me and so are you. I was devastated when I thought I had lost you and I never want to experience that feeling again. I am not going to let my ex husband come between us," I spoke earnestly, I wanted, no, I needed for him to believe me. And it was the truth, my heart was speaking for me. 

He must have seen it in my eyes because he leaned in to kiss me briefly on the lips when I finished. I knew we still had a few things between us to iron out but I also felt like everything was going to be okay. I looked over at him for the first time without trepidation and felt the desire to be close to him. I stood up and he did the same; he immediately wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled in closer to him and whispered to him that I loved him. He wrapped his arms tighter around me and whispered back to meet him at his house. I nodded and reached my lips up to meet his. We kissed, tongues dancing, passionately for about a minute before separating. He walked me out to my car and hugged me once more before hurrying to his own car.

*****

We met back at his house, my heart a hundred times lighter. He greeted me at the door, holding it open until I was inside. Immediately the mood shifted, lust taking over and he pushed me back against the closed door and kissed my lips passionately. We kissed as though we hadn't seen each other in years and as though it might be the last time. The heat and the chemistry between us ignited, again, as we made out and his hands started creeping up my blouse, my hands began unbuttoning his buttons, wanting to get as close to each other as we possibly could. 

His cool hands on my hot skin felt amazing and his hard chest felt so wonderful under my fingertips. When his shirt was unbuttoned he pulled me off the wall and started walking me towards his bedroom. We continued making out, pulling off clothing as we walked until we reached our destination, me in my bra and jeans, him bare chested, pants unbuttoned as he maneuvered me onto the bed. Once I was lying on my back, he proceeded to unclasp my jeans and pull them off, along with my black bikini panties. 

I scooted back on the bed, breathing deeply as I watched him come up and between my legs, brow furrowed with sweat, his hair slightly unkempt and dangling into his eyes, sexy as hell. Looking at him I felt my attraction to him grow even larger and a new feeling took over me. I was realizing, in that exact moment that somehow, despite everything, he had truly gotten in. Somehow when I just thought I was having a lot of fun and a ton of great sex, this man had wiggled his way not only into my heart, but into my soul. Together, we were a choice we each had made, something we were in for no other reason than that we were totally fucking in love with each other. And it was the best feeling ever. Well, almost anyway. 

I smiled as I pushed these strong emotions aside and put in place the strong desire I had for him and his body to be next to mine. He pushed my legs apart and dove his face in between my legs near my freshly shaven pussy. He kissed my inner thighs, moved slowly up and inward until he reached his goal. He used his fingers to pull apart my lips and brought his tongue and flicked lightly at my clit. I moaned in response and arched my back, he put a hand on my warm stomach to push me down and silently tell me to stop moving. 

He hated when I tried to rush, to attempt to take control when he had me in a submissive position. I didn't mind, in fact I loved it when he dominated me. I had never had such intense orgasms than when I was under his control. He slowly licked around my clit, avoiding it, before trailing down to lick around my pussy, to slowly, lovingly kiss me, occasionally poking his tongue up and into me. When he moved his tongue back to my clit, he brought his other hand down to replace his tongue, sliding a finger into my wet slit, forcing a long loud moan from my lips and then added another, slowly sliding them in and out of me. His tongue stayed on my clit, still moving ever so slowly as my breathing rate increased as I got closer and closer.

I was hovering so close to the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm, I reached up with one hand to tweak my nipple through my bra, adding to the levels of pleasure. He was slowly increasing the speed of his hand and his tongue, his fingers tapping my g-spot rhythmically, and chills went through my body, my legs started to twitch and when I pinched my own nipple a little harder, I started cumming. The orgasm was strong and long lasting, my eyes clenched close, trying to draw it out as long as I could, his tongue still manipulating my clit, his fingers deep inside me still moving in and out. 

Every neuron in my body was firing and my muscles were contracting furiously with pleasure. I called out his name several times and he kept going, knowing my body and that I would definitely cum again. Sure enough, when he backed off my clit and focused on massaging my g-spot in a slow circle, I came again, almost as forcefully onto his hand as I had into his mouth. When my writhing ceased, he pulled his head up and wiped his face with his hand. I loved the satisfied, almost cocky look he got when he knew he got me off in a spectacular manner. 

