by DD Sparxx
“What? That’s the next logical question.” She cocked her head and held her hands up in a what gives motion.
“I’m not sure.” I admitted. “I would’ve yesterday, but Baz threw on the brakes and said we should wait a little bit. My thoughts are that if we only have a month, we should get to it. I want to. I feel things with him, physically, that I’ve never felt before. Like ever. And, as my best friend, I trust him to show me how to be casual with everything.”
“I have a feeling it’ll be easier for him to keep it casual. He’s a guy and he’s had a lot of practice.” She reached over and touched my hand. “Just be careful, Gem. Remember, this started because Geoff mentioned he thought you were in love with Baz. You know how that song “No Promises” by Cheat Codes goes, about just be careful, love ain’t simple. It’s so true. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
“Believe me, I’m going into this with my eyes wide opened. I plan to remind myself daily that this is a temporary situation. That way, when it’s over, I’ll be ok. I won’t let myself get caught up in it.” She looked at me skeptically. “I’ll be ok. I want this. I know what I’m doing.”
“I know you’re a grown adult woman, who is going to make her own decisions, but I want you to know that with sex it’s easier for men to remain unattached emotionally than it is for women…” she was shaking her head at me and looking at the ground. “I just want to make sure you know what you’re getting into.”
“It’s all good, Harp. And it’s Baz. We even discussed ending it early if one of us felt like it might hurt our friendship. We put some, ah, rules in place. Besides you, Baz is my best friend. I won’t do anything that would cause me to lose that friendship.”
“Ok, if you say so. Then I’m all for you letting your freak flag fly!” She started cracking up.
“You’re such a dork,” my own laughter joined hers.
“I know, but that’s why you love me,” she was smiling as she took another sip of her wine.
“Yes, it is.” I sipped from my own glass.
“So, what’s next? Are you going to see him tonight?” She leaned back into the couch and pulled her feet up, cross-legged.
“I was planning on seeing him tonight, but last night he mentioned he was ‘teaching me anticipation’, so I’m thinking about turning the tables and giving him a healthy dose of anticipation right back.” I smiled thinking about how hard he was when I got out of the car last night.
“Aren’t you seeing Dr. Williams tomorrow?” When I nodded she continued, “What do you think she’ll say about your decision? You are going to tell her, right?”
“Yeah, I plan on telling her. But honestly, it’s not like I’m looking for her permission to do adult things. I think she’ll be happy for my breakthrough. At least, I consider it a breakthrough.”
“Well, I will say you look happier than I’ve seen you in a really long time. So, this arrangement, as you put it, seems to agree with you.” She truly looked like she meant it.
“Thank you,” I couldn’t stop smiling. “I feel so alive again!” I hugged my arms around myself and shrugged with excitement. “It’s been such a long time. And, Baz is just Mr. Right Now. But I definitely have renewed hope that this means I’ll be able to have the whole enchilada with some man someday. So, enough about my weekend. What did you guys end up doing, besides having marathon sex Saturday morning.”
She put a finger to her temple like she was thinking, “Hmmm, let me think, we shagged some more yesterday, and then I sat around and waited for my best friend in the world to call and share her weekend with me,” she finished, cocking her head sideways.
“Ugh, I’m sorry! I was too busy to cum to the phone,” I laughed. “Pun fully intended!”
We finished the bottle of wine and chatted a while more. She told me about her work day and the hellacious woman she had to deal with on the phone. Hours had passed by the time we had finally gotten all caught up. She glanced at her watch, then got up to leave.
“I better run. Eli will be waiting for dinner. I have no clue what I am making either. Maybe I’ll stop and grab a rotisserie chicken from grocery store on the way home. Those always make for a quick dinner. Let me know how it goes tonight and tomorrow with Dr. Williams.” She was slipping her shoes back on.
“I will. Thanks for stopping by,” I leaned in to hug her goodbye.
“Of course, what else are overbearing, best friends for?” She placed a hand over her heart in mock sincerity and laughed, then waved over her shoulder as she made her way to the car.
