“This is the best that I’ve had it done to me,” I said with a smile. He then slowly turned me over and went inside of me from behind. I looked back at him with a grin. “You all like doing it like this, huh?”
He laughed. “Of course!” he said, as he had his left arm over both of my tits while one of his fingers on his other hand softly massaged the hot spot of the hot spot. “You like this?”
I started breathing very heavy because this was something that a guy rarely did to me, and he was doing it damn good — and it was nice to know that I didn’t have to move his hand over to the part of my body that gave me the greatest pleasure. “Fuck, Brad! Shit, this is feeling so good!” I said, and I repeated this over and over.
“I’m gonna pull you back towards me so you can be on top of me, okay?” he told me.
“Do it, baby!” I laughed.
He laughed as he pulled me back towards him while he was still inside of me, and now I was on top of him and he was now on his back as he continued to now move up and down inside of me.
I looked back at him with a big smile. “Damn, that was hot! I’ve never switched positions like that before!”
“That’s why sex is so fun — you never know what’ll happen during it!”
“You’re right about that that!”
We laughed.
He started breathing very heavy. “Shit, baby, now I’m about to— damn!”
“Do what you need to do!” I said with a laugh.
After he was satisfied, he got out of bed to throw away the condom and then got back in bed with me and held me in his arms. I couldn’t believe that I had sex with him. I knew it was wrong, but I just couldn’t fight the feeling of having my sex fantasy with him fulfilled, and fulfilled it definitely was to the absolute fullest.
He stroked my hair. “Vanessa, I wanna continue seeing you, you know, on a regular basis.”
I looked shocked that he’d said this because it was something that I definitely didn’t expect for him to say. “What do you mean continue to see me? We’re not secretly seeing each other.”
He looked me. “Well, we pretty much are, Vanessa. What would you call what we just did?”
“You cheating on Lisa,” I replied.
He grinned. “Yeah, you’re right, I did. But we’re now on another level than what we were on before, and no one knows that we just had sex and no one’s gonna know. Don’t you agree that we had a secret, sexual relationship just now?”
I stared at him. I sighed. “Yeah, you’re right, Brad. However you look at it, it’s a secret relationship. No one knows about me being over here and no one especially knows about what we just did,” I said, as I tried not think about the fact that someone did know that I was over here because of that secret text that was sent to me while we were downstairs — but they didn’t know that I’d just had sex with him. “So, where do we go from here?”
He stared at me. “Where do you want it to go?”
I stared back at him because this was a question that I seriously didn’t know how to answer. I immediately started to think about the secret relationship that I was in with John because to me, it was more about the two of them being good friends than the secret relationship. Even if they weren’t friends it would still feel weird, but I honestly couldn’t express how my feelings would be if John found out that I had sex with his very good friend that has a girlfriend. I couldn’t believe that I was automatically in a secret relationship with Brad because of what we just did, but he was right, we’re now in one. I also couldn’t believe that he was asking me where did I want this secret relationship of ours to go because of the obvious. “Brad, aren’t you forgetting something?”
“What’s that?”
“Lisa’s your girlfriend.”
“I know; I didn’t forget,” he replied with a grin.
“So it’s clear that you’re the one who needs to figure out where we should go from here, not me.”
He nodded, and then sighed. “Well, I really don’t know how to answer that, Vanessa. But what I can say is that I don’t know how much longer Lisa and I will be together, and I know it’s because I have a stronger attraction towards you.”
“You do?” I asked, as I was really shocked that he’d said this.
“Yeah, Vanessa, I do.”
I honestly didn’t know where I wanted this new secret relationship of ours to go, but he is Brad Johnston, like everyone always said. I also couldn’t get John off of my mind, either. If I agreed to continue to see Brad in secret then I would have to end the secret relationship that I was in with John because I already felt bad about having a secret, sexual relationship with the two of them. Either way, the relationship that I would have with Brad would still be a secret since he was with Lisa, as well as being good friends with John. “Why don’t the two of you just break up?”
He sighed as he looked up at the ceiling. “It’s complicated.” He turned and looked at me. “Vanessa, I’m not secretly seeing anyone else. This is our last year in high school and I have wanted you since freshman year. I’ll take care of you — whatever you need — I just wanna be with you, seriously.”
Now only a fool would say no to someone like Brad, especially after proposing something like this. But him being Lisa’s boyfriend was still bothering me, and as long as they were still together it would always bother me — and so would the fact that I would be dumping one secret relationship so I can stay in the other secret relationship. I didn’t know what to do. “It’s a lot to think about, Brad. I know how many girls would say yes right away to this. I didn’t come over here today to have wild, steamy sex with you. I am attracted to you, Brad, I really am — what girl isn’t? It’s like you’re asking me to be your second girlfriend — your secret second girlfriend.”
“I know it sounds that way. But if you were my girlfriend, the last thing that I would want you to be is a second girlfriend, much less a secret one,” he said. He looked at me. “Vanessa, I know you didn’t come over here thinking that we were gonna end up doing what we did, and as a result we’re now in a secret relationship — it is a lot to think about when it comes to us seeing each other. But in terms of sex, I don’t always wanna have sex with you; I want more than that.”
