"Come on! You promised you would go with me."
"But Connie...I have this family thing, and if I miss it, my parents will kill me." He knew I wouldn't fall for that same bullshit. He sighed in defeat.
I hate going to weddings. My mind races with other options. I can't give up this current option. "Jake, I need a date. It will be so embarrassing walking in alone."
My little sisters best friend Amy decides to get married at nineteen. Probably making a huge mistake. She begged me to join the wedding party, just to even the numbers.
I decide to get prepared for this occasion, last minute. That fell under one of the stupid decisions, I so often make. Either I find a date, or the week will be miserable.
I haven't even packed. The dress she sent is still in the box.
I call my boss and take some sick days off since I never request time off anyway. He bitched, but I could care less. I could have his job in a minute. His roaming hands are my weapon.
So I stand here, and nibble at my freshly manicured thumb. My best friend Jake stands toe to toe with me. His chest was heaving with a sudden anger.
"I am so sick of you using me for a backup boy toy. Just take me as your friend." His voice is rising with each word. "No need to pretend we are intimate!"
He throws his hands up and paces the length of his office. I love when he wears his tie loose. "Fuck!" He grunts and turns back to face me. His shoulders are wide and he shadows over me almost a foot.
He had just walked out of a very stressful meeting with his boss. His mood totally ruined for this talk. "Look, just at least come for the weekend." I bravely continue the begging.
I know this is wrong but I have to play the damsel. I look up at him, my eyes are moist with tears. My big green eyes were his downfall. I twist the ends of my black braids. I chew on my glossy, pouty lip after my thumb got numb.
He actually has a guilty look now. He softens his eyes and his beautiful long fingered hand slides to massage the back of his neck.
His longish, curly brown hair draws my attention. I love it when he lets it go. His hand slides up through his hair and he smiles crookedly at me.
"Con, don't do that." He drops to his desk chair, and stares across his desk at me. I can't look.. I turn away.
Now for the finale. I stand and lean down two grab my bag. My eyes down, I watch my feet move to the door. Without turning, I said a quite goodbye. A smile slides across my face. My ass sways out the door..He'll call.
Friday arrives and still no call. I want to panic but thought, he'll just slink in as I leave.
I slide the a small case into my Jaguar XKR, and slam the door. My temper is evident today. I thought for sure Jake would give in.
I didn't see the smiling figure peeking around the corner of the garage.
I drive up to the valet and pass him the keys to my car I slide out of my car as he passes me a ticket. "Thanks." I smile at the red faced guy. He was staring at my tight tshirt, missing my hand.
I grab the damn ticket and slung my shoulder bag on, and brushed past him. I am not in the mood for this shit.
I got to my room door. But not before passing through groups of people in the lobby, that were here for the wedding. I groaned at the knowlege of this miserable week. I got invitations from the brides drunk uncle and father.
Poor kid. She must be humiliated. I shook my head and pushed the card key into its slot.
My shower was turned on power massage, and up very high in heat. My skin scalded so I adjusted the water and proceeded to soap down my petite figure. I am five foot five and way shorter than my friends and family. But, I smile in the knowledge that my petite, curvy body can make tongues dangle.
I personally like the soft shadow of my hips curving inward to my freshly trimmed pussy. My fleshy curves are soft, but not lumpy looking. I have firm, but soft hips. My cardio workouts keep me....perfect.
I slide my soapy hands up and circle my puffy tipped nipples. My breasts are barely a b cup but very sensitive. I can cum just being pinched lightly by the right hands.
My hands roam over and back down. I try to bring myself to a climax. My fingers slipping in and out of my slick pussy. My anger was still idling in the back of my mind. I gave up and stepped out of the shower.
I stood before the fogged up mirror. My hair streamed water down my back. The tip of my black slippery mane clung to the top of my ass, in the crevise of my cheeks. I turn and admire my ass in the floor mirror. My skin is steaming.
I hike my leg up on the edge of the tub and start working lotion into my skin. I jerk my head up to a sound. Was that the bathroom door.
I wrap the towel around me and peek out. No one.
I sleep that night in a very comfortable bed, but I was still fitfull. Jakes betrayal was eating at me. I wake once around midnight, finding myself arguing with a dream version of Jake.
I finally give up around six in the morning and decide to go down to the pool to have breakfast. When I crawled out of the bed, my nose twitched. A familiar scent was lingering in the air. I shrugged.
I slip on a tiny bikini. My ass spreading out from the edges of the bottoms. I like this look. I giggle and slip a wrap around my waist and grab a book as I walk out the door.
