by Lexi Archer
So fucking hot.
And I'd lost control.
Todd had been there too. Todd had witnessed me blowing another man, and our relationship wasn't over. Our engagement wasn't broken. Instead he was leaning against a balcony at Kylie's house with a goofy grin on his face looking out over the large lake.
Of course he had just gotten a blowjob from Kylie. I knew how good she was. And it's not like a blowjob was something he got very often from me. I blushed as I thought of that.
I didn't give my fiancé blowjobs too terribly often, but I'd been more than happy to get down on my knees for Eric. I'd been more than happy to act like his little slut and do something I wouldn't do for Todd.
Besides, that blowjob had felt so wonderful. It’d been intense in a way that it wasn't with Todd. I told myself it was just that it was a new experience. I told myself that it was just that I was so hot from years of pent-up energy where Eric was concerned. That had to be what it was, because I didn’t want to think about the alternative.
I was standing in Kylie's massive living room looking through the huge picture windows. The lake sparkled down below.
Todd hadn't noticed me standing behind him. I wasn't sure about going out to talk to him. I didn't know what I was going to say. What could I say given everything that’d just happened?
"What are you thinking?"
I resisted the urge to jump, or maybe to run through the windows. It was only Kylie after all. Damn her and her ability to sneak up on me.
Of course I was also just a little annoyed that she'd caught me staring at Todd. Why should I be reluctant to go out and talk to my fucking fiancé of all people? I should be able to talk to him about anything, and yet I couldn't bring myself to talk about tonight. More than anything I was reluctant to get pulled into a conversation that would inevitably lead to Eric.
I hadn't exactly lied to Todd when I said there wasn't an old boyfriend to worry about. I hadn't exactly been telling the truth either. I knew there was one hell of a complication waiting if Eric showed up and I hadn't warned Todd.
Not to mention I didn't even know what to think about Eric. I was happy with Todd. Todd was safe. Todd was reliable. Todd was everything I should be looking for in a man, and yet there was something undeniably irresistible about Eric. There was something about the way he looked at me that made me lose all control, and I wasn't sure I liked that even if I loved it in the moment. Even if Todd seemed to love watching me with Eric, as crazy as that was.
Just another crazy thing that we needed to talk about. That I was afraid to talk about. Damn it. I was so fucking confused.
"I've really fucked things up," I whispered.
"What are you talking about?" Kylie asked.
I turned to look at my friend and my breath caught. It’d been so long since I'd seen her in her pajamas. It was something I used to see almost every weekend. My eyes ran up and down that tight fitting outfit and then I stopped myself.
That was more crazy. Why would I be looking Kylie up and down like that? It was just as crazy as earlier when we’d hugged and I didn't want to let go.
I looked out to Todd. Maybe I was looking at her in that tight tank top and equally tight shorts, it didn't look like there was any underwear on underneath, because I was thinking about how he’d be looking at her. She did look damn hot. Just as hot today as back when I left.
I felt a pang of guilt. I'd been busy with school, but I hadn't made much of an effort to keep in touch with Kylie beyond a few quick texts or conversations when we were both online at the same time. Still, she hadn't made much of an effort to keep in touch with me either.
That didn't stop me from feeling bad about it.
Kylie moved forward until she was standing right next to me. And when I say she was standing right next to me I mean she was right fucking next to me. So close that I’d just need to move forward maybe half an inch and we'd be touching. So close that I could feel the heat radiating off of her body.
Was that heat radiating off of her body? Why would there be heat radiating off of her body when she was standing next to me?
I glanced out to Todd again. Was it because she was looking at my fiancée? Was that what this was about, or was it something else? Something that I dared not admit even to myself?
Once more I pushed those thoughts out of my head.
"Are you sure you've ruined anything?" Kylie asked.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
She shrugged. "I'm just saying. You were awfully quick to jump back with Eric when you got the opportunity."
I fixed her with my best withering glare. Not that it had any effect on her. No, she was used to me glaring at her. It’d happened often enough in the past.
"You mean you pushed me into his arms with that dare?"
She shrugged again, that infuriating gesture. "I gave you plenty of wiggle room to get out of that. I'm not the one who pulled him back there and started giving him a blowjob."
"Yeah, but you were more than happy to give my fiancé a blowjob," I said, more heat creeping into my voice than I'd originally intended, but I couldn't deny how I felt.
There could be consequences to the dare game, and I was relearning that the hard way. Kylie surprised me by reaching out and grabbing my hand. Then my other one. She looked into my eyes, her own eyes moving back and forth as she searched my expression.
"Does that really bother you?" Because if it does I'll stop. I know we might not have talked much over the past few years, but I still value our friendship," she said.
I stared into those deep pools. And I found myself thinking crazy thoughts again. I found myself thinking about how easy it would be for me to lean forward and press my lips against hers. It was weird, but in a way being separated from her for several years was making me look at her with new eyes.
