Nick’s Secret

Nicks Secret
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“So, here we are…” Nick said as he opened the car door for me. He held out his hand to help me out of his blue mustang, and smiling, I took it. We just came home from Kat’s homecoming party, and I could still smell the scent of the champagne that was spilled in my mini dress as Kat “accidentally spilled” it across my chest. Don’t ask me how she did it. She just did.

The night wind softly blew around us as we walked towards my porch, and I suddenly felt the chill that went with it. Nick must have seen me shudder a bit because he suddenly stopped, removed his coat and draped it in my shoulders. I discretely inhaled his sweet scent. How can one man smell so… intoxicatingly good?

Nick and I have been dating for weeks now, and I can honestly say that I loved each and every moment of it. He’s a total gentleman, and very funny too. The fact that we can talk about almost anything under the sun—from our mutual nerdish Big Bang Theory Series addiction to our never ending debate regarding our own political beliefs (that we agreed to disagree on eventually)—made it clear that he’s the perfect guy for me. Well, “almost” the perfect guy, actually.

“Did you have a good time?” He asked as we stopped in front of our door.

I took a break from fumbling in my purse for keys and smiled at him. “Yes, I actually did! And to think that I had been quite hesitant to attend that party…Had you not been insistent, I would have—” I paused. I could feel him behind me, his strong arms circling my waist. I instantly felt heat rush through my body.

“Had I not been insistent, you would have what?” He murmured against my ear.

I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck and stared in his hazel eyes. “I would have totally ditched the party and have you take me elsewhere.” I murmured back.

He gave me a smile back (a smile so hot that I bet it would make lots of girls strip in front of him just to have him do it again) and kissed my lips. I met his lips with mine, letting him feel the heat of desire that was starting to fill my whole body. He broke the kiss, way too soon for my taste, and then kissed me in my left cheek. He let out a deep breath, and then he smiled again. “So, I’ll see you at six on Friday?”

“Huh?” I said, disconcerted with the sudden turn of events. What a way to change the subject.

“I said, I’ll pick you up at six on Friday. Remember? For my birthday?” He teased.

“Oh, right. Yeah, I guess I’ll see you then.” I forced myself to smile as he turned and walked back towards the car.

And that was that. See, this is why I said that he is “almost” the perfect guy for me. We’ve been going out for almost two months now, and the most that have happened between us is a good, fifteen minute make-out. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a very good kisser, and I could spend the entire day just kissing him. It’s just that…well, it would be nice if I could get more than that.

I sighed as I walked inside the house. I was about to head up to my room when I smelled something in the kitchen. I quickly headed to that direction and found a half-naked, towel-clad Brent stirring something in the pan.

“Oh! I mean, sorry.” I quickly turned around and covered my eyes. I’m not a prude, but seeing my best friend’s boyfriend in nearly his birthday suit and feeling tingly all over due to the sight of it just wasn’t right.

“Relax, virgin. The merchandise ain’t yours.” He teased as he turned to his cooking again. Realizing that I overreacted, I laughed and dropped my hands to my hips instead.

“Okay, first of all, I’m not a virgin.” I feel frigid and lonely and whatever else a woman who hasn’t had sex for almost half a year (the ‘before nick’ sex abstinence included) should feel right now and they all point to me not being a virgin at all. “Anyway, where’s Jessica?” I said, changing the subject and trying my best to look at him from waist up only.

“Right over here.” Jessica said as she stepped into the kitchen as well. Her ebony hair was wet, which usually meant that she just stepped out of the shower after a hot pussy-eating, penis thrusting fun times. Did I just say that? Man, I better get some soon, or I’ll end up swallowing the next naked man that I see. I sat in the nearest kitchen chair, rolled my eyes at Jessica’s wet hair, rubbed my temples and sighed.

“Somebody didn’t get their booty call today.” Brent said, giving Jessica a full smack on the lips.

“Ugh, go get yourselves a room will you?”

“We already did, and we’ve been paying our share of rent, just in case you haven’t noticed.” Jessica shot back. “Did he just say that you didn’t get any? I thought you and Nick went out today?”

“Yep. We did. But that’s pretty much it.”

“What? Hang on, one quick second.” Jessica went to the cupboard area. She appeared after a couple of minutes, holding three wine glasses on one hand and a bottle of plum wine on the other. “Okay, I’m ready. Details, please.” She said as she poured the wine into the three glasses and handed one over to me.

“There’s really not much to tell. We went to Kat’s birthday party. I got my dress soaked with champagne over my breast area. He looked, did nothing except hand over a perfectly white hanky to wipe the mess up. Then after a couple of hours he took me home. Then he kissed me in the porch. Then he let go, way too quickly if I might add. Then he said that he’ll pick me up on Friday. Then he turned and went home. End of story.”

“Wow, there’s a lot of then’s in your story, and none of them interested me at all.” Brent laughed.

Jessica nodded. “So that’s why you’re so cranky. I should’ve just set you up with someone else, had I known that this would happen.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d swear he’s gay. Why is he acting like you’re wearing a chastity belt of some sort? I thought Jessica said that he’s nice and—er—quite knowledgeable of things?” I noticed that Brent stuttered a little and had ended his sentence in a bit of a rush. I saw Jessica giving him a small slashing gesture in the neck.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” My gaze travelled from Brent to Jessica, who looked a bit uncomfortable with the turning of the subject. Something’s up, and she’d better tell me.

“Okay,” Jessica took a deep breath and, in a resigned voice, began talking. “Remember when I told you that he had a girlfriend before and that they broke up for no apparent reason?” She said and I nodded in response, waiting for that other shoe to drop. “Well, I know someone who was friends with Nick’s ex… and that someone said that the ex broke up with Nick because of—um—sexual differences.”

“Sexual differences?”

“Hey, I didn’t know! Dip your head in a bucket of ice will you, I can almost see your nose blowing off steam. Geez,” Jessica held up her hands as if in surrender, and I instantly chastised myself for losing my temper.

“Sorry.”

“Tell you what, why don’t you give him an ultimatum of some sort. You know, like… tell him that you’ll dump his sorry ass if he doesn’t ram you against the wall real soon or something.” Jessica choked on her drink as soon as Brent finished his sentence. Grinning, he reached for her and rubbed her back.

I grinned too, grateful for my friends’ concern. Actually, I’m thinking of doing just that. Minus the telling him part, I mean.

“This is it.” I told myself in front of the mirror. I am either having some tonight, or I’ll be asking Jessica to post an ad for a nice looking date tomorrow morning.

I looked at the clock on the wall. Nick will be here in a couple of minutes. In the span two months, he has proven to me how punctual he was. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had my auburn hair worn sexily loose on my shoulders, perfectly complimenting my olive green mini dress. It’s got a really low neck line, emphasizing the swell of my full breasts. I remembered seeing his eyes widen when he initially saw my champagne-soaked white dress a couple of days ago, so I have decided to tease him up a little by wearing this specifically for the occasion. I paired it with a cute, really high Fuck-me heels that Jessica and I managed to snag in one of our feel-good shopping sprees. If he still doesn’t budge after, then fuck it. It’s goodbye Nick, hello porn sites for me again.

Nick arrived on time, as usual, and as soon as I greeted him in the doorstep I realized that I’ve made the right decision for my ensemble. He appeared stunned for a moment, and I could see heaps of desire in his eyes as I let him take me in. Then he seemed to collect himself and said, “Are you ready, Sandra?”

[…End Excerpt…]

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Product Details
File Size: 721 KB
Print Length: 109 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $2.99