“Lean back” he whispered. “Close your eyes”He ran his hands up my thighs, across my hips to my waist and up under my shirt. I jumped and grabbed his hand, trying to push it away. “Relax” he said sternly . He pulled my shirt up over my head and threw it on the floor then unsnapped my bra. “Take it off.” I nervously pulled it off and tossed it. He pulled me back against his warm chest and said “Don’t move again” His big hands rubbed my breasts and his fingers tugged and pulled at my nipples. I closed my eyes. I could feel his breath on my neck. While one hand worked on my breast, his other made its way down between my legs. His hand felt so warm on me and it felt so good. He moved his hand under my shorts and I jumped again and tried to get up. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me back again and spread my legs further. “You were told not to move, sit still!” My heart was beating fast and I was a bit afraid yet excited at the same time. I leaned back and closed my eyes.. Did I like her? Hell yes. And she was right, she was the best thing that ever happened to me, as she had the uncanny knack of keeping me grounded and on the straight and narrow, I guess she got tired of babysitting me. Besides that, she was beautiful and the best lay I’d ever had, bar none. So after Carol left, I did what every loser does, I got drunk, a lot. The next two weeks were kind of a blur. Thank God my boss liked me and I was pretty good at what I did for a living or I would have got my ass fired. He sympathized with me but like everyone else he had more than enough on his own plate to worry about me. The one thing that brought me back to reality was the fact that all my friends were really Carol’s friends, who just put up with me for her sake. No one wanted to hang out with me or even stop after work for a drink anymore. ‘Fuck them all, I don’t need them,’ I said to myself as I stopped at our old watering hole by myself for the tenth night in a row. I was going downhill.
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