by Ryan Green
Don't Shoot The Harbinger
About the Author
Ryan is a long time writer who spent several years struggling to become a first time author. He is a father, a husband, and a friend. He can’t think of anything else to describe himself, handsome maybe.
Disclaimer
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Dedicated to Mom and Dad
2020 took you both from me.
Thank you for always believing in me.
It couldn't take that.
Chapter One
Tonight is a big night for Blaine. He and Megan have been together for nearly four years and he knows that it is well past time for them to take the next step. They live together, they sleep together, they eat together, they even have a dog together, something Blaine was originally against but Megan ultimately talked him into. Blaine knows that it is time for them to settle down, get married and start having children.
Megan is more than ready, she has been hinting at it for months now. Every opportunity she gets she hints at the fact that he hasn’t proposed to her yet. When he is around her family they make sure to remind him of how great Megan is and how cute their children would be.
He knows that, he has just been biding his time waiting for the perfect moment. Blaine came to the realization that Megan wasn’t going to stick around forever and he had better get serious sooner than later.
Blaine has been at work since 6 AM this morning finishing up on work projects that he has been putting off getting started on all week. He knows that after tonight he won’t want to have to think about anything related to work so he is trying to cram in as much as he can now.
Megan and Blaine have dinner plans tonight at 8 PM. It is currently 5 PM, Blaine promised Megan that he would be home by 4 PM so that they wouldn’t feel rushed getting ready to head out to dinner.
He knows that he needs to do something to make it up to her. He stops by the florist on the way home and picks up a bouquet of flowers. It has all of the normal flowers a man would think to pick up for a woman; red and white roses, baby’s breath and Blaine knows that Megan especially loves Lavender. The red and purple tend to contrast a little bit Blaine thinks as he has the florist put it together but he knows that Megan will love it anyway.
When Blaine comes into the house he hears Megan shouting from the bathroom “Babe, we don’t have much time just come hop in here with me.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Blaine shouts back to her.
He brings the bouquet into the bathroom with him. Megan opens the shower curtain and she smiles at him. “You are too sweet, get in here.”
Blaine gets into the shower.
Once he gets inside she begins kissing him and takes his hands and pulls him in close. She wraps his arms around her and presses them to her butt.
“I have a surprise for you too,” Megan tells Blaine.
“But you hate having sex in the shower”
“I do, but we can try it again. It’s our anniversary, I want to do something different for it and we’re in a hurry.”
They continue kissing under the warm downpour from the faucet above them and they are doing their best to avoid drowning from a lack of air and gallons of water pouring over them by switching positions under the water and moving the spray nozzle up and down.
“Blaine this thing is not working” Megan says as she points down to her crotch and they both start laughing.
“Okay I was wrong, I remember why I hate it. It just feels so dry.”
They both continue laughing.
“Should we just finish this after dinner?” Blaine asks Megan.
“We can wait until then I suppose.”
They get out of the shower and they walk to their bedroom and begin to dry off. Megan has laid out an outfit for Blaine on the bed.
“I think you would look very handsome in this” she tells him as she picks it up and holds it to his body.
“Is that new?” Blaine asks Megan.
“Yes, I took the liberty of going out today and picking you out a nice outfit for tonight. You have been talking about how amazing this restaurant was and I wanted us both to look the part. I thought it would be nice for us to walk in and everyone just be floored at how great we looked, now you especially.”
Blaine takes it from her “I’m here to impress you and you alone.” Blaine leans in and kisses Megan.
Blaine finishes drying off and he gets dressed. He walks out to the living room and puts on some music while Megan finishes getting dressed and putting on her makeup to get ready.
He sits down and he starts reading through some old running magazines until Megan appears from the bedroom.
He looks up at her and she is wearing a black dress with a slim fitting top that cuts just deep enough to let her cleavage peek through. The dress has half sleeves that go just past her elbows and she is wearing a flowing black and white chevron patterned skirt that lands just above her knees. Her legs are shining as the light hits them from the body dew she applied and she has on black matte leather flats.
“You look gorgeous” Blaine tells Megan in the most sincere complementary way a man can tell a woman that he has already seen every inch of and isn’t looking for anything in return.
Megan blushes a little bit “we’re going to be late.”
