by Mia Ford
Perry was becoming an addiction to me, and I regretted the trip momentarily as I stepped under the hot water of my shower again. How could I bear it when we were virtually alone in that place?
We got through the days by working a lot and focusing on my graduation. We both felt my parents with us as he sat alone and watched as I crossed the stage with tears in my eyes. Perry told me many times that he was so fucking proud of me, making me feel a little guilty for my feelings that were developing for him. My friends told me that I glowed when I smiled and took the picture up there and he stood back afterward to watch me embrace my friends and closest teachers. Did he think the same thing?
He took me to my favorite seafood place and ordered a small bottle of their best champagne to toast with as I smiled at him. I knew that he was determined to make this a special night and I smiled as he slipped a small, wrapped gift across the table. “Perry, what is this?” I asked as I took the silver wrapped box and stared at him.
“Just open it,” he told me in a raspy voice as I leaned forward and tore carefully at the paper. It was a red box, and I opened it, peering inside as I struggled to see what it was in the dim light of the room. There was a candle at the table, and as I turned the box over to slide a chain with a pendant in my hand, I gasped softly.
It was a necklace in the shape of a delicate diamond teardrop that sparkled in the amber glow of the candle. I recognized it, and tears filled my eyes as I remembered my mom wearing it sometimes. “Mom’s necklace?”
“Not only that. That was a gift for their first wedding anniversary. It was before the company really took off and Mila always said that she preferred this over everything from Tiffany’s after and she wanted you to have it on a special occasion if they were ever gone.” His eyes shimmered with tears as he swallowed. “None of us expected anything to happen. I’d give anything to have them here in person tonight, Caroline. I feel like a poor substitute.”
“You are why I am celebrating tonight. I would never be here without you.” I reached across the table to cover his hand with mine, feeling sparks against my skin as our gazes locked. “You gave up your life for me.”
“I did the only thing I knew how to. I gave up nothing,” Perry insisted as I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. The waitress set the bottle down as she eyed our joined hands, pouring it for us as she asked if we needed a moment to decide. I noticed that Perry didn’t make any effort to separate from me, giving the woman the distinct idea that this was a date. I could only imagine what she must think with both of us looking so emotional. “Yes, we’d like that.” She disappeared, and we parted slowly as I licked my lips, his eyes following the movement.
I looked at the necklace again for a long moment before securing it around my neck only to trace it with my fingertips. Perry handed me one of the glasses and paused as he seemed to think about what to say. “Here is to all of your hard work and your focus, Caroline. You have made me so proud, and I know that they can see all of this. Here’s to the future that you are going to have and all of your future success.” I raised my glass, and we clinked them together as a tear slid down my cheek.
“Again, because of you. You didn’t leave me alone,” I said with a trembling voice. “I love you for that, Perry.”
“I love you, too. Always have,” Perry told me, reminding me of how long we’d known each other and what he meant to me. We sipped the bubbly, dry liquid and I laughed as I set it down to dry my eyes.
I opened my menu to read the selections, still playing with the pendant. I went with the usual choice of steak and crab legs while Perry chose the Shrimp Alfredo. The waitress smiled as she glanced between us, assuring us that she’d bring the food over soon.
“Thank you for this…all of this.” I had gestured with my hand before I took a long swallow of the champagne. “I have no idea how to ever thank you properly.” I had many ideas, but they were nothing that I would admit to him.
“It’s a pleasure to see you smile,” Perry told me as I swallowed the lump in my throat. Would my parents hate me for feeling this way about him? Would they support me? “I took a closer look at The Brando. There is a lot to do. Think you’ll be up to most of it?”
I hated talking about it sometimes. I felt like I was taking advantage of his already generous nature when I told Perry yes to the trip. “I think so. Scuba diving might not happen, but I do want to snorkel over the coral and all the sea life. I want to swim at Mermaid Beach and explore every inch of the grounds.”
“That all sounds great to me,” Perry agreed as he slowly sipped from his glass. I knew that he was going to stop since he was driving us home, leaving me to drink most of the bottle. “It is a lovely area and sounds like we’ll have a lot of it to ourselves.”
“I like that idea better than a crowded beach with a million people,” I murmured with some regret as he smiled at me.
“I prefer it as well.” I touched the necklace again, feeling it rest against the burgundy material of the cocktail dress that I wore underneath the gown. All my friends and I went shopping for them together and planned on meeting up later if we weren’t too drunk. That was not possible as I eyed the bottle and took another sip. We had a lot of plans before leaving on the trip.
I was good and buzzed when we finished eating, and I held onto Perry’s arm as we walked to his car. I giggled and chatted as I leaned closer to inhale his scent, wondering if I was imagining things as he stiffened beside me. Perry opened the door to his car, helping me inside as his hand brushed against my bare back.
I shivered, feeling my nipples harden against the dress before he jerked his hand away. I wanted him to keep touching me, to slip my dress off when we arrived home and do it everywhere.
Once we arrived home, Perry told me that he had something to do and left quickly. Of course, he made sure that I didn’t need anything first. I stumbled up to my room and slipped off the dress, managing to find a tank top and some shorts before I stumbled downstairs. I turned on the television, finding something on one of the movie channels that I watched with blurry eyes.
