Page 2 of Bree

Matt

It’s a perfect coincidence that I ran into Bree. My mother has been nagging me repeatedly to get a girlfriend and start thinking about settling down, and she’s been incredibly pushy about me bringing a date for the New Year’s Eve party. Frankly, I’m tired of explaining myself to her. I just want to live my life.

I look over at Bree while my mother reminds me once again that she expects me to bring a date to the party. Furthermore, I get an idea – a crazy idea, but one that could give me some peace, at least for a little while. I try to get off the phone as quickly as possible, and once I hang up, I take a step closer to Bree and look into her eyes.

“Bree, I need a favor.” She arched a sculpted brow and waits for me to continue. “My mother is hosting our annual New Year’s Eve party, and she’s been pushing me to bring a date. Actually, she’s been pushing me to get a girlfriend and settle down, but she’s been hyper-focused on the party. I think if I could just say that I have a girlfriend and show her off at the party, my mother might back off for a while and give me a little breathing room.” I run my hands through my hair and sigh. “I love her, but she can be so persistent. She just won’t back off about it.”

“Okay,” says Bree as she slides her phone back into her pocket. “So, what do you need from me?”

“Would you be willing to act like you’re dating me and join me for my family’s party in a few days?” She looks a little taken aback at my request, and I can’t blame her. Considering our past relationship, I’m sure it’s an unusual situation for her.

“I don’t know, Matt. I need to think about it.”

“I get it. Here, let me give you my number, and we can talk about it tomorrow.” She pulls out her phone, and I recite my number for her to enter into her contact list, and she sends me a text so that I have her information, too.

“Thanks, I’ll give you a call tomorrow then?” I asked her with a smile.

“Yeah, sounds good. I’ll talk to you then,” she replies. I see the doors open out of the corner of my eye and a nurse comes through, walking straight for me.

“Matthew Lovett?” she asks.

“Yes, ma’am,” I reply.

“Jessica is out of recovery and doing very well, but the doctor wants her to get her rest tonight. He has asked that you come back in the morning.”

“Yeah,” I say. “Okay, can you let her know I was here and to call me when she’s awake? It doesn’t matter what time.”

The nurse nods her agreement and wanders back to the patient rooms.

“Well, I guess that’s my cue to leave,” I say to Bree with a chuckle. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow, Bree.”

“Yeah, have a good night Matt.” She heads over to her sisters as I head for the door, though it’s hard not to watch her walk away.

I can’t help but think about how attractive Bree has grown over the years. Of course, she was gorgeous, and I was always attracted to her in high school, but she’s grown into a stunning woman. Just thinking about her makes my stomach clench in arousal.

When I get back to my apartment, I head straight for the shower. It’s been a long day, and a hot shower and bed sound incredible. I turn on the water and strip off my clothes while I wait for it to heat up. I run a hand down the firm slope of my abdomen, and the image of Bree in those hip-hugging jeans and the voluptuous curves of her body flash through my mind. Not only that, but I harden immediately and groan at the pressure in my groin.

“If she agrees to my plan, it’s not going to be easy on me,” I murmur to myself and wrap my hand around my swollen cock. I pump it slow, once, twice, and then let go and slip into the hot water of the shower. It beats down across my aching neck and shoulders, and I press my forehead against the wall letting the pressure work it's magic on my tired body. No matter how I try to ignore it, though, my erection won’t go away without first being satisfied. I slip into my hand again and swipe my thumb over the tip pulling a deep rumble from my chest. God, it feels good.

I keep my forehead pressed against the cold tile of the showerwall and grit my teeth as I increase my speed, thrusting into my hand and chasing my orgasm. Bree flashes through my mind again, and my thighs shake as I feel the tingles flood through my body, beginning in my stomach and spreading out down my legs and up my chest. My toes curl against the tiles, and I moan through my clenched teeth as I explode over my fingers.

3

Bree

The next morning, I wake up early and start a pot of coffee before sitting at the dining room table and staring at my phone. I’ve been thinking a lot about what Matt asked of me yesterday, and honestly, I don’t think it would hurt to join Matt at his family’s party. I don’t have any plans for New Year’s anyway, and all of my sisters have boyfriends or husbands now. Furthermore, I hate the thought of being the third wheel to one of them, and spending New Year’s alone would be even worse.

With that thought in mind, I shoot him a text.

Hey Matt, I’m in.

He replies almost immediately.

Hey! You’re a lifesaver. Can we meet for lunch and talk details?

Sure! Café Lola on 3rdat Noon?

See you then, Bree.

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