"Wow, babe, that was awesome," I told him, giggling in the afterglow, "we should make up more often...." I said, pulling him into me for a kiss. 

He responded by standing to remove his pants and boxers, then coming back to lie beside me. "I'd prefer never fighting," he said sweetly, reaching with his hands to remove my bra and to massage my nipples with his fingers. He rolled them through his fingers, pulling them in different directions, as I reached down to grab his cock and stroke it with my hand. He was very hard and ready but I liked rubbing him with my soft fingers, loved how his hard dick felt in my hand. His fingers on my nipples was making me want him to fuck me, my head was thrown back in pleasure, my hand starting to rub him faster and faster as I got more worked up. Soon the precum was pooling on the tip of his cock and I knew he was ready. 

"Up on all fours, baby," he ordered and I quickly moved into position, resting on my knees, my arms supporting me. He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips, sliding his cock into my wet pussy. He pushed all the way in and I gasped, he stayed still, deep inside of me, one hand coming around to fondle my nipple, before ever so slowly starting to move in and out of me. I bucked back against him and he smacked my ass, reaching up to grab my hair and pull it back. He slid even deeper into me but restricted my movements and I cried out, close to cumming already. 

He fucked me harder and harder as he pulled back on my hair and when he moved his hand from my nipple to my clit, I came on his cock. He stopped moving when he felt me cum, keeping the orgasmic high radiating through my body. My pussy clenched, muscles tightened around him as he began thrusting again, in and out and I my muscles kept contracting, one powerful orgasm bleeding into the next, over and over again, until he grew impossibly large in me and then let go, cumming inside of my tight wet pussy, crying out in a long wail that ended in my name. 

He pumped his sperm onto my cervix repeatedly, before collapsing down next to me, a sleepy spent look on his handsome face. I reached out to brush the hair from his eyes and looked deeply into his pretty brown eyes. He stared back, love shining back and forth between us and, for the moment, everything felt absolutely perfect.



Nothing is Random Ch. 05 Pt. 1



It had started as a joke. We were lying in bed, about a month ago, having just had a wonderful sex session when the topic of fantasies had come up. We were asking each other questions about things we wanted to do or had done and when we got to the idea of a threesome we both kind of lit up. Neither of us had ever done it, but the idea was more than intriguing. 

"We should totally do it!" I had said, half jokingly, testing the waters. 

"Really??!!" He had replied, reaching over with his hand to caress my breast as he watched my face and waited for my response.

I had hesitated before answering, not wanting to be hasty in my reply. "I think it would be fun."

"Wow. You're amazing, baby, but are you sure? Wait...are you thinking a guy or a girl?" He started rubbing my nipple, pulling on it just a little and starting my juices flowing as he again had studied my face.

"Either..." I said, knowing full well that he would pick a girl. Which was fine with me but I wanted to leave the door open for the future. His hand on my tit was making me moan and I wanted him again. Just thinking about the idea was obviously a turn on for the both of us.

"Definitely a girl!" He had replied, bringing his mouth to mine and kissing me as his hands roamed lower down my body. He reached my already wet pussy and began massaging my clit as we kissed. The discussion was put on hold as the heat rose between us and desire took over once again.

*****

Decision made, we set about finding a suitable person to join us. We had to be careful, no one that might get clingy or make things messy. We just wanted someone that we were both attracted to and that would not likely form an emotional attachment to either of us. This was not "Big Love" and I had no desires to share my man outside of the bedroom. I knew Joshua felt the same way so no crazy lesbians either. So, where did this leave us? 

I knew a couple of cute women from my daughter's school, but that had messy potential. Joshua worked with a couple of promising women but the workplace seemed dangerous. Just when things seemed hopeless, I remembered, Lucy, the pretty Asian receptionist at my salon. We had always had a friendly banter that I tried not to read too much into but always thought had bordered on flirtatious. She was petite with a killer figure and nice breasts, probably a D-cup, which on her looked even more fantastic than you might imagine. 

