by Ivy Jordan
It was getting quite late, and the party was starting to wind down, there was only so much that people could drink anyways. We had a great time, and no one made any awkward videos. Mandy ended up passing out on the couch looking about as cute as can be, and Matt stood up ready to leave.
“I’m heading home, you guys.”
“You can’t drive home; you drank too much,” Hailey protested.
“Oh, no worries, little lady. I called a cab.”
“Why don’t you just stay?” I asked.
“I can’t. I have an early morning meeting tomorrow, and I can’t risk sleeping in. It’s just better if I go home.”
“Okay, man, thanks for everything. Have a good night.”
“Yeah, you, too.” I watched as Matt wobbled himself out the door, and I turned back to Hailey, who was staring at me.
“I guess we should probably hit the sack, as well; it’s getting late.”
I smiled, “Absolutely not. We are going to have some shots.”
“Shots?”
“Yes, come with me.” I grabbed her hand and led her from the patio towards the kitchen. I stumbled when I got into the kitchen and Hailey giggled at me. We were like two crazy high school kids screwing around together. Having her so close was really starting to turn me on. Just looking at her turned me on, I could scoop her up and take her to my bedroom in a second – I didn’t even care at that point about fucking things up.
“So what kind of shots are we doing?”
I shook my head, trying to clear it. I looked around the room and headed towards the cabinet where all the liquor was stored. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey and brought it back to the island that was in the middle of the kitchen.
“Whiskey? Oh God, you really are hardcore,” she said.
I grinned. Grabbing a couple of shot glasses from the cupboard, I poured us both a shot. I handed her one and said, “Ready?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”
We raised our glasses and down the hatch they went. I took mine pretty well, but Hailey started coughing and laughing at the same time. “Oh, man, that was brutal. No more shots.”
I was laughing, too. She looked cute as hell standing there sputtering after her shot.
“Sorry, maybe I should have picked something less harsh.”
She wiped at her eyes and stood there smiling. “No, that’s okay. I just don’t normally drink whiskey. I forgot how strong it is.”
I was looking in her eyes then, and her smile slowly disappeared as she stared back at me. Suddenly, I completely forgot why I didn’t want to fuck things up. In fact, as I moved closer to her, I couldn’t have cared less what those reasons were.
Chapter Twenty
Hailey
The whole evening had been a ball, and for the first time in awhile, I felt like I was actually living. I had been so stressed out with auditions and my career that I think for awhile I just stopped living – and that wasn’t like me. I had always been so strict about everything in my life because I wanted to be someone great eventually. I wanted my life to mean something.
That night with the group of us, everything had been perfect and just so much fun. Mandy and Matt had given up on the night, leaving Caleb and I to pick up the pieces. I would have been fine with crashing for the evening, but Caleb wanted to do shots, and I was game for anything.
So, there I found myself, my throat still burning from the whiskey shot as I stared into his eyes. There was something warming up between us, and I didn’t know what to do about it. Caleb made the decision for both of us when he kissed me.
It wasn’t like all the other kisses; it was hot and passionate. When his lips met mine, it was like something lit up inside of me, my whole body warmed up to him. His tongue was in my mouth, and I found myself eager to suck on it. He was hot and sexy, and I couldn’t seem to get enough of his kisses. I moaned underneath his kiss.
It was then that his hand found my breast and squeezed it. I gasped as I continued to taste his mouth, our kisses growing more passionate. When we parted, we just stared at each other, the heat between us nowhere near extinguished.
“I can taste the whiskey on your lips, Hailey.”
I grinned like an idiot. That was so hot. I loved the way he tasted, as well, whiskey or not.
Our tongues found each other when he kissed me again, and we began making out like we were in high school. His hands were in my hair, and our kisses became even more heated. I was breathless during our make out session, but it was so hot.
He grabbed my hand then and led me out of the kitchen. I wasn’t even thinking about what this would be for the two of us. I didn’t even care. My whole body was hot and ready for him. It had been so long for me. I hadn’t even dated or had sex with another man in over a year because I had been so focused on my career.
I couldn’t have said no to Caleb, even if I wanted to. My body needed him. I was hungry for his touch. It had been so long since I’d had sex that I ached for it.
He led me to his bedroom, where he lifted me up and tossed me on the bed. I giggled as he moved in between my legs. I was so incredibly turned on; I wasn't sure what he had in mind, but I was up for anything. My mind was racing as I watched him zip down his shorts. I couldn't believe what was happening between us – and yet it all felt so natural. We were both drunk, but neither of us cared about that; we just wanted to be as close as possible.
My thoughts suddenly shut down when he dropped his pants and then his underwear. I gasped at his forwardness. God, he is so hot. When our eyes met, he smiled. I couldn't help but smile back. I couldn't believe I was about to be fucked by Caleb in his bed; it was a little more than I could handle. The moment couldn't have been sexier.
His cock was hard, and it stood up ready for me. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I had thought about what he would look like naked, and I wasn’t disappointed. I had been right about his cock; it was nice and hard, thick enough to cause me immense pleasure. I fumbled with my bathing suit. I took off the top quickly...maybe too quickly, because he laughed. He bent down and pulled off my bikini bottoms and stared down at me.
