Rebound

by Rosemary Rey

  I knelt back on my calves, and shifted so that I put my legs over his thighs, aligning our sexual organs. His sack barely touched my folds. He wriggled, seeking to touch my pussy with his sack. I reclined on my left forearm and with my right hand I touched my breasts, tweaking my nipple. I rolled it between my fingers, moaning in pleasure, as I watched him look at me. His arms moved in their restraint. I trailed my hand down my abdomen until I reached my mound, gently scraping my hair with my fingernails, feeling electricity burst throughout my body. I writhed. My feet closed in on his oblique. He squirmed at the touch of my toes on his bare skin.

  I took my middle finger and sought out my sensitive nub. The tip of my finger entered slightly inside my channel collecting the wetness of my arousal. I circled my clit with the moisture, gasping at the sensitivity. I heard his deep intake of breath, like a groan, as I entered my finger in my wet tunnel. I gasped with yearning, and entered a second finger. I rose my groin up and down to get in deeper. I laid back to have access to my other hand, which I brought in to stimulate my clit as I curved my fingers to reach my g-spot.

  “Shit! I’m close.” I yelled out. I slowed down and brought my fingers to my mouth to suckle and clean the juices from my hand. His mouth widened open and his tongue protruded in mock licking.

  I sat up and moved my legs to straddle him. I held his cock to the entrance of my wet pussy and slowly brought myself down over his hardened cock. I felt my tight pussy relax around him, accommodating his girth. I cried out at the pleasure that our union brought me. His breath was ragged as I ground my clit on his pelvis, seeking my climax. I pumped up and down and ground in small circles until I felt my climax building to its crescendo. I leaned over to kiss him, parting his mouth, and flicking his tongue with mine. Our tongues wrestled within each other’s mouths. I cried out in orgasm, my pussy pulsating around his cock.

  I summoned the strength to release his wrists from the binds of his tie. My hands moved to his shoulders to massage his tense muscles. His arms lowered to my hips as his own hips rose up to buck hard, pushing the limits of my release, seeking the last ripples of my pleasure. He rose up to sitting and kissed my neck and licked my collarbone. He pushed me off of him.

  “Bend over on all fours.” He commanded. My heart leapt. I complied by kneeling with my head toward the foot of the bed. He knelt behind me. His hands held my hips and pulled me back into his groin. He grunted with anticipation. One hand released my hip, and I felt his cock slide from my clit to my opening. He slapped my folds with his hard cock. I felt his cock enter my tunnel, feeling like he’d grown wider since our last coupling seconds ago. I didn’t anticipate a hard slap to my ass. I yelped in delight, wanting more.

  I moaned loudly, containing my screams, as he thrust forcefully inside of me. Our skin slapping against the other as he plunged in and out of me. As he stabbed forward, I backed into him, arching my back to get my fill of him. His hand held me at the waist while the other snaked around to my mound, seeking my clit. His digit claimed my swollen clit and circled to claim another orgasm. He grunted as his thrusts grew faster. I felt another hard slap on my ass, which caused the demise of my restraint from another orgasm. I was gone. My pussy clutched his cock in orgasm.

  “Fuck. I’m gonna come so hard, babe.” With one more hard drive, he moaned his orgasm, bent over my back with a groan, and rested his head on my spine. He held me in place, as I felt his penis lose its erection and retreat from my cut. He dropped to his side, bringing me along with him, cocooning my body with his larger frame. We lay together, not moving, regaining our normal breathing pattern. His arm clutched me closer to his chest. “I’m going to cancel my trip.”

  I pulled away to look at him. “What?” I glanced away from him alarmed. “What are you saying?”

  “I can’t leave you. Not after this. I can’t be without you for four days.” No hint of jest in his voice.

  “Matt, don’t be silly. This was a send-off. You’ll get more of this when you get back.” I whispered as I wriggled my bottom against his crotch, hoping to humor him.

  His arm once again pulled me close to his chest. He was quiet as he breathed into my neck. Our breathing eventually matched as we lay entangled in each other’s arms. Before I pulled away, I exclaimed, “I have to get ready for work. Want to shower with me?” I felt him nod in agreement.