I wanted Perry here with me. Sober, my need for him was strong, but after a little alcohol, it was nearly unbearable. I stared at the people on the screen as they dropped all their clothes and started to have sex, making me moan as I slid my hand between my legs. I didn’t know if I was alone other than the memory of his leaving so fast, but I stroked my clit as the man drove his cock into the woman hard and rough.
I was a virgin but thought that I wanted Perry to treat me that way. I moved my hand down, slipping a finger inside of myself as I kept playing with my clit, gasping as the pressure built up inside of me. I moved deeper and was soon coming as I cried out Perry’s name in a broken voice, relaxing as warmth washed over my fingers and against the shorts that I was wearing. The need to have him inside of me nearly made me weep as I curled my body up into a ball, watching the screen in silence.
I knew that I should get to bed, but I dozed off on the couch, wondering where Perry was.
Perry
Once she touched my hand, I was done for. The heat that flowed between us was unlike anything that I ever felt before, and I froze as the waitress brought the champagne. I knew what this looked like, that I should stop but I needed the contact too much. It wasn’t until after that I found the strength to move and make an effort to make a toast.
Caroline looked as disappointed as I felt for a fleeting second before she slipped the necklace around her neck, making me feel emotional all over again, this was an intense day for me, and I raised my glass as I thought about what to say.
I played back the entire day, from breakfast to the moment she walked across the stage, easily the most beautiful woman in the auditorium. I remembered the way she hugged her friends and teachers, as well as the way the guys looked at her. A part of me wondered how many of them felt her wrapped around them, but I pushed it away. That didn’t matter since these people were closer to her age and much more appropriate for her.
I also felt the eyes of the women lingering on me, but I paid them no attention. There was only one woman here that I cared anything about and she was watching me as an older blonde brushed against me, surprising me when she wanted to leave for dinner after that. Caroline murmured something about making the reservation, but I didn’t have a set one. I reserved a table for the night, which was easy since I designed the building. They let me in any time that I wanted.
I walked her to the car, taking in her tight calves in the black pumps as she strode ahead of me, seemingly angry. “Are you okay?” I called out to her as she turned and smiled over her shoulder.
“Of course I am. It’s my graduation, isn’t it?” She questioned me with a bright smile on her beautiful face. She seemed fine when we were at the table and toasting, settling into the meal and ordering her favorite plate. I thought that my toast sounded stilted and not at all like what I intended, but it seemed to make her cry.
I felt the surge of emotions as she told me that she loved me and I couldn’t help but to say it back, trying to remind myself at the end of the nature of that love.
We chatted idly about the trip, and I sensed some discomfort on her part about it. I was certain that she felt guilty about the cost of it and brushed it off as I asked her what she wanted to do. The clothes that she’d purchased were perfect for the trip if not too revealing for me, particularly the bright colored swimsuits. I knew that she’d be stared at constantly and the alpha male in me wasn’t ready for that, much less the part of me that always felt the need to protect Caroline.
She had worked hard at the gym at a young age and looked great as a result. We both ate relatively healthy and kept ourselves in shape and in summer vacation clothes, Caroline was going to be a cock tease for every man within a few feet from her. For that matter, women too though I didn’t think that was her thing.
I knew that she was well on the way to being drunk when we left, giggling, and chatting as she pressed close to me. I felt her hold tight onto my arm as she leaned close, tensing as my body responded to her all too quickly. When I helped her into the car, I felt her soft, hot skin against my hands all over again and knew that I couldn’t take it any longer. I closed her door after removing my hand from her body, texting a massage therapist that I’d seen a few times when I was looking for something extremely casual with no strings attached. We’d never had sex before but tonight was going to be different since I hadn’t been with a woman for a few weeks since realizing my feelings for Caroline.
I had to work her out of my system lodged deep inside of another woman’s pussy, and Brianna was my first choice. I knew that she was a professional and that I could get what I needed and leave.
I drove her home, trying not to be too aware of her sweet scent and the fact that she was drunk. Drunk meant vulnerable and knew from her actions tonight that she’d give herself to me without any hesitation. I didn’t want it that way with Caroline, so I was going to make sure that she was safe before I left. Hell, she’d better be passed out and alone. I didn’t want anyone else touching her either unless it was her own hand.
That I wanted to see, nearly making me consider staying home. Instead, I brought Caroline into the house and made sure that she was going to stay home, explaining that I had somewhere to go for a bit. Her face fell, but she told me that she was just going to change and watch some television and enjoy the buzz. I watched her head upstairs and then come back down before I quietly left, hard as a rock.
I got into my car and drove to Brianna’s apartment, using my navigation to get there since it had been a while. I parked in the lot and went to knock firmly on Brianna’s door, watching as she opened it dressed in a short black dress with a tank top wrapped around her neck that offered plenty of her cleavage. “Feeling tense?” She asked me as I strode in, heading past the spare room that she used as a massage room to the next door down. “Perry? That’s the bedroom.”