I waved back. God, I loved her. I was so blessed to have her in my life. I knew she had some really valid points about Baz and this situation too. I just needed to make sure I kept things light between us. Maybe a night off was a good idea. I’d show him a thing or two about anticipation. Plus, if I got most of my work done today, I could play a little more this week.
Another smile spread across my face as I thought about us getting together this week.
Anticipation might be just what the doctor ordered.
10
Baz
I looked at the clock. Almost 5:30pm. Gemma should have gotten the flowers by now. I wonder what she thought of them. And why hadn’t I received a phone call?
A soft rap on the door disrupted my thoughts.
“Come in,” I barked, turning in my seat.
Laura, my secretary, leaned in. “Do you need anything else before I take off for the night?”
Laura took my stern attitude in stride, she knew my business voice well, and she was an amazing secretary. She was pretty, really pretty. She had red hair, light blue eyes, and was tall with a slender build. And while I was certain she’d be a good time in the sack, I maintained a strict no-dipping-the-wick-in-company-ink policy.
“All good, thanks for checking. I’ll see you in the morning. Have a good night.” At my nod, she turned and closed the door behind her.
I looked at my cell again. I did tell her I would call her at the end of my work day, maybe she was waiting for me? Why was I obsessing about this? We were just two friends helping each other out. Granted, she didn’t realize she was helping me as much as I was helping her, but that didn’t matter. Don’t fuck this up. The voice in my head had been making comments like that all day. I had no plans of fucking things up though. I was giving Gem exactly what she’s asked for.
No strings attached, sexual gratification. Exactly what I was good at. Plain and simple.
Except, she was the only woman, aside from my mother and Harper, I had ever cared about. And the way I cared about her was completely different from how I cared about the other two.
You agreed to this to help get her out of your system in a sexual way. Once this month is over, you can refocus your efforts on your friendship. So that someday, she can find her happily ever after. With a man that will make her happy and give her everything she deserves in life.
I grabbed my cell and rechecked the time. Fifteen whole minutes had passed since I’d last looked. I couldn’t wait to leave work and get to Gemma, to feel her softness pressed against me. Just as I was setting it back down, it rang. I quickly snatched it back up and looked at the caller ID.
Not Gemma. I answered anyways.
“Ella, hi. How’s it going?” I forced myself to sound happy to be hearing from her. I was happy to hear from her, but I would’ve preferred it be Gemma calling.
“It’s going!” She laughed. “Super busy! I got your message, though, and wanted to make sure I got back to you before the end of the night. Sorry it took me so long. It’s been like a mad house today. I’m just now finally driving home. I had a couple showings earlier and three closings. Plus, Ford and I have been debating on listing his condo, so I was pulling comps for him on his area, too. Anyways, enough about me and my day. Let’s talk about you and the property you want to make an offer on. Which one was it that grabbed your attention?” I liked that even though I was a personal acquaintance, when it came to real estate, she brought the
conversation right back to business.
I told her about the Scottsdale property and what I wanted to offer. We discussed numbers a little bit, how I wanted my information to appear on the offer, and she wanted to know if there was a specific title company I wanted to work with. Once we ironed out all the details, she told me she’d email me the paper work to sign electronically later on this evening.
“Ok, great. Do you need anything else?” I asked.
“Nope, this should do it. If I forgot something, I’ll shoot you a text. Give me a little time to get home, traffic is still a little thicker than normal.” I could hear horns honking in the background.
“No worries. Take your time. I’ve got all night. I’ll keep my eyes peeled for your email. In the meantime, drive safe and give Ford my best. Tell him he still owes me a beer.” I smirked thinking about how I whooped him on the golf course.
“Will do. He’s on the road, but I’m sure once he’s back he’ll make good on it. Ok, I’m gonna run. Even hands-free is distracting in this traffic. I’ll text you later on, once I send the paperwork over. Let me know if you have any questions.”