I knew she was happily married with a couple of kids so I thought the potential for trouble was low. As luck would have it I had a pedicure scheduled soon after so I decided to feel things out. We ended up chatting for quite a while after my appointment and I invited her to coffee the next day. I told Joshua of my plans but went alone as to not overwhelm her. 

When we met I was wearing a low cut pink t shirt and a pair of tight denim capris. My usual flip flops were on my feet and my toes were pretty and pink. I drove to the coffee shop somewhat apprehensively, I had never done anything like this before and I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to say. When I arrived I saw her sitting outside, she looked lovely, wearing a green tank top and a short black skirt. She rose when she saw me and we hugged a little longer then briefly before she sat back down and I headed into to get my drink, a skinny mocha. 

I rejoined her with my drink in hand and we launched into small talk, how are you, how's your family, the weather is great and other niceties. My heart was racing and I just wanted to get it over with so I steeled my nerves and went for it.

"So, Lucy, you might be wondering why I asked you here today," she nodded and I continued. "Well my boyfriend, his name's Joshua, we wanted to, well, try adding new things in the bedroom and..." my voice trailed off as our eyes met once again and realization popped into her pretty hazel eyes.

"Oh," she said, "you mean you want me to join you and him?" She said this with a shy smile so while I could tell she was a little surprised she wasn't turned off by the idea. 

"Umm, well, yeah," I said, ever the conversationalist. "If you want to, that is, and of course, you guys could meet before we made any final decisions," I finished, feeling bolstered by her apparent willingness. We maintained eye contact as she processed what I was offering. She licked her lips before she opened them to speak.

"I would love to meet your boyfriend, to discuss this a little further," she answered, flipping her back over her shoulder and giving me a glimpse of her cleavage. I had never really been into women but there was something about Lucy that turned me on. I tried not to stare but I felt a little transfixed by her. Her large breasts were pushing up against her shirt and were proudly displaying themselves in the low cut V of her top. I could imagine myself cupping them and sucking on her nipples. I shook my head to clear my thoughts when it dawned on me that I was staring. I again made eye contact and a knowing smile was on her face. 

We hung out a little while longer, exchanging extended looks and occasional light touches as we made small talk. A small current of electricity had begun to flow between us. We made plans later in the week for dinner with Joshua and me. When we parted we gave another hug, a little tighter, and I reveled momentarily in the feeling of her breasts up again mine. 

*****

The dinner with Joshua, Lucy and me had gone exceptionally well. It had ended with us having a few drinks, getting tipsy and taking turns making out in my living room. It hadn't gone further than that and a few grabs of each others boobs with Joshua watching, a bit of awe and disbelief on his face. Watching them kiss was equally arousing for me and I could easily imagine the three of us in various sexual positions. 

Once she had left, Joshua had fucked me in the living room for a long time, his cock larger and harder than ever. As he rammed me, I had orgasm after orgasm until he had finally exploded inside of me, then we got into the shower. He ate my pussy until I came again and then I sucked him off as he fucked my face, in bed, right before I fell asleep. If this is was the effect that having a third person in our bedroom, then I was more than ready to begin. 

So here we were, the magic night had approached us and I was so ready. I was wet just thinking about it. I dressed carefully, a short, tight purple dress with sheer black thigh highs held in place by a black suspender belt and underneath that a skimpy black g-string and a matching push up bra. I was wearing black heels and a bit of jewelry and makeup to finalize the look. I couldn't stop my mind from thinking of all the things we were going to do tonight. Joshua had rented a limo, we were going to first go to a comedy show to loosen up and let the sexual tension build. Then we were off to a lounge where we could have a few drinks and do a little dancing if the mood hit us. After that we were going to return to Joshua's house for the main event. Although I had a feeling things might get a little dirty in the limo as well. At least I hoped so. 

I had just finished getting ready when I heard the garage open. My heart leapt and I tapped my toe incessantly until he walked inside. When he saw me he did a double take and came to put his arms around me. He told me I looked beautiful and immediately started to assault my body with his hands. He loved it when I got dressed up and the special meaning behind tonight's outfit was a further turn on. I laughed and wriggled away from him and told him to go get ready. He reluctantly released me and went into the bedroom. 