“God, you are so beautiful. What a sexy girl you are, Hailey.”
He touched my pussy and smiled down at me. I had already grown wet with anticipation; I couldn't have been more excited to have him so close to me. I could see his cock and ached for it. I needed him badly, and just seeing his cock bob before me was enough to get me excited.
“Your pussy feels nice, Hailey; you're so wet.”
I moaned as he pushed a finger inside my pussy and finger fucked me. My eyes fluttered. God, that feels so good. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. I couldn't even think straight while he was touching me.
Am I really going to let him fuck me? I smiled as I thought about it. Yes, I was. I was going to let Caleb fuck me. I didn’t care about anything else right then. Hopefully, he fucked me really good. Who was I kidding? Of course, he was going to fuck me good. Look at the man; he was built to fuck me good. “Mmmm, that feels so good, Caleb.”
He bent down and smiled. I crushed his mouth with a kiss seeking out his tongue, sucking on it. The sound of his resulting moan thrilled me. I loved pleasing him and wanted to do more of it. I wanted to taste every inch of him. I needed his cock, though, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. He continued to kiss me as he finger fucked me, and I was bombarded with waves of pleasure from his fingers as I enjoyed his kisses.
He took his fingers out of me and put his hands on my bottom, squeezing it tight. I loved feeling his hands on me. I couldn't believe how turned on I was by his touch. I kissed his jawline, nipping at his throat. He growled, and I bit him even harder. My hands found his cock as I played with his balls before bending down. It looked incredible before me, and I ached to have it in my mouth.
He let out a long moan as his hands were lost in my hair. I sucked hard while massaging his balls. I loved the power I had when his cock was in my mouth. I controlled the pleasu
re that he got at that moment. His cock hit the back of my throat, and he called out my name.
My name had never sounded so wonderful. His voice was more of a growl, and it was just what I needed to make me even wetter. I moved in rhythm over his cock starting off slow then picking up the pace. My mouth moved onto his cock slowly at first and then his cock pounded into my mouth. I didn't want to make him cum right away, so I kept slowing things down.
“God, Hailey, that feels incredible. Wow, that is so good.”
I continued to suck him, twirling my tongue around his tip. His cock was hard in my mouth and taking it in brought me so much pleasure. I could feel myself getting wet all over again.
“Darling, I need to be inside you. Hailey, I'm going to fuck you so good. I can't wait to give you my cock.”
I slid him out of my mouth gently as he pushed me back on the bed. Seeing the fire in his eyes, I knew I was in for a night to remember. I lay back down onto the bed, spreading my legs for him. He looked at my pussy as if he was falling in love with it as he climbed on top of me. He finger fucked me fast, enjoying the look of ecstasy that came over my face.
“Oh, God... Caleb, come inside me, please. I want you so badly.” I marveled at the fact that I was doing something I never would have considered before, but things with Caleb seemed so normal that it shouldn't be any other way. I was more than happy to be fucked by him – in fact, I was aching to have his cock inside me. I couldn't wait any longer.
Resting my feet on his shoulders, he plunged deep inside me. I gasped as the full length of him went inside me, pumping in and out. I called out his name, which seemed to drive him mad. Everything about that man was incredible. Everything that I could ask for in a man.
“You feel amazing, Hailey; I can't get enough of you. What a tight pussy you have.”
I could barely think as waves of pleasure washed over me continuously. I had lost all ability to think and reason. I only saw him, felt him, and I had never felt so complete. I felt a tension build up inside of me, and I came on his cock, releasing an orgasm so strong it rocked my body.
He moved slowly and then gained some momentum. He pumped inside of me repeatedly until I felt another build up happening. I couldn’t believe how good he felt. It had been so long since I had sex that I had forgotten how wonderful it was to feel so close to someone. I couldn’t have asked for a better lover. He felt incredible all around me, and I felt faint as he pushed into me again and again.
“Oh, Caleb,” I moaned. I could take his cock every single day; he felt incredibly amazing.
I felt the build up increase, and I moaned as another orgasm took me over. I couldn’t get enough of him. He moved inside of me harder, and I called out his name. “Oh, Caleb, wow, that feels so good.”
He was looking down at me with a smile on his face. “God, you look incredible when you orgasm.”
I smiled up at him and couldn’t remember the last time that I felt so good. The idea that there would be consequences to that moment didn’t cross my mind. I needed him more than anything. I needed to feel fulfilled, and he was the right man for the job.
“Oh, Hailey, I’m going to cum.”
I groaned as he said those words, they sounded so hot. He came soon after and moaned loudly. He bent down and fell exhausted onto my chest. I kissed his head gently, putting my fingers through his hair. I felt so satisfied, I could have fallen asleep right then and there.
“That was amazing,” he murmured.
I smiled. “I'd say. Drinks and sex... Well, thank you very much, Caleb. Talk about a night to remember.”
He chuckled. “I'm glad you enjoyed it.”
