1 comments/ 14530 views/ 6 favorites The Start of Something New Ch. 01 By: this_is_chris After 3 years, I found myself staring at my apartment as a single man. I don't know why it felt different, or why it looked different, but it did. I guess it had something to do with not having to worry about coming home and seeing her. 'Her' was my ex, Beth. We had met roughly 3 years ago and had, I thought, fallen in love with one another. Almost 3 months into our relationship, we had decided that she should move in with me so that we could spend more time together. Things had been great for the next two years, but towards the end of this year, things began to fall apart. We would suddenly argue and they'd last for days. It got to the point where we would break up, then calm down a few hours later and patch things up. This roller coaster went on for too long and, finally, we broke up for good. Now, with her belongings out of the apartment, it felt different and barren. While I didn't miss her, I missed the feeling of someone else's presence. Still, it was great to be away from her and on my own for some time. It only took a few weeks of this new, single - and slightly depressing - life for me to realize that I wanted someone back into my life. I dunno what it was; waking up alone, I think, was the number one thing. I detested the thought of going to sleep and waking up alone, not being able to curl up alongside someone special. Eh, I figured, sooner or later someone would come along. Until then, I planned to just wait it out. ***** It was a Saturday, a little after noon, when I heard a knock on my door. A little surprised, since I wasn't expecting company, I paused my show - just started up Arrested Development again for the 1500th time - and got up to answer the door. When I opened it, my eyes fell upon the cutest girl I had seen in a long time. "Hi," she said, a bright smile on her gorgeous face. She had short brown hair and was wearing black-framed glasses; on her, they seriously looked perfect. "My name's Jessie. I'm your new neighbor." "Hi Jessie," I replied, giving her an awkward smile. "I'm Chris, pleasure to meet you." I swung the door open wider and took a step away, unsure if I should invite her in or just talk right at my door. I guess she figured I had invited her in because, sure enough, she strode right in and looked around. "I just moved in," she began, making her way towards the couch in the living room, "from outta state." She plopped down on the couch and turned to me. I could feel a big smile on my face, which brought her to smile in return. "Make yourself comfortable," I said, a hint of sarcasm and joke in my tone, which prompted her to laugh. "Shit, sorry!" she quickly stood up but I shook my head. "No, no, I'm teasing you. Please, sit down." "You sure?" she asked. "Definitely," I replied. "Care for something to drink? I got some juice and some water." "What kinda juice?" she asked. I walked to the fridge and opened it, peering inside to see the contents. I hadn't gone shopping, something I had planned to do later in the day, but was relieved to see I still had some various juices left. "There's this V8 Strawberry-Banana stuff that's pretty good," I said, "and then your usual suspects; orange, apple, cherry limeade." "Ooooh, cherry limeade, please!" she answered. "What are we watching?" she added, which got me chuckling. "Well, I was watching my favorite show, Arrested Development. Ever seen it?" I grabbed two glasses from the shelf and poured the juice into both. Mine only filled halfway before the contents of the container emptied, much to my disapproval. "Dammit," I cursed under my breath, before I capped the container and set it into the bucket for recycled. I walked to the living room and handed her the glass with the most juice. "Yours," I said. "Why does mine have so much more than yours?" she asked. "I ran out." I sat down and took a long drink. That limeade always hit the spot. "Oh." She paused, then shrugged and took a sip. "Oh, to answer your question... Nope. I've never seen this show." I gasped. Audibly. "How is this possible?" I blurted out, my nerd-dom on full display. "This show is, like, the Holy Grail of comedy!" She chuckled, before sitting back into the couch and nodding to the television. "Then, play it." I shook my head, set my glass down and grabbed my PlayStation 3 remote. "Nah, I can't from here. You won't understand. I'll have to start from the beginning. Then, you'll have a reason to come back and watch the rest of the series with me." "Unless I hate it," she dryly remarked, which brought me to a pause. Immediately, her infectious laughter filled the room. "I'm teasing!" I couldn't help but smile; she was, without a doubt, one of the cooler people I've hung out with in... years. Over the next few hours, we watched a few shows, laughing and generally getting to know one another. I found out that she, too, had recently severed ties with a significant other and realized she needed to get away. An aunt in San Diego (my old neighbor) was going to move, so she told Jessie she could move into the apartment. Her aunt was apparently loaded and was nice enough to help Jessie get a new job and would help pay for her expenses here, until she was on her own two feet. I told her about my recent breakup, about Beth, about my life; she was real easy to just open up to and connect with. For the first time in a long time, I had met someone that put me completely at ease and made me feel comfortable. Only when I noticed the sun had begun to set did I notice the time. "Oh shit," I groaned, standing up and stretching. I didn't even realize we were watching some comedy flick, but the time caught me off-guard. Jessie, too, stood up and followed suit with stretching. "What's up?" she asked. She caught sight