by Helen Cooper
I came out of my reverie and slapped him across the face. “How dare you manhandle me like that?” I glared at him. “I don’t know what sort of whores you normally go for drinks with but I’m not one of them.”
He looked back at me silently but his eyes were glowing with mirth. “Sorry.” He picked up my hand and kissed it softly. “I’ll not touch them without permission again.”
“Good.” I sat back and crossed my legs. I could feel that my panties were moist and I rearranged my legs again. Bradley had made me horny and now all I could think about were his hands on my thighs again.
“So maybe you can decide what we talk about then?” His voice was low and I had a feeling he was laughing at me.
“Why don’t you tell me what you do for a living?” I looked at him curiously.
“A bit of this and a bit of that.”
“Great answer.” I sighed. He was really starting to irritate me and I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands on me.
“So when did you graduate from college, Sarah?”
“Why?”
“I was wondering how old you were?” He smiled. “It might help me understand why you are so skittish.”
“I’m not skittish.” I glared at him.
“Most women I date are happy to feel my touch.” His mouth came down on mine and he kissed me again. I kept my mouth closed at first but as I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, I opened it up and kissed him back with as much passion as I could. I got lost in the moment and pushed myself into him, running my hands over his chest and allowing his hands to roam all over my back. When we eventually separated, he looked at me and grinned. “I guess you showed me.”
I laughed at the look on his face. He was gorgeous. When again would I have the chance to hook up with someone so handsome? I thought back to my plan to tease him and then leave but realized that was something an immature person would do. Every fiber in my body was telling me to sleep with him. To have a one-night stand with him. I’d never have to see him again.
“I guess I did.” Without thinking, I pushed him back into the chair and leaned in to kiss him again. This time I didn’t hold back at all and allowed my hands to run down his jeans and over his crotch. I grinned as I felt his intake of breath. I may be young and slightly inexperienced but I wasn’t a prude. I’d watched plenty of movies to have a few tricks up my sleeves. When I eventually pulled back, Bradley looked at me with eyes full of lust.
“Spend the night with me,” he whispered in my ears. “Let me ravish you.”
I leaned back and looked at him, unsure of what to say. He could sense my hesitation and leaned in towards me. “Let me show you what it’s like to sleep with a man, and not a boy.” He took my hand and guided it to his jeans and rested it on his crotch. “Let me show you how a man can fuck you.” I gasped at his words and involuntarily grabbed his cock. It was hard beneath my touch. It felt hard and thick and long through his jeans and I felt my body melting inside. He was right about one thing. The guys I had been with before had just been boys; nothing about them had been particularly exciting. This man had me feeling wetter and hornier from a kiss than I’d had ever felt before in my life. I closed my eyes and made a decision.
“Okay.” I opened my eyes and looked at him. “I’ll spend the night with you.”
Chapter 4
As soon as I had spoken, Bradley had dropped some money on the table and jumped up, pulling me with him. We walked out of the bar without saying a word and Bradley hailed a cab. We sat in the car in silence. Bradley played with my hair and I wondered if I was doing the right thing. I’d never had a one-night stand before. I didn’t know what was expected or if I was experienced enough to satisfy him. The buzz I’d had gotten from my drink was long gone and now I wondered if I had jumped into something I shouldn’t have.
Bradley seemed to have read my mind because he pulled me in close for an embrace and I melted against his lips, once again feeling overcome by lust as I felt his tongue in my mouth. I didn’t even realize that we had arrived at his apartment until he pulled me out of the cab. I followed behind him in a daze and we locked lips again as soon as we got to his elevator. When we got to his floor, I realized he lived in the penthouse apartment. I wanted to ask him what he did for a living; he had to be pretty rich if he lived in a penthouse in Manhattan.
“Wow, this is beautiful,” I spoke breathlessly while looking around. His place was huge. Probably bigger than any houses I’d been in. And the view was amazing. “This is gorgeous.” I paused to look at him. “What do you do, Bradley?”
“Shh.” He placed a finger over my lips and pulled me towards him, crushing my breasts into his chest. I let his lips silence me. I didn’t really want to know what he did. I didn’t want to know him as more than a moody man that I slept with once. I had a habit of getting too emotionally connected to guys. The less I knew the better. “Open your eyes.” He pulled away from me and stared deeply into my eyes. “I want you to know exactly who is making love to you tonight.”
“Uhm, don’t you mean fucking me?” The words tripped out of my mouth carelessly, feeling coarse and vulgar.
“I don’t fuck Sarah. I make love.” His voice was low and smooth. “I make sweet gentle love.” I stared at him in awe as he put one of my fingers into his mouth and sucked on it. I swear I nearly came right then and there.
“Uh, ok.” I couldn’t think of any smart retort. All I wanted was to be in this man’s bed.
“Come.” He led me into a huge room, it was bigger than my whole apartment, and picked me up. I wriggled in his arms, embarrassed because I knew I was no lightweight. “Stop moving.” He plopped me down on the bed and sat next to me then pulled his shirt off. I gulped as I stared at his chest. It was smooth and toned with a small scar by his bellybutton. I looked at it in amazement. I think I must have looked at it for too long because he grabbed my chin and pulled my face up. “What are you staring at?”