“Will do. Thanks again, Ella.” I truly appreciated her help. If this deal went this smoothly all the way through I would definitely be using her moving forward.
“No, thank you. Thanks for taking a shot on a residential agent trying to cross over to commercial. I’ll catch ya later.”
“Bye.” I checked the time again when I hung up. 6:12pm. Where was Gemma? My cock had been hard more times than I cared to think about today. I was ready for a proper release. I walked to my door and looked out into the deserted office space, fully dark without a body in sight. The doors automatically locked from the inside at 5:30pm, so I knew I was truly alone. I decided to send off a text.
“Hey, precious. How’s your day been?” I set the phone down, grabbed my bottled water and walked over to the windows that overlooked the mountains in the distance. I heard my phone chime as I took a long drag and smirked in response.
“Good and busy! I got a lot done with the engagement photos I shot last week. Then, I had this delivery guy knock on my door and give me the most gorgeous flowers.” A picture of said flowers popped up. I’d have to thank Roman for making sure the bouquet was exactly to my specs. “Thank you,” popped up right below the picture.
“You are most welcome. I’m glad you like them.” I typed back.
“How could someone not like them? I adore them. They were extremely thoughtful.”
“How’s everything feeling today?” I was hoping she felt great. I waited impatiently as the bubbles appeared.
“Everything feels amazing.” More thought bubbles. Another picture, this one of her hand cupping her tit, her pink nipple poking out between her thumb and pointer finger. I swallowed hard, blood rushed south as my cock surged to life. It wasn’t like I had never gotten dirty texts before, but this was Gemma. My sweet, innocent, precious Gemma. Had she ever sent texts like this to someone else? I shook the thought from my head.
“What’s your night look like?” I wanted her to be free, but after seeing that picture, even if she was, I knew we wouldn’t have enough time for what I wanted to do. I wanted to bury my face between her breasts, then her thighs, and then finally claim her body with my cock.
“Actually, I still have a lot of work to get done.” What? Seriously? Was she having second thoughts about our arrangement? No, she wouldn’t have sent you that sexy as hell picture if she was.
“Everything ok?” I scrunched my face in concentration as I waited for her response.
“Uh huh.” This was followed by another picture of her hand descending down her flat abs into the waistband of a pair of lacy panties. My cock was throbbing.
Fuck it. I was alone. I sat at my desk and pulled out my cock. I sent her a picture of me stroking it. Just how far was she going to take this sexting?
“Is that hard cock for me?” Popped up almost instantly after my screen said the pic was delivered.
“Sure is. Is that pussy of yours wet?” I was certain it was. If my dick was this hard, I was certain she was as turned on as I was.
“Maybe…” Maybe? She was such a tease.
“I thought we promised complete honesty yesterday?” I challenged.
Next text was a picture of her soaked panties hanging off her fingertips. “I guess, I was a little wet. I figured I should take them off.”
I was through texting. If she didn’t want me to come over I was at least going to hear her voice while I jerked off. It only rang once before she answered.
“Hi, Baz,” her voice was throaty when she answered, her arousal evident. I could tell I was on speaker phone.
“Hi, precious. Those panties looked pretty wet.”
“Yeah, they were. That cock looked pretty hard.” She countered.
“It is. You sure you’re too busy with work to meet up tonight?” I stroked my length again.
“Well, I want to get this work done so I can cut out early the rest of the week. I have a feeling I could have a lot of late nights ahead of me, and I’m not talking about work in that respect, I’m talking about pure pleasure.”
“Ok, then. We’ll go with another first for you. Phone sex,” I paused waiting for her to confirm or deny that it was her first time. When she didn’t say anything, I asked, “Have you done this before, precious?”
“No,” she whispered loudly.
“Are you touching yourself right now?” I closed my eyes and listened to her sexy little noises coming through the phone, I knew the answer before she even said it.
“Yes,” it was hissed out. “Tell me what to do,” tumbled out immediately afterwards.