of the time and let out a gasp. "Holy crap, have we really been sitting here for this long?" "Yeah, no shit," I replied. "I mean, not that I didn't enjoy it." I turned to her and smiled; she, too, had a smile on her face. "But, I'm out of groceries and I ain't got nothing to cook tonight for dinner." Jessie reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're in luck!" she exclaimed. "Oh?" I asked, curious. Was she going to invite me over for dinner?" "Yep! Because, neither do I." There was a slight pause, then we both started laughing. "I actually needed to go shopping, too." "Well, let's go then?" I figured I'd ask; either she'll say yes or no, right? "Ok," she said, smiling and giving me a slight nod. "Cool, I'll drive us. Is there somewhere particular you had in mind?" She shook her head. "I don't know of many places around here. Wherever you shop, I'll go." We took off in my car down to the local grocery store. It didn't take too long for both of us to fill up our carts with food and whatnot. When we got back to the apartment building, I helped her put her stuff inside her apartment, then took mine in. Before we parted ways, I invited her over for dinner, to which she declined. "How about, you come here for dinner instead?" she asked. "It's only fair, right?" I thought about it, then nodded. "I guess so. I'll text you in an hour?" "Ok," she replied. "Wait, you don't have my number. What kinda scam you runnin here, boy?" We both laughed at her joke; her sense of humor was right up my alley. "Sorry, sorry. I forgot." I gave her my number, which she put in and called me. I picked up my phone and showed it to her. "You going to get that?" she asked. I hit 'Talk' on my phone. "Hey," I said into the receiver. "It'll be four ninety-five for the first minute, then two fifty every minute thereafter. If you accept the charges, press 1." I pressed 1, grinning at her the entire time. She never lost her smile as she continued on, saying, "You have selected-- Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I need to shower and cook. Anything you're allergic to?" I shut my phone off and slid it into my pocket, while she had slipped hers into her coat pocket. "Nah, not really. Just bad food, I imagine." She chuckled. "Well, I'll just text you when it's ready. See you inna few, Chris!" We gave each other a quick hug before disappearing into one another's apartments. Over the next hour, I put my groceries away, then went and took a shower. I got changed into some dark blue jeans (skinny jeans, no less) with a plain black shirt, a grey sweater and grey shoes. By the time I was fully dressed, I got a text from Jessie. -Hey! Food's ready. BRING YOURSELF OVER OR ELSE!- I found myself smiling at the text and quickly replied back. -Bringing an iguana. Named Eugene. He's hungry.- I didn't know an iguana; in fact, I hated reptiles. But I was always adding random things to my texts, so I figured why not? I left my apartment, locking the door behind me and going over to hers. I knocked on the door and waited for her to open it. When she opened the door, I found myself staring at her openly. She, too, had changed; though she was in a relaxed, casual outfit, she looked simply amazing. Like me, she had gone with blue jeans that hugged her legs and hips perfectly. She had tossed on a spaghetti-strap top that showed off her breasts; I don't know sizes all that well but they were amazing. Nothing too big or gross, and they weren't too small. I stepped inside and smiled at her, then turned my attention to her apartment. Aside from a few belongings, the place was devoid of that 'home' sense. She walked towards a small table and my eyes fell onto her perfect ass. I could already feel the blood rushing to my dick and I did my best to push those thoughts away. The last thing I needed was an erection in these jeans; they did little to hide when I was sporting major wood. I followed her to the table and took a seat. She brought two plates over and set them down; one in front of me and one on her placemat. She had cooked up some steak, mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables that were steamed. The scent hung in the air and brought my mouth to a water. "I bought some wine," she said, "in case you drink it?" Normally, I didn't drink, but for her, I'd make an exception. "Yeah, go ahead and pour us some," I said. It was a red wine that smelled extremely pleasant. After pouring in both of our glasses, she sat down and took her glass in her hand and lifted it. "Whatever shall we toast to?" she said in a mock regal tone. I grabbed mine and brought it close to hers. "To us?" I asked, then realized how forward that sounded. "I mean, to us having a good night." That didn't sound any better, but she gave me a grin. "To us," she said, then clinked our glasses together. I took a sip of the wine and let the contents sit on my tongue before swallowing. "This is great," I said. "Thank you so much for cooking me dinner. I don't remember the last time I've had someone actually cook me dinner that wasn't making minimum wage." She giggled at my joke and, for a few minutes, we ate in silence. Out of nowhere, she quit eating and said, "Chris, can I ask you something?" I nodded, my mouth stuffed with delicious food. "Are you having a good time tonight?" I grabbed my napkin and wiped at my mouth, chewing quick so I could speak without coming off like a glutton. When I finally could, I replied, "Of course I am. Why, am I not making you feel that way?" She shook her head. "No, it's not that. I just," she paused, then let out a groan. "Don't worry about it," I responded, reaching over the table to give her hand a quick squeeze. "I've not had this much fun in awhile." I smiled to reassure her, which seemed to do the trick. Immediately, she lightened up