by Kitty Berry
Amanda is one tough cookie and she won’t stand for it. She bends down, grabs his face in her hands, looks him in the eyes, and says, “Fuck you! I’m not going anywhere. I love you; I knew what I was signing up for when I said I would come here. Now let me take care of you, you stubborn bastard.”
Todd nods with a weak smile on his face that turns into a proud smirk. He knows Amanda has always had him by the balls, he shouldn’t have expected anything different now.
“He needs a shower, but he’s too weak to stand up in there alone. Let Chris and I get him cleaned up. You clean up the room. He’ll be in your arms in bed within a half hour. I promise. You can baby him all you want then” I say with a slight teasing tone to my voice.
Amanda rolls her eyes at me but does as I request, getting busy on room clean-up as Chris and I lead Todd into the bathroom on shaky legs. “Is that the first seizure you’ve had?” Chris asks.
“No. They started a few months back. It’s how I found the tumor. Once I had surgery they stopped. This is the first one since then. Guess the tumor’s growing again.”
“I’ll call your doctor in the morning and give him an update. There’s meds you can go on. I’ll handle it. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
“Yeah, just what I’ve always wanted to do. Shower with the two of you again.”
“Fuck off, man” I laugh.
“I love you. Both of you” Todd admits.
And there we stand, Todd and I covered in his vomit, hugging each other while Chris wraps his arms around both of us. The tears start to flow as the door opens and Willie walks in. “So you’re planning on fucking in the shower without me like that time in college? Nice assholes, real nice” he says.
December 2013
Amanda
When I decided to come to the beach house to be with Todd during his last days, I knew what I was doing, knew what I was getting myself into. I knew I was risking my marriage, possibly destroying my only chance to have a child and a real family. I love my husband, I do. He’s a good man. He’s kind, funny, and provides well for us. Lenny takes care of me and loves me unconditionally. We’re best friends and our marriage is comfortable but I’m not in love with him the way I’ve always been in love with Todd. There’s never been that electric spark that runs through my body, that urgency to feel his lips on me or have him inside me. With Todd, the minute our eyes connect, it’s as if we’re the only two people in the world. It feels like we’re making love with only a look. With Lenny, it’s more like seeing my brother walk into the room.
What no one here knows or understands is that for the first time in our marriage, Lenny stood up to me and forbade me to come here. I told him it was not up for discussion. It was simply something that I had to do and if he couldn’t handle it, that was his problem. I left hearing his last words. “If you go to him, don’t bother to come back, I won’t be here” he said. I left thinking, what have I got to lose?
When I arrived at the beach house, and set my eyes on Todd, every old feeling came rushing back at me. I got butterflies in the pit of my stomach, my palms got clammy, and I actually felt light headed. It was easy to kid myself that he was his same old healthy self and push the real reason for this visit out of my head. I was able to trick my mind into believing that Todd and I had stepped back in time and we were an ordinary happy couple hanging out with our friends, not a care in the world. I kept up this façade in my mind until I saw Todd’s seizure.
Now I’m on my hands and knees cleaning his vomit from our bedroom floor and facing reality head on. Todd is dying. I rest my head on my legs and allow myself to cry. The tears flow freely and once they start, it feels as if I’ll never be able to stop them.
Willie comes in but doesn’t notice I’m crying as he rushes into the bathroom having heard what happened. The guys have Todd in the shower helping him clean up and Willie joins them. I try my best to pull myself together before they come out, I try my best, but I don’t succeed. Todd takes one look at my face and knows I’ve been crying, knows I’m struggling.
“Thanks guys. I’m fine now, just really tired. I gotta lay down and sleep for a while. Amanda can handle me from here” Todd says knowing I want to be alone with him, that I need to be alone with him.
The guys leave and Todd and I climb into bed together. He pulls me in under the covers and I nuzzle under his arm where I fit perfectly. “Talk to me” he demands.
