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Jenni
Iwakeupthe next morning, while a smile graces my face as I think back on the wonderful evening with Danny, along with the three—yes three amazing orgasms he gave me. I’d given myself orgasms before, even experimented with the vibrator Jess had given me as a gift for Christmas last year, but nothing can compare. It was like he had magic fingers.
I was so lost in the desire he left me feeling that I wanted him to feel just as good by giving him a blow job—not something I ever thought I wanted to do before—but I didn’t get the chance last night.
I was starting to see why the girls were so crazy about sex. Maybe it wasn’t the act itself, but the guys they were with that made it all they could talk about. I mean, here I am, the girl who previously thought sex would be a chore that went along with a happy marriage. Yet, I’m laying here yearning for more with Danny, a man I had just met a little over twenty four hours ago.
How had my outlook on everything changed so much in such a short amount of time?
Danny. That’s how. He’s everything I never thought to dream of in a guy. I always figured that one day, I would just marry some guy that went to our church. Where we would live a happy life, have some kids and grow old together, just like my parents.
But now I have dreams forming in my head that involve a lot more than just settling with my parents’ expectations. Danny helped to open my eyes to the possibilities before me.
I didn’t know how to reconcile all the thoughts running through my head, so as I got dressed, I called Becca, who had gone through something similar last year. I hadn’t been the most supportive person in the beginning for her, but thankfully, I had been able to pull my head out of my ass and salvage our friendship. I couldn’t imagine if I had let the way we were raised cause me to lose my best friend and miss out on being a part of her daughter’s life.
“Hey, are you on your way back yet?” Becca’s cheery voice fills the room.
“No, I’m just getting dressed. I’ll head back after breakfast, but I need to talk to you first.”
“What’s wrong? Did your date with the sexy cop not go well?” Her voice is full of concern.
“No, nothing like that.” I pause then say, “It actually might have gone a little too well.”
“Oh. My. God. You like him. Did you guys have sex?” she whispers the last part.
“No, not exactly.”
“Not exactly? That means something happened. Tell me everything, girl. I can’t help you if I don’t know what we’re talking about.”
“Umm…” I feel my cheeks turning red even though I know it’s nothing to be ashamed of. “We… he… uh… we made out and he fingered me. Three times.”
“THREE TIMES? He made you come three times,” she shouts into the phone as I scramble to take it off speaker, knowing that the walls could have ears around here.
“I don’t know why you’re acting like that’s a huge deal, I made you come three times the other night.” I hear Justin pouting in the background.
“Hush, this isn’t about you.” She whispers to him as I shake my head. “Sorry, he’s feeling a little needy right now. So tell me what’s going on in your head. I have some ideas but I don’t want to place my feelings on you.”
“I don’t know, Becca.” I flop back on the bed. “I just feel like it’s moving all too quickly, and all of a sudden everything I thought about life and sex have changed since meeting him, and it’s barely even been a day.”
“That’s how it is with love, it hits you hard and fast like a two hundred and fifty pound defenseman.”
“I think you’re hanging out with Justin too much, you’re even starting to talk like him.” I tease her.
“I know, but in this case, it’s the best analogy I can give you. Because that’s exactly what it feels like. One minute you’re standing there minding your own business, and the next you’re on the ground looking around like it’s the first time you’ve ever opened your eyes.”
“That’s exactly how it feels.”
“Yep, been there, done that, got the baby to prove it.” She says with a laugh. “You’ll get through it, we all did. Just maybe don’t fight it like the rest of us.”
I let out a giggle remembering how hard some of them had fought their feelings for each other.
“But… love? Really? It hasn’t even been two full days. I can’t possibly be in love with him, can I?”
“I don’t think love really follows any time line, sweetie.”
Well, crap.
A few hours later, after a delicious, yet awkward breakfast where I spent my time being questioned about my date by the town psychic, I was getting ready to check out and head back to my dorm, but I wasn’t sure what to do about Danny. I had texted him earlier, but he told me that he didn’t check his phone a lot when he was on shift, which I knew from my breakfast companion that he was. It felt wrong to leave without seeing him, but presumptuous to walk into the Lighthouse Landing Police Department to say goodbye.