and, for the rest of the meal, was her jovial self that I had gotten to know throughout the day. When the meal was done, I took our dishes to the sink and set them inside. Jessie, meanwhile, refilled our wine glasses; at this time, it was our 3rd glass. I was a lightweight and could feel a buzz going on, and it felt like she was the same way, with how her cheeks had reddened. We moved to her couch and sat down. "Thanks again for the meal, Jessie. It was amazing." She began to blush as she replied, "Thanks, Chris. It's been awhile since I've had a carefree night like this." She took another sip of her wine, then set the glass down. "I can't believe we spent all that time in your living room! I had errands to do today and I pretty much blew them off." "I'm sorry," I apologized. I wasn't really sorry; I, too, had errands to run, but I had enjoyed her company so much so, that those errands completely left my mind. "No, don't be. I didn't mean it like that, it's just..." She paused, then took another sip of her wine. "With the ex, we just fought so much at the end, that I forgot what it's like to just sit around with someone and just lose track of time." "I know exactly what you mean," I said. I set my now-empty wine glass down. "My ex and I, it was so bad at the end, too. So I thank you for just having a fun day." She set her glass down, as well, and we leaned in close. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a hug, and she did the same. Unlike before, this wasn't quick; it seemed like neither of us wanted to let the other go. Eventually, I regretably slipped my arms away from her and pulled back, smiling from ear to ear. She, too, had a wide smile on her face. Our eyes locked and I couldn't pull my gaze from her. Everything told me to kiss her; to lean in and press my lips against hers, take her in my arms. I sighed, finally peeling my gaze away. "Jessie, I better go," I whispered, afraid I would ruin this budding relationship. "Okay," she whispered, though her voice was heavy. I stood up and stretched, though she remained seated. I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, which made her look up at me as I leaned away to stand upright again. Once more, she was smiling and, I could see in her eyes, the happiness and joy that she must've been feeling. "Do you think we could do this again?" she asked. "I have nothing planned tomorrow," I said, as she stood up and we both made our way to her door. "Neither do I," she replied, opening the door and letting me out. I stepped outside and she followed, though not too far; she leaned against her doorway and smiled at me as I walked towards my apartment. I walked with a sideways gait; my eyes were on her, smiling, while my body moved to my door. When I reached my apartment, I patted my pockets, then felt my jaw drop. "Goddammit!" I cursed, putting my face into my hands. "What's wro--ooooooh, you locked yourself out, huh?" I turned to her and nodded, bummed out. "I thought I had tossed them into my coat pocket, too. Ugh." "Well, if you can't get in, you could always crash here," she offered. I knelt down and lifted the small plant that I kept nearby for the spare key I had hidden in case of emergencies, such as this. I picked it up and turned to her, smiling. She, however, had lost her smile. "Oh, you have a spare," she deadpanned. I don't know why I did was I did next, but I don't think I had any control of myself. I set the plant down and stood up, shoving the key into my pocket. "What spare?" I asked, making my way back to her. She paused, then grinned as it dawned on her what I meant. I walked right up to her, wrapping my arms around her lower back. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was something else; I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers, kissing her softly. Her hands went to my face as she returned the kiss, our bodies pressed together as we embraced at the doorway. When I pulled away, she took my hand and led me inside. I shut the door behind us and locked it. "I dunno what came over me," I whispered, feeling a bit silly and forward, but confident at the same time. I had conflicting emotions, however; as attracted as I was to her, I didn't think I wanted to have sex tonight. I just had to have a taste of her, to see if she was what I wanted. "It's ok," she whispered back, a bright smile plastered on her face. "I would've slapped you if I wasn't waiting for you to do that since I stepped foot into your apartment." I quietly chuckled. "My, oh my, I had no idea," I said, speaking softly, low. I took her hand in mine and rubbed the back with my thumb. "If I had only known..." I let the words hang in the air. She led me towards the couch, where I sat down. She sat on my lap, straddling me, taking my face in her hands once again and kissing me. This time, there was passion and lust behind her actions; her hands left my face and slid across my chest and shoulders. I wasn't one of those super-ripped dudes - quite the contrary, I was pretty slender. