My Darlings,
Sunday finally rolled around. I was roused from sleep around midday by the phone ringing. Still half-asleep, I picked it up, but the second I heard his voice, my heart gave a sudden lurch. I was instantly, vividly awake—such was the effect he had on me.
— Good morning! — he said, sounding entirely too bright.
— What time is it? — I mumbled, still groggy.
— About midday, I think! What are we up to today?
I went quiet for a second. It was a lot to process for someone who had only just opened her eyes, especially with a heart doing backflips in her chest.
— Jess? Are you there?
— Yes… I’m here. Just waking up, — I replied. I could hardly confess that merely hearing him speak sent my pulse into overdrive. — I was thinking of dragging myself out of bed, having a shower and some lunch, and then heading over to yours. We can decide what to do then. How does that sound?
— Couldn’t you come over a bit earlier?
— I want to have lunch at home. It’s my Sunday ritual… spend a bit of time with my family.
— Fair enough. What time do you reckon you’ll get here?
— Between two and half past.
— I’ll be ready. I might catch a bit more sleep actually, I was up at the crack of dawn.
— I’ll see you later then. Kisses.
— Right. Bye. Kisses.
After lying there for a while, daydreaming with my eyes wide open, I finally got up, showered, and threw some clothes on just as lunch was ready. Around two o’clock, just before leaving, I rang Buddy to let him know I’d be spending the rest of the day with Joe, but that we’d catch up tomorrow.
Buddy was my best friend, though lately I’d been keeping my cards close to my chest. Naturally, he knew about my ‘fling’ with Joe, and since today was our last chance to have the house to ourselves before his ex returned, I wanted to make the absolute most of it. I knew Buddy would understand.
By quarter past two, I pulled up at Joe’s place, which was only a short drive from mine. I gave the horn a quick toot, and he appeared at the front door, hair still damp, looking as though he’d just stepped out of the shower. He walked over to the car and invited me inside.
The moment the front door clicked shut behind us, we pulled each other into a fervent kiss. When we finally broke apart to catch our breath, I teased him playfully:
— So, where are we going?
— Where we’re going, you won’t be needing your car.
I laughed softly:
— Right answer!
He took me by the hand and led me straight to his bedroom with our usual urgency, our kisses and touches sparking new, daylight desires.
He was already shirtless, so I reached down to unfasten his shorts. He stopped me, framing my face with his hands, and kissed me deeply, as though it were the very first time. Slowly, his hands traced a path down my shoulders to the hem of my t-shirt. He pulled it up over my head, and I raised my arms, letting it drop to the floor. Then he drew me flush against him, until I felt the hard press of his erection, sending an aching throb straight between my thighs.
His mouth left mine to trail hot kisses down my neck, making me feel so weightless I barely noticed he had unhooked my bra. With it gone, he turned his attention to my nipples, drawing a soft moan of pleasure from my lips. My hands found his shorts again; I undid the button, pulled down the zip, and helped him kick them to the floor.
Gently, he guided me to the bed. I sat down, then leaned back as he slipped off my shorts and knickers, tossing them aside. Feeling a sudden, fleeting rush of shyness, I pulled him down beside me and began to kiss him. My lips slowly wandered lower, making their first stop at his chest, licking and teasing his nipples just as he had done to mine. I kept trailing further down, and before my mouth even reached him, my hand was already there, stroking his length softly. He lifted his head just enough to lock eyes with me, his gaze encouraging, letting me know I was doing everything right.
I licked the tip of his penis, drawing a ragged groan from his throat, and then traced my tongue down his full length, holding his gaze the entire time. Before he could anticipate it, I took his hardness completely into my mouth. He asked me to hold the base with my hand and tried to shift my body so he could reach me too, but I wouldn’t let him. For two whole days, he had explored my body and brought me to pieces; now, it was my turn to revel in his body and give that pleasure back.
When I felt him completely surrender to me, I moved quickly, straddling him and sinking down onto his rigid length. His eyes flew open; he gripped my hips, setting a steady rhythm, before moving his hands up to claim my breasts. Holding me firmly, his eyes locked on mine, he taught me how to ride him. The climax tore through us almost simultaneously. As we floated back down to earth, our muscles finally yielded, and I collapsed against his chest, utterly breathless.
I rolled onto my side next to him, our legs still tangled, our bodies slick with sweat, but our breathing slowly steadying. We lay there for a long time, listening to the music drifting from the radio and savouring the stillness, until I broke the silence with a grin:
— So… do you reckon I’ve learned anything from you?
He burst out laughing and told me I was an excellent pupil—though when it came to the final exam, he wouldn’t be able to help me! We both collapsed into fits of laughter.
Deep down, we both knew a conversation was looming about his ex coming back—what would happen next and how we’d manage ‘our lessons’—but we wisely decided that now wasn’t the time. After all, we still had the rest of the afternoon and the evening ahead of us. She wouldn’t be back at the house until Monday evening, after work.
The beginning of our romance had been overwhelmingly intense, largely because his ex being away gave us the chance to explore a chemistry I never even knew existed!
In the next chapter, that Sunday of discoveries and new boundaries continues.
See you soon,
Jess
