Page 19 of His Best Friend's Wife
I didn't know how to respond to her. She gazed out at the water too as if trying to discover what I was so mesmerizedby.
"Look," she finally broke the silence. "It's a gorgeous night," she waved her hand to indicate the clear sky with what seemed like a billion twinkling stars. "I'm not asking for anything more than a kiss," she tilted her face up towards mine, silently demanding that I comply with herrequest.
It was the perfect setting and she was an amazing woman. Deciding that she was probably right, I leaned down to brush my lips lightly across hers. It felt surprisingly good. When she opened her mouth to deepen our kiss, I delved my tongue into her mouth. Her groan of approval had me yanking her up next to me. Our fronts pressed together withyearning.
I hadn't imagined that I would ever want another woman after Cassie, so my body's firm reaction to Jamie was both surprising and pleasing. When Jamie suggested that we take it inside, I gladly followed her into her side of thehouse.
She led me to her small, feminine bedroom. It smelled like lilacs and fabric softener. Suddenly feeling uncertain, I held back. The last thing I needed was to ruin my friendship with the one person who had been kind to me in the last fewweeks.
Sensing my apprehension, Jamie took matters into her own hands. She reached for the snap on my jeans. Kissing my neck and loosening my pants, she worked her way down. She made short work of lowering to her knees and freeing my cock. It sprang away from its confinements and jutted out towardher.
She made an appreciative noise deep in her throat, ran her tongue along my length, and wetted her lips before taking my dick inside her mouth. Her warm, wet mouth felt so good as she sucked. She lightly fondled my balls, sending thrilling chills up my spine. The woman knew how to give ablowjob.
Flashes of Cassie appeared in my vision as Jamie moved her mouth over me. I tried to force them out of my mind, but the more I focused on not thinking of Cassie, the more she invaded mybrain.
I could feel my erection waning. Keeping it up wasn't generally a problem––especially not during an epic b.j. Not wanting to go flaccid in Jamie's mouth, I reluctantly gave in to my Cassiefantasy.
"Oh, yeah, baby," I said, working my fingers through her hair. I attempted to ignore the fact that Jamie's poufy hair didn't feel like Cassie's silky brown locks. I watched her mouth sliding over me and imagined that it was Cassie's luscious lips and tongue working their magic onme.
When Jamie looked up at me, I closed my eyes and pictured Cassie gazing up at me. Cassie was tonguing me, sucking me, fondling me. Cassie was here blowing me. My hips began pumping into her mouth as I became lost in the oblivion of how good shefelt.
"Cassie!" I cried out loud, very nearclimax.
She froze, my manhood still deep in hermouth.
Immediately realizing what I had done, I felt horrible, but it was too late to take it back or deny. She had obviously heard me. It wouldn't surprise me if she clamped her teeth down on my sensitive skin. I definitely deservedit.
Jamie pulled back, without biting me. I was certain that she must have been tempted to do so, but she took the high road. She lowered herself to rest her rear end on her heels. Looking down, she swiped the back of her hand across hermouth.
"Jamie," I started, feeling unbelievably awkward. "I'm so sorry." Realizing that my dick was still hanging out, making the scene even more uncomfortable, I quickly yanked my pants into place, tucked away my privates, and closed myfly.
"You should probably go." The shaky tone of her voice let me know that she was beyond upset––likelymortified.
"I would give anything to take that back," I revealedhonestly.
"It's okay," she said wanly, still looking down and away fromme.
I couldn't leave like this. Jamie had been nothing but kind to me since my arrival, and I had just embarrassed her and made her feel inferior. It was the last thing in the world that I had intended or wanted todo.
Kneeling down beside her, I tentatively reached out to lift her chin. "You are an amazing woman. What happened just now has nothing to do withyou."
She flashed an angry expression at me, so I clarified. "I care deeply for you, but I am damaged goods. My heart has been broken and trampled upon," I revealed. Her expression immediately softened, and I fervently wished that I could give this kind-hearted, caring woman the kind of love and attention that shedeserved.
I tried to explain my confused feelings. "You are a desirable and wonderful woman." At her scoff, I added, "Any man would be lucky to have you. I could kick myself for being sostupid."
"You're not stupid." Even in her hurt and rightfully angry state, she was quick to lift my self-esteem.
"I don't deserve you," I told her, meaningit.
"Apparently, no one does," she chuckled, sounding sad, and I realized then how lonely she mustbe.
"You'll find someone," I promised, even though I had no idea if my words were true. "I wish it could be me, but I'm obviously not ready to moveon."
She turned to face me then, "I hope she knows how lucky sheis."
"Yeah, right," I said sadly before I kissed the top of Jamie's head and quietlyleft.