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and undershirt, pulled them both off and tossed them aside. I had clean-shaved my chest and stomach (and a few other places) the night before and, thankfully, there was no real stubble. My hands went to her waist, where I slid them under her shirt and caressed her soft flesh. She broke the kiss, whispering, "Are we moving too fast?" Her hands were moving to her shirt, which she lifted and threw aside. My eyes moved to her chest, where she still wore a black lacy bra. Her skin, which was slightly pale, though very smooth, turned me on to no end. I responded to her question by leaning forward and kissing her at the top of her cleavage, which brought a soft moan from her lips. "I think we are," I said, looking up to her, "but if it's not going to be a brief fling, I'm ok with this." By this time, my dick has been aching for release from the confines of my jeans. Her crotch was pressed right up against my manhood and I knew she could feel it. "I hope it's not a fling," she replied. I pulled her close and kissed her passionately, wild. Her hands went to the back of her bra, which she unclasped and let fall from her body. Her nipples were hard and stood out from her body, a not-too-dark shade of pink that complimented her breasts perfectly. My hands slid down to my pants, undoing my belt, while I kicked off my shoes. She got the idea of what I was doing and stood up, backing away from me. I took this time to reach down and remove my shoes and socks, tossing them aside. She, in turn, had pulled her jeans down (at some point, she had removed her shoes, or maybe she had never worn any, I don't remember) and was wearing just a lacy pair of black panties. I could see her shaven pussy and it was all I wanted. I stood and pulled my jeans down and off, my erection tenting my boxers. I knelt down before her, kissing her stomach, but she stepped back. "Not tonight," she whispered, pulling me to my feet. "I need you inside of me, right now," she added. Her hands went to my boxers and, quickly, she pulled them down. My cock sprung out, aching for attention. Her eyes fell onto my member; her tongue ran over her lips. I returned the favor and slipped her panties off of her. I could smell her sex, hot and eager, waiting to be filled. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed, my cock pushing against her stomach. She moaned into my mouth. My hands went to her ass and I squeezed the soft flesh, caressing her skin while our tongues played with one another. She broke the kiss, only to take my hand and lead me to her room. Once we got inside, she climbed onto her bed and I followed right behind her. She lay on her back and I crawled on top of her. Her legs parted, exposing her glistening wet sex. As much as I wanted to marvel at her pussy, to eat her out, I knew she wanted one thing. I gripped the base of my cock and positioned it into her hole. In one thrust, I buried myself to the hilt into her pussy, which brought her to a loud moan. Her pussy was tight from the lack of attention it had been receiving, but it was so wet. Her legs wrapped around my lower back and I began to thrust in and out of her. I couldn't pull out too far, but my angle allowed for me to push in deep inside of her. Her hands went to my back, digging her nails into my flesh. I pressed my lips against hers, kissing her while she moaned and muttered incoherently. I felt her tense up and she arched her back, her mouth agape in a silent scream. After a few seconds, she gasped and looked to me. I took this time to slow down my movements; I stayed buried inside of her, but moved my hips in a small circle. The Start of Something New Ch. 02 I woke up the next morning with Jessica still asleep on top of me, her arm and leg sprawled over me. My body felt tight so I arched my back to stretch, which awoke her in the process. She leaned away, stretching herself while I sat up. "Mmm, good morning," I heard her murmur beside me. I turned to her and couldn't help but smile as I saw her looking up to me, a sleepy smile spread over her 'waking-up' face. She was so beautiful. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. "Good morning," I whispered, moving to my side to face her. I ran my hand through her short hair, looking deep into her eyes. I knew it'd take every ounce of energy I had to pull myself out of this bed. "What do you have planned today?" she asked, as her hand slowly drug across my side against my naked skin. "I gotta do laundry," I groaned, which brought a chuckle out of her. "I hate doing laundry," I added, rolling to my back and yawning. She took his opportunity to wrap her arm around my waist and pull herself tight against me. "I'll do your laundry for you," she said. "Just bring it over inna bit and I'll do it." "You're too sweet," I said, "but it's ok. I can't have you doing my errands." "I don't mind." Her voice was sweet, soft, angelic; it was hard to resist her offer. "Well, if only you let me help you out with... whatever you may need?" I chuckled as I fumbled over my question. "Sure. Just bring it by after lunch?" I nodded then sat up, climbing out of the bed. I stood there naked, having pulled the sheet off of both of us. I turned back to her and stared openly at her naked figure, admiring her smooth, soft skin. I felt the blood rise in my dick and, immediately, her eyes dropped from my face to my groin. "Well, look who's up," she remarked, winking at me. "After lunch," I said, giving her a wink of my own before walking out of the bedroom. "No fair!" she called out, getting up and chasing after me. I made it to the couch before she caught up to me, pushing me down onto the couch. Laughing, I crashed down against the couch facefirst, and she took no time straddling my lower back. She let up enough for me to turn over onto my back, before sitting down again, her sex pressed up against my hard cock. I could feel the moistness of her smooth pussy rubbing against my length. She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me passionately; lust seemed to seep from every pore in her body as she took control. She continued to grind her pussy against my length, her hands gliding across my chest. My hands went to her back, down to her ass where I cupped her flesh, guiding her through her own gyrations. Her lips parted from mine, a smirk on her face. She reached under herself, gripping the base of my shaft while she slightly lifted her hips. Her eyes opened, locking onto mine, as she aligned my cock with her hole. She sank down, impaling herself onto my member, which brought a