"Oh, and I made a video for you to watch later," I called out to him once the door was closed. He thoroughly enjoyed watching me get ready and when he wasn't able to be there I would make seductive videos of my doing so as a gift. 

"Thanks, baby, can't wait!" He replied. I then walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I knew he wouldn't be long, he only had to change a few things from his work outfit to transition to evening. Sure enough, he emerged five minutes later, looking handsome and sexy in a grey suit, with a light blue top and a black tie. The sleeves were rolled up to the elbow in a cool casual way and the jacket was hanging over his arm. His defined chest looked great in the shirt and his legs and ass looked amazing in the pants. He was wearing black dress shoes and his hair was styled; he looked terrific and I told him so. We embraced again and made out a little in the kitchen, just when things started to get hot and heavy, we heard the honk from outside. The limo was here. I was tingling with excitement as we headed out to begin our evening.

*****

The comedy show had been fun. We had all had the requisite two drinks, although Joshua's second had been soda, I was grateful for that. I had pounded down two long island iced teas and the full extent of their effect had not been apparent until I tried to walk. Joshua had come to help support me on one side and Lucy on the other. I wasn't that unsteady but I wasn't about to turn down being in the middle of the two of them. During the show I had sat between them as well and we all took turns rubbing each other under the table. By the time the show had ended we were all pretty relaxed and more than a little aroused. We made our way to the limo. Part way there Lucy went a bit ahead of us and I stared at her short red dress, the way it hugged her ass and her 4 inch heels that made her legs look great. It still felt a little strange for me to be turned on by a woman but, at least, for tonight I was just going to go with it. 

We reached the limo and the driver held the door open for all of us. We ducked inside and Joshua immediately closed the privacy screen as we settled in. It was about a thirty minute drive to the club, more than enough time to get the party started. I could see Joshua's arousal through his pants and I was so wet I was practically dripping. I sat down next to Lucy and put my hand on her leg. Joshua sat across from us, ready to enjoy whatever show he was about to get. 

"You guys can kiss if you want, it's ok with me," he innocently suggested and we eagerly complied. Her mouth felt soft and gentle on mine as we slowly slipped our tongues into each other's mouths and started kissing passionately. My hands went her breasts as we kissed, cupping each of them just as I had imagined. I felt her hands come to mine as well, seeking out my nipples and rubbing them through my dress and bra. After a few minutes of this I stopped her and laid her back on the seat. I wanted to get closer to her, to play with her nipples with my hands and mouth. I undid the halter portion of her dress and pulled it down. I reached around and unclasped her bra, letting her large breasts fall free. She moaned as the air hit her nipples and when I put my thumb and forefinger on each of her them and began to slowly rub them her moans got more intense. 

"God damn baby, that is so hot! Lick her nipples, suck on them, fuck!" Joshua said, rubbing his already swollen cock through his pants. 

I brought my mouth down to her left nipple, keeping my hand on her right and licked all around the top. I then brought my mouth down further and began to slowly suck on her nipple, lightly biting it then letting go. I worked on one, while the other hand kept massaging her other, then I would switch. She was getting really worked up, and I wondered if I could make her cum just from playing with her nipples. I glanced up at Joshua and I saw he had taken out his cock and was stroking it with his hands, his eyes on us and what we were doing. I looked up at Lucy's face, she was lost in ecstasy and I decided to take it a step further. 

I was determined to make her cum before we got to the club so I slid my knees down to the ground and slid Lucy's dress up to her waist, and then moved her black thong away from her pussy. I took a breath before lightly flicking my tongue out to meet her clit. I started slowly but then began moving my tongue faster as Lucy brought her hands up to her nipples as I licked her pussy, focusing on her clit for a few seconds before moving to slide my tongue up and into her before returning to her clit. Her breathing became more and more erratic as I continued pleasuring her and when I started moving my tongue really slow in a circle around her clit, she let go, let out a long, high wail and she started to cum for me. Her pelvis thrust towards my mouth several times as she came and I kept licking slow, circling around, hitting all her little nerves there until she came again, almost as hard and then pushed my head away with her hands. 

