The Big O2

By Net Wolf

 

Lisa’s cunt slipped up and down his shaft, riding him for all she was worth. She could tell that he was close. She could feel his body tensing, and so she made the appropriate noises, but she felt nothing.

The man beneath her groaned out, and his load shot up into her. She cried out in fake pleasure, wanting to at least make him feel good about the experience. He pumped for more moments before his body sagged back onto the bed. At least he was fully sated, a serene smile playing on his face. She smiled down at him – that too was fake – before moving off his body and sitting on the bed, her back against the headboard.

Lisa sighed inwardly. Another failed night, another failed attempt at passion. She’d had a good night with this man – what was his name? Oh, yes, Mark. She’d had a good night with Mark once, but only once.

Like every other. Lisa had, in her short twenty-two years of life, had at least thirty boyfriends. Each of them had given her gifts, had taken her places. Each of them had loved getting her into bed, for she was very good at sex. But none of them had been able to give her more than one orgasm. It wasn’t just more than one orgasm a night, but they had never been able to bring her to orgasm after their first time together. Mark was no different. He was reasonably good in bed, but still, the one orgasm was all she had gotten from him. It was frustrating enough that she wanted to cry, but she didn’t. Mark would not understand, and how to tell him that the last five times had been bullshit to her?

She waited the appropriate amount of time before getting up and going to the bathroom. She had to get home soon; she had to be at work in the morning, and she never let her search for a man interfere with the proper functioning of her duties. Not that she was a crucial company employee; a secretary for a medium-grade executive, if she didn’t show up at all, it wouldn’t be the end of the world, except perhaps for her. Still, it was all she had in life at the moment, and she would not foul up the one thing she was doing well with the other thing that she was barely doing at all.

“Call me?” Mark asked as she finished getting dressed. He did not move from the bed.

Lisa made a noncommittal noise. Chances are that no, she would not call him again. He would almost certainly call her, though, and she’d once more have to go through the ritual of having to dump yet another guy. The process grated on her nerves. Why couldn’t she just tell him now? But, no, you didn’t do that sort of thing after good sex, and it had been good for him, anyway.

She made her way out to her car, and drove home. Once there, she showered, to remove the reminder of her failure as a woman.

 

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“Hi, Lisa,” he said, disturbing her morose little reverie. She jumped, and he lightly set his hand on her shoulder. “Wow, geez. I didn’t mean to startle you. Didn’t get much sleep last night? You’ve been sitting here staring at your lunch for ten minutes.”

His name was Jack Bennett. He was an executive assistant with the corporation. This really meant that he was a highly paid gofer for his boss, but that didn’t seem to bother Jack very much. Lisa smiled at him; he was a friend, and she could use one of those just now.

“Oh, hi, Jack. I slept okay, it’s just... life.”

“Oh, that old thing,” he said with a chuckle. “We’d all be better off without it.”

She smiled at the joke, but she didn’t feel like her usual chuckle. Jack noticed.

“Hey, what’s wrong? C’mon, you’ve got...” he checked his watch theatrically, “... forty-two minutes to spill your guts. After that, we both have work to do.”

She looked at him, trying to decide whether he was serious, or just trying to get her in a good mood. The look on his face proclaimed that she had his full attention. Lisa decided, What the hell.

“Another failed relationship, Jack. I can’t seem to find a guy who suits me.”

“What was wrong with this one?” he asked.

“Same as usual; incompatible in bed.”

“Oh.” Jack had to be careful. For one thing, this wasn’t the kind of discussion you had in the lunch room at work. For the other, if he said the wrong thing in the wrong way, she could have him up on sexual harassment charges. Not that he thought she’d do it, but he wasn’t taking the chance. “Maybe you’re just putting a little too much emphasis on it.”

She looked at him as if he’d sprouted a third arm. “How many girlfriends have you had?”

“Well, three.”

She just stared at him. “No offense, but you don’t yet really know relationships. Sex is important. Sex may be the most important part of it all.”

Good Lord, does she really think that?

“Hmm. I haven’t found that to be the case. Look, what else do you do with your boyfriends?”

“What do you mean, what else?”

“Movies? Dinner? Dancing?”

“What guy wants to do that kind of bullshit? They want sex. It’s what I give them.”

Jack nodded. “Okay, I see your point, I guess. But Lisa?” he asked as he finished off his coffee.

“Yeah?”

“Any real boyfriend would want more than sex. You take it easy, okay? I’ve gotta go, I’ve got some errands to run before my lunch break is over. Think about it.”

As Jack walked away, she was confused. What does he mean, a ‘real boyfriend’? I’ve had real boyfriends, haven’t I? She didn’t know how to answer that question, and that disturbed her more than Jack’s comment.

Maybe I need to talk to him some more.

 

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It took Lisa a full two days before she got up the nerve to approach him. This was odd for her; she was usually very take-charge around men. She made her way to his office, which was two floors above her own, and waited until he got off the phone.

“Hey, Lisa. What’s up?”

“Jack... I, uh... you remember the talk we had the other day?”

“Sure. What about it?”

“You think maybe we could continue that conversation? Over dinner?”

Jack chuckled slightly. “Kind of a weird way to ask a guy out, ain’t it?” He smiled at her, and she dipped her head, blushing slightly. He said, “Okay, no problem. When should I pick you up?”

“Seven?”

“Works for me. I...uh, need your address.” She handed him a business card, which belonged to her boss, but she’d written her address on the back. “Okay, see you at seven. Lisa?” he said as she turned to go. She turned back.

“Yeah?”

“Dress casual, okay?”

She smiled, and then headed for the elevator.

 

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Jack arrived promptly at seven, and, unusually for her, Lisa was actually ready for him. She considered just primping for another fifteen minutes, but decided that would be the wrong way to treat this. After all, it wasn’t really a date, was it? No, she was just having dinner with a coworker to get some advice.

Right.

She walked out to where he was sitting in the living room, waiting for her, and he rose. She looked stunning in her thin, nearly see-through, white blouse and tight blue jeans, a dark blue bra beneath, covering everything, but hinting strongly. Her long blonde hair was washed and brushed, and it bounced as she walked in her medium heels.

“How do I look?” she asked automatically.

“You look outstanding,” he answered, with far more sincerity than any of her previous dates had bothered with. She flashed him a warm smile, and he said, “Shall we go?” He held out his arm to her, and she took it daintily. It was far more manners than she was used to dealing with, and she wasn’t sure how to react.

He led her out to his car, a nice but not ostentatious sedan, and he opened the door for her, holding her hand as she climbed in the car. He moved around to his side, got in, and they were off.

“Hungry?” he asked as they got on their way.

“Very,” she said. He couldn’t know there was more than one meaning in her reply. She looked at him without staring, but for the first time she noticed that Jack was quite handsome, his medium-brown hair kept in a fairly stylish if conservative cut, his jaw strong and his nose well-proportioned but angular. He seemed to have a fairly nice body, without any muscular bulges. He was dressed casually in a sweater and slacks, with what she figured was a pullover shirt under the sweater. He looked very nice, but... not the type she would normally have picked up in a bar. He seemed too perfect, like he would be hiding something.

Is he hiding something? she asked herself. She decided that, yes, he probably was. Most people were. She also decided that, at the moment, she just didn’t care.

 

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Dinner had been a pleasant enough event, but it was clear that Jack did not want to have their discussion over dinner. Lisa bowed to his wishes, and simply enjoyed the meal and his company. They talked about work, and about families. They talked about dreams and hopes for their futures, and where they might be in five or ten years.

Soon enough, the meal was over, and they were back in the car. She didn’t ask where they were heading. She had almost thought he might take her back to his place, or, better yet, to her place, where they could... but, no, they weren’t heading to a home, but into the nightlife portion of the city.

They pulled into a bar. It took her a moment to realize it was her bar. She turned to him in surprise.

“How did you know?”

“Janine saw you go here a time or two.”

He was asking around about me? What does that mean? Is that sweet, or is it creepy? Shit, I don’t even know, do I?

She let the thoughts drift out of her mind as he helped her out of the car, and they walked into the bar together. They chose to sit at the bar, since it was mostly empty. It was fairly early in the night for this place. Jack had known that, and that was why he’d brought her here; it would allow them a comfortable place to talk.