gasp from her. I shifted my weight, pushing up deep into her so I wouldn't slip out and moved into a sitting position. Her arms wrapped against my neck, her hands in my hair, gripping tight, while she began to slide up and down my dick. I moved my hands to her waist, helping her move up and down. Her eyes closed, her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she focused solely on the task at hand. She kept her pace even; sliding up slow, coming down quicker so that our flesh slapped against one another. Eventually, she began to quicken, her body dropping down harder on my dick. Her grip tightened on my hair, her gasps turned into moans; I felt her come down hard, quick, and push down with all her might. Her pussy gripped my cock and tightened, her body coming to an orgasm. Her body slumped against mine, a slight layer of sweat on her body. I lifted her up off of me and helped her lie down onto the couch. I crawled between her legs, sliding my cock into her once again. I grabbed her waist and began to thrust into her; since she had just loosened up, I didn't bother going slow. I slid in and out of her, my balls slapping against her. Her left hand went to my right, taking a hold of it while her right went to her breast and played with her nipple. She bit down on her bottom lip again, moaning loudly as I heightened my pace. "Oh baby," she moaned, "oh, Christopher." My name on her lips sounded nothing short of perfection. I leaned down and kissed her softly on her chin. Her hands swooped up and took my face in her grip, pulling her mouth to mine. I kissed her hard while I kept my pace up. She moaned into my mouth, muttering something I couldn't make out. I pulled my mouth away, lifting myself to a better position. I quickened my pace, slamming into her with reckless abandon, feeling my balls tighten. She threw her head back, her mouth agape in a silent scream as another orgasm ripped through her. As it lingered, she let out a moan when I pulled out of her. I gripped my cock quick and jerked off, sending thick streams of cum across her stomach. One of the spurts even roped across her left breast; I had never shot so much before. "Jesus," she let out, giggling as she looked down at her torso. "Sorry," I whispered, out of breath and my body sweating. "Nothing to be sorry for," she said, wrapping her arms around me. I hugged her the best I could without pressing my body against her. She noticed and laughed, trying to pull me down. "Come on! It's YOUR mess, sir!" I laughed in return, trying to pull away. She relented and I stood up, reaching down to help her to her feet. She lifted herself up and kissed me on the lips softly. When she pulled away, she just stared at me for a few seconds. It felt like she was struggling with words, so I decided to help her out. "Is there something you want to say?" I asked, obviously aware that she did. "I know this is sudden but," she looked down to her feet, then back up to my eyes. "I know this is sudden but I feel very strongly about you." I smiled. "I would hope so after last night and this morning." She took my hand in hers. "Last night, you said you didn't want this to be a brief fling." She paused. I waited for her to continue. "Did you mean that?" I nodded. "Yes. The way I see it now, umm..." I prayed my next words didn't get me laughed out of her apartment. "I see it, we're together now." Her face lit up with a bright smile. She leapt into me, pressing our bodies together in a tight hug. I caressed her back while she held me close. "I'm perfectly fine with that!" she exclaimed. She pulled away, then giggled at the sight of my stomach now smeared with my cum. I looked down and grimaced, then followed with a shrug. "I'll just go home and shower, babe," I said. "I'll text you when I'm going to get lunch, ok?" "Yes, ok," she said, still grinning and glowing. I kissed her quickly on the cheek, before I threw my clothes on. "Make sure you toss those into the dirty pile!" I laughed at her comment. "Go on and shower, I'm gonna head to my place." She nodded as I made my way to her door. I let myself out, making sure not to open it wide enough for someone to get a peek at her. Before I shut her door, I locked the handle so that she didn't have to worry about it. I walked to my door and dug the key out of my pocket, unlocked my door and went inside. On the countertop was my wallet, keys and my cellphone. I couldn't help but laugh as I shut my door and locked it behind me. "Fucking kidding me," I muttered as I set the spare down next to the others. I grabbed my phone and took it with me to the couch, flipping it open to see if anyone had called. To my surprise, I had 5 missed calls from an unknown number, as well as 2 voicemails. I furrowed my brow, wondering who had been trying to get a hold of me so badly. I dressed down, threw my dirty clothes into the hamper and walked into my bathroom. Setting the phone down, I turned on the shower and jumped in. The hot water felt incredible against my skin, washing away the signs of the events from earlier. In the shower, I reflected back about what had happened. About how amazing it had been to be with her; how quickly we had connected; how quickly I felt comfortable with her, around her. My phone went off, buzzing loudly, snapping me out of my reverie. I turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing my towel quick to dry my hand. I snatched my phone up and hit talk, then brought it to my ear. In my haste, I didn't check the number. "Hello?" I asked. "Hi." My jaw dropped. My heart sank. It was 'her'. "Yes?" I asked, my voice dead of emotions. The last person I wanted to hear from was Beth. "I just wanted to see how you were doing?" she asked, her voice polite. I wanted to laugh. "Me? I'm terrific. You?" My voice had a nasty tone to