She laid there, panting, a satisfied smile on her face. I then turned toward Joshua and took his cock from his hand and started stroking it with mine. I slid my mouth down towards it and started slowly licking the head of his hard cock. I then pushed it further into my mouth, easing my tongue down the shaft as I took him in my mouth. He was so turned on, I could tell by the way he was grasping my hair and pushing my head down further. He guided my head repeatedly up and down him, forcefully taking me, pushing into my throat and back out. It didn't take long until he was shooting his hot sperm into my mouth as I tried my best to swallow the copious amount he was spewing forth. He held my head in place until he was done, then he released me and sat back. 

I climbed up on the chair, to help Lucy with her dress. I pulled her up and she giggled and then clasped her bra. She then turned around so I could tie her dress for her. I couldn't resist grabbing her tits one more time and kissing her neck from behind. I slowly kneaded at her nipples, still so turned on and she closed her eyes and leaned back into me. My pussy was so wet and I knew we were almost there so I wasn't going to get off any time soon. I took my time suckling at her neck and rubbing her tits as Joshua continued to watch us, getting aroused again, when the driver pulled up and stopped. I disentangled myself from Lucy and we clamored out of the car, the smell of sex probably emanating from all of us. 

*****

We found a group of chairs in the corner of the club. We ordered drinks from the waitress and while waiting for them , I suggested to Joshua that he take Lucy out to the dancefloor. They eagerly complied and started dancing to a fast song. They looked great together and I loved watching their bodies move. I was so hot I considered going to the bathroom to masturbate but I decided instead to wait for them. The music soon changed to a slow song and my horniness went up a few notches when he wrapped her up in his arms. His hands trailed down to graze her ass and we made eye contact, smiling at one another, so happy things were going well. He rubbed her ass for a little while and she grinded up against him. When the music stopped they headed back in my direction. 

He sat down and I gestured that she should sit in his lap and she did, both legs off to one side. She reached down and kissed him and he kissed her back, soon their tongues were dancing and his hands were coming up to fondle her breasts. I was on the verge of touching myself right there in front of them and everyone else in the bar. Watching them make out and him touch her beautiful breasts was so much of a turn on. Once hand had trailed down to her thighs, slowly easing up her leg as one hand had worked its way into her dress and was massaging her nipple. They seemed unaware that they were in public and I was mesmerized by the sight before me. His hand creeped up even further, got dangerously close to her pussy then kept going. I waited for her to stop him but she seemed unable to and she allowed his hand to creep up further between her legs. We were tucked away in a corner and no one seemed to be paying attention to us. 

Her legs were pointed towards me and I was watching his hand slide up to her thong and push it aside. She spread her legs just enough to give him better access but not enough to show too much. She moaned a softly as he started grazing her lips with his hands, her hairless pussy so wet. He kept maneuvering her nipple as they kissed, moving his hand faster and faster as he found her clit with his fingers. He then moved his hand down to her pussy and slid his fingers inside her. At this point the whole bar could have been watching us but none of us cared. We were all lost in lust, his fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy as his thumb played with her clit. Her, eyes closed, soft moans rapidly coming from her as he pleasured her. Me watching the whole thing, on the verge just from the sight of this. Soon Lucy exploded, her whole body shaking as he continued working her pussy and her nipple. I knew how good he was at that, how good she must be feeling right now and I started feeling tingly and in need of a hard orgasm myself. 

When she was spent, he slipped his fingers out of her and thrust them into her mouth. She took them in and sucked at them. He looked over at me as she did this, he could see my desire in his eyes as he stared at me. "You need to cum, don't you baby?" he asked me lasciviously, with a twinkle in his eyes. 

I could only nod, staring at the two of them feeling a deep ache in my pussy and a strong need for a release. He pulled his hands from her mouth and tapped her ass, motioning at her to get up. "Let's finish our drinks then go back to the limo. I really want to get you two home!" 

...To Be Continued...