A Life Changing Encounter

by Alexa Kane

“Fine,” he whips his t-shirt over his head and throws it at me, “I’ll give you dinner and a show then.”

  I have never met anyone that is this confident before, “Do you ever get women saying no to you?”

  He smirks while looking down at the counter, “Not usually.”

  “Fine, I’ll fuck you.” Kyle drops what he is doing and reaches for the buttons on his jeans while walking over to me but I hold my hands up to stop him, “After dinner.”

  He shrugs his shoulders and does his top button back up, “Fair enough.”

  I watch Kyle cook dinner even though it’s clear he doesn’t really know what he’s doing. Pancakes must have been his go to dish but I’m impressed that he is trying so hard to win me over. While he cooks he asks me about my day, he seems to enjoy my stories about the kids and even asks me what they look like so he can picture them correctly.

  The whole process has been really nice but there is something weighing on my conscious, “Kyle, I’m not the kind of girl who has casual sex, I know you and Alice had an arrangement where you saw other people but I’m not like that.”

  He raises one eyebrow, “Why are you saying?”

  Fuck, I thought he would catch my drift more easily, “I’m saying that if I end up fucking you more than once, I want to be the only one.”

  He scoffs at me, “Please, you’ll fuck me at least twice, tonight.”

  “I’m serious Kyle, I’m not that kind of girl.” I’ve always been a fuck my boyfriend type of girl and this whole casual sex thing is a bit new to me.

  I’m not an overly jealous person but I don’t think I could handle sleeping with someone and wondering who else they had been with and when.

  “Okay fine, I’ll only fuck you but that doesn’t mean you are my girlfriend or anything, don’t get any ideas.” He points at me for emphasis, “Girls be all crazy when they get some of my cock.”

  I laugh at the idea of being Kyle’s girlfriend, “Trust me, I won’t be going crazy for you, I just want to get over an ex and then we will be done.”

  He doesn’t look convinced, “Sure thing.”

  “I mean it,” I say adamantly.

  He winks back at me, “Like I said, sure.”

  “Whatever,” rolling my eyes, I hope that it’s easier said than done. I like the look of him in my kitchen and we haven’t even had sex yet.

  When Kyle plates up, I’m pleasantly surprised that it doesn’t taste too bad, “This is pretty good Kyle.”

  “Thanks, to be honest I can only cook a few dishes, I normally get takeout.”

  It’s refreshing how honest Kyle is and our conversation through dinner is light and easy. When we are finished eating, Kyle helps me clean up and then surprises me once again by leading me into the living room.

  He pulls me down on the couch and into his side before putting a movie on.

  This is nice, really nice.

  The feel of Kyle’s arm around me makes me relax after a stressful day at work. Sometime during the second movie, I feel my eyes get heavy and I soon drift off to sleep.

  ***

  I feel heavy arms around my body and something is digging into my backside.

  That’s right, Kyle’s here.

  Squirming slightly, I take great pleasure in feeling Kyle’s erection digging into me and by the feel of it, I’m going to enjoy having sex with him.

  My eyes are still closed but I soak in the feeling of Kyle’s body behind mine, he is completely wrapped around me like a warm blanket.

  I can tell the moment he wakes up, as his hand finds its way to my breast, he begins rubbing it as he says, “Morning Pretty Girl.”

  “Morning,” rolling over slightly, I search blindly for his lips.

  When they meet, we both groan in unison and I waste no time opening up to him.

  I thought he was a good kisser when he was wasted but he’s even better now, I had no idea that I could get this turned on from just one kiss.

  Sunlight is pouring down on us which confuses me until I realize that we are still on the couch.

  Still, it’s quite bright for how early it is.

  His kisses intoxicate me but I feel like I’m missing something.

  As Kyle removes my top, I open my eyes to see a very bright room.

  What the hell?

  Why is it so bright?

  No, no, no!