it. I wanted her to hear the venom in my words. "I'm ok, just sitting here at home. I was looking at some pictures of us and it got me thinking about how much I've missed you." That line there did it; I laughed into the phone. "Oh, you missed me? Really?" "Yes!" I could hear the pain in her voice. "What do you want? I just stepped out of the shower and I've got plans." "I'm sure you do. Listen, could I come over for a few so we could talk?" "No." I hung up the phone and set it down, then began to dry myself off. Not ten seconds later, my phone was ringing again. I let the towel go and grabbed the phone, answering it. "Hello?" I asked. "Chris!" Beth yelled, her voice obviously angry. "I'm coming over right now." "Good luck getting in." "I'll just buzz everyone until someone lets me in. If I got to be difficult, I'll be difficult. Would be better if you just let me come up." I sighed. I didn't want to deal with this, not right now. "Okay," I relented, groaning with disapproval. "Hurry up, please. I have plans at lunch." I hung up the phone and walked into my bedroom, getting myself dressed. My happiness from earlier had faded and I was nothing short of miserable. I turned on my television, hoping to find something to brighten my mood, but nothing appealed to me. When my buzzer went off, I stood up and walked over to it. I pressed the 'Open Gate' button and then opened my door, standing at the doorway. Beth quickly made her way up, wearing a short white skirt that showed off her tanned legs, followed by a halter top, which exposed a lot of cleavage. She had loved being tanned and, in all honestly, it looked like she had recently went to the tanning salon. Her dark blonde hair fell past her shoulders in curls. She had worn beach shoes and her white purse hung over her left shoulder. She came to me and smiled, extending her arms out. "Don't I get a hug?" she asked. "No," I replied, nodding inside. "Come on, let's make this quick." As Beth made her way inside, Jessica's door opened and she stepped out, freshly showered with a bag of trash while she held a bad of trash. She caught Beth walking in and, immediately, I could see the hurt in her eyes. I tried to think of something I could do to reassure her, but all I could do was smile. She smiled back, but I could tell she had the wrong idea. I stepped inside, shut the door and walked into the bathroom, where I had left my phone. "So, how've you been?" Beth called out as I opened my phone's keyboard and immediately began typing out a message. "I've been ok, you?" I called out as I sent Jessica a message: -It's Beth. Don't worry.- I shut my phone and slipped it into my shorts pocket, then walked into the living room. Beth had sat down onto the couch and was surfing the Netflix queue. I walked into the kitchen and took out 2 bottles of water, shut the door and made my way over to her. "Same ole, same ole," she replied, stopping at some movie I had never heard of before. "Seen it?" I looked to the screen as I handed her a bottle. "No, I've not. Look, what do you want?" I asked, my tone one of disinterest. I wanted her out of here as soon as possible. She pointed at me; more correct, she pointed at my crotch. "That," she said, grinning while looking right at me. "I've been thinking about that all day. I need it. I miss it." I stared at her, then began to laugh. "Get the fuck out of here," I said, unable to contain my laughter. "You came here, thinking I would fuck you? Are you serious?" She stood up and walked right up to me. I took a step back as she tried to lean in, which only upset her more. I felt my phone go off in my pocket. "You're the one who's half-dressed!" In my defense, I was in shorts and a tanktop, opting to wait before putting on a shirt. "No I'm not!" I protested. Quicker than I could react, she reached down and grabbed the waistband of my shorts, then yanked them down, taking my boxers in the process. She looked down at my limp cock, which I hurriedly covered with my hands. "BETH!" I yelled, kneeling down to pull my boxers and shorts back up. "Get the fuck out of here, I'm serious." I walked to the door and opened it. Beth, infuriated, grabbed her purse and stormed over to me. "FINE! FUCK YOU CHRIS. PIECE OF SHIT MOTHERFUCKER!" I rolled my eyes and waited for her to leave. "Goodbye, Beth," I said, my tone sarcastic. "I came over here to do you a favor, and you're seriously going to reject me? Pffft. Fuck you. You had a good thing and you let it slip away." I nodded and said, "I know, Beth. Goodbye, Beth." She stormed away, going on and on about how much of an idiot I was and how I would never find pussy like hers. A few of my neighbors poked their heads out of their doors - Jessica, included - while I just waved goodbye to Beth. Once she had left the premises, I turned and walked into my apartment, shutting the door behind me. All I felt was anger and disappointment; anger at myself for believing that Beth could actually behave, since she's been unable to do that for the last few months. I didn't know what to do, I felt so lousy. My phone went off and I wanted to throw it. Grabbing it out of my pocket, I saw I had 2 unread texts. I hit the 'Messages' and found they had both come from Jessica. The first one simply said: -I trust you. :)- while the second one read: -What the hell is going on?