The touch of his lips had started to feel like home to me. It was more comfortable every time we kissed. I felt more relaxed and less self-conscious than any of the previous times we had been together. Which was weird since we were standing in the shower of the men’s locker room.
My hands pressed against his chest, and I wanted to feel his naked flesh under his T-shirt. I let my fingers make their way to the bottom hem of his shirt and slowly move back up his defined abs to his pecs. Josh wasn’t a big built guy, but his muscles were defined perfectly. I couldn’t feel an ounce of fat on his body, and instead felt the ripple of muscles everywhere my fingertips went.
He pressed up against me, and I could feel the bulge of his cock against my leg. Without thinking, I let my hands move to the waistline of his shorts and inside of them. I pressed my palms into his shorts and grasped at his pulsating organ.
Instantly, I ignited something in him that I wasn’t prepared for.
The docile kissing that we had exchanged turned into a fevered pace of motions. He tilted his head so his mouth and mine fit perfectly together and our tongues could thoroughly and completely enjoy each other. I felt my body getting wet with excitement and I could feel his cock as it grew harder and harder in my hands.
He grabbed my bra and tugged it roughly off over my head. Then with a short pause, he grabbed my shorts and panties and yanked them down to the ground in one swift movement. My little ploy to feel his girth had ended with me standing there totally naked.
Josh got down on his knees and kissed my body all the way to the ground. His hand held onto my thighs, and he pressed them open to give his tongue more access. He wanted to taste me again, and I wasn’t about to argue.
When he had laid me on his conference table, it had felt so wonderful that I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I willingly spread my legs and welcomed his delicious tongue into my pleasure center.
Then I started to second guess myself. Did I really want to be doing this right in the locker room of the gym? I didn’t know what to do. We were standing in the men’s locker room hiding in a shower. He couldn’t do this. I couldn’t do this. We were sure to get caught. All anyone had to do was look under the stall, and they would see two sets of feet in the shower.
His tongue licked slowly at first, and I reveled in the ecstasy that I felt. Nothing I had ever felt was as good as his tongue on my body like that. I wanted to feel it more; I wanted to feel it every day. Instead of dreaming about him, I wanted to have access to Josh anytime I wanted him.
I knew he wasn’t the relationship type of guy, but in my mind, I kept thinking about how great it would be to wake up next to Josh every morning.
Josh was the kind of guy girls dreamed about, including me. He ran his own company and owned his own very large home. He had money, but he didn’t flaunt it. Josh was intelligent and worldly, yet seemed very down to earth.
I did meet him in the middle of a BDSM club, that wasn’t a plus for him, at least in my book. But it was definitely a positive that he hadn’t been all dressed up in some weird outfit while he was there. I also thought it was a huge plus when he offered his driver and car to take my friends home. It certainly was in part because he wanted to get me alone, but still; it was a very sweet thing to do.
My breath quickened, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the full extent of what Josh was doing. His tongue was like a magician that moved around my body and knew just the right spots to bring me to the top of my rapture. It was impossible to think about anything else but his tongue and how great it made me feel.
There were two men’s voices in the locker room, and Josh stopped licking me. I froze out of fear that they would find me standing there naked in the men’s shower stall. My clothes were on the floor right near the door, and such very pink clothes they were.
We both stopped and didn’t move at all; the men seemed to get closer so Josh stood up and took his shirt and shorts off. He piled them on top of my clothes, just outside the shower stall. He must have sensed what I was thinking, and that we had to hide the pink clothes.
Without warning, Josh reached behind me and turned the shower on. The water came out cold at first, and I let out a screech as it hit my skin. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t think he would turn the water on, and I couldn’t hold back my surprise when he did.
Josh reached up and put his hand over my mouth to quiet me. He stood still for a moment to see if either of the two men came near. Luckily, their own showers had drowned out the noise from my scream. Or perhaps they just thought Josh was a very girly man.
The second Josh felt like things were safe, he did everything possible to get me to scream again. My scream seemed to arouse him even more than he already was.
He pulled me under the warm water with him, and his hands ran up and down my body. He explored the tips of my breasts and pulled on each of my nipples before moving his hands around and grabbing my ass. As he grabbed me and pulled me close to him, I got to feel his cock enlarged and next to me. His cock was beautiful, and I wanted to just sit down and stare at it for a little bit.
Josh grabbed my hand and brought it down to his cock. It was smooth and firm in my hands. He was big, at least in my opinion. Obviously, I didn’t have a lot of experience with cock, but he felt very large to me.
It was full and pulsated from his desire for me. I let my hand slide up and down his shaft as I imagined what it would feel like to have him inside of me. I really didn’t know how something as large as his cock would actually fit inside my body without causing horrible pain. Surely, if women could give birth to babies, they could adjust to any size of cock, or at least that was what I tried to tell myself as I continued to stroke him.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
I nodded my head yes as I looked at him.
“I’m going to make you cum now,” he said to me.