  Gasping, I sit upright and look around for my phone. Finding it on the ground, I pick it up only to find out that it’s flat. “Fuck! Kyle, what’s the time?”

  He groans in protest against the light, “Why is it so bright?”

  “That’s exactly what I want to know, now what time is it?” I shove him again to get his attention and he reluctantly pulls his phone out of his pocket.

  When I see the time, I almost die inside.

  “I’m late, I’m so fucking late.” Jumping up, I run into the bathroom and flick the water on. There is no way I have time for a shower but a quick one is better than stinking out my class for the entire day.

  Just as I am about to pull my panties down, Kyle pokes his head in. Immediately, I place my hands over my breasts to cover them, for some reason I feel embarrassed to have him look at me first thing in the morning.

  I don’t even think Kyle has noticed that I’m nearly naked, he still seems half asleep, “What are you going on about?”

  “I’m late for work Kyle now get out, I need to shower.” Even though I was going to have sex with him last night and definitely this morning, I don’t want this to be the first time that he sees me naked.

  “Oh, right,” he rubs his hand over his face and then through his hair, “Why don’t I go get my truck and meet you outside, I’ll give you a ride.”

  “Really?” I ask surprised, “You would do that for me?”

  He shrugs his shoulders, “Sure, why not?”

  Before I can thank him, he disappears and I waste no time stripping off and jumping in the shower.

  After the quickest shower of my life, I get dressed and grab a banana on my way out the door.

  A huge black truck pulls up just as I walk outside and when I see its Kyle, I awkwardly pull myself up and get buckled in.

  He takes off and I punch in the directions to my school on his GPS. Finally able to relax now that I’m on my way to school, I open my banana and take a mouthful.

  “Fuuuuuuccck,” Kyle groans and I watch as he shifts in his seat.

  “What?” what the hell is his problem now?

  He gestures to the banana and I have to laugh when I catch on, “Don’t be immature Kyle, it’s just a banana.”

  “Yeah, you’re right and my cock is way bigger than that banana so it’s not even realistic anyway.”

  My cheeks heat with the truth of that statement and I struggle to eat the rest of my meagre breakfast.

  When we pull up outside my school, I have only minutes to spare. I’m about to jump down when I feel strong hands pulling me backwards, “Uh, uh, uh, I need my thank you kiss first.”

  Turning around, I give Kyle a quick kiss and then jump down out of his truck. “Thanks Kyle,” I shut the door and then turn and run, hoping that none of my kids saw that and want to tease me about it later.

  Chapter 5

  Kyle

  I’ve been antsy all day waiting to pick Jessica up from work, I’ve spent the last three nights at her place and have had zero sex.

  Nada.

  Nothing.

  Not even the tip.

  I’m losing my game and my damn fucking mind.

  I need inside her and tonight, I can’t believe I feel asleep last night, who the hell falls asleep without fucking the chick beside them first? An idiot, that’s who.

  Seeing her walk out those school gates makes my dick twitch, I’m not sure whose looking forward to this more.

  She gets in my truck looking even more beautiful than this morning, “Thanks for picking me up, it’s been a long ass day.”

  No shit, “No problem, are those different pants
than what you had on this morning?”

  “Why yes they are Kyle, thanks for noticing, little Jimmy who I was telling you about yesterday told me he felt sick two seconds before he threw up on my leg.”

  “No shit?” I start laughing but Jessica doesn’t, in fact, she looks very fucking unimpressed. “You want to go out for dinner and get a drink before we head back to your place?”

  “Yeah that would actually be nice, you pick, I don’t care where.” Jessica puts her seatbelt on then leans her head back and closes her eyes, damn, she looks like she’s had a really bad day.

  I pull up outside this low-key place I found a few months ago and we end up ordering take out. Suits me just fine, I can’t wait to go back to her place and sit on her couch.

  I love that couch nearly as much as I love her tits.

  While we are waiting, I watch this dorky dude in a suit order and Jessica tenses beside me, “You know that dude?”

