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Shaking hands with Laura is not exactly what I expected to be the end of our relationship, but it’s good.It’s good to have a professional boundary,I think. It’s good to have… her hand in mine. It’s good to feel her skin. To feel her warmth. To…
We kiss.
I don’t know which one of us does it, whether I yank her to me or she pulls me to her. All I know is that we’re kissing, furious and strong.
I don’t slow down. Despite having been together already today, my need for Laura is ferocious. I want her in a way that feels almost comical, almost laughable. It’s needy and desperate and dizzying.
She slips her fingers into my pants, having already done away with the belt. I undress her quickly, leading her to the small couch. We’re careful and quick. She pushes down her pants and unbuttons her top. I throw off my tie and hike up my shirt. We keep enough of our clothes on to make this fast.
When Laura’s hand wraps around my cock, I groan. It’s loud, and she smashes her mouth against mine almost instantly to shut me up. It’s less of a kiss than a gridlock to keep our sounds muffled, but she feels so good, tastes so good, that I can’t bring myself to care at all.
I slide my fingers between her folds, her panties pushed to the side. She’s slick for me, growing wetter the more I press and push a little, a little more, a lot?—
“There,” she gasps against my lips. “There, David.”
Her fingers tighten around my cock. She’s pumping me hard and fast. At first, it’s dry enough that it almost hurts, but then as she spreads the pre-come down from the tip of my now-hardened cock, her grip gets looser and looser.
It doesn’t take long at all. The beating of my heart is the same as the shift of her hand, and she writhes and moans softly as I circle her clit again and again.
When I come, it’s messy and over her hands. I watch as my own come slips over her knuckles, down the back of her hand, onto her wrist. She keeps pumping me, using my come to lube the motion. I shake and tremble, focusing whatever energy I have on keeping my pressure sure and even on her.
Laura comes almost as soon as I am done. She buries her face in my neck, her clean hand gripping my shirt at my shoulder blade. She tips her hips forward, rolling them into my hand, as she rides the wave of her orgasm.
When she’s done, she lets out a soft sigh and relaxes against my body. For just one moment, everything is good and perfect?—
Then we remember what this actually was.
Laura pulls away. She cleans her hand off with tissues, and I stuff myself back in my pants. We get dressed, the only sounds around us, the uncomfortable way we’re both still breathing too heavily and the shift of fabric.
Laura’s hands shake as she buttons her top back up. I have to look away. It hurts to see her tremble in this way. It hurts to know that it’s my fault.
“That was goodbye.” Her voice is soft and tight, like she is holding it together with sheer will.
I nod. My stomach hurts. I feel ill. I feel?—
Sorry, I guess.
When I get my tie straight, I look at Laura.
She’s so, so beautiful. And too young. Too naive. Too unafraid, too brave. It will never work. This is goodbye. This is?—
“Promise me,” she says, and she reaches for me, one hand on my cheek. “Promise me that this was goodbye. I… David, I’m not as… I need you to be strong. For me. Promise me.”
My heart aches. “Yes,” I whisper. “I promise.”
She stretches up and presses her lips, very softly, against the corner of my mouth. I feel the finality as clearly as I feel the pressure. I turn, just a little, to press my lips firm and square against hers for the last time, and?—
“What the hell!”
“Woah!”
“Dad!?”
“Laura!?”
Laura and I spring apart.
I look up in horror, heart hammering like someone has just set off a firework.