“A Slippery Twister for me, and...” Jack turned to Lisa.

“My usual, Ronnie.” The bartender nodded, and he stepped over to mix the drinks. In a few seconds he was back. Sensing that this was an intimate conversation, he stepped down to the other end of the bar.

“So,” Jack said, lifting his pink-orange drink. “To your good fortune.”

“And to yours,” she said automatically, and took a sip of her drink, a simple rum and Coke. Setting her drink down, she said, “I thought we were going to have a talk...”

“Lisa, at this point in most of your dates, where would you be?”

In bed, where else? was what she thought. “I’m not sure I understand the question,” was what she said.

“Yes you do. I can see it in your eyes. Now, come on, answer me.”

“In bed, okay? We’d be in bed by now. Usually it’s just dinner, or a movie, or I pick them up here, and we go back to my place. Isn’t that what it’s supposed to be?”

Jack took another sip of his drink. “No, it’s not, Lisa. That’s not dating. That’s being an unpaid prostitute.” She looked as if he’d just slapped her. He couldn’t blame her; he wasn’t sure why he’d said that, except that it was how he felt. “Look, I don’t want to hurt you, I really don’t, but you’re better than that. You deserve better than that.”

“All men want is sex,” she said guardedly.

“Maybe the men in here, sure. Then again, maybe you’re looking at the wrong guys.” He didn’t let slip his other thought, that she was rather advertising for sex, the way she was dressed, nice as it was to look at.

“Where am I supposed to find the right guys? Work? Church?”

Jack cringed. “God, no. Please, not that old routine. I’ve never met a decent woman through my church... they’re all a little preachy. No, I know what you’re saying; you haven’t got time for social organizations or clubs, so your choices are limited. But you need to make yourself a little less available, and a little more choosy. You’ve got a hell of a lot going for you. You’re smart, attractive, ambitious.” He’d learned that last at dinner: she was hoping to be an executive some day, and was taking correspondence courses in an effort to move up in the company.

“But, Jack... how do I know who the right guy is?” She couldn’t believe that she was leaning on someone like this; not her, not Miss Independent.

“Well, take a look at the guys you’ve been going out with.”

“Yeah, then what?” she said, almost testily.

“Pick someone different,” he answered simply.

The thought stunned her. Her head was spinning, and it sure as hell wasn’t from the drink. So simple as that? Pick someone different. She needed time to think it over.

Getting up, she said, “I’ve got to go to the ladies room. I’ll be back in a couple minutes.”

“Sure, take your time.” He’d seen the look on her face, and knew that she was trying to deal with some new thoughts. He knew people didn’t like that. He motioned the bartender down. Ronnie came quickly.

“Yes, sir, can I help you?”

“You work here regularly?”

“Yes, sir. Four or five nights a week.”

“How often do you see her in here?”

“Lisa? Almost every night. ‘cept Saturdays. She has some kind of class or something she does on Saturdays. You her new fling?”

Jack smiled. “No. I’m just a friend from work. She wanted to talk some things over.”

“Always nice to have friends, sir,” Ronnie said, and walked slowly back down the bar.

I think Lisa could use a few.

 

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Lisa was dressing to go out. She wasn’t sure whether she was insulted or flattered by Jack’s behavior the previous night. He had barely noticed her body at all! What, am I too damned ugly for him or something? On the other hand, he’d treated her very much like a lady, been polite and attentive, and had not had his hands all over her, like most guys did. But he hadn’t even kissed her! When they’d said good-night, he’d given her a hug, told her he’d see her at the office, and then he’d left. She’d gone inside and masturbated herself to orgasm in frustration.

I’ll show him, she thought to herself. She put on a half-halter, and decided to do without the bra. Her skirt came only halfway to her knees, and she’d have to be careful sitting, or she’d be flashing her panties at passing men.

Not that she had any intention of preventing that from happening.

After a half hour of primping and final adjustments, she headed back to her bar. It was called Little Joe’s, which was odd, because Joe was about 6’ 4” tall, and weighed at least 275 lbs. Not that it mattered to her; he was married and didn’t pay her any mind at all. She settled onto her bar stool, her back to the bar so that she could watch the crowd. It was much later at night than it had been when she’d walked in with Jack. Now, she could see there were plenty of prospects for her to go home with.

It took less than an hour before a man she’d never met sat beside her.

“If you were the last thing on Earth I looked at, I’d die a happy man,” he said to her. It was a sappy line, not that she cared. She looked him over. He was about 5’ 9” tall, with short black hair and dark green eyes. He was attractive enough, which is to say he didn’t make her barf.

“Buy you a drink, darlin’?” he asked.

‘Darlin’?” “Sure,” she answered, and gestured to Ronnie, who brought her a rum and Coke. She sipped at her drink and asked, “What’s your name?”

 

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His name turned out to be Bert. She rode with him back to her place. She’d quickly learned to take the bus out to Little Joe’s, since going and getting her car every morning was a pain in the ass. She unlocked the door, and let Bert enter behind her. She locked the door, and turned to him.

“You want a drink first?” she asked.

Bert was a little put off by her somewhat cold attitude. On the other hand, she was a fine piece of ass, and he was looking forward to fucking her. “No, that’s okay. Get yourself one, if you like...”

She just shook her head slightly, and gestured for him to follow her, which he did. She led him back to her bedroom. He took in the spare furnishings. It didn’t look like a woman’s room at all; there were no decorations, no frills. It was just a simple bed with a plain comforter covering it, and a nightstand. There was nothing else in the room.

She turned to him, and stepped close. He forgot about the room as their lips touched. His hands came up to rest on her hips, pulling her body tightly into him. Her tongue snaked its way out of her mouth, and pressed against his lips. He opened his mouth, and her tongue assailed his own, pleasantly wrestling it as her body writhed against him.

Bert’s hands moved to her ass, pulling her yet more tightly against him. Her thigh slipped between his legs and gently massaged his crotch. Bert felt an urgent need to have this babe naked. He broke their kiss, and his hands slipped upward, beneath her halter-top. She raised her arms as his hands continued upward, the half-halter lifting off her body. It was thrown unceremoniously in a corner, as Bert’s eyes were glued to the magnificent tits before him. Her areolas were dark and tight, and her nipples were large, and already erect. He ran his fingers gently over one, and Lisa murmured in approval. His other hand moved in to caress the other nipple, and Lisa moaned, tilting her head back in pleasure.

Bert took the opportunity to lean in and kiss her neck, licking and lightly nipping at her tender flesh as his fingers continued their dance. Lisa was lost in a wave of pleasure. Her hands reached up and began to pull at his shirt, until she’d loosed it from his slacks. She continued to tug on it, but couldn’t get it past his arms without making him stop his massage of her tits, and she absolutely did not want to do that.

Bert knew what to do about this, though. He removed one hand from a nipple, and pulled his arm and head through, quickly returning the now-freed hand back to her tit. Now he exchanged his other hand for his lips, allowing the accursed shirt to fall to the floor while his lips and tongue worked over Lisa’s swollen nipple. He switched to the other nipple, just to give equal time, and Lisa was moaning continually by now.

Bert used his free hand to undo his slacks, kicking off his shoes in the process. It took him some time to get his pants undone, but Lisa neither noticed nor cared. Finally, they came loose, and fell to the floor. Bert stepped out of them, and then pulled Lisa to himself, crushing her large tits against his chest and arousing him even further. He kissed her again, and as his tongue worked inside her mouth, his hands undid her skirt, shoving it off her hips so that it could spill to the floor. His hands slipped beneath her panties, now fondling her ass cheeks directly. Lisa moaned in pleasure, enjoying the feel of his fingers on her body.

She broke their kiss, and pushed Bert away. Kneeling, she gripped his underwear and peeled them down off his hips. She smiled to herself at the hard cock that she wanted so badly. He was of average size, but that didn’t matter to her at the moment. Just having something hard pounding into her cunt, that was what she wanted.

She pulled off Bert’s socks as he stepped out of his underwear, and now he was naked. She took little notice of any part of him other than his dick, as her lips engulfed the head of it. Bert groaned at the sudden pleasurable sensation she was causing. Her lips worked their way down, her tongue sliding wetly over the skin of his shaft. She didn’t stop until he was buried fully in her mouth. Then she reached up to play with his balls as her mouth slid slowly off his cock.