I didn’t respond. My brain didn’t register what he said until it was too late. His lips pressed against mine, and we tangled our tongues together in a passionate kiss. I loved to kiss Josh. It felt like our bodies were perfect for each other, and even our mouths fit just the right way as we moved our tongues.
Then I felt his thumb as it pressed on my clit. He moved it slowly at first, making a small circle around the bulge of pleasure on my body. His slow movements felt delightful, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was supposed to react. My mind raced back to a conversation I had had with Alyssa one time. She had told me all about how she screamed out when her orgasm hit her. But how would I know when to scream out, I had asked. She responded by telling me I would for sure know when to scream out because my body would be screaming.
I had heard about orgasms and how women screamed out in delight from other friends also. I didn’t know how to do that, but I didn’t want to disappoint Josh. I hoped I would be able to tell when the right moment had happened.
His fingers moved down and played with the wetness around my pussy. I wanted him. I wanted all of him, but not there in the shower. I didn’t want him like that. As great as our make out session in the shower was, I couldn’t have my first time be with a man in a shower.
We continued to kiss, and he pressed his thumb on my clit. I felt my body getting worked up. I could feel the pleasure as it built, but I just never felt like I wanted to scream. I felt disappointed and unsure of myself.
“Come home with me,” Josh said.
I wanted to be in bed with him, and if we had started this whole thing in his bed, I probably would already have slept with him. But as one of the men in the shower stall next to us turned off his water, I realized where we were. I realized that this whole situation couldn’t end well for us. Why did I keep kissing him, and why did we keep making out? I didn’t know how to stop myself when I was around him.
Josh wasn’t the kind of guy that liked to be in a relationship; he liked women. His adoration for women wasn’t something that I wanted to change, but it also meant that I would end up with a broken heart. I just needed to say no, i
f only I could resist him. He was the kind of guy that had his fun with a woman and then moved on. That wasn’t the kind of guy for me.
“Not today,” I said as I reached and turned the water off.
The disappointment in his eyes was tough, but he rebounded quickly and leaned in and gave me a kiss. It was a passionate kiss, but it felt different than before. He seemed very understanding of my refusal to go home with him.
Chapter 3
Josh
I knew it was a bad idea to start anything in the shower with Candice. I thought I could stop myself at simply kissing her, but I couldn’t. Just feeling her naked skin against mine had sent my entire body into overdrive. All I wanted was to press inside her and thrust her with my pleasure. She was into it; I could tell that. But fucking in the shower wasn’t a good place for your first time, even I knew that.
We rescheduled our meeting for the next day, and I was more determined than ever to keep things professional between us, at least at work. It was something that we would have to do if we wanted to have any sort of relationship outside of work.
If I could keep the work atmosphere professional, then I thought she might loosen up a bit and agree to go out with me again. Deep down, I knew I was making progress with her, and I needed to feel myself inside of her. I also really liked to be around her. Everything about her made me feel comfortable, and it was nice to have someone I could talk to. Not many of the past women I had been with were people that I actually enjoyed having conversations with.
Although work was crazy busy, my mind had been extremely distracted by Candice and my need to fuck her. I needed to make it happen so I could move on with things. Until I finally had her, I was going to be thinking about it all the time and not getting my work done.
“I found a few of those cyber books, but none of them are all that great,” Candice said as she entered my office with a stack full of manuscripts.
“Nothing in that giant tower of manuscripts is worth it?”
“Nope.”
“Have you actually read them all?”
“Well, some of them were so bad they weren’t worth reading past the first couple of pages,” Candice said as she made her way to the conference table.
She threw the stack of manuscripts right onto the spot where I had licked her only a few short weeks before. My mouth watered as I thought back on that day and how surprised she was. It was fun to play with her in the office, but I needed to keep things professional.
My mind vacillated between thoughts of throwing her onto the table and thoughts of keeping myself as professional as possible. It was a traditional battle of good versus evil, and for the moment, good was winning. I felt like even the slightest of change to the moment and I would utterly lose control, and I didn’t want that. One thing I prided myself on in business was my ability to maintain control.
My hand massaged the table as I thought about her laying on it with her skirt pulled up around her waist. Oh, how nice it would be to lift her up onto the table right then.
“So we have plenty of people writing in this genre, just nothing worth our time; at least so far,” Candice said to me as she looked at my hand on the table.
I could only hope that she also was thinking about what we had done in that exact spot. Hopefully, she had enjoyed that time just as much as I had. Perhaps she even had memories of it that got her excited, because I certainly did.
“Why don’t you pick a couple of the best books and write them a critique. Ask for them to resubmit with the updates.”
“That’s going to take a few weeks at least before they get back to us. This trend is really hot; we should keep looking for an author in the meantime.”
Candice sure was getting the hang of the publishing business. She had a knack for it, and I was really happy that I had hired her. Many other reviewers would have just picked the best manuscript from the stack and handed it to me to make me happy. Candice wasn’t worried about making me happy; she genuinely wanted the book to be good.