  “Yes, he’s my ex,” she turns her back on him, trying to hide from him but it doesn’t work, as soon as he gets a glimpse of her ass, he’s calling out her name.

  “Jessie, is that you?”

  “Jessie? Seriously?” she gives me a look that tells me I need to shut up then puts a huge smile on her face and turns around.

  “Charlie, hi, how are you?” I tune out their conversation as it’s boring and place my hand on her ass, it’s a nice fucking ass.

  Jessica nudges me and when I look up, both of them are staring at me so I decide to introduce myself, “Sup, I’m Kyle.”

  Charlie offers me his hand so I shake it, then I put my arm around Jessica’s shoulder and just like I thought he would, he raises one eyebrow in question.

  “I see you have moved on then Jessie,” he looks me up and down then says, “Nice choice.”

  Asshole.

  I see pricks like this all the time in my line of work, I love shutting them down when I get a chance.

  Our number gets called for our food so I take the opportunity to remind this prick who gets to fuck this fine piece of ass tonight, “Baby that’s us, let’s go, I’m starving and I’m not talking about food.” For emphasis, I kiss her neck and just like I thought, this asshole is not happy.

  As soon as we get in my truck and I pull away from the curb, Jessica is squealing with excitement, “Did you see his face? That was amazing!”

  “You’re welcome, do I get a reward tonight for my good work?”

  Her pretty smile tells me that I’m definitely in for a good time, “Oh, you sure do hot stuff.”

  “Let’s get home then Pretty Lady.”

  My plan is to fuck her as soon as we get inside but my stomach starts rumbling so I decide we should eat first. After all, if I’m going to spend the night fucking her then I need some sustenance.

  We put on one of our favorite shows and sit side by side on the couch, eating take out and yelling at the TV.

  It’s great, so great in fact that we end up spending all night like that and she falls asleep with her head on my shoulder.

  Just my fucking luck.

  Not wanting to wake her, I gently pick her up and place her on her bed then I go and clean up the living room. Once I’m back in her bedroom, I undress her and place her under the covers.

  Seeing her in her underwear makes me want to wake her up but she’s had a hard day so I set my alarm extra early so we have a chance to fuck in the morning before she goes to work.

  Stripping off, I jump into bed beside her and take her into my arms, she instantly curls up around me and I’m asleep not long afterwards.

  My alarm startles both of us but especially me since I hardly ever use the thing.

  Jessica starts groaning and moving around in the bed, “Ugh, we ate so much last night, I feel like a huge fatty.”

  “Trust me when I say you aren’t fat,” to prove my point, I rip the covers down and take in her incredible body.

  She looks down at herself in confusion, “Did you undress me last night?”

  “Yep,” I smirk at her, not even caring if she thinks I’m a creep for it.

  A body like hers shouldn’t be hidden beneath clothing.

  I expect for her to scold me but she gets up to go to the bathroom instead, when she walks back into room she says, “I do feel really fat though, do you mind if I go for a run?”

  For some reason I say, “Why don’t I come with you?”

  Never mind the fact that we still haven’t had sex, let’s just skip another opportunity and go for a run instead.

  Something is seriously wrong with me.

  But it all becomes worth it when she smiles at me, “Really? This might actually be fun, I’ll go get changed.”

  “I’ll go get my stuff then meet you outside,” I take great satisfaction in watching her eyes roam my body as I get changed.

  I almost crack a joke about double standards but I don’t want her to look away.

  Rushing across the street to my apartment, I get changed into my running gear but then stop to brush my teeth.

  The last thing I need is to breathe my stinking morning breath all over her and ruin the mood.

  When I meet her outside, she is once again wearing skimpy skin tight running gear that has me almost tripping up over my own feet.

  She has one of the tightest bodies I have ever seen, she looks like see has walked straight out of a fitness magazine, or a swimsuit magazine, I can’t decide, maybe both.

  Running with Jessica is actually quite fun, she’s a lot faster than I thought she would be but she still can’t beat me in a race and it’s driving her insane.