Bert was struggling to control himself; he’d never had a blowjob like this. Every nerve in his cock was in overload. Soon, Lisa began to bob her head more quickly on his dick, and that was just more than Bert could take. He grunted out in warning, but she paid no heed. Her lips and tongue continued their dance until he couldn’t control it anymore, and his cum poured from his dick into her mouth.

Lisa stopped her movements, but continued to suck, pulling all of his jism from his balls. She swallowed all of it, not letting a drop go to waste. She loved giving blowjobs, loved having a cock inside any part of her. She continued to massage his prick with her lips, bringing him back to hardness from his semi-soft state. Bert looked down at her in awe, already having had one of the greatest sexual experiences of his life.

Lisa stood back up, but she didn’t kiss him. She knew that most men didn’t want to taste their own spunk on her tongue. She led him to the bed, and pushed him down onto it. Bert, getting the idea, climbed fully onto the bed, his hard dick waggling with his movements and inviting Lisa to play.

It wasn’t long before Lisa was straddling Bert’s waist, her pussy lips resting against the tip of Bert’s prick. She sank down onto him slowly, massaging his dick with her cunt walls as she slipped further onto the shaft. Bert was in heaven, and loving every minute of this treatment. It took her only a minute before she was fully impaled upon his cock, her pussy grabbing at it with a million little fingers.

She didn’t wait for him, but instead began to move on him immediately. Her hips and legs moved in rhythm, and Bert’s eyes went wide with the wonderful sensation this caused. He watched as her magnificent tits rolled on her chest, and then he reached up to take them in hand, fondling the wonderful flesh. He pinched her nipples, and Lisa moaned.

She rode him faster, and Bert’s hips began to thrust up at her, slamming his hard shaft deep into her twat. Lisa growled in pleasure, fully absorbed in the act of fucking. Her mind was completely occupied by the job of screwing Bert hard and fast.

Bert, wanting to try a different position, took hold of Lisa’s torso. She looked at him in annoyance, but he pulled her to him and rolled. Her look returned to one of lust as Bert, now on top, began to ram into her fast and furious. Lisa’s legs came around his hips, and helped to pull him deeper into her pussy. Bert watched as her face contorted into a look of bliss.

Their pace grew more frenzied, and the two began to grunt and growl in unison, each riding the wave, approaching the crest. Then, Bert was over first, his cock spewing its load deep into her cunt. The feel of his climax triggered her own orgasm, and Lisa screamed out, her body wracked with spasms and her mind filled with colored lights.

After a few moments, Bert pulled his softening prick out of her. He rolled over onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“My God, that was great!” he said in a gasp. Lisa said nothing.

Bert waited a few minutes, but could see that, unusually, this woman was not interested in any cuddling after sex. He got up to go to the bathroom, and wondered, while he was there, just what he should do now. Stay? Go? Ask her to do it again?

Lisa answered the question for him. When he returned, she was sitting on the bed, her feet pulled up, and a robe covering her body. He looked at her for a moment, but it was if she didn’t even see him. He wondered if there was something wrong with her, but decided that, if there were, he didn’t want any part of that kind of problem. Bert dressed quickly, and, without more than a cursory farewell, he made his way to the front door. He was at least polite enough to make sure it was locked.

Back in her bedroom, Lisa was staring at the wall, seeing not her bedroom, but the man she’d just fucked. And following him, going back in time, were all the men she’d fucked in the past. Standing off to the side of this scene, not in any judgmental context, but just as an observer, was Jack.

What would Jack think about tonight? I went to that bar, and picked up a guy, just like I always do! I did just exactly what he told me not to do!

Lisa’s tears flowed freely as she sat on the bed, sobbing herself to sleep.

 

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Over the next two weeks, Lisa worked herself into a complete mess. She’d dated every kind of guy she could think of that came into the bar. Of course, to Lisa, ‘date’ meant ‘screw’, and so her dates were no different than they had been before. What had she misunderstood about what Jack had told her? She was so desperate now that she would try anything to find happiness. Somehow, having bared her soul to someone else had made this a much more urgent dilemma. How would he look at her, now that she had failed, even after his help?

Well, there was only one thing to do. She’d have to talk with him again. She caught him in the lunch room, but she had to wait until a couple other coworkers took a hint and headed to the other side of the room.

“Hey, Lisa. You look a wreck,” he said as lightly as he could.

“Jack... can we go out tonight? I really need to talk to you about some things.”

Although Lisa had been Jack’s friend for a while, she’d never really asked him out. He, of course, wouldn’t dare, in the climate of sexual harassment that pervaded the day. He looked at her for a few moments, and then nodded. “Seven o’clock again?”

She nodded. Jack got up to leave, having finished his lunch. She put her hand on his wrist to stop him. When he turned, she said, “Thanks.”

“No problem. I’ll see you at seven.”

 

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Lisa was ready and waiting when Jack showed up at five minutes to seven. This told him more than anything else could have; he’d never not had to wait for his date. He looked her over quickly. She was wearing a burgundy blouse with a tight black skirt. She looked very nice, but it was also what he often referred to as a ‘fuck me’ outfit.

Jack considered, as he walked her to his car, whether that was a possibility. Did she think of him in those terms? Perhaps she did. Did he think of her in those terms? Well, yes, he admitted to himself, he’d had his share of fantasies. But this was supposed to be about her finding the right guy, and how would it look if he in essence told her that he was the right guy? Not cool.

His thoughts proceeded along these lines as he got in the car and drove downtown. “Have you eaten yet?” he asked. He’d had a light meal, just in case.

“Yeah,” she said, lying. She just didn’t want to go through another dinner, trying to keep up decent chatter. She wasn’t good at small-talk.

“Okay. Then we can go right to the entertainment portion of the evening.”

She thought, for the briefest moment, that he might be taking her to his place. After a second’s consideration, though, she rejected the idea. He’ll at least take me for drinks first.

They went to a place she’d never been to. It was just on the edge of town, a club called The Frontier. He was just as mannerly as last time, opening doors for her and letting her sit first, the whole routine that none of her other dates gave even lip-service to. She wondered how he remembered all the rules that were supposed to go with chivalry. It never occurred to her that he didn’t have to remember them.

The waitress came over, and they both ordered drinks. She noticed that the drink he ordered was very light on alcohol. What does that mean? She’d ordered her usual drink, empty stomach and all. She needed the illusion of calm right now.

“So,” Jack said after the drinks had arrived. “I take it that the dating scene has not improved.”

“No,” she said, a tremble in her voice. The drink wasn’t calming her as much as she’d hoped it would. Jack’s hand reached out to touch her own, a gentle, feathery contact, just to let her know he was there for her.

“Hmm,” he said. “Did you try dating different kinds of guys?”

“Jack, I’ve dated nearly everybody in that bar now.”

Uh-huh. I’m sure your bed is getting worn out. Jack didn’t judge her over her promiscuity; that didn’t bother him. He knew, however, that she would never find the right guy to settle down with if that was her plan of attack.

“Lisa...” he started to ask, but couldn’t bring himself to ask that question. “Would you like to dance?”

The question startled her. She wasn’t a good dancer, at least not vertically. It would be rude to say no, though. “Um, sure.”

Jack gently took her hand, and led her over to the jukebox. The bar was nearly empty, and so the jukebox was silent at the moment. He fed some quarters into it, and picked a selection of moderate-to-slow music. As the first song started, he led her to the center of the dance floor.

Jack put his hands at her waist, and pulled her, very gently, to him. They didn’t quite make body contact, but it was close enough that they could feel each other’s body warmth. Lisa put her arms around his neck, and they began to move. She was grateful that he didn’t seem to be doing any particular dance, as much as just moving slowly back and forth. This, she could do. If he started something even as complex as a waltz, she was doomed. They were silent through the first three songs, just being together, moving as one.

“Jack, what are we doing?” she finally asked.

“Dancing. They call this dancing,” he said light-heartedly.

“Yeah, but I mean...”

“Lisa, this is part of dating. Not everything has to lead somewhere. It’s just time together, doing something pleasant. I could have taken you bowling, but you weren’t dressed for it.” She was pretty sure he was kidding, but Jack was so different from what she was used to...