  I went to stand when he pulled me back. “Just a minute. You gave me a word, but you didn’t do anything . . . you know . . . Painful.” He informed quietly.

  “When I talked about taking control, pleasure, and pain, how did you feel?”

  “Excited. I expected something. But I was also enjoying what you were doing.”

  “Did the anticipation heighten the experience? Make it more pleasurable?”

  “Definitely. I felt on edge. In a good way.” He held me tight. I could feel his cock twitch on my behind.

  “I wanted the experience for you to be heightened. It was for me. So even though I didn’t do something this time, you’ll continue to expect it. And you’ll never know when I will, just don’t forget the safe word, Matt.” I turned around, his arms slackened off my body, and I gave him a lustful kiss. I pulled away, jumped off the bed, and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

  He sidled up behind me, pressing his groin into my back. “Stop it, babe. I have to get to work. I can’t be late. I have a tour at 9:30.” We stepped in the large shower together. I rinsed myself and turned him toward the shower head to rinse him. I wanted to wash him, and I lathered up his strong chest. We held each other’s gaze as I continued to wash him. When I approached his groin, he grinned and bit his lip, so sexy. I kissed him as I washed his semi erect dick, feeling it pulse under my touch.

  I went down on my knees to scrub his thighs, to his lower leg, and then his feet. I rose up and turned him by the hips to scrub his back from the neck down to his buttocks, already having scrubbed his legs.

  “I love how you take care of me. I need this.” He said.

  “I know. And I love giving it to you. I need to do this for you, and I realized that I need you too.” I said, pulling my hands to start lathering myself.

  “I’ll take care of you.” He responded by taking the sponge from my hands and adding more soap. He slowly washed my body, just like the first time. Once he was done, Matt turned my body to rinse me off. “Let’s get you to work.” He offered with a smile. My heart fluttered and ached simultaneously, knowing that he would be gone today. I forced the tears to retreat. Once we dried off, we dressed side by side. I went to the bathroom to fix my hair and put on some light makeup.

  I looked at the time on my watch and saw the late hour. No breakfast for us today. I walked out to the open living space. Matt was in the kitchen making a whole lot of noise.

  “What are you doing, babe?”

  He turned around and looked at me. “You look beautiful. I’m packing your breakfast to go. You can eat it at work. Are you ready to go?” He zipped my cooler. On the counter, he put a travel mug of coffee. I’d been trying really hard to not compare Matt to my ex-husband Ben, but I couldn’t help but realize how lucky I am to finally have a loving and attentive man.

  “Thank you. That’s sweet.” I walked up to him and gave him a kiss, holding him for a few seconds, wishing I could hold onto him forever. I pulled away and walked to the closet that contained our jackets and my purse. I gave him his jacket. He handed me the mug and I took the cooler. I felt like we were going in a slow, painful motion. Once he had my bag in his hand, I opened the front door and walked toward the elevator to press the button.

  “Do you have everything you need?” He asked.

  I bit my lip before I responded. “Yep. I’m all set.” I hoped that my voice didn’t quiver from sadness as much as my body did. My heart ached. I couldn’t fathom being without him for four days. I can’t remember if I’d ever felt like this before. I supposed that I did. When I first dated Ben, I had a bit of separation anxiety and was quickly told by my sister, Es
meralda, that I was in love. But that came about four months after we started dating. At that point, Ben and I had already declared our love for each other.

  The elevator arrived and was occupied by a couple of passengers. He led me inside with his hand on the small of my back. He opened the car door for me then he went about loading my bag. And I entered, reminded of the several times I’d been a passenger. He’s taken exceptional care of me, from my hip to my shin, and everything in between.

  Once we took off toward the gym he starts to give me instructions on how to reach him. He had me pull out my cellphone to take his apartment number. He reminded me of the time difference, so that I would know when he would be busy. Matt stated that I’m to call him whenever I needed him, but that if I couldn’t reach him, to leave a message and he would call as soon as possible. He said that he’d text, as well. When he asked if I could do video chat, I reminded him that I don’t have any technology at home. My phone isn’t equipped for it, having a basic phone for calls and texting.

