by Eden Rose
Mumbles from them as they leave me alone, fade in and out of my ear drums and I roll my neck. “Bro, what’s your problem lately? You’ve been a real asshole since we left that sex club.”
“Dude, I saw Audrey’s friend there and it freaked me out.”
He throws his head back and chuckles. “You saw Ben and now you’re scared!”
My eyes roll and I give him a look that says I’m losing my cool. “No, his sister was there. She was making out with some girl… It was so unbelievably hot…”
“You saw her friend, Liz? Damn, she’s hot. And she digs women? I wonder if she would record them getting it on… We could make bank on that.”
“Yeah, no.”
Over the next week, I try to think of a way to run into Liz again. My fascination with her is crazy and I didn’t even feel this way with the ex Liz I dated. Two Lizs is going to make things difficult to keep up with. Maybe I should convince one to change their name. Ex Liz and New Liz. Or some stupid bull shit like that.
Why am I wanting New Liz so much? She’s my baby sister’s best friend which makes her undoubtedly too young for me. How the hell can any of that even work? What would it be like to be in a relationship with Liz?
Wait- fuck my life. I should probably see if she’s into dicks or if she sucks dick and licks pussy.
I’m kicked back on my couch Baron comes stomping through my house. We live together because we’re always working and none of us hang out at home too much. Plus, for being so close in age, we get along very well. Also, we both know the rules for when we have guests come over.
“Yo, bro. I got you something,” he calls from the door.
“What?” The football game is actually pretty close and it’s getting too close for me. I got two hundred that the Packers are going to win. So, I want my money.
“You’re going to want to see this surprise.”
When I hear two women giggling, my attention is redirected to Baron. “What are you doing, shit head?” I get off the couch and adjust my basketball shorts. It’s my one night off and if I could get away with being naked, I totally would.
I get to the door, and I stop dead in my tracks.
How did this happen?
In the doorway, there are two women who are scantily clothed and rubbing each other like bitches in heat. I find it rather entertaining and my dick rubs against my boxers.
The two women began to make out and touch each other. Like complete fools, my little brother and I watched them.
Liz
I called Audrey on my way home from the club. I needed to make sure that Garrett didn’t call her and tell her everything that I did.
All right, let me point something out to you. I really don’t give a fuck what people think of me and a lot of that comes with having a governor as a mother. People are always in my business and trying to get something from me. What I do is my business and it’s nobody elses.
Audrey has been through so much with that dumb ass child molester and I don’t want to unload my questions about my sexuality. I would like to think that she would be comfortable with my openness and I also would like to think that she has some idea as to what I do on the weekends with other people.
Distractedly, I hear her answer the phone. “Hey, Liz. What’s going on?”
I drum my fingers on my steering wheel and look out into the darkness of my place. I really don’t want to go inside. For some reason, I’m feeling very melancholy and all I want is to cuddle. Maybe I can call Jerry over.
Nah, better not. She’s probably still mad at me for ditching her at the club. Which she has every right to be. I did use her to put on a show for Garrett.
Why did I want to put on a show so bad? I don’t have any clue. It’s not as if I like him or something? Mother fucking shit. I’m a hot mess.
With my head resting on my steering wheel, I say: “Just got home from the bar with a couple of friends from school. What are you doing?” Secretly, I’m fishing for information. Any indications that she has a clue as to what I do on my spare time.
Does it make me a bad friend to keep something like this from her? I don’t think it does, but just to be safe, I don’t see too much harm in not letting her know that I’m bi and a member of a sex club where I have multiple sex partners in the same day. Yeah… Probably should keep this one tucked inside.
“Well, I just went to dinner with a guy I met in kickboxing…” Audrey’s melodic voice trails off as if she is trying to think of what to say.
Finally! A distraction!
“Tell me everything!” All of a sudden, my worries about what I felt for Garrett slip away and I listen to my friend recall her date.
“His name is Damien Alexander, he’s a dentist, so gorgeous, I want to sit on his face.”
I blurt out a laugh at the last part. “Thatta girl! I knew you had it in you!” She’s always so prissy and it’s nice to hear her be dirty.
“We’re having dinner together tomorrow and he’s coming here. Do you think it’s too soon to have sex with him?” I can hear something moving in the background of her phone and I strain to hear what it is.
Oh yeah. I forgot she got a kitten.
“I think you should do whatever you want to do and don’t worry about what you’re supposed to do.”
“When did you get to be so wise?” She asks with sarcasm dripping from her words.
I fight back a smile and then say: “Bitch, you know you miss me.”