“Your scar,” I breathed. “Not because it’s repulsive or anything,” I spoke quickly not wanting him to feel bad. “It’s actually quite beautiful.” I laughed uncomfortably as his eyes glazed over. I could feel my body heating up at his stare and I moved around on the bed.
“That’s one of the nicest compliments I’ve ever gotten.” He smiled at me. The first genuine smile he’d ever given me. “You are quite the woman, Sarah Smith.”
I pushed him down onto the bed quickly. This was not the time for me to actually start thinking he was a nice guy. I slid on top of him and leaned down to kiss him and moaned against his mouth as I felt him pull my top off. My naked breasts rubbed against his chest and I felt his hands rubbing my back.
“Well, aren’t you a wild one?” He rolled me over onto my back so that he was on top of me and I felt my stomach doing flip-flops as he bent his head to my breasts and started sucking on my nipples. He pinched my other nipple as he sucked on one and I felt my panties grow moist. He kissed his way down to my stomach and then stuck his tongue in my bellybutton. I moaned with desire and my body went still as his tongue reached the top of my jeans. He paused and looked up at me. “Are you sure?” he questioned, his fingers resting on the button of my jeans.
I nodded quickly, my eyes glazed with desire and he grinned at me as he pulled my jeans off. I waited to feel his hands on me but instead I heard what sounded like laughter. I looked up and he was bent over in hysterics.
“What’s so funny?” I sat up in my panties and glared at him, wondering why I felt so bad inside. He pointed at my panties and I groaned. I had on my Snoopy panties. There was nothing sexy about that.
“I’m guessing you weren’t planning on getting laid tonight?”
“No. I wasn’t.” I reached down for my top and he grabbed my arm.
“Oh no you don’t,” he growled and fell back onto the bed. “It’s your turn now.” He nodded to his pants and I eagerly crawled between his legs to pull his jeans down. He was wearing black briefs underneath his jeans and I swallowed hard when I sa
w his hard cock trying to burst out of the briefs. It looked like he was huge. I hesitated when pulling his jeans off, not sure if I should take the briefs off as well but decided to leave them on for now. He had left my panties on. I got back on top of him and the feeling of his cock in-between my legs felt like heaven. He pulled me down on top of him and his chest felt even harder to my now extra sensitive nipples. I felt his hands groping my ass and when he slipped a hand into my panties, I felt myself grow extra wet. His fingers weaved their way between my legs and he only had to rub my clit twice before I had my first orgasm. I groaned as I came and he grinned at me.
“Well, that was easy.” I felt him start to rub my clit again and I opened my legs wider so that he could have better access to my sweet spot. He groaned and kissed down my stomach to my panties. I felt his hot breath on my pussy through my panties and then he sucked on my clit through the material.
“Oh my God,” I moaned as I felt waves of desire run through me.
“Bye bye, Snoopy,” he whispered as he pulled my panties down with his teeth. I looked up at him from the bed and screamed as he pushed his face up to my pussy and stuck his tongue in me. His tongue was long and dexterous. I’d never felt a tongue do to me the things that his tongue was doing. I grabbed his hair and ran my hands back and forth through his scalp as he pleasured me with his mouth. He finally came up for air and I slid down the bed to pull his briefs off, his magnificent cock popped out and it was even bigger than I had imagined. He got back on the bed and I crawled down so I could take him in my mouth.
“Hold on.” He grabbed my legs and pulled my pussy up to his face. “I’ve always found 69 a most pleasurable way to start the night.” And then I felt his tongue licking my clit. I trembled as my pussy quaked in his face and slowly took him into my mouth. His cock tasted like him, salty, manly and sexy. I sucked on the tip eagerly and then took as much of him into my mouth as I could. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock as he sucked on my clit and I felt myself grinding myself into his face so that I could feel his tongue inside of me again. I groaned as he pulled me off him and flipped me onto my back.
I looked up at him as he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and slipped it on his huge cock. He lowered himself onto me and I felt the tip of him at the entryway of my pussy. He looked at me as if checking to make sure it was okay and I groaned and wrapped my legs around him so that I could push his cock into me fully. He growled and I felt his cock slide in and out of me with abandon. I could feel every inch of him in me and I willingly put my legs over his shoulders as he lifted them up. He then proceeded to slam into me even harder and just as I was about to close my eyes, he grabbed my hands and stared down at me. We looked into each other’s eyes as he slid in and out of me and our gaze only broke apart when I came and moaned and wriggled so loudly that he couldn’t help but come as well. He grunted before he fell on top of me and kissed me. I sighed as I felt him withdraw his cock from me. He pulled off the condom, which was full of semen and pulled me over to him. “So how did you like that?”
“Eh.” I grinned up at him. “I’ve had better.”
“Really?” There went the eyebrows again. I felt his fingers idly playing with my breasts.