“Blaine walks over to Megan and he grabs her by the hips “why don’t we just stay in tonight and I can just watch you slip that dress on and off a couple times, that would definitely be more pleasing for me at least.”
“We will have plenty of time for that after dinner.” Megan says to Blaine.
“Yeah but we still have some time.”
Megan slowly turns around and she grabs Blaine by his belt buckle and she guides him to the bedroom. They walk through the hallway to the bedroom and Megan pulls him and positions him in front of their bed. She starts to unbuckle Blaine's belt
and she unbuttons his pants. She pulls the dress shirt out from his pants and she begins to unbutton it from the bottom button up to the neck. Blaine begins to kiss her on her lips and she pulls away.
She puts a finger to her lips and she waves it side to side signaling to him that she wants to experiment on the side of fun rather than the traditional intimacy tonight. She continues to undress Blaine removing his shirt back and discarding it on the floor and she pulls his undershirt off over his head. Next on her list are the rest of the pants and she drops to her knees as she slowly slides them down. As they make their way just below Blaine’s waist his hard penis suddenly and quickly springs upward towards Megan’s face behind the thin fabric of Blaine’s underwear.
She grabs onto it and she presses her lips to it as she slowly starts sliding her hand back and forth on his shaft on the outside of his underwear as Blaine begins to close his eyes and shift and nudge back and forth. For Blaine the first minute of his erection is when it is the most sensitive and pleasurable and he is making sure to enjoy it while it lasts.
Megan stops, she knows this as well.
She removes Blaine’s underwear and she pushes him o
nto the bed. Blaine scoots himself to the head of the bed and sits up to see Megan.
She begins to take off her dress slowly for him, she reaches back and slides the zipper down and the dress falls to her feet. She turns around so her back is facing Blaine and she starts to shake her hips back and forth as she unbuttons her shirt. She bends down and she slowly takes off her flats making sure that Blaine can see just enough of her body peeking around the slim piece of thong fabric that is resting between her butt cheeks.
She stands back up, and completely removes her top and she reaches behind her back and undoes her bra. She pulls her bra down and her breasts become completely exposed. She starts to pinch her nipples a little bit to start making them erect.
“You know I hate how my nipples look when they’re soft” Megan says to Blaine lying in front of him and Blaine smiles softly at her.
She walks to Blaine and climbs up onto the bed and she is on her hands and knees. She crawls up to Blaine and she continues taking off his underwear. She positions her body perpendicular to Blaine’s with her upper body hovering over Blaine’s midsection while facing toward him. She grabs Blaine's hand as she opens her legs and she guides his ring and middle fingers inside of her. The second the fingers cross the cusp of the inside of her vagina she closes her eyes and she takes a deep breath in, she smiles and lets out a small moan.
“Just like that, slow,” Megan says to Blaine.
Megan looks at Blaine and asks him “Do you remember the day we met?”
“Of course I do. Why do you ask?”
“I want to hear it from your perspective. I know how I remember it. How do you remember it?”
“Right now?” Blaine asks Megan.
“From my perspective there would be no better time to hear it than now”
“But we’re naked and we have to get to dinner soon.”
“We are about to share the most passionate and intense orgasm of our shared lives and I would love to hear about the way you felt on the day we met as we lay here intertwined in each other's naked bodies. Dinner can wait, we can be a little late.”
Chapter Two
It was a Sunday morning and I was sitting at a coffee shop near my work. I had just finished a project at work that I had been racking my brains over for the last two months. I hadn’t taken a day off from this work since I started and I had been working through the night most nights.
After work I changed into my running clothes and I ran my daily three miles that I had been holding myself to for a few years now at that point. It was around 60 degrees so the run didn’t make me too sweaty and smelly so I thought I would stop into the coffee shop and not be too offensive to anyone near me.
The barista behind the counter was a blonde haired busty woman wearing an olive green long sleeve shirt. She was cute enough from what I remember but she had nothing on you.
Megan smiles at Blaine, “such a sweet talker.”
I remember that a woman was sitting a few tables away from me. She was wearing a purple shirt if I remember correctly. I had seen her talking to the barista on and off since she got there. This wasn’t the first time that I had seen this woman.