Would he have actually taken me bowling?

“My dates don’t usually have much interest in doing things like this.”

“Do you give them a chance to?”

“Of...” She was going to say, of course I do, but she stopped. Did she really? She had to face the fact that most of her ‘dates’ were less than an hour long before they ended up in bed somewhere.

Jack correctly interpreted her silence, but he didn’t press the issue. He’d never been one to just slap people in the face with their problems. He would let her figure this out in her own time. Meanwhile, he was having a wonderful time holding her like this. There were a few other couples on the dance floor, but he didn’t notice. He could smell her, feel her. This was how one of his fantasies started. He couldn’t live that one out, though; the cops would be called. That thought brought a slight smile to his face.

Lisa’s mind was churning over the questions Jack had asked... and some thoughts he’d implied, but left unsaid. She closed her eyes against the torrent of confusion washing over her. She didn’t want to think about this now. She didn’t want to think, only to feel. Lisa stepped closer to Jack, making body contact. She laid her head on his shoulder, her arms still wrapped around his neck. Jack’s hands slipped around to her lower back, caressing her gently as they continued to dance. Lisa had to admit, this was a very nice thing to be doing with him. She also knew he was aroused; it was impossible not to feel his erection with her body pressed against him.

Maybe he’ll bed me tonight, she thought. She was excited at the prospect of getting him into bed, getting to really know him. She didn’t realize that it was this thought pattern he was trying to stop her from having.

 

A few hours later, they were back at her house. They had spent the evening dancing and talking, each having only a couple of drinks. She had found the evening so pleasant that she had barely thought about the nervousness that had been bugging her at the start of the night.

Jack walked her up to her porch, and there he stopped. She turned to him, looking up into his eyes and seeing warmth and compassion there; something she rarely saw in any man’s eyes, at least when they were aimed at her. She also saw the underlying tone of arousal and interest, and so she asked her question.

“Would you like to come in?”

Jack smiled very warmly, to help ease any hurt his reply might cause. “I can’t. It’s getting late, and we both have to be at work early. I had a really nice time tonight.”

“Yeah,” she said. Her voice didn’t reveal any pain, though he was sure he heard some disappointment.

He wasn’t sure if he should do what he wanted to. After thinking it over, he decided, well, they were dating, so it shouldn’t be too far out of line. He leaned in, and she immediately responded, tilting her head up to meet his advance. Their lips touched gingerly, moving against each other. He worked hard to keep it from building into something more passionate, and he broke contact after several seconds.

“I’d better go,” he said. Before I take you up on your offer, and spoil every damned thing I’ve tried to teach you about dates! “See you tomorrow?”

“Yes,” she said, her eyes a little glazed. He wasn’t sure what that was about, and didn’t have time to consider it. He ran his hand along her hip as he stepped away from her, and then he was down the porch steps and in his car. He noted that she watched him leave before turning and going into her own apartment.

 

Lisa closed the door, locked it, and then slumped back against it. The night had been so perfect... why hadn’t he wanted to have sex?

Does it matter? He didn’t, and that’s that!

Maybe I’m just not trying hard enough?

Okay... maybe next time we should just show up at the door naked! I damn near threw myself at him tonight, with this outfit!

There were tears running down her face as she made her way to the bedroom.

 

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Lisa avoided Jack for the next week, unable to face him. Her mind was so torn over the feelings she was having, she couldn’t come to any rational decision about what to do. One half wanted to walk right into his office and slap him. The other half wanted to walk into his office, strip naked, and have him fuck her on his desk. Somewhere in the middle was what she was supposed to do, she knew, but she couldn’t get her mind to settle on any course of action.

Jack, on the other hand, was worried about his friend. He knew that this had all started just because he felt the need to give her advice. He did that with everyone, though, and it had never led this far. He was feeling a growing protectiveness for her, and a fondness. He wondered if she would make a good lover, girlfriend...wife? Whoa, Jack, my man. Back off!

The two of them went about their lives for another week before Lisa couldn’t stand it anymore. Jack was the only man who had ever turned down sex from her. He had to know that’s what she’d been offering. He had to! She was determined, now, that she would seduce him. He would not win this battle of wills. The next time they went out, her outfit would fairly scream “Fuck me!”

That decision made, Lisa felt much better, and was finally able to focus on her work. She’d see Jack soon enough, and ask him out again, and then... well, she’d worry about their relationship after she’d fucked him. It was the most important part, after all.

 

She finally saw Jack in the lunchroom the next day. It was a good thing; it was Friday, and she didn’t want to wait over the weekend. She came over and sat next to him. When he turned his head to her from talking to someone else, she smiled seductively at him. He smiled in return and said, “Hey, Lisa. Haven’t seen you here in a while. Everything going all right?”

Her face wavered. So much of his tone suggested that he cared for her, but her seduction seemed to pass right by him. She strengthened herself, and moved on. “Sure, everything’s great. I was wondering if we might go out tonight.”

Jack’s eyes looked a little brighter, but his smile didn’t change. His hand did, however, run across her back softly. “Sure,” he answered, his hand massaging her back wonderfully. “Seven again?”

“Yes,” she said, purring at his touch. It felt so good.

“Okay. I’ll see you then.” He’d long ago finished his lunch, and so he got up to head back to his office, his hand straying across her back until he was out of reach. She felt butterflies in her stomach, and she knew that was completely out of character for her.

Nerves? Before a date?

 

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Jack showed up promptly at seven, just as he had the last time. Lisa knew she was dressed like a slut, wearing a thin, very sexy, halter top, and a tight skirt that didn’t make it half-way to her knees. She enjoyed the look Jack gave her when she opened the door.

Jack was a little surprised at Lisa’s outfit. Okay, it was their third date, but he had not expected her to announce her interest in him so brazenly. Then again, it’s what she thinks dating is about. There was, however, a problem, and it showed on his face.

“What’s the matter?” Lisa asked, concerned that he disapproved of her outfit.

“Um... where we’re going... you might want to change. You might be a little cold in that.”

“Oh? Where are we going?” she asked playfully.

“To Riverside.”

Whoa. No one had ever taken her to Riverside. It was an upscale, but outdoor, club, right on the river, where dancing, eating, and lounging were all done under the stars, as it was well outside of town. Given the chill of the evening, he was right; she’d freeze to death the way she was dressed, and that would not serve her purposes.

“Okay... give me a few minutes?”

“Take your time,” he answered, taking a seat on the couch. As soon as she was out of the room, he picked up a magazine to read while she changed. He’d feared she might be dressed that way, and he was ready to wait for the next half-hour while she changed.

He was surprised when she came back out only ten minutes later. She must have thought about it ahead of time. What she was wearing was hardly less sexy. His eyes roamed her form. She was wearing pale blue pants made of a shiny, tight material, and a white blouse which was thin enough he could see her pale skin beneath it. He could tell she was not wearing a bra. Over the blouse, she’d pulled on a button-up navy blue sweater, which she did not, however, button up.

“Better?” she asked, enjoying how his eyes roamed her form. Yes, tonight he’ll be mine.

“Should be,” he finally said when he’d regained his voice. “Shall we go?”

 

The ride out of town was quiet, but swift. He pulled into the parking lot, and stopped. This club had valet parking, and so he handed his key to the young man, while another helped Lisa out of the car. She thought it was funny how the boy helping her was trying not to drool.

Jack took her arm very gently and led her into the club, where they were led to a table for dinner. The dinner area was covered by a roof, to protect against weather, but there weren’t any walls, and so the breeze of the evening blew through the area. It was a very nice place, and the service was top-notch, as was the food.

As they ate dinner, she noticed for the first time that Jack was actually eyeing her. Previously, he’d taken great care not to stare at her chest, or to ogle her openly. Tonight, he seemed not to worry so much about it, which was okay with her.

She’s incredibly beautiful, and it’s obvious she’s willing to sleep with me. But dammit, doesn’t that defeat the purpose of this whole thing? On the other hand, perhaps there are other ways to show her how she should be treated by the right guy.

Am I the right guy? Do I want to be? She seems nice enough, except for her predisposition about sex... Not that Jack would mind having a girlfriend who liked a lot of sex, but he was trying to show Lisa that it wasn’t supposed to be all about sex. Can I continue to show her that if we sleep together?