  Crashing through her apartment building door, I turn around and yell, “I win!”

  She was only seconds behind me but she’s breathing rather heavily which tells me she tried super hard to beat me. I like it.

  In fact, there’s a lot of things I like about this girl.

  “That’s…not,” she takes in huge mouthfuls of air between each word, “Fair!”

  Walking over to her, I put my arms around her but she pushes me away and walks towards the elevator, “Ah, you’re a sore loser.”

  “I am not,” she snaps but I love the fact that she is. “You should have let me win anyway, isn’t that what gentlemen are supposed to do?”

  “What made you think I’m a gentleman?” I raise one eyebrow in question but I only get crossed arms as an answer, her hip popping out to the side makes her look adorable.

  When she unlocks her apartment, I push past her and start removing my clothes.

  “What are you doing?” she still seems grumpy over losing so I’m hoping that this cheers her up.

  “I’m going to take a shower,” removing my underwear I get the exact reaction I wanted. Her mouth is hanging open in shock and her eyes are glued to my dick, “You see something you like Pretty Girl?”

  She stutters for a few seconds before she seems to get herself under control, “Okay yes, you have a very nice penis but it’s going to have to wait.”

  Gob smacked I ask, “Why?”

  “Because I have a job.” She’s back to folding her arms over her chest and popping her hip out, “Now go have a shower and make it quick because I want one before I have to leave for work.”

  Highly disappointed in her behavior, I walk into the bathroom and shower with the door open.

  Chapter 6

  Jessica

  Surprisingly Kyle isn’t outside my door when I get home from work, this shouldn’t make me so disappointed but it does.

  If I’m not careful I’m going to end up like Alice and be hung up on him for three years.

  I figure that Kyle will be around soon and being Friday night, we should have no interruptions.

  We can finally get down to business.

  I’m actually pretty excited but more than a little bit nervous.

  What if he has sex with me once and then moves on? I’ve grown to like hanging out with him and I don’t want that to end.

  Walking inside my apartment, I s
ee movement by my dining room table and I scream. Dropping my handbag, I high tail it into the kitchen to find a weapon.

  Picking up the biggest knife I can find, which is actually quite small and pretty non-threatening, I spin around to face my attacker.

  But instead of finding a burglar ready to hurt me, I see Kyle.

  Naked.

  Fucking hell.

  I drop the knife back on the bench and let out the huge breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

  Fuck me, he scared the shit out of me.

  Reaching up, I rub my hand over my chest, trying in vain to get my breathing under control.

  Kyle looks at me sheepishly then shrugs his shoulders saying, “Sorry.”

  “What the fuck Kyle?” how is it a good idea to break into someone’s apartment and scare them half to death.

  “Sorry, I thought it would be a good idea to wait for you naked,” he scratches his head and keeps his eyes cast down to the floor, “I can see now how that was a bad idea.”

  “You think,” now that I have my breathing under control, I take a look at the man standing in front of me.

  This isn’t the first time that I’ve seen Kyle naked but holy mother of god.

  His body is fucking insane.

  And that cock?

  Huge.

  I can’t wait to have that inside me.

  Maybe I was being a little too harsh on him, “I think I know a way you can make it up to me.”

  “Yeah?” he asks excitedly.

  “Yeah, you can fuck me with that huge cock of yours,” I can’t take my eyes away from it, or his body.

  This must be what it’s like for guys to stare at women’s breasts all the time, no wonder Kyle hardly ever looks at my face.

  He smiles brightly and makes his way over to me, “I was planning on it.”

  Kyle wraps his arms around my waist and brings my body flush against his, kissing me gently on the lips.

  I get lost in his touch, in his kisses, until a thought comes to me.

  Pushing back slightly I ask, “How did you get in here anyway?”

  “Oh, easy, I had a key made,” he leans in to kiss me again but I push at his chest.

  “A key?” how the hell did he have a key made?