November 6th 2018
When a low groan sounded from behind her, Audrey felt her body tense as flashbacks from last night started coming back to her.
His mouth wrapped around her nipple, sucking hard, but not as hard as he thrusted into her, his balls slapping against her ass. When she voiced her pain, he was considerate enough to pull himself back a little and when he thrust into her again, her back arched and she moaned quietly, her eyes closed in pleasure and not pain.
Audrey had been awake for a few minutes now, wiling herself to get out of bed before he woke up and decided to make her an awkward breakfast or something. She would rather have breakfast alone at home than with some stranger she had fucked the previous night but couldn’t put a name to him.
Seeing as light snores still sounded from behind her, she carefully lifted his arm off of her waist and slipped out of bed, her movements careful and slow so as to not wake him up. Turning around, her gaze swept across his exposed upper body and messy blonde hair which she remembered running her fingers through many times last night.
Well, that was a mild way to put it.
He fumbled with his keys as she began unbuttoning his shirt despite still standing out in the hallway. Her lips pressed open-mouthed kisses down the slope of his neck before sinking her teeth into his large Adam’s apple, sucking gently on the skin there as he visibly gulped. Quiet groans passed his lips but when her hand ran up the back of his neck and buried itself in his golden locks before tugging hard, he groaned louder and slammed his key into the lock, quickly turning it before pushing her into the apartment.
This wasn’t her first one-night stand since the divorce, but it had been the least memorable. Now that she was awake and considerably less drunk, she was starting to think that the alcohol had enhanced everything.
She grunted in pain when he pulled too hard on her hair from behind, the feeling of it far from pleasurable. She felt more like a horse than a wanted woman so when that no longer worked for her, she was quick to push him off her and onto his back. He grinned up at her and his eyes filled with lust as she mounted him and sank down on his cock that was still slick with her juices. Audrey threw her head back and groaned silently as she began to ride him, her hands settled on his thighs behind her.
So much better.
Audrey quickly pulled on her dress and underwear before leaving the bedroom to retrieve her heels which she had hastily kicked off near the door on their short journey over to his bedroom the previous night.
Quietly closing the door behind her, Audrey walked down the hallway and took the elevator down to the ground floor. She stepped out of the building and glanced around, wondering where the nearest bus stop or train station was. Seeing as her phone had died sometime during the night, she couldn’t call an Uber to come rescue her.
Deciding to try her luck, she took a right and began down the street, keeping an eye out for any tell-tale signs of what part of the town she was in.
Internally, she berated herself for not asking her bed partner where he lived last night. That would have made it so much easier to get home now.
“I spy, a wild Audrey Marigold out on her walk of shame!” A voice sounded behind her but even before she turned around, she knew who that voice belonged to.
“How’d you know my maiden name?” She asked as she continued walking.
Joe shrugged and saddled up next to her so they were walking together now. “I have my ways.”
“That’s really getting creepy now.”
He merely chuckled in response and playfully brushed his shoulder against hers as they walked together.
“So, who’s the lucky guy?” He asked, looking pointedly at her creased dress and hair that she had twisted up into a messy bun.
“No one.” She was quick to deny and then change the topic. “Why are you up so early?” She questioned, hoping to turn the conversation on him.
“I was out on my morning run.”
“Well, don’t stop running on account of me.”
Joe chuckled and slowed down. “You hungry?”
“Do you want to get some breakfast?” He tried again.
She frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be running?”
He chuckled again, knowing that she was trying to deflect his question. Just one of the few things she did when she didn’t want to answer a question or desired to change the direction an unpleasant conversation was taking.
He should know. She had done it to him several times now, and they had only re-united earlier that week.
“Come on, you look like you could do with some breakfast.”
Audrey wanted to say no, mostly because she felt completely out of control when she was around Joe, but when he tugged on her elbow towards a nearby diner, she gave in.
“I was actually hoping to go home and take a nap.”
“What? You didn’t manage to find time for sleep last night?” He grinned and dodged her attack when she reached out to swat his arm.
“That’s not funny.” She struggled to scowl at him despite having found the joke quite funny, but he didn’t need to know that.
“It kind of was.” He chuckled as he held the door open and she walked past him.
A waiter seated them in a booth and they were quick to order some avocado toast and coffee, both of them opting for the same thing.