 

When they finished their dinner, they relaxed for a few minutes, but then Jack led her out to the dance floor. This was not the kind of place that had a jukebox; a full ensemble was playing actual dance music, and there were many couples out on the floor, some of them doing some very complicated dances.

“I... don’t know how to dance, Jack,” she said with some vulnerability in her voice. It made her uneasy, but it was what Jack had been hoping to see for three dates now.

“Neither do I,” he said with a chuckle. “And we don’t need to, unless you’re trying to show off for someone. All I need is this.” Jack put his hand on her waist and easily pulled her toward him. His other hand brushed some hair out of her face before joining his other down on her hips. Lisa slipped her arms around his back, and looked up at him as they began to move together to the soft music.

“I never really knew how nice this was,” she said after the song was about half over.

“This is called a date, Lisa. This is what people are supposed to do on dates; get to know each other. I love taking my dates dancing. It just makes things more comfortable.”

“Mm-hmm,” she said with a smile, then she pulled herself close, and laid her head on his chest. Jack turned his head slightly, and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her warmth against him. He could feel every inch of her, and it felt great.

The two danced for quite a while, just being together. They didn’t even say much to each other out on the dance floor, just held on and enjoyed the moments. Finally, though, Jack felt it was time to move on to the next part of their date, and so as the song ended, he pulled away from her.

Lisa looked at him with a look of distaste; she’d enjoyed being in his arms, and didn’t want it to end. He understood that, but they couldn’t stay here forever. He took her hand, and led her out past the gardens, out to the walkway built out over the water. They held hands as they moved further out the pier, until they’d finally reached a spot where no one else was standing. They stood in silence, taking in the lights of the city, the stars in the sky, and the soothing sound of lapping water.

Jack let go of Lisa’s hand and put his arm around her waist, pulling her into him. She came willingly, turning her body in toward him, wrapping her arms around him. There were no words for this moment in time; the couple stood together, not wondering what the other was thinking, not thinking themselves, just being.

Finally, Jack took notice of the slight shiver that was running over Lisa’s body.

“Cold?” he asked softly.

“A little bit,” she admitted.

“Mm. Maybe it’s time to take you home, then.”

She both thrilled and fretted as he said that. She wasn’t able to read any meaning into his statement. Would he simply drop her off, as before? Would he take her to bed? She so wanted him to fuck her... no, what she really wanted was for him to make love to her... Was that what he’d meant all along? No one has ever actually cared about me when we’ve had sex, it’s always just been to get their rocks off. Oh, hell, I don’t know. Stop worrying over it, Lisa!

 

Jack led her up to her door, and then she turned to him. She was actually trembling now. “You want to come in?” she asked, careful to keep any quiver out of her voice.

It didn’t matter. Jack could see in her eyes how important his answer was to her. He’d already essentially rejected her twice. At least, that’s how she saw it. If he did it again... No, he couldn’t do that to her.

“I think I’d like that,” he answered softly. She smiled seductively at him, and then opened the door. She led him into the living room, turning on a couple of soft lights, while he closed and locked the front door. She shed her sweater onto the couch, and he could now quite clearly see her nipples, even in the dim light.

“Do you want something to drink?” she asked.

When she was close enough, he stepped to her and said, “This is what I want.” Very slowly, he leaned down, his hands softly cupping her head, and their lips met. It was far better than the simple kiss they’d shared at the end of their last date, and he could actually feel her heartbeat as they kissed. Lisa’s hands came up to rest on Jack’s sides, but she couldn’t really manage anything more than that. Their lips continued to move against each other, but Jack let his hand slide off the back of her head, down onto her back. He pulled her tightly into himself, and she came eagerly.

Eventually, he broke the kiss. Lisa was glassy-eyed, and a little out of breath. He knew he wasn’t that great a kisser, so did this mean she wasn’t used to being truly kissed? What had this poor girl subjected herself to?

Finally, Lisa got her bearings and said, “Take me to bed, Jack. Please.”

Jack nodded, but didn’t move for a few moments. He was enjoying the feel of her, pressed against him like she was. Ultimately, he had to let her go. She turned to lead him into the bedroom, and she could feel his eyes watching her ass sway. He followed slowly, keeping a little distance, so he could enjoy her body.

When he entered the bedroom, he frowned. It looked more like his younger brother’s bedroom than any woman’s sleeping quarters. There were no decorations at all, and it was clear this was a room designed for two things: sleeping, and fucking.

Lisa turned to him, and saw him looking around at the room. She saw the twinge of a frown at the corners of his mouth, but then his eyes returned to her, and the warm smile he’d shown her so often returned. She went to him, and he embraced her, their lips connecting with even more passion. Jack slid his tongue out and very gently probed her lips. She parted them, and allowed his tongue to enter her mouth, soon to engage her own tongue, and then those tongues soon began dueling passionately.

Jack continued to kiss Lisa as he walked her over to the side of the bed, and then they sat. Very quickly, they lay down, still kissing. Jack allowed his one hand to play with her hair, his other held her waist. That hand slipped from her hip back onto her ass. Lisa moaned softly into his mouth, enjoying the feel of his touch.

After some minutes, they broke their kiss, and Jack sat up. Lisa didn’t quite feel the strength to move at the moment, and so just lay there, watching him. Jack removed his shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor. He turned to see her watching him, and smiled. He kicked off his own shoes, and reached down to pull off his socks. He didn’t want to go any further just yet; he wanted this to be a long, slow session for her. He was sure she’d never done it that way, and he knew it would be a surprise to her. He reached down, lifting her foot off the ground, and slipped off her shoe, then repeated the action with the other foot. He considered giving her a foot rub, but, no, that would have to wait; she’d never tolerate him taking that much time just now.

He lay back down beside her, leaning on his one elbow. She had rolled onto her back, and looked up at him with anticipation. He rested his free hand on her stomach, making light contact. Lisa inhaled sharply at the feel of his hand against her, and she was hoping it was going to move. Whether she wanted it to go up or down more, she couldn’t say, but she wanted it to move.

Move it did. Jack gingerly moved his hand up to her breast, very gingerly passing his fingers over the swell of her tit, allowing the very tips of his fingers to brush against the side of her nipple. Lisa moaned softly, arching her back to force more contact between her tit and Jack’s fingers, but he was having none of that. He pulled his hand away just enough to keep the contact the same, a very soft, arousing touch.

His hand slipped across to her other breast and continued the caress, driving Lisa mad with lust. She was trying to twist into him, but he read her movements, and continued to stroke ever so tenderly. She refused to bring her hands into it, mainly because she was enjoying the hell out of this. Any other guy she’d been with would have already been screwing her.

Jack’s hand eventually worked its way up to the top button on Lisa’s blouse, and unfastened it. His fingers tickled the newly exposed skin as they slipped down to the next button, and the next. Lisa was already sweating from arousal, and her attempt not to make him go faster. Her body was screaming for contact by the time he had her blouse fully unfastened. He’d even taken the time to undo her cuffs, to make it easy for her to get it off, when the time came.

Laying open the blouse, Jack exposed Lisa’s wonderful breasts to his view at last. They were as gorgeous as he’d imagined: large but firm, with tight, dark areolas. Her nipples were erect and standing a good half-inch off her tit. His hand, the one that had been doing all the torturing so far, returned to her abdomen, and then began its slow dance back up her body.

Lisa groaned loudly as his fingers found her nipple. He ran them, one at a time, over the sensitive little nub, and then he moved across to repeat the performance on her other nipple. Jack leaned down and kissed Lisa as his fingers continued to slither across her chest, doing incredible things to her body. Their tongues were soon dancing as rapidly as Jack’s fingers were, and Lisa was completely lost in the sensations.

Jack let their lips part, and his mouth then moved across her chin, and down to her neck, where it kissed and licked at her fair skin. Lisa was mewling at his ministrations, loving the feel of what he was doing to her. Slowly, his mouth continued to slide downward, across her chest and onto her tit. When his lips found her nipple, Lisa cried out, “Oh, yes!” Her back arched, thrusting her tit deeper into his willing mouth. He didn’t fight her this time, but continued to lick and suck at her nipple. When he switched over to her other breast, his now-free hand wandered down across her abdomen. As his tongue worked its magic on her nipple, his fingers worked their own magic on the fasteners on her pants. He soon had them undone, and his hand was massaging the panty-covered area of flesh just above her mound.