  When we arrived at the gym, he parked the car in the ramp and walked me to the office. We held hands as we walked to the entrance of Duration. I retrieved my keys from the front desk attendant. All I could think about was his leaving and my being alone for days. Matt placed my bag in the corner by my desk and I tucked away my purse. He took off my jacket and placed it on the hook behind the door. I gave him a big smile and hugged him.

  “I’ll text you when I arrive in Madrid. I’ll call you after my meetings, if it isn’t too late here.”

  “I don’t care if it’s late here, call me as soon as you can, so I can hear your voice.” I smiled, restraining the tears from seeping through.

  “I will. I’ll be back sooner than you know it. You have the key, so if you want to stay at my place, you’re more than welcome. There’s a spare key to the Rover in my office drawer. Gosh, I don’t know what else.”

  “Go. You have to get ready. You said you wanted to go into the office before you leave, so go. Get ready.” I tiptoed to give him a kiss on the lips, and he leaned in to kiss me deeper. My arms went around his neck and I felt my body rising off the ground as he picked me up to be held tight to his body. The sexual heat enveloped me, and I pulled away from him and smiled softly. “Go. Before I take off my clothes and do you on this desk.” He laughed, breaking the tension. He lowered me down until my feet touch the floor.

  “Hmm. That sounds like a great idea. Fine, I’ll go. I’ll see you soon.” I blushed.

  I resisted the compulsion to say, “I love you.” It was right at the tip of my tongue. I felt it. I wanted to share it with him. I wanted to give him more to ‘anticipate’, but the timing was wrong.

  I went through the motions in the office that morning. I had a couple of tours scheduled. I signed one of them. I read reports, mail, email, and other office duties. I answered questions from members. At 12:30 p.m., a knock on the door snapped me out of my solemn mood.

  “Hey, sweetie.” Chelsea greeted.

  “Hey, lovey.” I responded with a half-hearted smile.

  “What’s up? Dashing drop you off?”

  “Yep. He did.” I didn’t offer more information. I didn’t want to have a full on cry at work. I decided that I’d wait till I get home and bawl once, then move on.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing.”

  “Bullshit, Perla. Something’s wrong.” She paused to collect her words. “It’s only for a few days. He’ll be back home soon.”

  “Yep. I know.”

  “I hate when you do that. You try to be so tough and in control when you’re dying inside. Did you have a fight? Are you not expecting to see him again when he returns?”

  “I can’t talk about this now, Chelz. I’m at work.”

  “Then let’s take a break and talk. Did you eat lunch?”

  “I didn’t even eat the breakfast he made me. I’m not hungry.”

  “Seriously? Let’s go.” She stood up and went to grab my hand when the phone rang.

  I picked up the line and I put up my finger at Chelz to indicate to give me a minute. The call was from the front desk indicating that I had a delivery.

  “There’s a delivery for me at the front desk.” I told her with a curious face. I stood up and walked out of the office with Chelz following. When I arrived at the service desk, Curtis pointed me out and I was approached by the messenger.

  I signed the form on his clipboard and he handed me a large brown envelope. I thanked him. Chelz dug in her pocket and pulled out a few dollars to offer him as a tip. He declined, claiming it was covered. We thanked him and he went on his way.

  “Thank you for that Chelz. I didn’t even think to tip him.”

  “No worries. Who is it from?”

  “I don’t know. It doesn’t have any printing. Let’s go to the office and see.”

  We walked back to the office and closed the door. I tore into the envelope and pulled out a box. When I saw the graphic on the box, I realized it was a brand new computer tablet; one of the expensive kind with all the bells and whistles.

  “What the hell?” I exclaimed. I looked inside the envelope and found a note card with my name scribbled on the front. I showed the writing to Chelz. “Does this look like it could be a doctor’s handwriting?” I asked with a smirk.

  “Oh my God, Perla. He didn’t.” She exclaimed with her hands at her cheeks. I opened the card and started to read silently.