Or maybe it was causing me to look at her in a way I always had, but had been too afraid to acknowledge back when she was my best friend.
Only now I was seeing her in that way I'd maybe seen her when we were friends. In a way that I'd been afraid to admit then, but now that there was a little bit of distance it seemed my body was less afraid to admit it.
Even if my brain was completely freaking out. The rational side of me didn't know what to do. Why was I thinking about leaning forward and kissing her?
"Sarah?" she asked.
Kylie's mouth was hanging open and she was still staring at me. I almost could fantasize that she was thinking about the same thing, but of course that was nuts.
I shook my head. "Sorry," I said. "I got a little distracted."
"I know what you're talking about," Kylie muttered, but she didn't elaborate and so I didn't press the matter.
I sighed. "No, of course I'm not mad at you. I'm just having to adjust to getting back into this after so many years. Hell, I got with Todd partly because he was safer, partly because he was so different from what I'd known here, and especially after the disaster with Eric…"
Kylie shook her head and then she pulled me into a hug. A hug that had our bodies pressing together and suddenly thoughts about this night, thoughts about Eric, thoughts about anything but the feeling of my friend's tight body pressed against my own, the feeling of her tits pressing into mine, escaped my mind.
I felt lightheaded. I felt incredible. I felt like all I wanted was to run my hand down to her shorts and…
Damn it. I was not going to think like that. I was not going to give into these thoughts. I hadn't given into them years ago, and I wasn't going to entertain them now!
I pulled away from the hug. That was a dangerous hug, no matter how good it felt. Maybe it was a dangerous hug precisely because of how good it felt. Either way, it needed to end, and so I did. Reluctantly.
"Did you ever wonder if maybe you got with the wrong guy?" Kylie asked.
I blinked. I wanted to be mad at her, but when I opened my mouth I found that the angry words weren't there. I found that what she'd just said was dangerously close to dangerous
thoughts that’d already been running through the back of my head.
This damn reunion. I should've never come, damn it.
I looked out to Todd. He was still staring off into the distance. I really needed to have a conversation about everything that had happened tonight.
"I don't know," I said. "I love Todd. I think that it's just that Eric is…"
"The one who got away?" Kylie asked.
I smiled. A thin smile. "I wouldn't say he's the one that got away so much as he's the one that I caught, gutted, and then threw to the sharks."
Kylie smiled. "You're the one who said it, not me."
I gave her a playful smack on the shoulder. "You're supposed to make me feel better, not agree with my negative assessment!"
"What can I say? The truth hurts sometimes."
"Besides," I said. "He'd be heartbroken if…"
"If what?" Kylie said.
I couldn't bring myself to say it. Even giving voice to the thoughts that were darkening the back of my mind would be too much. It felt like it would be a betrayal. It felt like admitting it would somehow make it real, and there was a part of me that desperately didn't want those thoughts to be real.
So just like the thoughts I was having about Kylie I pushed down on them. Only they weren't going away, no matter how hard I tried. Whether we're talking about Todd or Kylie.
Kylie seemed to be reading my mind again. "Hey," she said. "Don't worry about his heart breaking. I'll be more than happy to take his mind off of things if you decide to run off with Eric!"
I grinned. "I'm sure you would, you slut!"
"Guilty as charged!" she said.
She took a step closer to me, and once more I was painfully aware of how nice she smelled. I was painfully aware of how good it felt having her so close to me. Maybe it was that I was already doing so many crazy things on this trip, and the weekend had just started. Maybe it was because I'd had a few drinks back at the bowling alley. Maybe it was because I'd had one hell of a hot experience at the bowling alley but still hadn't gotten any relief of my own, if you catch my drift.
We stood there in silence for a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, staring into one another's eyes. And once more I found myself thinking it would be so nice to lean forward and press my lips against hers. I leaned in and felt her heat. I found myself imagining all the wonderful things we might get up to.
Someone cleared their throat. I was immediately pulled out of that moment. I turned to see Todd standing there staring at us, looking between the two of us with an odd smile on his face.
"Todd," I said. "How long have you been standing there?"
He shrugged. "Since about the time you were wondering if you got with the wrong guy."
I felt a bolt of fear run through me. He wasn't supposed to overhear that I having doubts after just one night back home at a reunion. But more than anything I found myself wondering why he was just standing there if he'd heard that.
No, he wasn't just standing there. He was staring at the two of us. He was staring with an intensity that almost matched anything Eric had ever done. Only I realized with another surprised jolt that he wasn't staring at me with that intensity.
No, he was staring at Kylie. I looked to my friend. I thought about how they'd reacted to each other tonight. How they'd hit it off so well.
I wondered if there was something more than my forbidden tryst with Eric going on here. I wondered how I felt about that, but I wasn't given an opportunity to process it. No, Todd stepped in and short-circuited that.
"Seeing the two of you like this has suddenly brought a dare to mind," he said. "A dare I've been thinking about ever since I first saw the two of you hugging earlier today."
"What dare is that?" I whispered.