- I really didn't feel like explaining it, so I just threw my phone at the couch, then stormed into my bedroom and slammed the door. I felt drained and it wasn't even 10am yet. I just fell onto my bed and lied there on my stomach, staring at the wall, wondering why I had let this happen. Why did I give Beth the benefit of the doubt that she would actually behave? At some point, I drifted off to sleep, because I suddenly woke up as I heard a knock on my door. I wiped my face and looked at the time, surprised it now read 12:48pm. "Shit," I muttered, standing up and stretching. I walked out of the room and into the living room, where whoever was at the door knocked again. I opened the door, not even bothering to check to see who it was. I looked sleepily at Jessica, who wore a concerned expression. "You okay?" she asked. She quickly stepped inside as I took a step back and shut the door behind her. "Yeah, I just fell asleep," I slowly replied, dragging myself to the couch. I plopped down and Jessica sat beside me, her hand on my arm, as I grabbed my phone and opened it. Once again, I had missed calls from Beth, as well as voicemails. There was also the unread messages icon from earlier. I chose that first. "I texted you but you never replied." "Yeah, I didn't want to be near my phone." My tone was sharp and I didn't mean to be to Jessica; I was hoping she would understand. "I just want her out of my fucking life," I added, leaning back against the couch and closing my phone. I didn't want to deal with it right now, or ever. Jessica took this opportunity to curl up right next to me and wrap her arm around my chest, pulling herself close to me. "I'm sorry, baby," she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "I couldn't believe she did that." I moved Jessica's arm from me and stood up, feeling my anger start to boil over. "SERIOUSLY!" I yelled, pacing back and forth. I squeezed my phone in my hand until my knuckles went white, then clenched my teeth tight. I wanted to throw it, but I didn't want to break it. Instead, I exhaled and lobbed in at the kitchen, where it clattered against the ground. I turned back to Jessica. "I cannot believe she had the fucking NERVE to come into here, like she owns the fucking place. Tries to get me to FUCK her, then blows up when I reject her!" Jessica's expression was one of bewilderment at these turn of events. "Wait, she wanted to have sex?!" she asked, looking at me with a hint of resentment. I turned to her and threw my hands up. "If I had known, I wouldn't have let her come over! She said she wanted to talk and, ugh, I believed her. She pulled my shorts down and tried to get at my dick, but I threw her out. THAT is what caused the blow up outside." Jessica stood up then. "So, you didn't have sex with her then?" Her tone was one of slight disbelief, as if she needed proof. "No, why in the hell would I?" I shook my head, feeling like I just couldn't shake the unpleasantness of Beth. It was as if her being here for not even ten minutes had plagued the entire apartment. I wanted to just clean the entire place, or get rid of it and start anew. Jessica came by then and wrapped her arms around me, and I realized that there was no other place I wanted to be than right there in her arms. I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head, rubbing her back softly. "Can we just run away?" I asked her, as we stood in place. I wanted to, right then and there, just pack up and move away from this city, this state, be done with it all. "I'll go wherever you go," Jessica whispered. I lifted her face to mine, pressing her lips against mine for a slow kiss. I withdrew from her, giving her my best smile. Trouble was, I was still sour because of Beth. I plopped down onto the couch and sighed, rubbing my face with my hands. I felt Jessica settle down beside me. "Let's just watch a movie, to help cool you down." I nodded. "Yeah, that'd probably be best," I said as I flicked on the television and began flipping through channels. I heard my phone buzzing in the kitchen. "Goddammit," I muttered, but Jessica quickly stood up, went and grabbed it for me. "Some unknown number," she said, then handed it to me. I waved it off. "Nah, answer it." Jessica looked at me weird, then hit talk and brought the phone to her ear. "Umm, hello?" she asked, looking at me and shrugging. "No, this isn't Chris." I smirked. "No, he's busy. I can take a message?" She paused, then her jaw dropped. "PREGNANT?!" she nearly yelled as she quickly turned to me. The Start of Something New Ch. 02 This is part two, hope you enjoy! * The feelings rushing through this new young couple were totally unexpected; both of them have never been in a relationship before. But wow, they were learning a lot! Jake was realizing that his touch could drive Abby crazy; he loved the way she reacted to his soft touches on her pussy. How he loved the moans she let out as his fingers played with her wet pussy, wow it's so wet and he was doing that to her. And Abby well she didn't know what to expect, maybe she was a bit naive but she seemed to be doing things right, she continued stroking his cock, juices were flowing out of Jakes cock, leaking over Abby's hands, Jake was encouraging her and saying how good it felt. Abby smiled and laughed as she felt Jake shiver, his whole body jerked, his cock throbbing in her hand, she wasn't sure what had happened but after it passed he looked at her and all she could see in his eyes was a hunger. A hunger for her, for her body that she had never seen before that look turned her heart inside out. Wow Abby thought he wants me, I just gave him pleasure and he looks at me like he just wants to take all my clothes off! Abby grinned at Jake and he pulled his hand away from her wet pussy, and pulled her close to him. 