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I walk up to her, telling my dick not to react to the gorgeous girl in front of me wearing a sexy dress that’s open in the back, exposing her narrow waist, the soft curve of her hips, and the pink panties I got a glimpse of when we were in the kitchen.
Tara moves her hair to the side as I put my hand on the zipper. I tug it up, stopping when I notice the mark on her back.
“What happened?” I ask.
“What do you mean?”
“You have a mark here.” I brush my hand over it and she pulls away.
“It’s just a bruise. I got it at work, backing into a knob on the stove.”
“Maybe you should ice it.”
“No, I’m fine. It’s just new so it hurts.”
I finish zipping up her dress, trying to ignore how turned on I’m getting as my hand brushes against her skin. When I’m done, she turns to me.
“Thanks!” She smiles. “I hope it’s okay I’m wearing a dress. It doesn’t mean we have to go anywhere fancy. I was just running out of clothes. I need to do laundry.”
“I like the dress.” I glance down at it. “It looks good on you.”
“Troy doesn’t.” She opens the door to her closet, which is mostly empty except for a few t-shirts and some jeans on a shelf. She grabs a pair of white sneakers from the floor and yanks them on her feet.
“He doesn’t like your dress?” I ask, not sure how that’s possible. The dress looks gorgeous on her, and it’s short, which is great when you’re making out in the car and she gets on your lap and—shit, I’m not supposed to be thinking about that.
“Troy likes more of a biker look, like leather skirts. Thigh-high boots. That type of thing.”
Now I’m imagining her in that, which is making me want her in ways I shouldn’t even be thinking about. Maybe I’m just missing Haley and missing sex. It’s been weeks since I was with her. That’s a long time to go without it when you’re used to doing it almost every day.
Tara walks past me to her bed and picks up some clothes from the floor. As she bends down, my eyes go to her ass, which makes me think about the skimpy panties she’s wearing. I have to stop this. I turn and walk to the door.
“I’ll just wait out there,” I tell her.
“Okay, I’ll be out in a minute,” she says as I leave.
Going back to the living room, I sit on the couch and try to think of anything that’ll take my mind off sex. I think about my English professor, a guy who looks like he’s a million years old and always has food stuck in his beard. The image of that is so disgusting that I’m no longer imagining sex with Tara and feel like I can be around her again.
She comes into the living room and sits beside me on the couch. “Are you hungry?”
“Um, yeah,” I say, watching her cross her legs, her dress riding up her thighs. My dick was finally calming down but now it’s excited again. “What are you thinking?”
“There’s a sandwich place a few miles from here. It’s not very expensive and the food is good.”
“Lunch is on me, so go wherever you want. It doesn’t have to be cheap.”
But cheap would be good since I don’t have much money. I worked all summer and saved as much as I could, but I spent a lot of it on Haley. She always wanted to go shopping and I’d usually be the one paying for it because I liked seeing how happy it made her. If I’d known she was going to break up with me as soon as she got to college, I would’ve made her buy that stuff herself.
“Jake, you’re not paying, but it’s really sweet of you to offer.” She turns to me, smiling. “Are you ready to go?”
She’s beautiful, and way too good for a guy like Troy. I still can’t figure out why she’s with him.
We go out to my car and she directs me to the sandwich shop. It’s in a strip mall and there’s a long line going out the door.
“I didn’t think it’d be this busy,” Tara says.
“Let’s go somewhere else,” I say as I drive out of the parking lot. Continuing down the street, I pull over at a restaurant I passed on the way to her apartment. “How about this place? You ever been here?”
“Yeah, but it’s kind of expensive.”
