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One Night Stand
We staggered into the house. Well he staggered,
i wasnt as drunk as i let him believe i was. Tipsy?
Maybe but not drunk. It was hard supporting his frame
so i stumbled and we fell to the floor. He seemed out
and so i just let him lay there and i laid beside him.
What a way to spend a friday night!!!
I must have fallen asleep cos i woke up to a body on me. He was staring deep into my eyes and then muttered "Leah"... Not my name but okay... Then he started kissing my ears... Shit...
Hours before...
It was 6pm at Quinn's; i was bartending that evening/ night.
Heyy, bartending isnt my job; it's more like a hobby. What? There's gotta be some benefits in spending summer with a drink-loving uncle. At least i didnt pick up the habit.
So yeah i was bartending but tonight it was because my buddy Noah aka original bartender begged me to.
He said he was sick but i know its cos he's got another girl to woo tonight. Sigh. By tomorrow they may be another heartbroken girl on the loose. Damn, i need better friends...
Tonight was going great; the DJ was in sync with my soul. I was loving tonight until he walked in. He would be my longtime crush, Freddie. Crush may be a little inappropriate. Freddie was the item of my sexual fantasies.
He was my senior back in high school and even though we werent in the same clique, i always wondered what it will be like to have sex with Freddie Davidson. And that fantasy fueled my hatred for all of his girlfriends past including the present one, Leah... Enough daydreaming, time for business... *wink...
"Heyy, you look awful" "Yeah i need a drink.." "Sure what can i get you?"
"Anything that would wipe my memory of the past 4 hours.."
"Oooh... wanna talk about it?"
"Nope, just keep the drinks coming..."
"Sure thing hottie..."
And after a couple drinks, he started talking...
" What i dont get is why she keeps making excuses for him?"
I should have asked who "him" was but what i've learnt about drunk talkers is to let them talk without interruption..
"I know he's past and she probably doesnt have feelings for him anymore but im so not comfortable
with that stupid friendship..
Why does she have to stay friends with him anyway?
Its one thing that leads to another and before you know it they're screwing each other. I cant stand the possibility of that happening... Jeez...
And when i talk about it, im the boyfriend who's jealous and making something outta nothing... Im just tired of this shit.."
I didnt know what to say that would be comforting and i didnt want to turn into a pity party.
"Want another drink?"
"Yeah sure whatever...
I remember you from high school you know... 2 classes below but i remember... You used to be a nerd..."
I laughed...
"Yeah that i was and still am.."
"You were such a goody two shoes... Gotta say i was a lil surprised to see you here..."
"Yeah well good girls do bad things too..."
"I like the sound of that...
You've gotten hotter too.."
Omg!!! Freddie Davidson thinks im hot?!! Could be the drinks talking but omg!!!!
"Very funny..
Thanks though."
We kept the drinks and the conversations going, him a lot more than i did till he started to slur. I knew he was fucked then. I stopped the drinks even though he begged for more..
Problem 2 was even bigger. Quinn's was closing and i had no idea where to take fucked Freddie. His phone was dead so i had no one to call. That's when i decided to bring him home with me( deep down i selfishly wanted his appreciation for caring for him in his drunken state). He could find his way tomorrow. I had the security guy help me carry him to my car and that is how we got here.
Now, He was kissing my ears and then my neck. I wondered how he knew those were my weakest spots. As he kissed on, down there smiled in approval. He started to unbotton my shirt and when he was done, expertly removed my bra.
Then he took my nipples in his fingers and caressed them; i was going crazy. I moaned as he kissed and smooched my boobs. He started kissing his way down, unbuckled my jeans and then took em off... He moved my panties aside and drove his fingers into me. I went wild with passion. As he drove further into me, all of me ached for him.
Then he paused; long enough for me to take off his shirt. I marvelled at the site of his perfectly carved body and then i started to kiss it. He moaned slightly before pushing me back to the floor and hurriedly taking off his jeans... He was so huge and the thought of him inside me made me even wetter...
Then he kissed me. It wasnt a light kiss but a demanding one. We kissed so hard, so deeply that my lips hurt. I didnt care. He went back to kissing his way down till he got there and when he did, he just kept kissing it. It felt like i was going to explode. He brought his lips back to mine and muttered "taste yourself baby".. That gesture was incredibly hot.
I was so distracted with the kiss i had no idea when he pushed himself into me... If it were possible to die of passion, i would have died tonight. The feeling was indescribable. Each thrust was deeper and better than the previous one. I was close to climax but he pulled out before i came.
He turned me over and then started kissing from my neck down. By the time he got to my ass, he kissed it and then slapped it hard, cheek by cheek... I yelped cos it was very unexpected but he didnt even seem to notice; just continued with what he was doing...
He went in again but by this time i was already exhausted; so was my vagina. I tried to protest but he had his hands over my mouth. He kept going; i was in tears when he finally came, all the while yelling Leah...