I suddenly felt unsure of myself around my fiancé. Around my own damn fiancé! This was the man I was supposed to marry, and yet there were new complications to the dare game that had me reconsidering everything in our relationship.
That I was reconsidering so many things in our relationship, that I’d even agreed to go along with the dare game in the first place, had me wondering about our future.
I still loved him, but there was just so much happening and I was so damned confused. About how I felt about Eric, Todd, and Kylie.
Though it seemed Eric was about to clear up some of the uncertainty.
"I saw that Kylie has a pool out there overlooking the lake," Todd said. "And I was thinking it might be kind of hot to see the two of you going for a swim in that pool."
Kylie grinned and I shrugged. "That seems fair enough. Do you want us to skinny dip or something?"
"Yeah," I said. "What's the catch?"
If anything Todd's grin grew even wider. "While you're swimming I want the two of you to work out some of this unresolved sexual tension that seems to be going on here."
I swallowed and looked at Kylie. A smile slowly crept across her face. And as I saw that smile on her face I smiled myself. This was going to be an interesting dare.
22
Eric
I looked up the road that was seemingly going off into forever. Lines going by in my headlights. I looked off to the left and I could clearly see lights from lake houses off in the distance. The lake where they were having one hell of a reunion party tomorrow. The lake where even now Sarah was staying with her future husband and Kylie.
I kept running over the events of the evening. I kept thinking about how she'd repeatedly apologized to me for what she'd done years ago. I have to admit it was difficult to just forgive five years of anger, but at the same time I couldn't help but think she was being sincere.
I was coming up to a crossroads. Literally, I was coming up on a crossroads. It was a four-way stop where the highway intersected with the road that went from the lake into town.
If I continued going straight then I could hit the interstate and be back home in a few hours. I hadn't had so much to drink that I couldn't make that drive.
If I turned right I'd be heading into town. I'd be heading back to my parents' house where I said I'd be staying the night. Sure I hadn't actually told my parents I was in town. I'd originally just planned on breezing into town, hitting the bowling alley, and then getting the hell out of here as quickly as possible.
I figured it would be a nice surprise for them on the off chance I decided to stay, and I wouldn't have to listen to my mom whining about how I never came home if I decided not to stay.
If I turned left I'd be going out towards the lake. Out to Sarah. I’d declined Kylie's invitation, but Sarah had definitely been a little disappointed when I declined that invitation.
I thought back to that apology again. I thought back to my dick answer. I'd been just as much an asshole tonight as she'd been to me years ago. I'd told her she could keep apologizing until I decided to accept the apology, only I hadn't accepted the apology. Not even after she'd given me that hellacious blowjob while her fiancé was watching.
Her fiancé. What the hell was going on with that? I had a sexual bucket list that included some pretty wild things, but I’d never thought of getting a blowjob from a woman while her fiancé watched. Oh and that girl also happened to be the girl of my dreams who I'd never really gotten over thank you very much.
No, that had never been on the list, and yet it had appeared on my sexual bucket list and been checked off almost in the same breath tonight.
I pulled up to the stoplight. At this time of night it flashed red in all four directions. It's not like there was any traffic out here. I had time to sit here and think.
Going back to my home in the city. Going to my old home in town. Going out to the lake.
I figured I could find Kylie's house. At least I could figure out where she was if her parents hadn't moved in the five years since graduation. Knowing who lived at what lake house was something that was drilled into you in this town, even if I wasn't the type to go out to those parties.
I thought about Sarah out there. They were prob
ably all asleep. I was probably being ridiculous. The idea of going out there was idiotic.
As idiotic as coming here in the first place.
I let out a low growl. Why the hell couldn't I get that woman out of my mind?
Five years I'd been thinking about her, even after everything she'd done to me. Five years I'd been comparing every girl I'd gotten with to her. Five years where I hadn't been in a relationship because I was so fucked up from that night.
Sure some of that was my fault. It couldn't all fall on her. Yet I couldn't deny that she'd had a profound impact on my life. On my dating life in particular, even if I'd had a major confidence boost from all the life changes I'd made since.
I couldn't get that girl out of my head no matter how hard I tried, and I didn't see that changing if I skipped town. I was in desperate need of some sort of closure, and closure wasn't waiting for me on the interstate. Closure wasn't waiting for me back at my parents' house.
No, there was only one place where I could find that.
I grinned. Well, closure and maybe a little bit of fun in the same vein as what had happened earlier was waiting for me out there. Assuming they weren’t all asleep, though something told me Sarah wouldn’t be that pissed off at an unannounced visit even if they were asleep.
I made my decision at the same time a car honked behind me and I was pulled out of my reverie. I looked up in the rearview mirror and saw someone flashing their brights. I raised my hand, though I wasn't sure if they could even see me.
Whatever. I put on my turn signal.
I turned left. I accelerated towards the sparkling lights out by the lake. Sarah, fate, and destiny were waiting.
Maybe.
23
Todd
