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But a little bit of chaos is nice too.
And just like that, I’m thinking of her again.
Shit. What's wrong with me?
I’ve already decided that I won’t kick her out for at least a month to give her a chance to find a job. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I remember what it’s like to be that young, dumb, and broke. Or maybe because I like her food. It could also be I find her amusing.
And sexy, with her wide flashing eyes and luscious body.
I put it out of my mind as I head back to my home office. I’m slightly depressed by the choices in my fridge, so I only eat half the pasta, storing the rest for tomorrow’s lunch.
Later, when my mind can’t seem to let go of her, I go down to my basement gym, pumping iron for a few hours and then laying into the boxing bag.
It’s still not enough to completely get rid of the building frustration in my body.
Or get the sight of her in a towel out of my mind. Looking all sweet and innocent like a damn meal served to a starving man.
I go take a shower to see if it will cool me down but it does not. On the contrary, when I slip into the shower and let the water run over my body, I can’t fight the images. I'm powerless to stop the fantasies from starting, or from exploring different avenues. I finally give up and let them come to me again as my hand wraps around my cock. My palm is cool and too big and it's not at all like hers. But it will have to do for now.
At first, the touch feels strange. It's been a while since I jacked off, since I can typically have sex as often as I want. But sex isn't really what I want now, at least not random sex. It's Delilah that's tormenting me and I just need to clear my head of her so I can fucking think again.
Her image comes to me easily, as she stood there in that fucking towel. I stroke myself remembering it, slowly at first, and then faster as the pressure builds. At first, the sensation is all that drives me and I’m hard as rock. But then imagination kicks in, driving me even wilder. I see her there in front of me going on her knees. She’ll caress my hand, move it, and say, “Can I take you in my mouth?”
I'll give her a harsh yes, because at this point, I can barely breathe.
Then she’ll suck me into her mouth, her tongue wet and wild, driving me to the peaks of madness.
Shit, I'm close.
But it's still not enough, even as the pressure rattles up my spine.
Instead, I think about her leaning back. Her hand is on her heavy breasts, plucking her nipples, and she’s moaning. I see her opening her legs to show me her wet, pink pussy ready for me. I see her offer me her thick engorged nipples, begging me to suck them, to come inside her. I oblige, sucking hard, as I enter her, madly lost to the passion. Her moans for relief fill my ears as I go faster and faster. I see her beg for me.
Fuck.
I slap my hand against the tiles to steady myself as I shout, cum jetting from my cock.
Chapter Seven
Delilah
AfterIgettomy room, I stand back against the door, thinking. And the more I think, the more embarrassed I feel.
I overreacted. Massively.
In fact, I don’t think I just overreacted. I think that somehow I lost my mind. Because I can’t believe I behaved so rudely to the man who was gracious enough to offer me to live in his house for free. Just because his girlfriend came over.
And because I was jealous when I have no right to be.
I have to be honest with myself, that that was the main reason for my feelings. Pure old green-eyed envy, over a man who owes me nothing. Who promised me nothing.
It’s so ridiculous I clap my hand over my face ready for the floor to open up and swallow me.
I mean, how delusional can I be? I barely know the man, and I don’t have any right to be jealous. I don’t have any right to even think of him in that way, just because he's been kind to me. And what am I doing? I repay his kindness by being a rude idiot who storms off in a hissy fit for no reason.
He would be right to ask me to leave.
I need to apologize.