I looked at him. “What do you want from me that you’re not getting from Lisa?”
“It’s not that. You two are different people. I want us to be able to talk to each other; tell each other what’s on our minds when something is bothering us, you know, stuff like that. I want you to be able to tell me if you’re stressed out about stuff, depressed about something, and you know if you’re lonely that I can take care of that — and I’m not talking about just having sex, either. If you need for me to be there for you for whatever reason, I wanna be there for you — I’m serious. I want you to be happy, Vanessa, because something is telling me that you’re not. And just so you know, I’m not in love with Lisa, but I feel that I can fall in love with you.”
Holy shit! Did he just say what I thought he’d said?! I thought. What he just said almost took the wind out of me more than the sex that we just had! I mean, it was as if he could see right through me about how I really felt in my life right now — was I that transparent? I laid in bed with my eyes big and my mouth hanging open. I honestly didn’t know what to say. This was a guy who could have anyone. He hid his true feelings for me from me for almost four years, but he still wanted to hide me because he was still with Lisa, and I was still hiding the fact that I was in a secret relationship with one of his good friends, and I still didn’t know if he knew or if he did know but just didn’t care. I just didn’t think I could do this. “Brad, listen, I like you. I’ve never had a problem with you. But if you like me this much then I think you should have a serious talk with Lisa.”
“Yeah, I know I should,” he agreed. “But I still wanna see you until I do talk to her. I won’t say anything about you to her. Vanessa, I wanna be with you bad. Could you promise me that you won’t see too many guys while I
’m still with her?”
“Yes, I can promise that,” I replied. I looked at him as I thought that this would be a good time for me to ask him did he know about John and me. “Brad, I have to ask you something that’s very serious.”
He looked at me as he sat up. “What is it?”
I sat up as well. We were now staring at each other as I tried to figure out by the look in his eyes if he knew what I was about to ask him, but I couldn’t tell. “Do you know?”
He gave me a confused look. “Do I know what, Vanessa?”
I let out a deep sigh. I didn’t wanna start playing games because this was very serious to me. I was now secretly seeing two guys at the same time who were very good friends, and I didn’t want it to be their little secret that I was, as well as mine. I was gonna have to either end this with John so I could continue to see Brad, or keep on seeing John and tell Brad that I just couldn’t continue to see him because of him being with Lisa. I guess this was what I get for telling Ava weeks ago that when it came to guys that I wanted to have my cake and eat it, too, since we were seniors. “Do you know about John?” I finally asked him.
He gave me another confused look. “John? My good friend?”
“Yes,” I replied with my head down.
“What about him?”
“Do you know about John . . . and me?”
He sighed with a slight grin. “Yeah, Vanessa, I do.”
I jumped up! “WHAT?!”
“Calm down, baby,” he said while he still kept that slight grin.
“BRAD! How the hell are you gonna let the two of us just fuck each other’s brains out and act as if you didn’t know that I was in a secret, sexual relationship with John?!”
“Because I felt that what he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. He said that the two of you agreed to see other people and that what the two of you had wasn’t serious at all.”
“I’m sure he would feel different if he finds out that we just had sex!”
“Well, let me ask you something.”
I sighed. “What is it?”
“How come you didn’t say anything to me about being in a secret relationship with him before we had sex?”
I looked away with my head down because there wasn’t really much I could say. “Well, first of all, I didn’t think we were gonna have sex — like I said before, I didn’t come over here just for that. Second, like you know, what John and I have is not serious since we both agreed to see other people. But I have to admit that it does feel awkward that I just had sex with his very good friend who’s very taken.”
He grinned. “Well, he doesn’t have to know anything. Since you are in a relationship with him — albeit in secret — I’m gonna leave it completely up to you about whether or not you wanna continue to see me in secret instead.”
I looked at him. “Instead? So you’re really making me choose between the two of you?”
“Well, you’re the one who seems to feel very uncomfortable now that you’ve been involved with both of us sexually in secret, so I’m leaving it up to you.”
“I do feel uncomfortable, Brad! Can you blame me? I mean, this would be totally different if I was in a secret relationship with a guy that you weren’t friends with or didn’t even know. This is so fuckin’ confusing to me. So, what has John told you about me?”
“He said that he likes seeing you, but does at times wish that you two were a couple. I think he really enjoys being with you, Vanessa, and you’re not complaining about being with him. So, like I said, the two of you can keep seeing each other the way the two of you have been doing if you’re both happy doing it.”
I sighed. “Well, that’s just it. I’m really not happy; not the way I used to be when we first started seeing each other. I even told Ava that I wasn’t since she’s the only one that knows about John and me. I also said that I didn’t know what it was, but I had a feeling that I was gonna start talking to you more, and look what happened? Of course, I didn’t expect things to get this hot this fast with us since you’re with Lisa and I’m in a secret relationship with John, but it did, and we can’t go back now.”
“You’re right about that. So, what are you saying, Vanessa?”
