Ethan goes to visit Valerie once again. Like the previous chapters in my story, there's a lot of story but this is where the action is really picking up! For those of you who have stuck around to read my stories, I know you will enjoy this.
As always, I would like to thank Literotica editor GentWithHandcuffs for helping me edit my work. My writing has become that much better thanks to his help.
Chapter 3 – Competing with Valerie: Coming Back
The year after my cousin Val visited us in Chicago, I was laid off at the engineering firm where I had started working at. Fortunately, I lined up another job right away but it wouldn't start for another three months, so I had quite a bit of time on my hands before then. Since I hadn't seen my cousins in awhile, I decided to visit our family in Nevada, though Jan wouldn't be able to come with me because she was still in training to become a nurse.
Val rang me a few days before and asked if I wanted to be set up with any of her friends during my visit, but I told her I wasn't interested. My relationship with Alexandra had ended pretty quickly and I just needed some time off from dating. About that time, Val's boyfriend Steve broke up with her too, misery loves company. She wouldn't give me the details no matter how hard I prodded, but she wasn't as distraught as I thought she should have been. Especially since he was one of the reasons she was moving to Chicago. Either way, the three of us cousins would have plenty of time to hang out and get reacquainted.
The flight to Vegas was perhaps one of the worst I'd ever experienced, and it had nothing to do with the plane. I sat next to this nice blonde woman who was suffering from a pretty severe cold. If she hadn't been coughing every ten seconds, I would have tried to talk with her more, like maybe find out where she was staying. At least she was being as careful as possible with her cold; by blowing her nose, wiping her eyes, and coughing into tissues, and then using wet naps to clean her hands. Unfortunately, her precautions were for naught. When I arrived in Nevada my nose was continually dripping and my sinuses were clogged, I felt miserable.
Wandering around disoriented, I finally found the baggage carousel and this time made my way to the parking garage where I had agreed to meet Val.
At the garage, I found Val's red Volkswagen coupe parked by the elevator. She was leaning against the hood, looking like she was giving some guy directions. Her actions made her appear agitated while she pointed out towards the street. But because of my stuffed up ears I couldn't make out what either of them was saying. The guy was a few inches taller than me, heavier build, with a light complexion, a six o'clock shadow, and scruff dirty-blonde hair. He glanced at me as I approached but he continued to talk to my cousin, constantly leering up and down her body.
Val was dressed like she had come from the gym or maybe a run, wearing a pair of black gym shorts that ended mid thigh, and a pink tank top over a black sports bra. She wasn't wearing any makeup and had her hair pulled back into a ponytail. I definitely couldn't blame the guy for looking, she always looked fantastic.
When I was about twenty feet away, Val saw me out of the corner of her eye and motioned for me to hurry up. That's when the guy took a step towards her which instantly caused my blood to boil.
"Hey, what's going on here, do you know this guy, Val?" I raised my voice, trying to sound challenging. But for all I knew, my voice was cracking like a prepubescent kid.
"Oh we go way back," the guy said calmly, taking another step towards Val. I sized him up, definitely much taller than me, looked like he worked out some, but judging from the way he was standing, he wasn't expecting any trouble from either of us.
"No way," Val said quickly. "He just stopped to ask me for directions to his hotel, but now he won't go away." Her arms were crossed in front of her, giving him a scowl even I would be afraid to have aimed in my direction.
Her piercing glare caused his eyes to shift their focus to me as I ambled closer. I wanted to diffuse the situation as quickly as possible, so I came up with a little white lie.
"You should probably head back to your hotel, my girlfriend gets really pissed when she's hungry." Taking off my sunglasses, I looked him straight in the eye while he glared back at me determined to play it cool. Continuing my charade, I stood next to Val and kissed her on the cheek; making sure I didn't lose sight of him in case he tried anything.
"Hi honey, sorry I'm late," I said. And to her credit, Val didn't flinch as I firmly palmed one of her lovely buttocks. Now, I looked back at the guy. The gears seemed to be turning in his head; his jaw clenched for a moment, then relaxed.
"Hah! You have fun with that, bro!" He spun on his heel and walked away, waving a dismissive hand in our direction. I watched him carefully as he got into his car and left; and even took a mental note of the make, model, and license plate of his car. When he was gone, I continued to stare at the corner where he had turned off; I noticed I had actually become pretty riled up. I kind of wished he had tried something just so I could teach him a lesson for harassing my cousin like that. That's when I felt Val's soft palm gently touch the side of my face, before she roughly shoved my head to the side.
"What the hell, Val!" I said, my head snapping back. When I turned back to face her, her glare was now directed at me. I swallowed hard. Now had to pay my penance for that little misdemeanor involving her butt.
"I could've handled that myself, I didn't need you to play hero," Val said. "Or were you more interested in copping a feel on your own cousin?" She started to look annoyed with me. I guess groping her ass wasn't such a good idea after all.
"I just wanted to get him outta here as quickly as possible, and I had to make it look believable!" Val's angry expression told me she didn't believe me one bit. Defeated, I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm sorry, okay? Let's go get something to eat. I know you're hungry too!" Her face lightened up and she rolled her eyes at me like she always did.
"Okay, but you're paying!" she said, getting into her car.
"Fine," I replied. I knew this was just the beginning of a long list of demands she was going to lay on me for touching her perfect rump.
After I put my luggage in the trunk, I hopped into the passenger seat and buckled in. Val pushed the clutch pedal in, shifted into first, and we were off to whatever restaurant she chose; probably something expensive. As we merged onto the freeway and accelerated to highway speeds, I suddenly felt tired, my runny nose seemed to have disappeared, but I felt absolutely exhausted. Val was telling me something about her car, but my eyelids felt really heavy.
I dreamt of the blonde girl from the plane, how cute and sexy she looked. I wondered how her breasts felt in my hands. Boobs were never a big interest to me, but her's looked so enticing and I wanted to touch them the moment I saw them (sorry, I'm a guy after all). She was kneeling between my legs, fondling my dick through my pants. My head was tilted back in pleasure while her fingers examined my hardening shaft.
Suddenly her eyes and hair turned darker, her body changed shape.
'What the hell?' I thought. Now she looked like Val, staring up at me with her mischievous grin. She continued to fondle my penis, causing me to moan in delight from her gentle touch. But she stopped, her eyes now looking at me in defiance. Slowly she raised her hand into the air, clasping her fingers into a light fist. My eyes grew wide as saucers when her hand came down onto my stiff yet sensitive rod.
"Fuck!" I yelled.
I sat up in my seat groping my dick; the seatbelt prevented me from hitting my head on the windshield of Val's car. We were stopped in a parking lot and all I could hear was Val laughing at me.