“Tell me what you’re already doing.” I leaned further back in my chair and yanked my pants lower, until they were down around my knees and lifted my shirt around my chest.
“Unh, I’m touching myself.” Her moans coming through the line were making me want to jump in the car, go straight there and take over for her.
“How are you touching yourself?” I’d make her give up all her inhibitions before we hung up this phone.
“I’m squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. Tugging on them like you did yesterday.”
“Does it feel good?” I could see her in my mind. Her tits had fit perfectly in my hands yesterday, I couldn’t wait to get them in my hands again and to suck on her nipples. I hadn’t gotten around to getting my mouth on them yesterday, but my mouth was definitely watering now just thinking about it.
“Uh huh,” her words were getting softer and breathier.
“Good, I’m stroking my cock picturing you touching yourself. Are you in your room?” I wanted to paint the scene in my mind.
“No, I’m on the couch,” she giggled lightly when she said it. “I can’t see the couch without thinking of you now.”
“I’m going to make you feel like that about every single piece of furniture that graces your house,” I growled out. “Part those amazing thighs for me. Slide your hand down and spread your wetness around your pussy.” I could hear her breathing increase.
“Fuck, it feels so good. I’m sooooo wet, Baz.” My name came out on a long moan. “I love hearing you say dirty things to me.”
“Good, because I like saying them. Keep touching yourself. I’m still stroking my cock. I’m so fucking hard listening to you. I could cum at any second. Tell me when you’re about to cum so I can let go with you.” I turned the setting to speaker phone and set it down on my desk, then slid my free hand to my balls and gently touched them while I stroked. I could picture her clearly in my mind, spread out on the couch, one hand between her legs and the other on her breast. I stroked faster.
“I’m getting close. Soooo close.” I could hear the urgency in her voice.
“That’s right, cum for me. Work that clit, go faster. Imagine it’s my tongue.”
“Ohhhhhhhh, oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck, I’m cumming. I’m fucking cumming,” her voice trembled as she moaned o
n and on.
And as soon as I heard her moans, before she even said she was cumming, my hand instinctively sped up and I hit the finish line with her.
“Ahhhh, ah fuck, Gem,” I grunted, as strand after strand of cum shot across my hand and stomach. My head dropped to the headrest of my office chair as I caught my breath. I could hear Gemma’s labored breathing coming through the line still.
I looked at myself covered in cum, then reached for the tissue box at the corner of my desk to clean up. I laughed out loud at myself.
“What’s so funny?” Gemma’s voice rang out into the office.
“Well, phone sex may have been a first for you, but getting off in my office was a first for me.” I tossed the tissues at the trash as I pulled my pants back up.
“Wait, I gave you a first?” She asked incredulously.
“Yep, and what an incredible first it was. Fuck, I’ve never been so horny that I ever wanted to whip it out at the office. Thank fuck it’s after hours. My cock was hard off and on all day thinking about you.” I ran my hands through my hair.
“It was?” I could hear her smiling.
“It was,” I affirmed. “Sure you don’t want company tonight?
“Tonight I’m gonna get some work done, so my week will be a little easier. Besides, someone very smart told me anticipation made things that much sweeter once they were achieved,” she giggled lightly.
“I see what you’re doing here,” chuckling silently, I shook my head, even though she couldn’t see me.
“I have no idea what you could possibly be talking about.” Damn if she wasn’t good at playing the innocent.
This time I laughed out loud. “No teaching the teacher.”
“I’m not teaching, I’m just taking really good notes and implementing them,” she snickered.
“Smart ass,” I laughed. “I’ll concede on this point. Only because it’s true. Make no mistake, when I have you, you won’t know what to do to maintain your sanity. I’m going to drive you wild with want, and then I’m going to take you even higher than you think is possible. I’ll work my way in slowly and then take you right to the brink. I’ll make you beg for it before I let you cum. I can’t wait to feel your tightness surround me. It’ll be beyond anything in your wildest dreams. And because of that, I’ll wait as long as I need to.”