“I don’t…” I can’t finish my sentence because the tears kick in again. Todd pulls me closer to his body and soothes me with his touch. He soothes me. God, I’m an awful person. The man is dying, and he’s soothing me.
Then as I ease into him and feel my body relax, I think that it’s all wrong, more than just his soothing me. He shouldn’t be dying. We shouldn’t be here together at last only to say good-bye forever. We should be here, lying together in bed, making plans for our future. We should be talking about vacations and houses and kids…our kids.
“Lenny’s test results came in the day I left. There’s no medical reason for him to not be able to father a child. I went through every possible test months ago, and there’s nothing wrong with me either. So, there’s no reason why we’re not able to conceive, no reason except the obvious” I blurt as the explanation for my tears.
“And what’s that?” Todd asks.
I explain my theory that it’s the universe’s way of telling us we don’t belong together.
Todd laughs and teases me, reminding me about my obsession with horoscopes and astrological signs. When I was in college, I used to base my every decision on tarot card readings, my horoscope, and for really important decisions, a fortune teller. I’ve moved beyond that extreme, but what else am I supposed to think? Medical science isn’t to blame so there’s obviously a higher power at work.
“Amanda, listen, babe. I believe in fate and soul mates because of you, but I don’t believe for one minute that there is some higher being keeping you from having a baby.”
“Not from having a baby, Todd. Don’t you get it? I can have a baby. I’m just not meant to have one with Lenny.”
“What if you were meant to have my baby? What if all of this is happening for a reason? Maybe a higher power is in charge. Maybe you’re meant to have my baby and carry on my legacy.”
“Maybe I am.”
November 2008
Pete
“Are you sure your mom’s out for the night and it’s cool to party at your place?” Chris asks during class, the class that has grown from an education into social hour.
“Yeah, she’s going to my grandparent’s house and won’t be home until tomorrow morning. She made me promise I won’t have a party, but if it’s just us, it’ll be fine.”
By 6pm I’m in my living room making sure anything breakable is safely put away when I hear the raucous at my backdoor. I walk through the kitchen to find Willie, Chris, and Todd carrying brown bags that clearly hold alcohol of a few varieties and a pharmacy bag with condoms. In Todd’s hand is a bag of weed, papers, and a lighter.
“The girls are at Raina’s getting ready or some shit,” Willie says. “They’ll be here within the hour.”
“So you assholes think we’re getting lucky tonight hence the value pack of condoms?” I laugh.
“Fuck yeah, we’re getting lucky” Chris says as he rips the box open and tosses a few to each of us. I take mine and pocket them, not wanting to rub it in that I wouldn’t be using them even though I know full well Raina and I will end up in bed by the end of the night, maybe sooner.
The girls take longer than we thought to arrive, so we break into the bottle of whiskey and the bag of weed about an hour before they come in giggling like school girls. They find us sprawled out on the floor lying in a heap, confessing our love for each other, and eating anything we can get our hands on. Raina is the first to roll her eyes, Amanda starts laughing, and Sofia’s smartass mouth can’t help itself, “Wow, nothing’s hotter than a bunch of pussies in love who can’t hold a little drink a
nd weed” she scoffs.
I reach for Raina’s legs, pulling her to the ground next to me. I roll away from the guys to snuggle into her neck. “Mmmm, love you more, you’re soft and curvy and you smell way better than they do.”
Raina freezes in my grasp, pulls away, and abruptly stands. The girls look at her and I have no idea what the problem is, but they’re clearly pissed off at me.
“God, you’re such a fucking dick, Pete” Amanda snarls.
“Asshole” Sofia says as she ushers Raina into my kitchen.
“What the fuck just happened there?” I ask the guys but none of them have any more of a clue than I do.
Afraid to approach the girls, we decide to let them cool off for a bit while we keep drinking. We play a few hands of poker, but after a while, the cards become too blurry to see. Willie turns on the radio and we somehow end up dancing…with each other and calling out, okay begging, for the girls to come back.
