Author's note: I wrote this for my ex-girlfriend about a guy she told me she thought was hot. I wrote this and told her it was like a "chose your own adventure" story where she'd have to fill in the line at the end of this first chapter. She did tell me how to continue, but I never did. What do YOU think her next line should be? Always open to feedback!
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You wake up in the middle of the night. Your room is pitch black. You look over at your clock and it reads 4:30 AM. That's when you realize that there's someone laying next to you. He senses that you are stirring and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling your body close. He uses his nose to push your hair from your neck and gives you a few kisses there. His smell is familiar. You realize it's Joe. You're both naked and as he presses up behind you, you feel his cock against you. You turn your head to kiss him and he slides his tongue deep into your mouth. His kisses are always incredible to you and it makes you moan as you push back into him and his hands runs up the side of your body. His hand rests on your right breast and he lightly plays with your nipple as the tow of you kiss. he's fully awake now and you feel his cock starting to stir against you. You're lost in his soft kiss. His light touch. The slow, but determined movement of his body. You feel so warm. You love having him this close to you. Then you realize that there is a mouth slowly covering your left nipple. You freeze in shock. you have no clue what's going on. Then it all comes rushing back to you.
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Saturday afternoon around 4PM your phone rang. You reached over and answer.
"Hello?"
"Hello there Ms. Julie." I reply.
"Hi Grant. How are you?" you ask.
"I'm doing good. You?"
"Just great. What are you up to today?" you ask.
"Just hanging out. I was supposed to have a show at Borders tonight, but they just called and canceled it. I guess they're having some sort of book signing or something." I answer.
"That stinks. Are they going to reschedule it."
"I think so. Sometime later this month." I reply.
"I see" you say.
"Yeah, so anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to do something tonight? Go see a movie or something."
"Just not WHAT WOMEN WANT right?" you joke.
"No, I own it remember."
"Oh yes." you smirk. "Well, I would Grant but I've already got plans tonight."
"Ah. A hot date eh?" I ask slyly.
"Well, sort of. Joe and I are going out to dinner, then to a club in Hollywood to dance. It's called Arythma." you reply.
"I see. okay. Well, that's cool. Maybe some other time then." I say.
"Sure Grant. Have a good evening." you say.
"I will. You too." I say and hang up.
You return the phone to it's cradle and lay back on your bed. As you lie there, you minds starts drifting to thoughts of Joe. How it feels to have him next to you. How nice it will be to dance with him tonight. Feel his body against yours.
You've snap out of your daydream to realize that your hips have been moving and your can feel that you are soaking wet. You smile and bite your lip as you sit up and go on about your afternoon. Thoughts of Joe's body next to yours are never far from you mind.
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Dinner was great and Joe was incredibly sexy all throughout. The conversation was filled with deep innuendo. You know that you want him tonight and he wants you just as bad. It's lucky that you both didn't tear each other's clothes off in the car on the ride to the club. His hand rested on your thigh the whole way and it was all you could do to keep from grabbing it and sliding it up under your skirt. Your black thong is soaked.
At the club the both of you dance tightly together. His hips are pressed up against yours and your chest is pressed against his. you move to the music together and it's as if you're having sex on the dance floor. His hands move to your ass and pull your his closer to his. you can feel his cock pressed against you. It's rock hard. As you dance your mind drifts back to the night you first held his cock in your hands. How big it was. How hard it felt.
You want to feel it again now, so you snake your hand down in between the both of you and run your fingers along the length of it. God, it's rock hard. It pulses under your touch and he leans forward and whispers into your ear, "I want that inside of you."
"I want it in me too." you whisper into his ear above the music. "From behind." you add. As you open your eyes after your whisper, you focus on the back of the club. You realize someone's watching you. It's me.