Lisa knew what he was doing, though she was barely capable of thought at this point. She lifted her hips repeatedly, hoping he would remove her damn pants. She took matters into her own hands, pulling them down past her hips, and exposing her entire crotch to Jack’s hand, if it so chose to wander.

Jack’s hand wandered further down, but slid past her groin onto her upper thighs. She parted her legs as much as she could to allow him access, but he didn’t yet make the move. Removing his lips from her nipple, he looked into her eyes. He could see the wanting, the needing, there, and he was ready to give it to her, but he wanted her to know just how good it could be when the other person cared. He slipped off the bed, his hands tracing along her body as he moved. As he stood up, his hands pulled her pants down. She moved her legs to help him get the tight garment off, and he let this, too, fall to the floor. While standing, he removed his own pants, but not his boxers. He didn’t want her to focus on it, just yet.

Lisa, however, was already pushing her panties down off her hips. Jack bowed to her initiative, and gently took hold of them, and pulled them off her legs. He quickly slipped back onto the bed next to her, and started to kiss her again. His hand now rested on her inner thigh, making small circles with his fingers and driving Lisa wild. His hand was ever so slowly inching its way upward, and Lisa was almost holding her breath, waiting for contact.

Finally, Jack’s fingers brushed against her pussy lips. Lisa groaned into his mouth, her body twitching in pleasure. He continued with feathery strokes, watching her body’s heat rise toward her summit. When he figured she was about half-way there, he broke their kiss.

Jack moved down her body, and it took Lisa a moment to figure out what he was going to do. When she did, she brought her hands to cover herself. Jack carefully and gently removed her hands, looking at her wonderful pussy, wet and ready for his attention.

“Jack, you don’t have to – Oh, my God!” her cry of pleasure cut short her protest as Jack’s tongue slipped along her outer lips, parting them in search of her inner heat. Lisa began to moan continuously as Jack’s tongue found its target and pressed in. He used his tongue as a small cock, pressing into her cunt with it, and then he pulled it out, licking around her hole and teasing her lips, then back in he’d go. Lisa was beginning to buck her hips at him, and she was crying out in joy.

Sensing the time was right, Jack moved his tongue upward, seeking and finding her clit, teasing it out of its hood, and then sucking it between his lips so that his tongue could flick it back and forth rapidly.

Lisa’s mind was in overload, and finally she succumbed to the pleasure she was feeling. She screamed out, and her body convulsed, her back arching and her head twisting to one side as her pussy flooded Jack’s face with her juices. Jack continued to suck throughout her orgasm, holding on as she bucked and writhed beneath him. He let go only as she was coming down from her high, and was panting heavily, barely able to move.

Jack moved up beside his lover, not wanting to make any unwarranted touches until she was a little more relaxed and ready. She had her eyes closed, and her chest was heaving in a fashion that was very pleasant to watch, at least for Jack. He laid his hand very softly against her abdomen, just to let her know he was still there. She opened her eyes and turned her face toward him, and smiled. It was the kind of look a woman only gives to a lover, and only when they have pleased her greatly. She reached up one hand – that seemed so hard for her to do – and cupped his cheek, and then pulled him down to her. She kissed him, tasting her juices for the first time. It wouldn’t have mattered what it tasted like, for she had never felt anything like that before.

Their kissing grew more passionate, and it was clear to Jack that she would soon be ready for more of his attention. His hand slipped back up to her tit, and began to fondle it just slightly more aggressively. He rolled the flesh in his hand, and gently pinched the nipple. Lisa groaned against his lips, her body obviously enjoying the sensations he was giving her. His hand slid down, off her breast, and moved for her mound. Her legs parted and her hips twisted in anticipation of where his fingers would dance next. When they crossed over her clit, she broke their kiss and cried out.

“Oh, God, Jack! I need you, please!”

He wasn’t going to deny her. He hadn’t been teasing, he simply wanted her to know how good it could be, if both partners tried. He rose from the bed only long enough to shed his underwear. Lisa watched as his erect cock was revealed. She hadn’t wanted anyone inside of her so badly since the first time she’d been laid. Jack clambered back onto the bed, sliding between Lisa’s legs. As he moved into position, he held his dick with one hand, positioning it at her cunt lips. He paused for just a moment, the pressure holding his prick in place, and he slid his hand up along her abdomen, across to her side, and then up, past her breast and finally coming to rest on her cheek. She turned her head and kissed his palm.

Jack slowly pushed forward, and Lisa mewed as she felt her pussy being filled by his hard cock. Jack moved his hand off her cheek, and down onto her breast, softly caressing the outside swell of her glorious mound. Gently but persistently, Jack pressed his dick into her gripping cunt, until he was finally buried in her depths.

Jack paused for a moment, just studying the beautiful girl beneath him. She looked up at him with hunger in her eyes, her pussy twitching against his cock, both urging him to continue. Slowly, Jack pulled out, leaving only the head of his cock in, and then pushed back in. He was moving a little faster than the first time, but not that much. Lisa began to ripple her pussy, trying to pull him into her faster, but he was unrelenting. He kept up the slow pace, watching how she moved, twisting and wriggling beneath him, her body loving every second of this kind of torture.

Jack leaned down and kissed her, their tongues immediately seeking each other out. He moved a little faster inside her as they continued to kiss. He used one hand to play with her nipple while the other hand supported him. Lisa brought her legs up to wrap around his thighs, holding him inside of her.

They kept up their rhythm for some time, Lisa becoming more and more aroused as Jack circled his hips during his thrusts, sliding into her from slightly different angles. She was in ecstasy, loving every second of their coupling.

Suddenly, Jack stopped, and shifted himself. Then he rolled to the side, pulling her with him. Her top leg came over top of his top leg, which was in turn curled over her bottom leg. His bottom arm held her strongly against him, and he began to thrust again. The change in position was nice, and it allowed his free hand to softly caress her side, and her back. Soon he was sliding into her with the same force he had been before, and he returned to kissing her as his hand roamed her body.

Lisa had never felt feelings this intense. She never wanted this to end, and yet she could feel her body building to a tremendous release, and she welcomed that. Jack was moving with her, complementing her body, rather than forcing his will upon it. Her hips pumped with his, her back arched as he pulled her against him. The two worked as one, and they were both engulfed in bliss.

After a little while, Jack could sense they were both close. He pulled her over, rolling onto his back so that she was on top of him. He didn’t let her sit up, but held her tightly to his chest. Her legs slipped outside of his, and then he lifted his knees. In this position, he finally began to ram into her harder, bucking his hips up at her.

Lisa was more than ready for the added strength of his thrusts, and her hips slammed down to meet each of his upward moves. Their mouths were tightly locked now, and they both had their eyes closed, waiting for the coming flood, hoping it would wash over them.

It wasn’t long in coming, and Lisa came first. Her body was wracked with spasms, even held in place by Jack’s strong arms. She screamed against his lips, and her pussy muscles clamped down on his pounding cock, milking it for all she was worth.

That sensation was more than Jack could take, and he slammed up into her one final time, pouring his spunk deep inside of her grunting back into her mouth, and holding her tightly to him. He was awash in the pleasant sensations of his climax and the wonderful girl held to his chest. She was lost in the ecstasy of her second orgasm of the night.

Finally, as had to happen, they finally came down. They broke their kiss, and Jack rolled them back onto their sides, not letting her go, but easing his hold on her. She smiled up at him in a way he didn’t quite understand, but she said nothing. Neither did he. He leaned down and kissed her again, this time softly, and she responded. When they broke the kiss, they each relaxed, Lisa held tenderly in Jack’s arms, and they slept.

 

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Jack finally left Lisa’s home late the next morning. They’d slept, and showered, and then made love again before he’d gone. Lisa was in a haze for the entire weekend, and nearly danced her way into the office on Monday. The other workers noticed, but let the matter ride, figuring that if she wanted them to know about it, she’d tell them.

For Jack, the experience had also been pretty good. He spent the rest of his weekend trying to figure out just how he felt about the beautiful woman with the screwed-up love life, and whether he wanted to become a permanent part of her world.