The morning after, The 1st thing i woke up to was pain. I ached all over. Memories of last night came rushing back and i had to bite my lip to keep from crying again. I went to the bathroom, took some painkillers and sleeping pills; then went back to sleep.
Freddie's phone kept going off and he began to stir awake. He looked around and then stumbled to the room...
"Where im i?"
"My house.
In case you dont remember, you got wasted and i had to bring you back here. Your phone is charging over that counter, your girl hasnt stopped calling. Pick it up with your keys and whatever other shit you have. Your car is at Quinn's."
"Ohhh...
Okayy...
Ermm, Rachael right?
Did we ermm... you know... have sex.."
" You're so clueless... Screw you Freddie; get out!!..."
With that i put the duvet over my head and started to cry again. It wasnt like i hurt so much; it was the disappointment.
Why didnt he stop?
Was it cos he was drunk?
Does that pardon him?
The thoughts just kept going on and on in my head till sleep saved me...
Meanwhile, Freddie will be driving home; thinking of how to explain to Leah that he got drunk and ended up cheating on her....
9 pm that day...
Rachael:
I got up about 4 hours ago; i must have been sleeping for over 7 hours.
How terrible.
I didnt wake up feeling better; i actually felt worse.
I felt used...
He had sex with me conveniently and now was back in her arms.
Stupid me. Crushes are only just meant to be that, never lovers. I was angry and sad so i spent the hours trying to drink away the memories.
Freddie:
This time im 100% sober. I had apologized to Leah; told her i slept over at a friend's( not too far from the truth). She had apologized too and we decided to focus on us and put all others aside. Right.
So why the hell im i driving back to her place?
Someone was knocking in my head and it forced my eyes open...
Must have fallen asleep.
Wait it wasnt my head; it was the door.
I dragged myself to the door and who did i find behind it?
" Hi..."
"What do you want? Did you forget something?"
"No..
I mean yes..
I owe you an apology Rachael.."
My memory is not very vivid but from what has come so far; im very very truly sorry. Please forgive me for hurting you. Im sorry..."
" That all?"
"And thanks for erm not leaving me on the streets.."
"Aint that what you deserved.."
"Yeah but thanks for not doing that...
Are you hurt real bad?"
"No...
I ll be fine.."
"Okay...
Im sorry.."
We stood outside awkwardly for a while...
All of my being kept warning me to say okay and let
him go.
But instead...
"Wanna come in?"
And that night, Rachael& Freddie will have sex again
and this time he will climax calling her name...
"Rachael"...
I must have fallen asleep cos i woke up to a body on me. He was staring deep into my eyes and then muttered "Leah"... Not my name but okay... Then he started kissing my ears... Shit...
Hours before...
It was 6pm at Quinn's; i was bartending that evening/ night.
Heyy, bartending isnt my job; it's more like a hobby. What? There's gotta be some benefits in spending summer with a drink-loving uncle. At least i didnt pick up the habit.
So yeah i was bartending but tonight it was because my buddy Noah aka original bartender begged me to.
He said he was sick but i know its cos he's got another girl to woo tonight. Sigh. By tomorrow they may be another heartbroken girl on the loose. Damn, i need better friends...
Tonight was going great; the DJ was in sync with my soul. I was loving tonight until he walked in. He would be my longtime crush, Freddie. Crush may be a little inappropriate. Freddie was the item of my sexual fantasies.
He was my senior back in high school and even though we werent in the same clique, i always wondered what it will be like to have sex with Freddie Davidson. And that fantasy fueled my hatred for all of his girlfriends past including the present one, Leah... Enough daydreaming, time for business... *wink...
"Heyy, you look awful" "Yeah i need a drink.." "Sure what can i get you?"
"Anything that would wipe my memory of the past 4 hours.."
"Oooh... wanna talk about it?"
"Nope, just keep the drinks coming..."
"Sure thing hottie..."
And after a couple drinks, he started talking...
" What i dont get is why she keeps making excuses for him?"
I should have asked who "him" was but what i've learnt about drunk talkers is to let them talk without interruption..
"I know he's past and she probably doesnt have feelings for him anymore but im so not comfortable
with that stupid friendship..
Why does she have to stay friends with him anyway?
Its one thing that leads to another and before you know it they're screwing each other. I cant stand the possibility of that happening... Jeez...
And when i talk about it, im the boyfriend who's jealous and making something outta nothing... Im just tired of this shit.."
I didnt know what to say that would be comforting and i didnt want to turn into a pity party.
"Want another drink?"
"Yeah sure whatever...
I remember you from high school you know... 2 classes below but i remember... You used to be a nerd..."
I laughed...
"Yeah that i was and still am.."
"You were such a goody two shoes... Gotta say i was a lil surprised to see you here..."