“I miss all of you! Maybe this move wasn’t a good idea.” Audrey’s quiet for a few beats and then clears her throat. “Have you seen my brothers around lately? I haven’t heard from Garrett too much. I’m pretty sure I know that Baron is still being a whore.”
Out of all three Michaels’ kids, Baron is the one that has the reputation. Hell, I didn’t even go to their school and I know about it. Audrey is the quiet one who is gorgeous but doesn’t let anyone know this. And Garrett, he’s changed since he came back from the war. I don’t know what happened to him but I do know that he is completely different than how he was before.
“No, not really.” My lie is so thick and makes me want to choke on my words. I know I really didn’t have to lie but Audrey is too smart and I know she will pick up on something if I’m not careful with the information I can give out.
“Maybe the three of you can out and see me!”
We talk a little bit more and I try to see if she has talked to Garrett at all, and when she doesn’t give me any more information on if she had or hadn’t, I say good night.
The next day is rough in school. I can’t concentrate as the teacher discusses the importance on making sure the patient isn’t allergic to anything before treating them. How stupid could someone be for not checking something like that?
“And that is how I discovered my patient was allergic to latex…”
The whole class, of one hundred, erupts in laughter and to keep up with appearances, I start laughing too.
Garrett
Like the stalker that I am, I gathered Liz’s information. Truth be told, her name should have been enough of a warning for me. But like a siren, she’s calling to me and I have to see her.
It’s not even about the fact that she’s absolutely beautiful. It’s the fact that I have tried to hook up with three different women these past two weeks and none of them have kept my attention. I ended up eating them all out because my dick wouldn’t stay hard. I made some excuse as to why I couldn’t fuck them and I hoped the excuse worked.
“Why can’t you fuck me, Garrett?” Lydia asks as she adjusts herself on my bed. Her long red hair is spread out on my pillow and all I want is for it to be blonde hair.
My dick is getting softer as I try to come up with some sort of a reasoning. I can’t think of one single one because it will hurt her if I tell her the truth. “I’m sorry, Lydia-”
She pushes on my chest and shoves me off of her. My already softening cock has gone all the way soft. “My name is Cammy. You are a fucking assho
le!”
I watch in shock as she gathers all of her clothes and runs out of my room. I probably should have tried to stop her or something.. But, I didn’t.
Me: hey, do you know what lizs sched is?
Baron: y u wit that bitch again
Shit. I should have known that he would have thought I meant my ex. This is getting all jumbled and my dick needs Liz.
Baron: i kno u ugly as fck but dont do it
Me: you’re such an asshole
Baron: u txtd me dick
Me: you working out later
Baron: yeah, a hot red head at the gym
Me: wrap it up, you whore
Baron: get some btch
By his spelling, I can tell that he is already drunk.
*
I came to work early so I could look up her stats on our database. Typically, the cops from the shift before, leave out a few minutes early to get their shit on and get out before we even officially get clocked in. So, luckily for me, no one is here to witness me break about three different rules and possibly getting fired.
Well, Liz works at a nursing home and is going to nursing school. That makes it easy for me to find her and get her to go out on a fucking date with me. I’m hoping that if I can just get my dick in her, that I will be able to forget about my little sister’s best friend.
My chest caves a little at the thought of that. I don’t know why I keep trying to sleep with all of these women because it’s not working. The thing I liked about my ex Liz was just hanging out. God damn. Did I grow a pussy? Am I seriously so mother fucking old that I’m thinking about retiring from the game?
Well, since I’m already breaking some rules, I might as well look at what Audrey has been doing. I found out how easy it is to search her credit cards and all of her activity. Ever since Martin has been harassing us again, I have managed to keep an eye on her. I notice that Audrey has got a new job and works for Damien Alexander.
That name sounds so familiar. What are the chances in it being the same Damien Alexander from war? The possibilities are so slim that it’s fucking ridiculous to even think that the two could be the same people.
Before I can go in and search him, everyone is coming back in and I need to shut down my administration.
The next day is like any other except- I’m showing up at Liz’s fucking job like a love sick puppy. Go on and judge me. God knows that I’m calling myself a pussy. Before I start my shift, I pull into the address that she has listed as her job and climb out of my truck.
Like a bitch, I lean forward and check my hair to make sure all of my strands are in the right formation. After being in the military for ten years, it’s difficult to quit those habits. I still eat fast and make my bed. The other officers give me a hard time because I have to make sure that my uniform is in a complete line down the middle.
The outside of the place looks rather seedy and I can tell that people don’t really care for this area. The grass is over grown and the fence is partially kicked down. The outside of the house has paint chipping off the sides and the shutters for the windows should just be taken the fuck down.
