The Wrong Woman

It was Saturday afternoon and I was sprawled on a couch watching a movie with Madeline. Well, actually my mind was miles away. I had tuned out of the movie after the first fifteen minutes. I was too busy thinking about last night. I had turned up to work as usual, began my set and waited. But Felicity never showed. I thought about texting her to ask if she was going to be late, but then changed my mind. I didn’t want her thinking I was a stalker or anything. If she wasn’t going to turn up then that was her loss. I felt Maddie snuggle closer to me, leaning her head on my chest and my hand reached up to smooth her hair.

I focussed on the TV, trying to get back into the movie, when I felt her shift against me again. The couch was barely big enough for the two of us to lie on, but she had managed to press herself close to me, and as she shifted closer I couldn’t help but get hard.

“What are you doing?” I murmured.

“Nothing.” She said her eyes fixed on the television.

I sighed. This girl was going to be the death of me. She was eighteen but she sometimes acted so clueless that I wondered if she was doing my head in on purpose. Even though I was only two years older than her, I sometimes felt like it was more like ten. Her life had been so sheltered compared to mine. It still was sheltered, even with me in it.

I found myself liking her more and more though, which is why I didn’t even think about the possibility of breaking up with her.

There were a hundred things I liked about her.

She was bubbly, pretty and smart. She was funny, sweet and cute. I loved her smile and the way her eyes shined when they looked at me.

The only downside was her hesitance to take our relationship to the next level. She had told me she had had a couple of boyfriends but they had never gone beyond kissing and hand holding. That was it. No touching, clothes on, kissing. She said she had wanted to wait until she met The One. But then she met me and I guess temptation followed. But that didn’t mean she was going to be an easy lay. I got the impression she wanted me to work for it.
I tried to understand. It was hard, but I tried. My first sexual experience had been at fourteen. I was probably way too young, but I had never looked back. Sex to me was about feeling good, making someone else feel good. There were times I thought I’d been in love and there were times I didn’t even know the girl. But it was just sex. It was no big deal to me.

But now it had suddenly become a big deal.

The only other stumbling block was her sneaking around to see me. She didn’t think her father would approve, and from the way she described him, I kind of had to agree with her. He was some high powered businessman, but I didn’t ask too many questions. All I knew was that she was building up to tell him about us, but she was too scared. I didn’t mind too much though.

The overall consensus was that I was willing to wait for her. I wasn’t sure for how long, but I got the feeling that once unleashed, she was capable of fucking my brains out. There was something about her girlish body, so slim and colt like. Long legs, small pert breasts, perfect ass. She was pretty hot too. Light blue eyes, long straight brown hair, creamy white skin and pink full lips.

Fuck, I could feel myself growing hard just thinking about her. And she was within reach too. I couldn’t help but wind my arm around her, my hand going up her top and over her bra.

“What are you doing?” She squirmed underneath my touch.

“What are you doing?” I countered. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”

“I’m just watching a movie!” She protested.

“Yeah and grinding your pretty little ass against me at the same time. Can you blame me for getting hard?”

I couldn’t help but smile when I saw her lips purse and her cheeks turn pink.

“Are you telling me you’ve never made another guy hard before?”

“I don’t know… I never noticed.” She said hesitantly.

“Well it’s happening now. What are you going to do about it?”

She bit her lip nervously and lifted her body up so that her head was now hovering over me. I lay on my back now and watched her with interest as she bent her head down, lips lightly brushing over mine. Typical Madeline. I flicked my tongue out to swipe over her lips, and she nervously jumped. This time I didn’t hold back my laughter to her annoyance.

“Come here little girl.” I said placing my hand behind her head and pushing it toward me. I felt her stiffen slightly before relaxing against me, her lips molding into mine, her body covering mine. Her kiss deepened and I was surprised when I felt her tongue dart into my mouth. Usually it was me forcing my tongue into her mouth. The kiss deepened and I dropped my hands to her waist as she moved against me. Several minutes passed, and I knew without looking that her lips were swollen by the intensity of her kisses. I enjoyed the feeling of her body rubbing up against mine. She was wearing those tiny shorts again, and so I let me hand run up her thigh before resting on her hip again.

Madeline suddenly stopped and lay her head on me. I could hear her breathing hard against my chest, but I was soon distracted by my hard on which was now painfully straining against my jeans.