  Perla,

  I want you to have this tablet so we can video chat while I’m away. I need to see you every day, your smile, even if it is just for a moment. This tablet has been loaded with everything you need. The internet service is charged to my account, so don’t worry about the expense. I’ll try to call at a convenient time, but can’t guarantee that I’ll be patient to see you. Expect a video chat whenever my urge strikes, and it will strike often, so keep it with you..

  Missing you.

  Matt

  I handed the note to Chelz. As she read it, I just stared at the box laid on the table, reading the specs without touching. I was nervous to open the box. This felt like a mistake. I couldn’t accept this. This cost as much as a month’s worth of rent.

  “Wow. Perla, he has it bad.”

  “I don’t know if I can accept this gift.” I whispered.

  “You’ll accept it and get over any issues you have. He wants you to have it. He will be contacting you on it. He went to a lot of trouble to buy you a tablet, get an account started and have it delivered by bike messenger to your job.”

  I put my hands over my eyes and took a moment to think through what she said. “Fine. But when he gets back home, I’m giving it back.”

  “Why?”

  “Cause I feel it’s too much too soon. It’s been ten days since I met him, five days since I started sleeping with him, and now he bought me a gift that is over five hundred dollars, so he can keep tabs on me. It’s too much.”

  “I really don’t know what the problem is, Perla. Many women would kill to have a successful doctor, who is gorgeous and wealthy sleep with them every day as soon as they’ve met him. They would accept a gift that he clearly said would make him happy because you’ll get to see each other while he’s half way across the world.”

  “I’m in love with him.” I confessed. “I’m not ready for it, but I am. And it scares the shit of me. It’s been a week of being with this man and I’m in love. How crazy is that?”

  “Sweetie, it isn’t crazy. You knew a few days ago that you were in love. You’re just now comfortable with confirming it, and that’s okay. I told you before and I’ll tell you now, enjoy this. Life is too short not to accept every little time spent and gift offered. I’m going to leave you to open it up and get it all ready to use. He said he will call at any time. You should let him know that you got it.” She came over to me and gave me a hug and a kiss on my forehead.

  “Thanks, Chelz. I’ll work on it. This time away from him will give me some perspective on how to deal wit
h my feelings.”

  When Chelz left the office, I proceeded to open up the box and remove the contents. I looked at each component and decided to plug it up. The contraption sprung to life after pressing a button. It lead me to steps in configuring the applications with my specifications. I also opened an account to purchase applications. I was so engrossed in the setup of the tablet that I didn’t notice a figure standing at the door until I heard the clearing of a male’s throat.

  I turned slightly to look toward the door. I was chagrinned to see a gorgeous young man standing there with the widest smile. His teeth were bright white and perfect. If Matt was tall, dark and handsome, then this guy was tall, gold and handsome. He was the exact opposite in coloring with his curly, golden blonde hair and bright green eyes. He didn’t belong in Boston. He belonged on the beaches of California, running on wet sand after surfing. I instantly pictured his naked torso, chiseled abs, and beefy legs. I got as far as looking at his gorgeous face and torso, noting that he wore a graphic t-shirt and distressed, brown leather jacket.

  “I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting. How can I help you?” I asked, resting the tablet on the desk, and stood to welcome him into the office.

  “No need to be sorry. I was watching you, admiring the fact that you seemed to be absolutely clueless about that tablet.”

  “You got me there. It was a gift. I just received it today. I have little interest in technology.”

  “Ah, you’re a technophobe. Then I should tell you that if you don’t like technology, then you have the best to offer in that medium. Seems like you were gifted the new one, which came out this week.”

  I smiled. “Well, I figured he wouldn’t cheap on it.”

  “A boyfriend?”

  I smiled. “Are you interested in discussing memberships?” I kept my tone professional.

  “She avoids a simple question. No problem. I understand. Beautiful girl gets a gift from one of her many suitors, whom she can’t call any of them her boyfriend.”

  What the fuck? “First. Thanks for the ‘beautiful girl’ compliment. Second. My love life is not for public discussion. Three. I’m just here to sell memberships. I can give you a tour of the facility. I’ll even give you a month free to try out the gym for the inconvenience of waiting and my not answering your questions about my personal life. What do you say?” I smiled.