The office, at least, got a clue at lunch that day, when Lisa came over to sit by Jack, and kissed him on the cheek before she sat down. Once she was sitting, he discreetly put his arm around her waist and gave her a firm squeeze. She smiled at his touch.

The problem for them both was that they didn’t really have any words left. Lisa was still so much in a happy daze, and Jack was still concerned over his – or their – future, that they barely said anything at all during lunch. Lisa kissed him again before traipsing back to her office.

Jack sat for a few more minutes, and others noticed the look on his face. One of his coworkers came over to talk.

“Hey, Jack,” Maureen said, sitting down with her coffee. “You look like you’ve got a problem.”

“Yeah. I’m not sure what to do about Lisa.”

“Oh? You two looked pretty cozy during lunch.” She smirked at him and winked, to let him know she thought it was cute, rather than improper.

“I didn’t start out to date her, Maureen. I was just trying to give her some advice about dating. Well, one thing led to another, and, you know how these things go.”

Maureen nodded. “So, what’s the trouble? She seems happy enough.”

“I’m not sure what I want. I mean, she’s quite a looker, and she’s a sweet girl, but...”

“Hey, you don’t have to marry her, Jack,” Maureen said with a chuckle. “Just date her for a while. Leave the big picture for six months from now.”

Maureen was in her early thirties, and had been married three times already. Jack figured she probably knew more about it than he did. “Thanks, Maury. I guess you’re right. I appreciate the advice.”

“No problem. And good luck, to the both of you.”

He smiled at her, and headed back to his office.

 

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By Wednesday, Lisa’s haze had worn off, and she’d begun to have doubts. Maybe it was just a fluke. I mean, it was all one night. Okay, one night and a morning. And yeah, it made me feel incredible, and I’ve never felt that good with a guy, but... But I’ve been hurt so many times, I mean, why would he want me, anyway? He’s as much as told me I’m a slut, which is true, I guess... So her thoughts progressed. Her colleagues saw the distress on her face, but again, decided not to interfere.

She intentionally missed Jack at lunch; she wasn’t in a state of mind where she could face him just then, and so she’d eaten late. When she came back from lunch, there was a small note on her desk.

Missed you at lunch. Hope everything is okay.

Jack

XO

 

As much as anything else, the “XO” at the bottom stung. Not because she thought he didn’t mean it, but because she knew he did. She fought back the tears that came to her eyes as she walked to the bathroom. Only when she was safely ensconced in a stall with the door closed did she let the tears flow freely, but silently.

What am I supposed to do?

 

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That night, Lisa got dressed up, and she went out. She was going to prove to herself that Jack was no big deal. She’d gotten what she wanted out of him... hadn’t she?

Entering her bar, she settled at the bar and ordered her usual. The bartender didn’t talk to her, as he usually would, but she didn’t notice this. She took a long pull from her drink, and tried to settle in.

Soon enough, the guys began to come in, and they took immediate note of her clothing, her posture, her facial expression. All of it said, “I’m available.” It was less than a half hour after sitting down that the first guy approached her.

She looked him over, and he seemed cute enough. He bought her a drink, but as soon as he started talking, all her mind could think to itself was, all he really wants is to get laid. He hadn’t even asked what she did for a living yet, and he’d been talking now for almost five minutes.

This guy isn’t what I want. She let him ramble on for another couple minutes before making it clear with gestures and eye movements that she wasn’t interested. Eventually, he took the hint, and moved off.

He was followed ten minutes later by a tall blonde. This man had the look of money about him. What’s he doing in this dive? Probably just trawling for a trophy at the country club for a night or two. He was talking himself up big-time, and Lisa found herself growing more disgusted by the minute.

Finally, she said, “Excuse me, I have to go to the ladies room.” She didn’t wait for an answer, which was the most final brush-off she’d ever given anyone. She sat for several minutes, and then returned to her seat at the bar. The tall blonde was now chatting up a young redhead down at the other end of the bar. Good.

The night went on like that. Finally, at midnight, Lisa called it quits, and hopped the bus home. She walked into her apartment, and locked the door. She walked calmly to the bedroom, dropped her purse and coat on the dresser, and then flung herself onto the bed.

There, she sobbed herself to sleep.

 

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When Lisa woke up the next morning, her eyes were puffy, and her clothes were a mess. She needed a shower, and she took one, but it didn’t make her feel any better. All she had resolved last night was that none of the other guys interested her. But why did Jack? What was different about him? And why did he care about her, if, in fact, he did?

“You’re gonna drive yourself around the bend with this shit,” she told her reflection in the mirror. The reflection nodded back at her. She got dressed haphazardly, not really caring how she looked, though she took the time to get her makeup right.

He’s just in lust with the image, I bet.

 

She arrived at work, but this time, someone did say something.

“You look like Hell, Lisa.”

“Good morning to you, too, Maury,” she said with a smile.

“Late night?”

“Something like that,” she answered evasively.

“Out with Jack again?” Maureen asked softly.

“No,” she said with more finality than she’d intended.

Maureen was taken aback. “Something the matter between you two?”

Lisa looked at her for a long moment. “Do you think he really cares about me?”

“I know he cares about you. If you’re asking if he loves you, I would hope you’d have a better sense of that than I do.”

“I guess you’re right. But... how can you tell when a guy... I mean, if he really wants to be with you?”

Maureen smiled at her younger friend. “From anyone but you, that would be a funny question. Lisa, look in your heart, and I think you probably already know the answer. Now, we’d both better get to work before the boss-man yelleth.”

“Maury?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”

“No problem, Kiddo.”

 

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Lisa fumbled her way through the day up until lunch. Finally, she trudged her way to the cafeteria. She still couldn’t decide what to do. She sat down with her food, off in a corner. She wasn’t sure if she was hiding from Jack or not, but her mind had guided her to that point.

When Jack sat down beside her, running his hand gently across her back, she knew she hadn’t been hiding from him. She also knew she wanted him. She knew it as firmly as she’d known that she hadn’t wanted any of the guys last night.

“Hey, Sweetheart,” he said softly. “Everything all right?”

The concern in his voice turned her eyes to his. Whereas most people ask that question out of politeness before launching into a filibuster about how horrible their own lives are, Jack had meant the question, and he was waiting for an answer, concerned with her response.

“I’m better now that you’re here,” she answered honestly. She did feel better in his presence, though she couldn’t have explained why to herself, let alone anyone else.

“I’m glad to hear that.” He gave her a very discreet hug before turning to his lunch.

But what if it was just that one night? What if it was the dancing and the romance? Her mind shot back with, What says he can’t do that again? Angry with herself, she demanded, But what if it was just the once?

There’s only one way to know that.

She turned to him, her mind made up. Once that decision was made, she realized her body had been waiting for her mind, because she was as aroused as she could get with all her clothes on.

“Jack,” she said, her voice deep and soft. His eyes immediately turned to her, and once there, they were locked to her own. “I want you. Now.”

“I think people might notice if we go at it on the table, Sweetheart...” He wasn’t sure if she was kidding, and he was doing his best to figure out what was going on.

“I’m serious,” she urged him. “I need you inside me right now. No romance, no fancy date, I just need you to fuck me.” She hissed the last part of this so that only he would hear her.

Jack knew she was serious now. He dropped his hamburger on his tray, and got up. She immediately followed suit. Neither of them bothered with their trays as they walked out of the room.

Moments later, they were in the elevator, going down. Lisa was already all over Jack, her body pressed tightly against him. He had to admit that she was turning him on. He was taking her down to the only ‘safe’ place he knew of in the building. When the doors opened, they were confronted with row upon row of filing cabinet. This was the building’s record storage, and no one ever came here.

Jack led her over to the one bare desk in the facility, and by the time he got her there, she had removed her blouse. Her bra was quick to follow, and she pressed herself against him. Their mouths tangled as her hands unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. His hands helped her panties follow the skirt, and now she was only wearing heels and stockings. It was very sexy.

When he started to undo his dress shirt, she stopped him. “No, don’t undress. Just fuck me like you are. Down and dirty, fuck this little slut. You haven’t got time for more than a quickie, she’s willing, you’re horny, and you’re going to take her for the ride of her life. Fuck me!”