I paused and turned to look at her, seeing understanding cross her face. “You fuck, don’t you? I’ll pay you extra for anything you let me do to you.”
“Yes, for you.” Her voice was soft as she walked towards me with wide honey colored eyes, slipping the shoes off as she moved towards me. “You’ve never wanted sex before.”
“Tonight, I do,” I stated simply before I turned to step through the door to see a king-sized bed that looked a bit messy.
“I didn’t expect this. I’m sorry,” Brianna apologized to me as I gave her a long look.
“Turn around,” I told her as she pressed her plum toned lips together and complied. I untied the dress and slipped it down her hot little body, not surprised at all to find her bare underneath. She liked a little play while she gave me blowjobs or hand jobs and I slipped my hands over her sides before tugging one of her nipples as she moaned. “You’re ready for cock, aren’t you?” I moved my other hand to massage her wet cunt, finding her clit and circling it firmly. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, Perry. God, yes.” Brianna dropped her head against me as I brought her to a release, gasping as she reached back to unbutton my pants. She dropped them, and I pushed her down onto the bed as I asked if she had any condoms. She played innocent with me, but she gave massages for a living that were well known for happy endings. “In the nightstand.”
I stripped and reached for a pile of them, dropping all but one as I ripped it open. I sheathed myself completely before I slapped her pale ass, hearing Brianna cry out as the skin reddened. I saw the glistening of her pussy and the juices that dripped down her thighs as I licked my lips and pushed her forward. I parted her ass cheeks, dragging the tip over her tight hole slowly before I thrust my cock inside of her wet pussy. She was loose, making me think further that she liked this more than she cared to admit. I didn’t care. I needed to come inside of a woman before this trip, and Brianna wouldn’t be the only one.
I gripped her hips, fucking her hard and deep as she moaned and whimpered with every movement of my hips. I dropped forward, finding her breast as I squeezed and pulled on her nipples with one hand as she rocked with me, closing my eyes as I pretended that it was Caroline under me.
I played back the sight of her in her bed and her scent as I felt myself edging closer to an orgasm. I imagined her in her bed with her legs spread and her hand inside of herself as I cried out and shot into the latex as Brianna screamed with another orgasm. I rested for a moment before pulling out, flipping her onto her back.
I removed the condom and tied it off before dropping it to the floor to collect later. I told Brianna to spread her legs and watched as she did with a dazed look in her eyes. I leaned down, taking a nipple between my teeth before I slid my hard cock between her tits, fucking them with my hands pressing them firmly together before I shot on her chin and throat as she jerked her head up.
I left soon after that, with Brianna sleeping soundly in her bed. I dressed and left a wad of cash on the same table as the condoms. I tucked the condom in a tissue, then into my pocket before I made my way home. I found Caroline on the couch, passed out in front of what looked like an erotic vampire movie or show. She was dressed in tight sleep shorts and a tank top, and I took in the dark spot in the light gray material between her legs. I lifted her hand slowly to smell her fingers, hardening when I realized they smelled like her. I had caught this scent a few times before my tongue darted out to taste her, making my mouth water. I sucked a finger into my mouth as I looked down to see her arch her back, putting her now hard nipples on display.
I removed her from my mouth, knowing that I was too damn close to ripping off her shorts and going to town on her sweet pussy. I placed her hand on her stomach, watching as the stain grew on her shorts. I covered her with a blanket and made sure all the doors were locked before I headed upstairs to my room, ready to jerk off all over again.
Fuck.
Caroline
Before I knew it, we were in a van headed for the airport early one morning. I was packed and ready on paper,
but nervous inside. He’d been acting strange since dinner, being gone a lot and working. Perry claimed that he needed everything to be settled at the office but would that include nights as well? I knew it had before, but he seemed to want to be home more in the evenings once I lived here.
I thought back to the morning following the dinner. I was covered up on the couch but highly turned on as I remembered someone sucking on my finger in a dream, a finger on the hand that I used on myself. Was it just a dream? There was no possible way that Perry would have done that while I was sleeping, though I liked the idea of it. So much so that I masturbated right then and there to start my day.
I wore jean shorts and sandals to the airport with a faded coral t-shirt. The central part of the flight was a few hours, and then the one to the actual resort would be about another twenty minutes. Perry sipped coffee on the way and looked out of the window as I took him in for a moment. He was quiet, but it was early. Everyone was mellow during an early flight, weren’t they? I hadn’t been on a lot since I was a kid. Since the crash, I was terrified of them but that was a big issue that my therapist talked me through right away. I just hadn't tested that until now. I was more nervous about Perry than anything else.
We checked our luggage in, and I held onto the backpack that contained my Kindle and laptop, just in case. We boarded into first class and got ourselves settled into the luxurious seats before I looked out of the window.
I read a book on my device, and he browsed through the paper while we were in the air. I enjoyed the breakfast that was much nicer than I expected and smiled at him as he sipped another cup of coffee. “Thank you again for this. I am so excited to get there.”
Perry gave me a tired smile as he nodded, making me catch the dark mark on his neck. Was that a hickey? “I am too. You’re welcome.”