After I eat, I walk over to the lounge chair and lay flat on my stomach. My book was dog eared at the spot I loved best. I adjust my bikini to hide my naughty parts and sink in to the book.
All this time I am not even aware of my surroundings. This particular chapter holds my interest. Lust filled blue eyes, watch me with my not knowing.
Jake watches Connie reading her book. He smiles when she slides her legs together. He knows she must be reading a very erotic scene in the story. Ever since middle school she has been a big fan of erotic novels.
He walks over when she finally nods off. She must be exhausted, he thought. He lowers down and picks up her oil. He pours some in his left hand. He raises the hand and watches the oil slide from his fingers onto Connie's sun kissed skin.
He looks up to see her peeking from under a curtain of straight black hair. Her face is bare. He loves her natural beauty. Her eyes big and exotic, stares into his ball cap shaded eyes. His cock instantly hardenes.
"Hi,Connie." He says. His voice deep and husky. His naked chest glowed with a deep tan. Her eyes travel over him. His wide shoulders block the sun from her face. "What are you doing Jake?" Her eyes confused.
"I am here, aren't I?" His crooked grin came into view. What is this? She wondered.
Connie stands very slowly, the oil travels down her ass cheeks. That didn't go unnoticed.
She looks him up and down then laughs. She jumps up into his arms and hugs him tight. "Oh Jake! Thank you!" She squealed into his neck.
He winces, her soft body is still hot from the sun. She thinks this is gonna be a terrible week? He's the one suffering. He pushes her at arm length. "Lets go get me a room."
"No. Just share with me Jake. I have two king size beds." Her arm snaked through his tense arm. She noted the tension, but it only confused her. She shook her head slightly and grabbed up her stuff. They made thier way up to her room.
As Jake showered, Connie called down to have his stuff sent up. She waited on the patio, a glass of red in her hand. She heard a bang from the bathroom.
Jake cursed. His elbow was bleeding from hitting the edge of the shower. "Fuck!" He suddenly got dizzy from the sight of the blood on the white tile.
Connie peeks in. "Jake, you ok?" When she saw the blood, she rushed in, grabbed a hand towel, and quickly wrapped his elbow.
"You were always the clumsey one." She giggled. She stopped quickly when she looked at his face.
He looked stunned. "Con, I am naked!"
Connie looked him over, and it was noticed by him, when she grasped the situation. When she swallowed the lump in her throat, he sees it.
Her eyes glaze over and that makes him suddenly hard. What's this? He mused. Con is not a nun after all. She sees his reaction and suddenly is flush. Her exit is so sudden that it makes him dizzy, once again.
I can't believe what I saw. Connie paced the room, but before Jake returnes to the room she slips out.
So bored with walking the resort and avoiding everyone, I decided to give in to Amy's uncle. He had me pressed up against a tree, off from a trail in the garden. We had a couple of drinks at the bar. When I relax, there is no telling what I am bound to get in to.
I avoid drinking most of the time, not this time. My body shivers with lust every time my mind drifts back to the bathroom incident.I just have to get out of my mind, my best friends body. I mean, Jake?
I grabbed the balding head between my thighs and throw my head back. I close my eyes and suddenly it was Jake down there.
When this strangers tongue entered my soaking slit I bucked and screamed. My orgasm complete and my body numb, I manage to make a quick excuse. I push my skirt down and ran into the resort. Just do a spa, Con, I tell myself.
Jake wanders around the resort. He keeps telling himself, he isn't looking for her. He spots Tara, Connie's sister, at the bar. He walks over and sits by her. She turns and smiles at him, a very sultry smile. He is not even interested, but his still hard cock may give her the wrong impression.
After a short chat, he has to pull Tara's grasp off his jacket. He says his goodbye and works his way back to the room.
When he pulls out his card key to go in, the door opens. Quickly he pockets his card and grabs Connie before she can exit. He pushes her in the room, down into the cushions of the pullout couch.
"We are gonna talk." He says. He crouches down in front of her, his hands on her soft knees. Her head hangs low and her eyes dart to the side.
"I am sorry. I didn't mean to invade your privacy." She whispers. He raises her face by tilting it up with his fingers.
"Connie, why did you run?" He asked, trying to catch her eyes with his. She won't let him.
"You ask me here, then run." His forehead wrinkles from the confused look on his face.
She moves to the side and slides out from beneath him. She moves to the left bed and falls back, raising her hand up, checking her nails. "How's work?" She looks up at me as I stand over her nursing a drink.
It never happened. He shrugs. That is what she wants to pretend. Fine! He screams in his head.
He slams down the glass, she flinches. A deep breath. "It's fine."
