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Me
I don’t even know his last name, and he doesn’t seem like the social media type. He’s not on his phone much.
Tara
And you’re thinking about sleeping with him???
I told her what happened in the elevator.
I don’t know why she’s on such a high horse. I know this is hard for her. We’ve had an on-off friendship for years. Off when she became too overbearing and fiercely protective, something I’ve since grown to love and understand that’s just how she is. She’s never steered me wrong before, and she hated all my other exes who all turned out to be douchebags. Maybe if I beg Dad, she can fly on down here and we can have a girls’ weekend.
Meanwhile, I’m not going to tell her about going out with Manny and the girls tomorrow. She’ll get jealous and then I’ll have to answer more questions. It’s best to just keep those things to myself. Tara can be insecure at times, and while I understand she has abandonment issues with dickhead boyfriends, there’s nothing I can do about my current situation until this blows over.
Me
I never said that. But what would be so bad with that anyway? It wasn’t even a full hand job…
Most friends would be encouraging and asking how big his dick was and what he said or did while I was massaging him through his jeans. But Tara is old fashioned.
Tara
But that’s what he’s going to expect, babe. Sex. I’m just looking out for you. He’s a biker. Aren’t those guys like outlaws or something?
My dad gave me the big spiel on how the NOLA Rebels are different than outlaw clubs because everything they do is above the line of the law. They all have legit businesses and don’t sell or deal drugs or guns and all the bad stuff that’s always in the news.
Me
No. they’re just a club that likes to ride motorcycles. They have legit jobs. Rock has a business
I can just imagine Tara snorting and telling me not to be so naive. Maybe she’s right. Maybe I shouldn’t be so stupid to believe anything that comes out of Rock’s mouth.
Nothing more was said about what we did in the elevator, yet I can’t stop thinking about it.
How hard his dick was.
That look of lust in his eyes.
How his lips parted as I fondled him.
He’s a big boy and he was right; I was dripping wet for him. It wouldn’t have been a hardship spreading my legs for him and getting off… My God. The idea of somebody like Rock inside me and what he could do to me makes my core ache.
The pulsing between my legs won’t go away. I need friction.
Still. Typing to Tara is distracting me.
Tara
Sounds fishy to me. I just don’t want you to be another notch on this guy’s belt, that’s all
She’s sweet for caring about me, but I’m the one who’s been pursuing him. Not the other way around. I’m the one who’s been provoking him to get a response and hoping that he’ll take me up on my proposition, even if a tiny part of me is terrified of being in bed with him.
A guy like Rock knows a lot.
I haven’t had a whole lot of experience, but sex is pretty basic. Surely, I could keep up?
Me
It’s nice of you to care… and it’s big btw