If he hadn’t been fully hard before, her little speech got him that way in a hurry. He undid his pants, and shoved them and his underwear to his ankles. He looked her over brazenly, slipping into the role she’d assigned him to play here.

“Okay, slut,” he said with a bit of a smirk, “if I haven’t got all that much time, turn that tight little ass of yours around and bend over on the desk.”

She immediately did as he had ordered her, bending over and grabbing the far side of the desk. This raised her ass nicely into the air. Jack rubbed the head of his dick against her pussy a few times, and he could tell she was soaked. His cock was already well-lubed, and so he pressed into her. He groaned at how her cunt rippled against his invasion, but he kept pushing.

Finally, he was fully inside her. He paused for only a moment, reaching down to rub her nipples before he moved his hands back to her hips. Once he had hold, he began to thrust into her, his movements so forceful that his balls slapped against her.

Lisa was immediately lost in pleasure. Her eyes squeezed shut tightly, and her throat let out growls of passion as she felt her pussy being roughly pounded. This was how the average guy fucked her; hard, and swift, and it usually didn’t bring her off, though they seemed to enjoy it.

But as Jack continued to slam into her, his hands moved forward again, taking her tits into his hands. His caresses were still aggressive, strong, and course, but she felt her heat rising. When his fingers pinched her nipples, she shuddered and bucked, slamming her hips back at him, urging him to go faster.

Jack complied, and their grunts and moans filled the storage room. Jack pulled Lisa up off the desk, holding her back against him. The position was only slightly awkward, and he continued to slam into her, the feel of her hot body against him sending him closer and closer to the edge.

When Jack lightly twisted Lisa’s nipples, it sent her over the top. She screamed out, and her cunt gripped his prick tightly. The waves of contractions running down his shaft were too much for Jack, and he came, blowing his load deep inside her. The two rutted together for several moments, until they settled down from their powerful orgasms.

Finally, Jack slipped out of her, and stood there, a little embarrassed. He reached for his pants to get his handkerchief, but Lisa stopped him, a little breathless still. She reached into one of the desk drawers, and pulled out a box of wipes. When he looked at her very curiously, she smiled.

“It’s not the only time I’ve gotten laid down here.”

Jack wondered just what number he was, but his mind punished him for the thought. That’s really not her fault. She just never met someone who would treat her right. Now, what are you going to do, dude?

When Lisa had cleaned herself up and redressed, she paused, becoming far more serious. She turned to him, and he opened his arms, allowing her to press herself against him. They embraced warmly for a minute before she backed away.

“You need to know something about me,” she said softly. Although his mind had been wandering along his own thoughts, she now had his complete attention, and it showed. She used her hand to usher a stray hair out of her face, and then tried to look him in the eye. She found that hard to do.

He stepped to her, and put his hands on her hips. She could still look him in the eye, but it felt so much better to have him touching her. She drew strength from his caress, and took a deep breath, to tell him her secret.

“You’re the only guy who’s ever made me come more than once. I mean,” she said, knowing he didn’t understand, “total. Not just more than once at a time, but more than once, at all. I... I didn’t think any guy ever would.” There were tears in her eyes now, and Jack pulled her tenderly to him. He held her softly and rocked slightly.

“That was hard to say, wasn’t it?”

“Very,” she said, her voice under tight control.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

 

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“Hey, Jack.”

“Hey, Sweetie. What’s up?” Jack could see Lisa was in a good mood, and he smiled at her.

“I was wondering if we could go to the park tomorrow, for a picnic.”

This was a bit of a surprise; in the two months they’d been dating, she’d never really suggested an activity, though she’d been willing to do whatever he asked her to.

“Sure, sounds like a great day.”

“Pick me up around one?”

“I’ll be there.”

She kissed him softly before walking off, back to her own desk. His eyes trailed her as she left the room, and he realized how much happier he’d been with a steady girlfriend instead of the dating scene.

 

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Jack picked up Lisa the next day, and they headed off to the park. She spread out the blanket, and they sat down together. Jack noticed some kids playing off at the other end of the field, but mostly they were alone. He liked it that way; it felt like he had Lisa all to himself, and he’d grown very protective of her over the past months.

“So, what did you make for us?” he asked. She’d made it clear in a later phone call that she would bring lunch.

“Ham and cheese, macaroni salad, some chips, and a surprise for dessert,” she said with a smile.

“With those kids right over there?” he asked with a mischievous grin.

She laughed lightly at him. “Not that, you silly boy!” She lowered her voice and said, “That, I’ll save for later on.” She leaned over and kissed him, but it was just a kiss, not an invitation for more. That suited Jack just fine. Over the past weeks, he’d gotten her to focus less and less on sex while they were together. Not that he didn’t love the sex; he just wanted to know Lisa as well as he now knew Lisa’s body.

After setting out the plates – real ones, that wouldn’t blow away – Lisa sat down at Jack’s side. He wrapped his arm around her and they leaned back against the tree they’d sat under, quietly eating their lunch. Their conversation was about work, and office gossip, and a thought about running up to see Jack’s mother sometime.

Once lunch was finished, and dessert was his favorite, a very nice homemade cake, the couple lounged on the grass for a bit, letting lunch settle and just spent some time with each other. They traded some soft kisses, and Jack caressed her arms and stomach, but they didn’t go any further than that.

Suddenly, Lisa sat up. He looked up at her, and watched as she stood up. She reached down to him, as if to help him up, but he still wasn’t sure what was going on.

“You gonna lie there all day? C’mon, it’s time to work off lunch!”

He took her hand and she helped him get up. They carried the picnic cooler back to the car, and then she opened the trunk to take out the duffel bag she’d brought.

“I was wondering what was in there,” he said, as she unzipped it. She took out a pair of roller blades and handed them to him. He sort of stared at them as he watched her put her own on.

“They don’t work by themselves, Sweetheart,” she chided lightly.

“Lisa, I’ve never been on roller blades before.”

“First time for everything.”

He sat on the bench and took off his shoes, then put on his roller blades, fastening them securely around his ankles. She was already up, and had tossed his sneakers into the trunk with the rest of the stuff. He was trapped now; to even get his shoes, he’d have to move on these things.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” Jack said in dismay.

Lisa helped him to his feet, and held his hands. “Neither did I, a couple months ago,” she said, and he had a feeling she wasn’t talking about skating. He smiled down at her, and she leaned up to kiss him. This was risky, as shaky as he was, but it felt good, anyway.

After breaking their kiss, Lisa swiveled around so she was beside him, and then took his hand. “We’ll go slowly, okay?”

“You know it!” he said lightly, gripping her hand a little more tightly than he needed to.

The pair started moving together, Lisa slowly, and Jack haltingly, still not quite sure that the ground was supposed to be sliding by like that without him walking. The park wasn’t crowded, and so he didn’t run into any pedestrians, though he was sure he looked like a fool.

 

After a good two hours, the two of them were finally growing tired, and Jack was almost proficient on his skates. Finally, she announced that he’d been tortured enough, so they went back to the car to change back into regular footwear.

“Okay, your turn to provide us with entertainment,” she said with a smile.

He pulled her close to him and hugged her, kissing the nape of her neck softly. She melted against him, feeling cared for and protected. He held her for a few more moments, and then turned, still with his one arm around her waist, and they walked along one of the paths in the park.

Slowly, they led themselves to the lake. Lisa could see the swans out in the middle, and some ducks were closer in. She didn’t have anything to feed them, though, so they swam off in search of someone who did.

Jack held onto his girl, growing fonder of her by the day. He couldn’t have imagined, when this had all started, that he’d have fallen so completely for her. But she wasn’t done surprising him. As the sun just began to dip under the horizon beyond the lake, she turned to him.

“This is what dating is like, right?” her voice held a strange lilt to it, one he’d not heard before, but her smile was warm and inviting.

“You’ve got it, Sweetheart.” He smiled down at her with affection.

“I need you to teach me something else,” she said, with a little trepidation.

“What’s that?”

“What it’s like to live with someone. Let me move in with you?”

“Yes,” Jack answered, with almost no hesitation at all.

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.”

“Why? I thought you’d want to think about it.”

“What’s to think about? I love you.”

“Oh.” After a very long pause, she embraced him, still looking up at his warm, loving eyes, and said, “I love you, too.”

 

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