“What’s wrong?” She asked.

Blue balls, I wanted to tell her. I’ve got fucking blue balls by all this friction, the endless kisses, the weight of her body on me, her breasts pressing against my chest. These goddamn jeans. I felt myself shift uncomfortably.

“Just a little painful that’s all.” I manage to say and she looks at me quizzically.

“Where?” She asked.

“Where do you think?” I retorted.

“Down there?”

“Bingo honey.” I muttered closing my eyes.

Without any warning, I felt my jeans being unzipped and I open my eyes to see Madeline watching my face earnestly, as she pulled down my jeans. I didn’t say a word. I just watched as she watched me, her hand slowly pulling down my boxers until I sprang free. I watched as her hand tentatively closed around my aching shaft.

“Fuck Maddie.” I heard myself murmur as her hand slowly began to pump me. She looked unsure but determined as her hand worked on my hard cock and over the head, allowing the seeping liquid to help her hand slip over me more easily.

“Harder.” I said, and I felt her grip slightly tighten around me.

“Like this?” She said in a small voice and I nodded, breathing deeply as she continued to pump me.

“Put your other hand here.” I instructed, guiding her left hand to my balls. She instinctively begins to roll them in her hand, making me groan out loud. I didn’t miss the triumphant look on her face and I took the chance to praise her.

“Fuck that feels good baby.” I mumbled my eyes closing again as I let myself get lost in the feeling of pure pleasure. “You’re gonna make me come.”

As she deftly stroked me, I started to feel myself reach my high.

“Faster. Just like that.” I managed to say, and I feel her increase the speed as I buck my hips, urging her to keep up with me.

“Does that feel good?”

I hear her voice and it’s enough to tip me over the edge, and I come hard against her hand, in thrusts and loud moans. I’ve made a mess, but she still hugs me close and I cover her face in kisses.

“You did so good baby. So good.” I mumble.

This sure beats dry humping, I thought to myself as she snuggled up against me and I wrapped my legs around her.

X

Friday rolls around again and I set up on my makeshift stage at the bar. A few people are scattered around drinking and chatting and I can see more people streaming into the bar from where I sit.

I look down to tune my guitar, and then adjust the microphone. My set starts in a few minutes, and I just want to make sure everything sounds and looks good before I begin.
I see Evan, the friend that owns the bar, in the distance, and I tip my head to him in greeting. I don’t know how I’m going to make it up to him; this job has been a God send to me. Things are starting to look up for me.

I’d gone to a few interviews during the week, and I knew that once I clinched a day job then I’d be sweet.

My thoughts are interrupted by the appearance of a shapely figure by the bar and as she approaches I have to do a double take to realise that it’s Felicity. She looks stunning in a figure hugging olive green dress that complements her lightly tanned skin and hazel green eyes. I openly check her out as she takes a seat right in front of my little stage, crossing her legs and placing her glass of red wine on the table. She smiles at me but I look down to strum my guitar. I begin to play the first song… it’s a cover and although most of my set is filled with well-known songs, I had decided to add a couple of my songs to the set list tonight.

Three songs later, and I look down to see that her attention is still solely focussed on me.She has a small smile on her lips that borders on a smirk, and I can’t make up my mind which one it is.

Forty minutes later, I announced that I’m going to take a small break before standing up and walking off stage. I walked right past her without a second glance, but it wasn’t hard to miss the look of confusion on her face. I heard the clatter of heels as she followed me across the bar area. I didn’t bother looking back as I made my way down one of the corridors. I saw a door and opened it. I didn’t know where I was going but I was enjoying the fact that Felicity was following me close behind. I led her out onto the back alley and stood against the brick wall. She looked slightly out of breath, as I crossed my arms in front of me.

“You’re one week late.” I said gruffly.

“Something came up. I couldn’t make it.” She said placing her hand on my arm. “I wanted to though.”

“Yeah?” I said dismissively.

“Yes.” And I can’t help but look up at the emphasis she placed on the word. “I’m here now, aren’t I?”

“You are.” I watched as she took a step closer, her eyes locked onto mine.

“And I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

Felicity knelt down in front of me, and before I know it, she unzipped my jeans. I glanced down to see her lick her lips and as I lean my head back on the brick wall and close my eyes,
I feel her take me into her mouth.

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