1. The Guy Next Door - Part Four


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    restaurant had got even busier while we were there and it took some dedication to squeeze out. To be back on the street was a real relief. The air, polluted as it was, seemed clean and fresh enough. “Well,” Sam said. “I am never coming back to this place.” “Really? It wasn’t that bad!” I laughed. He grasped my hand loosely in his. “You wanna come back to my place?” he asked quite casually. “I don’t live far. Half a mile. We could have a drink or whatever.” I glanced up at him. He smiled a secret smile. I thought of how easy it would be to say yes. I could already feel the warmth of his body. I let my mind skip leisurely through the thought of him naked. Sam McKenna. All the girls I worked with agreed that he was the designated office hunk. Sex. With him. Hard? Soft? Slow? Fast? I swallowed. I could find out. I had the opportunity to find out. But it wasn’t real. It was a game. It was Cooper’s game. I hadn’t been seriously into Sam since he’d said no at my door and this night wasn’t between Sam and me. It was between Cooper and me. I wondered if he was still in my flat. He’d said he was going to hook up with someone. Who? Was he making it up? Of course he was making it up. He and I meant more to each other than he was man enough to admit. He wasn’t fucking someone else. He was probably hoping my date would get wrecked so we could revert to our usual Saturday night ritual. “Kat?” Sam was watching me expectantly, still waiting for affirmation. “You know, I’ve had a really ...
    long week,” I heard myself saying. “I just want to go home.” He tried to hide his surprise but I saw it. He knew I saw it. But we both pretended it didn’t exist. “Okay. Fine. I’ll get the waiter to call a taxi.” *** Cooper liked me, I decided, as I started up the stairs of the apartment block. Of course he liked me. Why else would he take me to meet his mother? The sex was good, the games were fun and maybe we never needed to acknowledge that we meant something real to one another. Saturday nights were good. I was happy with them. Cooper knew me better than Sam ever would. And despite all his macho swagger, he hadn’t been with a girl besides me in a month. Surely, that meant something, didn’t it? I let myself into my flat and struggled out of my jacket. It was still early. Cooper wouldn’t have gone out, would he? The thought of him brooding over what I was doing gave me a certain thrill. “ Oh god! Oh fuck! Please ! PLEASE !” I froze. “ Please what ?” “ I – I don’t know! It’s just – I don’t – I can’t – I need it .” “ Wait. Patiently. There? Happy ?” I walked numbly over to the wall. It took a few confusing seconds to realise that the sound wasn’t coming from Cooper’s apartment. So where was he? Where were they? And why did this girl sound so familiar? “ Oh, FUCK! I need to come – please !” It clicked in that one moment. This girl sounded familiar because I recognised her voice. This wasn’t just any girl. This was someone I knew. Someone I’d known for years. It was Lacey Edson. ...
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