I have no idea what she does here, but I’m anxious to see her. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her and I couldn’t participate in any sexual acts and it’s really starting to piss me off. I have never been this hard up but no matter who I’m with, I can’t get myself hard. Masturbation is fantastic and all, but I would rather see her lips sliding up and down my cock. They are puffy and bright red.
Checking to make sure that I still have my weapon on me, I walk up to the front door and ring the bell.
A startling loud voice is heard through the door and I grab at my weapon. I don’t like loud noises and that’s how people get killed. A majority of the time over seas, when a loud sound came through, people were about to die.
“Liz! Answer the door!” The voice sounds female, barely, but I’m pretty sure that it belongs to an older woman who is decrepit.
I knock on the door to let them know that I’m still here and all of a sudden, it is ripped open. There stands Liz with her hair all frazzled and she looks frustrated. I’m pissed the fuck off about the part of me that wants to grab her and hold her to tell her everything is going to be okay.
“What are you doing here?” She whispers and looks behind her. I can see the outline of a person in a chair.
“I’m going to ask you the same question,” I retort back to her and fight myself from wanting to grab her. This is not a safe location and I have not a mother fucking clue as to why she is here.
Liz
Looking at this man in front of me is fucking crazy. How did he even find out that I’m doing part of my internship with the hospice? This placement has me in a house with a man who is so skinny that he’s having a hard time getting up and out of bed. It’s sad to see what the lack of weight has done to him.
“This is where my internship is for nursing school. What are you doing here? Garrett, seriously.” I’m getting beyond frustrated with the fact that I have thought about him this week and wondered what he was doing. Honestly, I don’t have a fucking clue as to why I care. Ever since seeing him in the sex club, I wonder if he would actually be interested in seeing me with Jerry. Or maybe, he would be interested in joining in.
Oh dear God. He’s my best friend’s brother. I can’t have him telling others about what he saw at the club. Well, the chances of him already doing it are high. However, I doubt he fucking did because Audrey hasn’t said anything to me about it. She would have most definitely called me and gave me a piece of her mind.
Speaking of Audrey, I should probably call her and tell that I’m coming to stay with her. I miss my best friend and it’s about time for me to go and see her. Plus, I would love to take a break from Garrett. Or I would love to find out why the fuck I think about him when I’m hooking up with Jerry.
“This place is dangerous, Liz. Why couldn’t you be placed some place more safe?” He asks me through gritted teeth.
I step out onto the porch and close the door behind me. Once I’m standing in front of him, I get really close to him. God damn, he smells fucking delicious. Stop it! I’m mad at him. The top of my head meets his shoulder and my nose is right in the middle of his chest. “You are really starting to piss me off. Why do you care?”
He shoves his body up against mine and I shiver due to the proximity of such a man on me. I have been fucking women for too long. It’s weird to be this close to a man. And Garrett is a manly man. Like one hundred and fifty percent all man.
There is no air getting between our bodies as I feel my back being pressed against the paint chipped sidings. “What-” I begin to ask what the hell he’s doing but he stops me from talking by putting one of his fingers against my lips. Why the hell am I wanting to bite that finger? Or suck on it.
“Sh, don’t talk.”
Like the stubborn person I am, I try to talk around him.
“Liz, shut the hell up and tell me one thing. How does this make you feel?”
Before I can ask what he’s going on about, he presses his soft but firm lips against mine and the finger that was pressed against my lips is now pressed against my throat. My brain is having a horrible time keeping up with what is happening, and I surrender to the kiss. Garrett’s tongue is pressing against the seal of my lips to gain entry. Once I part my lips, he invades my mouth and dances with my tongue.
A loud bang shakes me out of my passion and I push against his chest to see what happened. Before I could get out from underneath him, he has my body completely blocked off.
“Gar-” I wanted to tell him that it wasn’t cool to stop me from trying to protect myself, but I didn’t get the opportunity to.
“Shut up, cupcake.”
Cupcake? What the fuck is his obsession with telling me to shut up?
All of a sudden, we hear kids laughing and screaming about fireworks. Apparently they let fireworks go off and now the kids are excited about it.
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sp; “Come to dinner with me. I’ll pick you up after your shift.”
Um, has he heard of asking? Jesus Christ. Why is he so demanding and why the hell is my underwear drenched with my arousal? It’s seriously sticking against my pussy lips.
“No.”
He presses me further into the siding and coats me with his body. “Why the hell not? Don’t tell me that your panties aren’t soaked.”
He. Did. Not. Just. Say. That. Did. He. Really. Do. That.
“My panties have nothing to do with you. Why would I go out with you? We don’t even know each other.”