“Well, if I agree to continue this secret relationship with you, I’m gonna have to definitely end my secret relationship with John — no doubt about it. In good conscience, I just can’t carry on two secret relationships with two guys that are good friends.”
He nodded. “I understand.”
“Now you know that John and I both lied last night about the reason why I was over his house.”
He laughed. “Well, I knew that you would eventually tell me the truth when or if you wanted to. I knew he was lying when he said that the two of you were studying; he said that out of respect for you. Besides, you didn’t know that I knew that you two are secretly seeing each other.”
I grinned. “Yeah, you’re right. So, did you plan on going over to John’s last night?”
“Not really. Lisa doesn’t live that far away from him so I usually would go over to his right after I would see her, or vice-versa.”
“Oh, I see,” I said. “Um, there’s something that’s bothering me about John, and why it basically confirms why I’m just not happy seeing him in secret anymore.”
He looked at me. “What is it?”
I sighed. “Well, let me ask you. Do you know about any secrets that John has?”
He continued to stare at me. “It depends on what kind of secrets.”
“Like any that he would tell you and no one else. Because yesterday I tried to ask him to tell me something that he’s never told anyone else, and he got really mad and defensive — it scared me.”
He nodded. “Well, the only secret that I know about is the one that he’s in with you . . . but there is something else.”
I gasped! “What is it?”
He sighed. “Vanessa, you can’t let him know that I told you this, or anyone else.”
“Oh, goodness! What is it?”
“John has a gun,” he told me.
I shrieked! “WHAT?!”
“Calm down, baby,” he said, and then put his hand on my left thigh.
“Why?! What does he have a gun for?! There’s obviously a reason!”
“Well, he just told me that he needed it for protection, but wouldn’t tell me why he felt the need to protect himself. I didn’t wanna ask him anymore questions because I didn’t wanna upset him.”
“There’s obviously a reason why he has that gun, Brad! Where did he get it from? Does he legally own it?”
“Hell naw, Vanessa. He got it off of the black market like a lot of people do. Look, don’t worry, okay? I don’t believe John is gonna use his gun on anyone because if that were the case he would’ve done it by now. He’s got way too much going for him to mess himself up.”
I nodded. “That’s true.” I reached over and looked at my watch. “Fuck! I need to get back home since I have some homework to do.” I got up out of his bed and put my clothes back on, and then got my purse spray of my favorite perfume out of one of my pockets and sprayed myself with it. I loved this scent because it was a very seductive, fresh scent of nectarines, honey and flowers.
Brad took a big inhale of the scent as he smiled. “Damn, that’s one sexy scent. I’ve never smelled it on another girl before. It makes me wanna eat you all over again,” he said with a smile as he put on his sweatpants.
I laughed as I blushed. “Thank you. It’s my favorite — love it.” I buttoned up my shirt, and then stood with my arms crossed in front of me. “Brad.”
“What, baby?”
“Don’t you even care at all about hurting John? I mean, the two of you are good friends, you know. I don’t wanna put a strain on your friendship with him.”
“If you decide to end your secret relationship with him and continue to see me, he’s not gonna be hurt by it because he’s not gonna know anything. Besides, it was John and Marc that I first told about my like for
you freshman year. I know that John really does like you and wanted to start a serious relationship with you, but I think he also wanted to rub it in my face that he was in a relationship with you since I’m with Lisa, even though it’s a secret one.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“And now it’s like you wanna get him back so you want me to dump him so you know that you’ll have me all to yourself — is that it?”
He grinned. “No, Vanessa, that’s not it. I really like you. Like I told you last night, I really wanna get to know you more this year and I don’t want it to be something short term.”
I let out a sigh. “I have to sleep on this, Brad. You have now put a ton on my mind along with all the other shit that I have on it.”
“Sorry, Vanessa. I don’t mean to make your life difficult.”
“You’re not,” I said with a smile. “Look, I really need to get going.”
We walked out of his room and down the stairs, and as we did, the doorbell rang!
We exchanged looks of shock since he told me he wasn’t expecting anyone here for several more hours!
“Shit! Who the hell is this?” he asked, and then went to the door and looked out the peephole. “Fuck! It’s John!”
I bolted back up the steps!
As I ran back into Brad’s bedroom, I heard him open the door. I heard the both of them talking, and I went into a panic and ran into Brad’s spacious walk-in closet and shut the doors. I tried to calm myself down, especially since Brad told me about John having a gun, and my mind went crazy in thinking that he could’ve very well found out about Brad and me, and brought the gun with him — I didn’t rule anything out. I could hear John’s voice getting louder . . . he was upstairs and headed towards Brad’s bedroom!
“I’LL FIND IT! THANKS, MAN!” John shouted as he was now in Brad’s bedroom!
I stood in a paralyzed panic in a bunch of Brad’s dress shirts in a pitiful attempt to hide myself. It was dark in here since the lights were completely off, but I had no idea if John was gonna come walking in here for whatever reason since he clearly told Brad that he wanted to find something. I tried to control my heavy breathing as much as I could since he was still walking around the room, and I still had no idea what he was looking for.
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