I lay there feeling dizzy from the booze and the sex. He had felt so amazing between my legs – it was more than I could have asked for. He got up to use the bathroom, and I rolled over in bed, resting my head on the pillow. My whole body was warm from him, and I had a smile on my face. I had not felt that good in such a long time. Thinking of his hard body riding above me was the last thought that came into my head before I passed out.
Chapter Twenty-One
Caleb
Rolling over in bed, I worried that I would vomit. My head felt like it might implode on itself, and I just laid there feeling like hammered shit. In my experience, the best thing to do for a hangover was to eat something greasy and have some coffee. I would, of course, add my special shake to the mix to help with the situation.
I always regretted drinking so much when I woke up feeling like death. But it sure didn’t stop me from doing it in the first place.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Hailey beside me, looking more beautiful than she had ever looked before. The night before came crashing back, and I couldn’t help but smile. It had been the best sex that I had in awhile – and I knew good sex. We had both gotten way too drunk, and things got out of hand.
The smile left my face as I wondered how she was going to feel about the whole thing. Not good, probably. In fact, there was a very good chance that she was going to be mad. I rolled onto my back, deep in thought. She would want to kill me; she might blame the whole thing on me. Technically, I was her boss, and I definitely should have known better.
Will she quit and return to Georgia? The thought that I might have fucked up my situation it didn’t sit well with me, at all. I had a hard time regretting the night before, but I knew I would if she ended up leaving me and the job. That was the absolute worst thing that could happen. I needed to think of a plan, something to say to her that would make her stay, no matter what her reaction was. Though if she was pissed, there would be very little that I could do to stop her from walking out the door.
I silently got out of bed. I thought it was best to not be in the bed when she woke up. That could be an ugly scene. She could feel however she wanted to feel and then meet me in the kitchen for breakfast. I made my way to the bathroom. I slipped into a pair of jogging pants and a t-shirt and left the bedroom.
I hoped she would wake up feeling as great about the night before as I did, but I knew that was asking a lot. Heading into the kitchen, I saw the open liquor bottle and the shot glasses. My smile widened as I put the cap back on the bottle and set it in the cupboard. I placed the empty shot glasses in the kitchen sink and wiped down the counter.
It was like it never happened – and yet it did. I was so glad that it had happened. It was seriously an awesome night. I considered texting Matt to tell him about it but thought it was best to wait and see how Hailey reacted to the whole thing first. That would change the story that I told him.
Opening the fridge, I glanced inside. There were bacon and eggs, which sounded like a great breakfast. I could cut up some fruit, as well. I pulled out some strawberries and pineapple and set them on the counter. I went about fixing a pot of coffee so that it would brew while I cooked. The whole time I cut up fruit and kept an eye on the bacon in the pan, I couldn’t stop thinking about Hailey’s long legs and round bottom. She was extraordinary in so many ways.
She walked into the kitchen just as I was finishing the eggs, and I smiled at her. She looked at me sheepishly, a deer in the headlights look about her.
“Good morning.”
She sat down on a stool at the counter and didn’t say anything. Oh, shit.
“I hope you are hungry because I made a ton of food.” I grabbed a couple of plates and started nervously filling them. I didn’t know what else to say because she wasn’t saying anything herself. I worried that she was thinking of different ways to kill me.
“Caleb?”
I froze while filling the plates and turned to look at her. She held a worried expression, and I set down the plate.
“Yes?”
“About last night.”
I held up my hand. “Before you say anything, I just want to say that I know it was irresponsible and it wasn’t what you came here for. I don’t regret a moment of it, but I know that it complicates things a bit since you work for me.”
She nodded. “I just can’t be having
sex with you while we’re working together. I just don’t want to feel like I’m getting paid for that.” She looked down at the counter, and my face burned red.
“Oh God. I’m sorry, Hailey. Trust me, that is not how I see last night at all. It was just sex; it’s no big deal. I certainly don’t expect that as part of your job.”
She looked up at me and nodded. “Good. Sex is sex, that’s all it was.”
I smiled. “Did you at least enjoy yourself?”
She smiled back at me, and I was starting to feel less like I would be murdered. “Yes, I did. It was great, actually.”
“Damn right it was; it was amazing.”
She laughed awkwardly, and the air in the room was becoming less tension filled and becoming more relaxed.
“Are you hungry?”
“I’m starving.”
I nervously got her a plate together and set it in front of her. I then poured her a cup of coffee and set it down before her. I watched as she added cream and sugar to it, and she seemed to be okay with the situation. She got up to go to the fridge and grabbed a carton of orange juice and brought it to the table. I got myself a plate of food and a cup of coffee and sat down across from her. She focused on eating for awhile, and I dug in, as well.
We both sat there eating, lost in thought. I felt awkward about the whole thing, but there really wasn’t anything left to say. At least she wasn’t planning on leaving. I would just play things off like last night didn’t matter that much. There was nothing else left to do.
“I’m going to wake my sister up, make sure she’s not dead.”
“Oh shit, I forgot all about her. It’s a good thing I made lots of food.”
I got up to make another plate as she went to find her sister. I was glad we got the sex talk out of the way before her sister was in the kitchen. Though, I was sure the two of them would talk about it later on. A few minutes later, a rumpled Mandy came walking into the room.