Raina stumbles back into the room, drunk now, too, but thankfully no longer upset. She cuts in and Todd releases me to her with a sway and a stumble before he mumbles, “He’s all yours, he’s a pain in the fucking ass and I’d rather have Amanda pressed against me.”
I grab Raina and inhale her scent. “No more mad at me. I s-sorry. Whatever I did” I slur and lean on her to support me, which was a mistake because we end up tumbling to the sofa, Raina landing on me with a thump. Instinct kicks in and I flip her, slide between her legs, and notch my growing hardness into the apex of her body. I can feel the heat from her pussy through her jeans and the zipper of mine begins to dig into me.
We both stop dead once we realize the position we’re in with our friends watching.
“Okay, seriously? We all know you two are fucking each other, but none of us wants to see it. Go to your room” Sofia demands like a mother sending her naughty toddler to the corner.
“K, sound goods to me” I smile and wink at Raina who slaps me in the chest then shocks me when she grabs me by the hand and pulls me off the sofa, leading the way to the stairs, both of us stumbling. I follow as best as I can but the stairs are not easy to maneuver in my current condition.
During the trip to my room our lips remain joined in a kiss so heated I think about turning on the air conditioner in November. I take Raina’s shirt and bra off on the top landing of the stairs and toss them away before I press her up against the wall and kiss her. She opens for me and I slide my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues dance for a minute, my stomach does a flip and I groan into her ear. I pull her along with me, our lips together, further down the hall. She pulls my shirt off in the hallway and drops it to the floor before jumping on me and wrapping her legs around my middle. My hands find her ass and cup her cheeks. I carry Raina the rest of the way to my door, fling it open then kick it closed, and flick the lock.
“I’m drunk” I admit.
“Me too” Raina says.
“Kind of high, too.”
“You’re hot when you’re wasted.”
“You hot all the time,” I slur with a smirk while I start to fuck her with my eyes, drinking her in. “In the mood for kink tonight. Jeans off, leave sexy panties on for me. Mmmm…Atta girl, now come here, over my knee” I order Raina as I try my best to sit and not fall over on my bed.
She sprawls across my lap with her panties still on and her ass in the air. I didn’t think it was possible for Raina to be more obedient in bed, but drunken Raina is taking obedient to a new level.
I rub the lace of her panties that cover her sweet ass then my hands develop a mind of their own and rip her panties off her body. That’s when something inside me just clicks and this, her over my lap, feels more right than anything else ever has before.
“You’re a bad girl and need a spanking for being drunk” I say as I ready myself to spank her tight ass. When she moans and wiggles her ass for me, in an invitation, I can no longer resist, and I smack it. Hard. Raina arches her back and cries out, but before I can help myself, I slap her ass over and over, getting harder with each one as I feel her moisture seeping through on my legs. She may not have expected this, but she definitely likes it as much as I do. When I see her ass grow pinker, looking almost red, I toss her onto her stomach. “Get on your knees with your tight, red ass up in the air so I can rub it while I fuck you” I demand.
Raina looks almost trance like. “I like you like this, Pete” she admits.
I take off my pants, already sobering up under the circumstances. I enter her in one thrust; she buckles under the strain and cries out my name as her body begins its sweet release all around me. Her muscles constrict and I fight not to lose control. I breathe deep and squeeze my eyes shut. I’m in heaven.
“Punishment turns you on, doesn’t it? You were ready before I even touched you.”
This position allows me the deepest penetration I’ve experienced with her and its bringing me to new heights of pleasure. The warm depths of her body pull me in, wrap around me like a clenched fist. So motherfucking tight.
I grind my teeth and thrash into her, her body cannot stop from collapsing face first onto the bed. She bites the sheets and fists them in her hands. I thrust into her at an aggressive pace a few more agonizingly sweet times until I feel the growing pressure. Knowing my climax is approaching, I announce my end. “Yeah, baby. Fuccccccck.”
My climax brings color splotches to my eyes, my head spins and my entire body sizzles. After my orgasm finishes, my hot, sweaty body collapses onto hers. “Wow that was…” I trail off, not really knowing what that was, but holy shit it was fucking good.