I have to do this, he thinks. He sits on the edge of the bed. Her body shifts suddenly over. She is acting fidgety. "Thanks for the invitation, Con. But if I am gonna stay, you are gonna have to relax." He smiles down at her. His eyes move to her chewing her swollen slick lip.
His finger unconsciously slides across her lip. She suddenly stills and her eyes glaze over. "You have changed, Con. I don't know if I can keep doing this."
She raises up on her elbows and listens intently, with her heart in her throat.
"I am gonna be honest. You are strangely possessive of me. I am your friend, why do you do that?" He raises his hand and pulls her hair behind her ear. "And look how you dress." He looked down her body, almost all exposed to him. "Who dresses that way around a family gathering, or in front of her best friend?"
"I can see your nipples, Con." He brushed his finger across a hard peak. Her breath stops.
He stood suddenly. "I have to say Con, my life can't handle this responsibility." He picked up his drink again. " I can't even keep a girl friend. You piss them off with your constant presence."
"No! Jake, I..I don't understand.." She sobs into her hands and sits indian style on the bed. She looks up with her tear streaked face and says, "I don't know why I am so possessive and mean." She shrugs.
"I just need you, Jake. You are the only person in my life I don't dread seeing." She pleads.
His eyes sparkle, and a confused look suddenly appeared on Connie's face. "I think there is a solution to our problem Con." His hands reached behind him and he pulled his shirt,slowly, over his head.
Connie's eyes widened and never left the gaze that Jake never broke. He tossed the shirt at her. "I am tired of the constant hard-ons I have when you are around." He was sliding his feet out of his shoes.
"Even when I visited you as a teen, you weren't even aware of my feelings, Con." His hand reached for the button of his jeans.
"I think, now still, you are unaware of how much we connect." He dropped his jeans to his feet, along with his boxers. "But Con, I am aware. I have all along. Even when I watched you as a kid, whispering my name in the dark."
He walked around the bed, back and forth. All the while, stroking his thick, hard cock. Connie's eyes watching and never breaking the focus. His beautiful lean body reminded her of a pacing tiger.
"I also watched, I watched you fingering your slick pussy. You were only a teen. I was so stunned. At first Con, I thought it was a random masterbation. But no, it was about me."
Jake stopped pacing. "This is it, Con. The real thing. There will be no more games." He grabs her foot roughly and pulls her to the edge of the bed. "I am gonna fuck my best friend." He has an intense look to his eyes.
He pulls a few strings and is quickly rid of her clothes. He stared for an eternity at her body. Connie never fought for a second. The moment was surreal. Her breathing was quick and short, causing her breasts to jiggle.
His fingers trail over her skin, light and feathery. "Beautiful." He whispers.
Her back suddenly raises so his hand can envelope her breast. His thumb brushes across her nipple. "Jake, please." She sobs.
His lips descend down to her breast. Kisses brush over her soft skin. Hot breath moistens her and tingles cause a blush. "God, I want to feel you surround my cock with this." His middle finger slides through the folds of her pussy. His touch is so light. He won't let her lift up into it, holding her hip down with his other hand.
He raises his finger and slides it over her lips. Her fragrant juices invade her senses. His hands part her soft curvy thighs. "How is it? Good?" He asked huskily. He lowered down while still staring into her eyes.
His tongue teases her folds, licking his own lips occasionally. "Yummy." He smacks, then dives in. He grabs her ass and pulls her off the bed while he feasts.
Connie has a hard time moving in this position, but her moans and sighs weren't held back. "Jake! Oh.... My ....God!"
When he sunk his tongue deep into her tight pussy, he peeked up and watched her bow back and scream his name. He was in heaven.
He drops her and pulls, sinking his thick, hard cock deep into her. "Agh! Damn baby! You are like lava, and so tight." His strokes are slow, and the friction, intense.
She raises her petite frame and wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. The slowness wasn't enough.
Jack was still standing at the foot of the bed, his hands holding her up by her ass. She was slamming down on him and saying some of the most filthiest words in his ear. That set him off. He turned and pushed her up against the wall. She is so light, he is able to lean back and look her in the eyes.
They both were staring into each others eyes, lust and confusion filled eyes.
"Finally mine." He growls as he pistons into her, causing her to jiggle her nipples against his chest. She bit down on his neck and squealed her release. It came from the center of her, boiling out like fire. He slows and sets her down, withdrawing and turning her. Her beautiful ass raised up for his entrance. He has to squat and pull her to her toe tips.
Slowly he enters her from behind, and leans into her. He pulls her hair aside and kisses her neck and whispers, "I am in love with you Con. Always have been. And I will never stop." He groans deep and slowly as he unloads into her tight grasping center.
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