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I shook my head, trying to bring me right back into this one. I felt a little sick to my stomach, but mostly I believed that was due to the fact that this was not real. Whatever had just happened was just a figment of my imagination, a path of unrealized desires. And that was a bit frightening. I wanted this man so badly that I had almost lost myself. But when it was over, and I cognitively understood it to be just a dream, I could not believe it still. This was too real; it was too vivid.
I wiped a tear from my eye as I curled back up on the couch and hugged myself. I was hot and sweaty, but at that moment I felt really cold. It was like I had gone outside for a jog in the middle of winter after a hot shower wearing just gym shorts and a tank top. I was instantly freezing, my sweat sticking to my skin and invading my pores as if I was suffering internal frostbite.
I rubbed my shoulders and tried to calm myself back down. I was still so wet below; my undies were sticking to my pussy, the juice practically seeping through into my pants. I wished so badly that Lance was there right then and now. I could fuck the shit out of him and ride his cock until he couldn’t move. That would be pretty epic. I would ride him… and ride him…hmmm…
All I had to do was pick up my phone and call him. I was sure he’d be over promptly to service me any way I wanted him to. That would be so easy…
No. He was probably at work. I doubted he would leave the job for that, and I would question his morality if he did. His job was important. Lives depended on him being there and ready for action. And besides, it was too early for whatever… this was…? I still wasn’t sure. I knew I wanted him. I knew I liked him. And I knew that I could easily fall head over heels in love with him.
Why was I so enamored with this man? When did this happen? And how? He’d seeped his way, deep into my world and now I wasn’t so sure I could just let him go out of it. If I did ignore him and just walk away from what could be, then I knew I would regret it and it would be painful. I would think about him until it drove me mad. I had to get a taste at least.
I wondered if he’d be down for a friends-with-benefits type of thing? I had to laugh at myself on that thought. I’d tried it once and I
had ended up getting my feelings totally crushed. I’ve always been a hopeless romantic. If I get intimate with someone, I can’t help but become emotional and to get attached. That would never work for me.
I picked up my phone to check if Lance had sent me anymore texts. He had not. I’d been asleep for almost two hours and now I felt even more tired than I had been before. I didn’t even realize I was sleepy earlier. It must have been the combination of the breakfast, with a restless night, and feeling cozy and comfortable. It was mid spring and the mornings were still chilly. Hell, some of them felt downright frigid.
I went into the kitchen and fired up the kettle to make another cup of instant coffee. I was too lazy to make the real stuff. It worked in a pinch anyway. I just needed a good caffeine jolt to jar me awake and get my head together.
After I grabbed my coffee, I sat down at the kitchen table with the laptop and began searching out beauty salons that were hiring stylists. It was time for me to make a big change. Regardless of what was happening or not happening with me and Lance, I had some work to do on myself and get my life back together.
I knew my parents would be saddened to know that I had allowed their deaths to throw me so far off course. But I loved them so much, and I missed them every single day.
I soldiered on and continued my search. Soon I came upon some possibilities. As I did, another thought entered my mind. I decided on a whim to try a different search and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I’d been thinking a lot about softball and playing again. I wondered what opportunities there were out there right now for women who wanted to play some serious ball. I wasn’t in school anymore, so college teams were out. But what about pro?
And then it popped up. The Cleveland Comets were holding open tryouts next week. Anyone was able to come and show them what they could offer and see if they had a shot at making it on the actual team. Wow… to play professional softball? I’d always dreamt of something like that. And now here was a chance to tryout.
Playing the other day had revived a passion in me. So many of the things I loved, things that made up who I really was deep inside, were coming back to me. I had to do this. I wasn’t sure I could get off work that day, but I didn’t really care. If I got fired, then so be it.
I leaned back in the chair with my coffee and smiled widely as I dreamt about what my future might hold.
Chapter Nine
Lance
I popped open the bottle of champagne and began to pour it in first one glass, then the other. The bubbles flourished up towards the top of the and went crazy almost overflowing. I handed a glass to Kat and then grabbed my glass before sitting down on the couch. The gentle waves of the ocean pushed and pulled us back and forth while we sat there on my yacht getting to know each other.
The setting was very intimate, and it was a nice escape from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was romantic and easy, just the two of us together here. Kat looked amazing. She was wearing a nice dress, nothing too fancy, sweet and elegant, her hair was long and flowing, her eyes sparkled, and the dress showed just enough cleavage to keep me aroused. It was so tempting to grab her and kiss her hard on the mouth, express my innermost desires to her, but for the time being I decided to hold off on that. There was no hurry.
We had so much time. Hell, we had our whole lives in front of us to take the time to do whatever we wanted. This evening was turning out so much better than I thought. I was supposed to have dinner with my father, but he ended up with some crisis at work and called me to postpone. Now, it was possibly going to be a few days from now. I actually had a few days off coming, so it was fine. I would see him sometime soon enough.
Whenever it would fit into his schedule, I guess. So, I called up Kat and luckily, she accepted my request to come out on the yacht with me.
“So, you are teaching a class at your kickboxing academy?” I asked. “That’s awesome. You must be really great.”
Kat blushed. “I’m not great, but a friend of mine knows how much I’ve missed being in it, and she offered. I actually had my first class tonight. It was so much fun.”
“Great. I’m sure the students liked you,” I said.
“I don’t know,” she replied. “Thank you for the invitation tonight, I was really surprised when you called.”
“Why?”
“Well, I didn’t think you would, you know? Because I never called.”
I laughed. “I’m not that petty or vindictive. I know you didn’t call because I hadn’t convinced you that I wasn’t some schmuck, yet. And you were probably researching me.”