“Yeah” is all Raina can manage to utter.
“Did I hurt you when I spanked you? At first, I did that just for fun, but after the second slap, I was so fucking turned on, you were too, Princess. Looking at your ass in the air like that, being behind you, was amazing. We are definitely doing it like that again very soon. I kind of like it rough, how about you?”
“It was hot. I, I’m still…” She trails off.
“You’re still what, Princess?”
“I’m still horny. I think drinking makes me horny.”
“Glad I’m here for you then. I’m sobering up after that first go and hearing you say you’re horny has made me hard again. Want a second round?” I ask.
Raina smirks at me and lies on her back. I grab her legs and slide them onto my shoulders, gently sliding deeply inside her. “Keep your legs on my shoulders, don’t let them fall off. Let your knees fall to the sides so I can touch you while I fuck you like this. God, it’s so deep this way. Am I hurting you?” I start to thrust while making circles with my finger over her sweet spot.
“No, Pete, don’t stop, it’s so good,” she moans. “I’m close again already. Jesus!”
I know I’m going to have to try my best to hold off, but fuck if it won’t kill me. I hold back as best as I can. I’m deep, hitting the spot inside her that sends waves of pleasure through both our bodies as my fingers relentlessly work her tight clit.
Raina begins to moan in frustration, she needs to be granted another release from the pressure building inside her. “Pete, please” she pleads.
“What do you need, baby? Tell me.”
“I need to come! God, it’s so good like this.”
“Yes. Keep your legs right where they are. Use your fingers now; I want to watch you make yourself come while I’m inside you. Do it the way I do” I say before taking her fingers into my mouth. I suck on them, making sure they’re wet, before I place them on her aching sex.
“Make circles, baby. Move your fingers in tiny circles all around” I instruct. I move her fingers for her at first, then I let go, wanting to watch her masturbate to orgasm while I’m inside her. But when I let go, she stops moving them, makes eye contact with me, and silently begs for me to take over one last time. I raise my eyebrows at her and she breaks down. She moves her fingers over her sex, feeling herself getting closer with each rotation. She’s ready; all she needs now are my words. I look at her with
a gleam in my eye, one she knows means she’s in store for round three as soon as we finish round two.
“Give it to me, baby,” I grunt, my voice raspy with desire. “Fucking come all over me. Jesus, this is fucking hot.”
Raina grinds her hips in the air, her head thrashes from side to side, and then she explodes from our combined efforts. She takes me with her. Without releasing her legs, I lean down and kiss her on the lips. “That was fucking hot.”
She’s tired and sated as am I, but the warmth and tightness of her pussy all around me, slick from her orgasm, makes me move. Before she can catch her breath, before I pull out to recuperate, my hips start pumping again.
After round three, Raina and I do the walk of shame together and return to the living room to find our friends making out and laughing.
“What’s up?” I ask the guys.
“My guess was you a few times,” Todd sneers. “You two have been gone for hours.”
“Fuck off, man. Looks like you aren’t doing too bad yourself” I say as I eye Amanda whose hand appears to be missing under the blanket her and Todd are sharing.
The girls interrupt our banter and suggest we play a game. We decide to play as couples and truth or dare wins out like it does each and every time. The first few turns are stupid questions and silly dares, but the game takes a turn for the crazy by the end when we’re once again too wasted to care.
It’s guys against girls and none of us remembers how it happened, but Chris, Todd, and I end up naked in the shower together with Willie walking in. Instead of thinking something fishy is up, he gets pissed that he isn’t in there with us. He strips down and joins us as the girls laugh their asses off in the hallway.
November 2008
Raina
“My mom’s going to visit my grandparents this weekend. She’s leaving me the house. You’ll sleep over, right?” Pete asks.
“Yeah, I’ll sleep over” I say hopeful for some alone time with Pete. Maybe we can finally talk, and I can come clean about my growing feelings for him.