'I need a minute' said Jake, not because he had cum, but because he had never felt that before. The rush of pleasure that had swept over him was just a taste of what could come, he knew that but wow no women had ever wanted to make that happen for him. Abby looked at Jake he was quiet all off a sudden, she wasn't sure what to do but she asked him 'what was that, when you started to shiver,' Jake answered 'it was like a rush of pleasure, I haven't felt anything like that before' he leaned his head onto her shoulder and said 'wow.' The sun had now set and it was getting dark, Abby couldn't remember seeing the sun set. But she figured it was time to head of somewhere else. She asked Jake if he wanted to go get a drink at a local cafe and they packed things up and walked back to the car. Jake wasn't sure how to act now, after he felt the pleasure rush through him they suddenly stopped making out and now it seemed they would go to a cafe and then go home. He really didn't want the night to end like that, he was so horny he had to adjust the bulge in his pants as they put the picnic things back in the car. All he could think about now was wanting to see Abby beautiful boobs and her cute bum and well everything, he had clumsily groped her boobs before but he wanted to actually touch them, feel the soft skin and taste them. He wanted to make her feel loved, he wanted to take all her clothes off and touch her skin and kiss her everywhere. Jake hoped in the driver seat and watched as Abby sat herself in the passenger seat. When she had closed her door he leaned over and kissed her, it was a kiss that made Abby feel the heat in her pussy again. It was dark outside now and everyone who had been sitting in the park had packed up as well and left. They were the only ones in the carpark, Jake loved it that no one could see them, they weren't being watched it was just him and her. The kiss drew Abby in, it was like her body was humming and she moved to put her hands onto his chest and around his neck. The kiss swept both of them in again, and their mouths moulded together. Jakes tongue pushed its way into her mouth, but this time he took it slowly he tasted every part of her mouth oh she tasted so good. He moved his tongue under hers and she moaned as he moved it in and out of that warm little area. Abby's moan made him realize that his penis was pushing against his pants just asking to be let out, he wanted her mouth on his penis wanted her to take him deep inside her throat. Abby's body was buzzing again, from her toes to her head she couldn't control her urges anymore. The feel of Jakes tongue darting in and out of her mouth made her so wet, she knew that the wetness must be dripping out now. Jake stopped the kiss and they looked at each other, they were both breathing heavily. Jake asked Abby 'take your undies off', Abby looked at him a bit shocked but did what he asked, he helped her pull it down from her knees and over her toes and he threw it onto the back seat. She laughed at him but looked back at Jake a bit shyly not knowing what to do next. But Jake knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to taste her, he wanted to lick her pussy, and suck on her clit and make her feel what he had before. He pulled her skirt up slowly so that he could see the little patch of short black hair, he asked her 'did you shave it' Abby just nodded, she didn't want to admit that she had waxed it and shaved it hoping that this would happen. Jakes hands started to roam her legs and her thighs not touching her hot pussy but teasing her. Abby automatically spread her legs wider wanting him to touch her pussy, which he did. With his gentle hands he glided over her warm clit and opened her up so that he could push his finger very lightly into her opening. Abby moaned a little as he did this wanting to feel something inside her. Jake moved in his seat and bent over so that he was breathing over her warm pussy, and he started to lick her clit every so lightly. Abby held her breath as she felt for the first time his warm tongue licking her. The sensation was incredible and she moved her hips up slightly just that she could feel his tongue more. Jake moved his tongue deeper into the folds or her warm pussy and moved his hands up and down her legs, she felt so smooth and tasty, he could taste her juices now so he dipped his tongue in her pussy and lapped her up. He knew this was driving her crazy as her hips started to push up against him. Jake loved to taste of her and the feel of her flesh so warm and he sucked on her clit and licked her until she moaned loudly in his ear and her body started to shake. He didn't stop, even when she started to relax again, he decided he wanted to know when it felt like inside her. So he slowly moved his hand to her pussy teasing her with his fingers and slowly he pushed a finger inside her. Abby sucked in a breath and he quickly looked at her wondering if he had hurt her but she just closed her eyes and sighed. He pushed his fingers further in loving the feel of her so warm and wet and tight inside her, but as he kept pushing he felt a barrier and he quickly thought to himself that must be her hymen. So he pulled back his finger even though Abby was again pushing her hips against him, and he said to her I don't want to break that seal, not yet. Abby just nodded she wasn't too sure about doing that yet either, but it felt so good having something inside her. She kissed him, knowing that they had just shared something very special and knowing that she wanted more and more to be with him and to know his body as well. Jake put his arms around Abby, hugging her, comforting her, respecting her. He took Abby's head in his hands, looked into her eyes, and kissed her, showing Abby his love for who she is. They cuddled for a little longer, both slightly dozing off, Jake said, "time for bed?" Abby agreed, but not wanting to stop cuddling, Jake kissed her once again and said " lets go, ill drive home" Abby rested her hand on Jakes thigh, as they drove home. What an amazing day together, Jake walked Abby to her front door, kissed and hugged her goodnight, not wanting to leave, but he had too, and Jake promised to see her again tomorrow, saying "ill pick you up in the morning" Goodbye! To be continued...