“At the club, we’d played with other couples, that was fine. But it was always talked about before, and agreed on. I had no idea she was out there, sleeping with other men, and not using protection. I thought she was just with me.”
Amber gives me a sympathetic look as she chews her food, and reaches out to take my hand.
“Anyway, after a very expensive course of antibiotics I was fine. Thankfully it was easy to cure. But she was angry that I broke up with her over it.”
Amber’s face is pure violence. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah, she got kind of vindictive. Started telling people at the gym that I was some fiend, that I’d forced her to have hardcore sex, that I’d tied her up and hit her against her will.” I hang my head as I remember the way people had started looking at me back then. “It was all kind of a mess.”
“Oh shit, Theo.” Amber turns in her seat and takes my hand in hers. “That’s awful.”
“Yeah, it was.” I frown and clear my throat. “I changed gyms, never went back there. Told my dean at the college that an ex was spreading rumours about me, because I was honestly afraid I’d lose my job.”
Amber sighs and shakes her head. “I am so sorry.”
“It’s alright. She got bored of smearing my name pretty fast, thankfully. And then, well, I guess it made me nervous.” I stroke Amber’s hand with the back of my fingers. “To do that again with someone. I’ve never wanted to hurt anybody, it was always meant to be about having fun, about bringing pleasure to each other. I’ve always used safe words and the traffic light system,non-verbal cues, everything to keep my partners safe. It was meant to be something I did with someone I loved.” I look up at her and shrug. “Doing that with you this morning, it… It was kind of healing. To see you enjoy it so much, to have you trust me like that. It felt really good.”
Amber throws her arms around my neck, pulling me over to her to kiss me, slow and deep. Without breaking the kiss, she climbs into my arms, straddling me on the stool. Her skin is warm under my hands, and having her wrapped around me like this, it’s blissful.
“I loved doing that with you,” she murmurs against my mouth. “I did. I felt safe, and cared for.” She takes my face in her hands, and her eyes meet mine. “You’re a good man. Thebestman there is. And when I walked in here yesterday, I did because I knew I could trust you. I knew you would treat me good, and look after me.” She kisses me again. “I know that I’ll always remember this weekend. I will. And only because you were so wonderful to me.”
The words drop into my stomach like a lead weight.Just this weekend.
I lean my head against hers, and swallow what I want to say. Because I’m just an old fool giving a young woman a good time. That’s all it ever will be. I know that.
But it hurts all over again to hear it.
I don’t let myself dwell on my internal struggle for too long, because Saturday is fading away, and I’m not going to waste any more time feeling sorry for myself.
And it’s easy to let all the sad, self-pitying thoughts ebb away when Amber drags me upstairs. When we end up in bed, it’snot to fuck, although we’re both mostly naked. She just wants to kiss. I don’t know how long we lie there, but it feels like a moment I could exist in forever - the rain beating against the window, the light fading as the afternoon wears on, and Amber, warm and soft in my arms as my mouth devours hers.
“I haven’t made out like this since high school,” I say with a soft laugh, rolling onto my back with her, so she can straddle me.
She leans over me, pressing our bodies together, her hands under my head as she giggles against my mouth.
“I can assure you, no one I’ve ever made out with has been as good a kisser as you.”
“Honey, you are going to inflate my ego to dangerous levels if you keep talking like that.” I grip her ass, grinding my engorged cock into the heat between her legs. “Along with some other things.”
“You deserve to have an inflated ego, though.” She sits up, her fingers running down my chest, to my stomach, tracing the ridges of my abs. “I mean, look at you.”
I tuck my hands behind my head and laugh, my cheeks burning with joy and a little embarrassment. “Yep, ego is definitely getting bigger.”
She laughs, rocking her hips, and she bites her lip as I suck in a breath. “I wonder how long I’d have to do this before you come?” She gathers her hair up on top of her head with both hands, and her tee rides up to reveal more of her breasts.
“Goddamn, you look good right now.” I reach over to the nightstand and grab my phone. “Stay like that.”
“Theo, what are you doing?”
I grin up at her as I open the camera. “No faces, I promise. But if I don’t have a picture of you like this, I’m going to be miserable for the rest of my life.”
“Oh, well in that case.” She stretches a little more, arching her back, and her nipples are just visible from under the ragged edge of the tee.
“Perfect.” I take the picture, and turn my phone to show her. “See? No faces.”
She leans in to look and giggles. “I look kinda hot.”
“Not kinda, honey. Really hot. Like a goddess.”
