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Sweet Dreams Are Made of This Ch. 02

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: True Story, First Time, Author: JoeBlogs616, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

conversation?" Jenny nodded. After some consideration, he ventured, "Alright I confess, I'm not really sure how to pick back up with her. Like you said, this arrangement is strange." Smiling brightly, she said, "Already thought of that, and I hope you won't think I'm overstepping by giving you these..." Rising, she hurried over to the counter where her purse had sat unnoticed and pulled out a pair of tickets. "Friday's concert. You know how much she loves the Julyus, and the Chevriez are supposed to be there next week," she finished, setting them down on the table. Jahn looked up at her, mentally trying to work out all the dark corners of this rabbit hole he'd stumbled down, and then decided on simplicity. "Thanks. I appreciate what you're doing here. I think... that I can imagine what it's like to be in your shoes." "You mean that thing with your ex and that guy, Greg?" Jenny hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Maybe that's what prompted me to try that idea on Fi. It's... different for us, I guess, since I know you like us and actually care." Jahn shook his head. "It is, but it isn't. I'm not sure I can really explain it." He'd resented the hell out of Greg, but even in hindsight wasn't sure if it was simply because he was blaming Greg for Andrea's lack of affection, or because he didn't want to share. Maybe both. It _was_ different in the ways that mattered, he told himself. Sliding his hand forward, he gently took hold of hers. "We haven't been together that long, ... but I'm glad you're still with me, Jen." She stared down at him, her eyes suspiciously moist around the edges, but she said firmly and somewhat fiercely, "Yeah, me too. Just remember that I have dibs." The tender moment might have stretched out painfully, but she dispelled the somber mood with a cheery "Wanna go upstairs and fuck?" ---------------------------------------------- "Hey, Fiona." "Ah, hello, Jahn." An awkward pause ensued, silence waiting on the other end of the phone. "Good to hear from you again..." Hell with it, he thought, diving right in. "I came by a pair of tickets to the Chevriez and was wondering if you'd like to go with me?" "I'd love to! I can't imagine where you came by those on such short notice..." The hint of amusement in her voice told him that she already knew exactly where he got the tickets from, but she didn't seem to think any less of the date for it. Good sign. "Next Friday, right?" He gave her the specifics and she continued, "Fair warning, the Julyus charges really pricy rental rates for their jackets and ties. You'll want to bring something of your own." "Ummm...," Jahn murmured, hedging. He owned both, of course, but they were accessories for work. Slightly embarrassed, he said as much. "If you'd like, we could go shopping this weekend to find you a better suit?" she suggested, her voice becoming somewhat... shyer? Damned cell, he thought irritably, trying to read her over the line. "It's more expensive, of course, but formal wear is more ...