Insight like knowing what would make my business grow was so appreciated. It was hard to be in charge of an entire company, and I always was on the lookout for free thinkers who had an eye for business. My eyes were certainly on Candice, for her business sense as well as her many other assets.
“I’m willing to wait for a good book; keep your eye out, and I’ll put some feelers out to agents that I know. Let’s tentatively set a goal for one month from today to revisit this. Let the writers know they need to resubmit by then.”
“No problem. I’m excited about this project. I really feel like if we find the right book, it could take off.”
“I am too. I need a big hit for the company in order to continue growing.”
Candice appeared to eye me up and down and then smiled a dirty little smile. It was unexpected. She looked right at my cock and even raised her eyebrow.
“I like things that grow,” she said.
Her sexy undertone caught me off guard, but I liked it. She was feisty; it took everything I had inside of me to keep the conversation professional. Her wit and humor were constantly surprising me. I definitely wanted to continue to get to know her. If that meant I had to behave myself while at work, then I would behave myself.
“Well, I look forward to our long-lasting professional relationship. Have a great afternoon,” I said as I turned and walked toward my desk. “You can leave the crap manuscripts and just take the ones you are writing back with critiques.”
Candice appeared to be disappointed when I didn’t take her bait to flirt with her. But the more I thought about it, the more I really did need to keep things professional in the office. I liked having Candice around and looked forward to her opinion and help on growing our publishing list. The last thing I wanted was to break down the relationship. I needed to figure out how to balance the work thing and a private thing between us.
Candice turned and walked out the door with four or five of the manuscripts in her hands. She didn’t look back at me, and she seemed very annoyed that I didn’t play along.
Only a few short days before, she had been in my office and told me she wanted to keep things professional. I was just following her wishes; hopefully, she wouldn’t stay mad and would be able to go alone with me on this idea.
But we did need to talk about things. I wanted to see her outside of work, but I didn’t want things to be weird at work and certainly didn’t want it getting around the office that I was screwing her. I needed to invite her on another date so we could discuss what was going on between us.
Candice
Just as I left the building for the night and was heading to my car, I heard Josh yell from behind me.
“Man I like to be in the garages with you,” he teased.
“Oh yeah, you just remember how you seduced me the night we first met.”
“Oh no, it was you who seduced me.”
He knew it was him by far who had done the seducing that night. I could barely talk I was so enamored with him. I could still feel my knees and how they shook when Josh first kissed me.
“Are we far enough from the office that I can be unprofessional now?” Josh asked as he pulled me in close to him.
“Oh, I think we should be at least one hundred yards,” I joked.
“Let me make you dinner tonight. Nothing more, just a good meal at my house and good conversation. We can talk about work if you want or we can talk about anything else you would like.”
Josh smiled with such a genuine look on his face that it was hard for me to resist. He didn’t seem like he was trying to play a game or scam me into bed. He just seemed very genuine.
“Just dinner?”
“Yes, I would love to talk more about your ideas for future books. Or we could talk about non-business things if you would like.”
“So we are setting up our rules and regulations for our relationship?”
I didn’t mean to say the word relationship and wanted to take it back right after it came out of my
mouth. We weren’t in any sort of relationship, and I knew that. All we had done was make out a few times, certainly nothing about that justified calling what we had going on as an actual relationship.
Josh must have seen the look of dismay on my face, and he responded with the absolute best answer ever.
“Oral sex; whoops I mean, yes, let’s talk about our rules and regulations.”
I instantly turned bright red and put my head into my hands, but his willingness to joke about how I had misspoken in front of his friends was funny. I had to laugh. As soon as I started to laugh, so did Josh.
We laughed hysterically, and it was a good relief for me. I was tired of feeling like everything had to be so serious between us all the time. I knew he wanted to sleep with me, but I really didn’t want that kind of pressure with him. I liked being around him, and I did want to have sex with him; I just hadn’t felt the right moment yet.
My whole life had been waiting for the right moment. I didn’t necessarily want to save myself for the man I married. I just didn’t want to give myself to a man that I didn’t have strong feelings for. I wanted to look back on that moment as a wonderful memory, even if the relationship with that person never lasted.
“Yes, I’ll come to dinner,” I said as our laughter finally died down.
“Great, I’ll drive this time.”
Josh pressed the button on his car, and I heard the alarm sound beep. Instead of his Tesla, he had a Mustang convertible. It was a sleek black color with matching black leather interior. It was definitely a nice car but seemed a little more in my league than Josh’s. He had enough money to drive a Jaguar convertible; it seemed odd to me that he had chosen a Mustang.
“A Mustang?” I questioned.
“Oh yeah, I wanted one of these ever since I was a teenager. It was the first car I bought when I had money.”
It said something about a guy who still liked to drive around in a Mustang. It made him seem much more normal to me. Especially if I didn’t think about how many other cars he probably owned in his giant garage at his house.
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