"Yeah well good girls do bad things too..."
"I like the sound of that...
You've gotten hotter too.."
Omg!!! Freddie Davidson thinks im hot?!! Could be the drinks talking but omg!!!!
"Very funny..
Thanks though."
We kept the drinks and the conversations going, him a lot more than i did till he started to slur. I knew he was fucked then. I stopped the drinks even though he begged for more..
Problem 2 was even bigger. Quinn's was closing and i had no idea where to take fucked Freddie. His phone was dead so i had no one to call. That's when i decided to bring him home with me( deep down i selfishly wanted his appreciation for caring for him in his drunken state). He could find his way tomorrow. I had the security guy help me carry him to my car and that is how we got here.
Now, He was kissing my ears and then my neck. I wondered how he knew those were my weakest spots. As he kissed on, down there smiled in approval. He started to unbotton my shirt and when he was done, expertly removed my bra.
Then he took my nipples in his fingers and caressed them; i was going crazy. I moaned as he kissed and smooched my boobs. He started kissing his way down, unbuckled my jeans and then took em off... He moved my panties aside and drove his fingers into me. I went wild with passion. As he drove further into me, all of me ached for him.
Then he paused; long enough for me to take off his shirt. I marvelled at the site of his perfectly carved body and then i started to kiss it. He moaned slightly before pushing me back to the floor and hurriedly taking off his jeans... He was so huge and the thought of him inside me made me even wetter...
Then he kissed me. It wasnt a light kiss but a demanding one. We kissed so hard, so deeply that my lips hurt. I didnt care. He went back to kissing his way down till he got there and when he did, he just kept kissing it. It felt like i was going to explode. He brought his lips back to mine and muttered "taste yourself baby".. That gesture was incredibly hot.
I was so distracted with the kiss i had no idea when he pushed himself into me... If it were possible to die of passion, i would have died tonight. The feeling was indescribable. Each thrust was deeper and better than the previous one. I was close to climax but he pulled out before i came.
He turned me over and then started kissing from my neck down. By the time he got to my ass, he kissed it and then slapped it hard, cheek by cheek... I yelped cos it was very unexpected but he didnt even seem to notice; just continued with what he was doing...
He went in again but by this time i was already exhausted; so was my vagina. I tried to protest but he had his hands over my mouth. He kept going; i was in tears when he finally came, all the while yelling Leah...
The morning after, The 1st thing i woke up to was pain. I ached all over. Memories of last night came rushing back and i had to bite my lip to keep from crying again. I went to the bathroom, took some painkillers and sleeping pills; then went back to sleep.
Freddie's phone kept going off and he began to stir awake. He looked around and then stumbled to the room...
"Where im i?"
"My house.
In case you dont remember, you got wasted and i had to bring you back here. Your phone is charging over that counter, your girl hasnt stopped calling. Pick it up with your keys and whatever other shit you have. Your car is at Quinn's."
"Ohhh...
Okayy...
Ermm, Rachael right?
Did we ermm... you know... have sex.."
" You're so clueless... Screw you Freddie; get out!!..."
With that i put the duvet over my head and started to cry again. It wasnt like i hurt so much; it was the disappointment.
Why didnt he stop?
Was it cos he was drunk?
Does that pardon him?
The thoughts just kept going on and on in my head till sleep saved me...
Meanwhile, Freddie will be driving home; thinking of how to explain to Leah that he got drunk and ended up cheating on her....
9 pm that day...
Rachael:
I got up about 4 hours ago; i must have been sleeping for over 7 hours.
How terrible.
I didnt wake up feeling better; i actually felt worse.
I felt used...
He had sex with me conveniently and now was back in her arms.
Stupid me. Crushes are only just meant to be that, never lovers. I was angry and sad so i spent the hours trying to drink away the memories.
Freddie:
This time im 100% sober. I had apologized to Leah; told her i slept over at a friend's( not too far from the truth). She had apologized too and we decided to focus on us and put all others aside. Right.
So why the hell im i driving back to her place?
Someone was knocking in my head and it forced my eyes open...
Must have fallen asleep.
Wait it wasnt my head; it was the door.
I dragged myself to the door and who did i find behind it?
" Hi..."
"What do you want? Did you forget something?"
"No..
I mean yes..
I owe you an apology Rachael.."
My memory is not very vivid but from what has come so far; im very very truly sorry. Please forgive me for hurting you. Im sorry..."
" That all?"
"And thanks for erm not leaving me on the streets.."
"Aint that what you deserved.."
"Yeah but thanks for not doing that...
Are you hurt real bad?"
"No...
I ll be fine.."
"Okay...
Im sorry.."
We stood outside awkwardly for a while...
All of my being kept warning me to say okay and let
him go.
But instead...
"Wanna come in?"
And that night, Rachael& Freddie will have sex again
and this time he will climax calling her name...
"Rachael"...
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