“Yeah.” I paused. “I’d say that boys were better than men, actually.”
“Really?” He pinched my nipples hard. “Is that what you would say?”
“Ouch.” I tried to pull away from him. “That hurt.”
He ignored my words, bent his head, and started to suck on my nipples again. I felt them grow hard in his mouth as he alternated sucking on each nipple. Then I felt his teeth nipping each one and I felt myself growing wet again. “No Bradley.” I wriggled under him. “I don’t know if I can go again.” I’d already had three orgasms and wasn’t sure if I could handle another.
“I think you can.” He grinned at me and pulled me on top of him. I felt his cock in-between my legs and felt myself go weak at the feel of him growing as I slowly moved back and forth. I rubbed myself back and forth on him, making sure that the tip of his cock rubbed my clit. I could feel a climax building up and increased the speed of my movements. Bradley was grabbing my breasts as I moved back and forth on him and I felt every nerve ending in my body respond to the pleasure I was feeling.
As I started moving back and forth even faster, I could feel the tip of him sliding into my pussy a little bit. I wanted to feel him inside of me again but knew that I couldn’t ride him without a condom on. I figured that just the tip wasn’t a big deal but as I felt closer and closer to coming, I allowed his cock to slide in me a little bit deeper and deeper, until I realized he was fully inside of me and I was no longer just rubbing my clit on his dick, I was riding it. Bradley was on his back with his eyes closed as I bounced up and down on him, his cock enjoying the feel of my pussy lips quivering around him. I think he realized what was going on when I did because I saw him look up at me with stilled lustful eyes as I slammed down on him and slid off him. I waited for him to reach over and grab another condom and then I slid back down on his cock. He held my hips as I bounced up and down on him and we both came together a few minutes later. This time I collapsed on him and we must have drifted off to sleep because I woke up the next morning curled next to him with his hands on my breasts.
I lay there unable to move. I thought back to the night before and stifled a groan. I couldn’t believe that I had not only had sex with Bradley but also had it multiple times. I had never done this sort of thing before. And I wasn’t sure what the protocol was the morning after. Was I just supposed to slip out of the apartment? I looked at the clock on the wall and my decision was made for me. If I didn’t leave in five minutes, I was going to be late for work. Bradley was either out of it or pretending to be out of it because he just groaned and rolled over as I jumped out of the bed. I grabbed my clothes and dressed quickly before leaving the apartment. I looked back at his naked body lying in the bed and grinned to myself. He had been right. He was all man and he was the best sex I’d ever had in my life.
Chapter 5
I was about to run into work when I realized that there was no way I could go into the Zoom office with jeans and a skanky top. I ran quickly into a Macy’s and bought myself some new underwear and a new suit. I figured on my new salary, I could afford it. As long as I kept the job anyway.
Lewis was waiting in my office when I got in and I beamed up at him. “Morning.” My voice expressed my happiness. I was still on a sexual high.
“Morning, Sarah.” He looked at me grimly. “So I think the boss is back today or tomorrow so we need those stats ASAP.”
“Oh ok.” All of a sudden, my high came crashing down. “Uhm, what time?” I smiled weakly praying he would say by close of business.
“If you can have them in my office in two hours that would be great.”
I nodded slowly and wondered if I could run out of the building and never come back. “Sure.”
“Great. I knew anyone who had taken two of Dr. Takei’s classes would be able to pull it off.” He walked out of the room and I sank into my seat with sweat building up in my forehead. Dr. Takei? I’d never heard of him or her. I’d taken classes with professors whose names were Flowery Summer and The Great Hilda San Tomas. My teachers were former hippies who let us watch movies in class and spent hours practicing the inflections of cartoon characters. I could do a mean Minnie Mouse but I certainly couldn’t churn out any stats.
I opened the file once again and turned on the computer. I felt like I was going to cry. The words on the pages just made no sense to me. I knew I had to come up with something or I was going to be out on my ear. I had no savings and Jane had just quit her job; there was no way that I could get fired. I had to come up with a plan. One that would use my real educational experience! I got a notepad out and started making a list:
Reasons Why I Didn’t Create The Charts
1. Get really sick- maybe fake faint
2. Pretend that I get a phone call
from a family member that is sick
3. Pretend that a spirit has taken over my body
4. Pretend that I have amnesia and forgot
5. Seduce Lewis and hope he forgets
I paused as I wrote number five and thought back to the previous night. I sat back for a second and smiled. I hadn’t known that sex could be so good. It had been amazing. So amazing that my body was still tingling just thinking about it. I looked at my watch and tried to ignore the sad feeling that befell me. Bradley hadn’t called or texted me to see how I was doing. I knew it was irrational to feel upset. I had gone into it only wanting a one-night stand but I had hoped that he would have wanted me. Maybe he thought I was too young and immature. I sighed. Maybe he just wasn’t that attracted to me. Especially if he had slinky women like that blonde hanging on his arm every night. I wondered if I would ever see him again. It would be nice to just have one more night with him.