I remember that she began talking to herself as if she was having a full on conversation with another person. It was super weird that’s why I can remember everything about that so vividly. Suddenly the woman stopped talking and she acted as if the person she was talking to got up and she was now watching someone walk to the bathroom.
I stood up from the table and I walked over to the woman and introduced myself to her.
“Hello I’m Blaine, I see you come here all the time and I just wanted to introduce myself” I said to her.
“My name is Alex.”
“Is that short for anything?” I asked her.
“Alexandria.”
“It’s nice to meet you Alex.”
“Blaine? That was your name?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry Blaine I don’t want to waste your time. I’m in a relationship. My girlfriend Aimee just went to the bathroom, I’m sure you’re just being nice and you weren’t aware that she was my girlfriend but she will be coming back any moment and I really don’t want to explain myself to her.”
I walked back to my table and I sat down. I stared into my cup of nitro cold brew with a shot of butterscotch the same thing I always ordered.
“You still always order that” Megan chimes in.
I had lived in this new city for almost a year now at that point and I hadn’t had a single date, not a single meaningful conversation, not a wink, not a nod, nothing but maybe that’s what I needed after everything I just escaped from.
It was then that I quickly and carelessly stood up from my table without giving a thought to whether someone may be walking by and I bumped into a young woman who was in fact walking by.
She spilled her drink all over herself and I immediately began to apologize to her.
“I am so so sorry” I said as I reached for a pile of napkins and handed them to her. “I am so stupid I can’t believe I did that. Please let me buy you a new drink” I offered her as some kind of shitty and meaningless consultation for the consequences of me completely ruining her clothes.
The woman looked up from patting her shirt dry and she made eye contact with me. I can still remember the look on her face. She was a lot less pissed off at me than she had every single right to be.
“I would love that,” she told me.
I was speechless, I continued staring at the woman trying to find the words to respond, at that point literally any words would do. But all I could find from within my stupid and nervous self was a sound that resembled a mix of a deep guttural gulp and a loud exclaiming yelp.
The woman blushed and she reached her hand out to me.
“Hi, I’m Megan,” she said, introducing herself to me.
“I am Blaine '' I responded introducing myself to her.
You grabbed me by the hand and you led me to a table in the corner of the coffee shop. You sat down against the window
and you motioned for me to take a seat directly across from you.
I sat down.
I reached into my pocket and I pulled out a twenty dollar bill and punched my arm out toward you. I had forgotten how to control all of my fine motor skills and my ability to speak in any recognizable manner had gone out the window.
“I’ll be right back” you said as you got up and walked away from the table. I thought you were probably going to just keep going and never come back after you saw how helpless I was.
I remember I just stared at you as you walked to the counter and then something miraculous happened. You started to come back, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.
You came back to the table and you set your drink down.
I looked up at you and behind you was a plate glass window, displaying dozens of skyscrapers standing hundreds of feet tall extending into the clouds.
I had walked that street hundreds of times. At all times of the day, from dusk until dawn, from sunrise to sunset, I dissected those buildings from the ground to the sky. I had been towered over by those magnificent feats of architecture on numerous occasions.
But it wasn’t until this moment, there with you that I had ever felt so small. I had never felt the presence of another object, let alone another being dwarfing me like that.
I knew that I felt that way for a reason.
Something about you on that day was special, not just special, you were distinguished, destined to be significant in some way to my life and I could sense it.
“Blaine. Do you want to get out of here and go for a walk? I’d like to get to know you better, but I really need to change my clothes and I don’t live far from here” you asked me.
“Sure.”
I stood up and you grabbed my hand and guided me out of the coffee shop.
“My apartment is just a few blocks north of here, do you want to come back with me while I change? Then maybe we ca
n go get breakfast somewhere” you asked.
“Sure.”
“Are the only words you’re going to be able to get out of your body for the rest of the day ‘sure’ and that weird groaning gurgle?” you questioned me playfully.
“No.”
“And no as well?” you added to your extensive list of cross examination questions.
“I can talk, I just, I don’t know if it's just that this whole interaction has really caught me off guard. I was sitting in a coffee shop, full of women, none of which would ever have an interest in me then literally, quite literally our worlds collide” I tried to explain to you.