When their coffee arrived, she was quick to grab the cup and inhale the flavour. The smell of freshly brewed coffee was one of her most favourite things, especially this early morning. If it was a perfume, she would happily wear it on a daily basis.
“Was he good?”
Audrey nearly choked on her coffee.
“Was he good?” He shrugged and leaned back in the booth to study her, his eyes not once wavering from her face. “Did he satisfy you?”
“You can’t ask me that!”
“It’s a free country and I’m simply asking you a question.” His lips stretched into a smirk, but she was sure that he was far from amused. “Now, why don’t you answer it?”
Audrey squirmed in her seat uncomfortably but sighed when he sent her a pointed, evasive look, silently repeating the question to her. She knew he wasn’t going to give up until she gave him an answer
“What have you got to lose?” He further prompted her, hoping to draw out a response.
“He was okay.”
She nodded and pushed around the eggs on her plate. There were bigger things on her mind than food, the obnoxious man sitting in front of her being the main problem.
The truth was, whatever his name was, had been an alright lay. Nothing to brag or write home about. However, she was sure that, that had more to do with her than him. Audrey had always found herself to enjoy sex more when she felt an emotional connection with the person that she was sleeping with and strangers she picked up in the club just never scratched that itch for her.
Sure, she had cum and from the sounds he had been making, she was confident that he had enjoyed himself and so had she. But she would have enjoyed herself more if she actually cared for him and didn’t plan on sneaking out as soon as the sun rose in the morning.
“Just okay.” She confirmed. “Nothing special.”
Joe sat silent, sipping quietly at his coffee as he watched her under long, wispy eyelashes.
“You’re being awfully quiet. That’s unlike you.” She laughed, hoping to lighten the mood but it didn’t work. He didn’t even crack a smile.
A blanket of silence enveloped them as they stared at each other, neither of them eating or speaking. Simply watching the other.
“What are you thinking about?” She asked when she finally mustered up the courage to break the silence. Under his gaze, she couldn’t help but feel like he was seeing right through her and she felt exposed.
“I left on Friday night to give you some space to think about us.” He stated the fact.
“Yes.” She confirmed, unsure.
“Since you’re sleeping with other men, does that mean you’ve made a decision?”
Audrey sighed and fiddled with the bottom of her dress under the table. She wished a hole would open up and swallow her whole. She wished her phone would ring and she would be able to abruptly leave under the false pretence of an emergency or something else which desperately required her immediate attention.
She wished anything would happen, as long as he would stop looking at her like that. With such disappointment and sadness in his eyes. And to think she had been the one to put it there.
Calvin had never looked at her that way.
She had never seen him disappointed with her, only disgusted and annoyed towards the last half of their long-winded marriage. She had always been the one to gaze upon him with such negative emotions, forever disappointed with disrespecting both her and their marriage.
But this was different. She wasn’t married to Joe!
Why did she feel like she had cheated on Joe even though they weren’t anything to begin with? They had never defined their relationship and they certainly hadn’t agreed on exclusivity. Hell, she hadn’t even agreed to be his friend. All they had done was share a few meals, and most of them had been when she was married to her scumbag ex.
Staring at him now, she had never felt so small or sorry before but she couldn’t quite understand why.
“I haven’t decided on anything.” She finally answered, her voice small.
“That’s not what it looks like to me.” He snorted, unbelieving as he finally tore his eyes away from her. Instead, he glanced at the speck of dust on the wall next to her head, not wanting her to see just how much this affected him.
“I don’t know what you want me to say.”
He paused for a second before talking, still refusing to look at her. “How about the truth?”
“I’ve never lied to you!”
“I never said you did.” He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “But you haven’t been completely honest with me either.”
“What do you want from me?” She asked in an exasperated tone, unable to wash away the bitter taste in her mouth even with her beloved coffee.
“Exactly what I told you the other night.”
His words echoed in her mind.
Everything. Anything. Whatever you’re willing to give me.
The same words she had spent all of Friday night and yesterday morning going crazy thinking over, trying to understand. If she hadn’t gone out clubbing last night, she was sure she would have spent all of Saturday trying to decipher his words, despite how simple and honest they were.
He wanted her. It was as simple as that.
But what if she wasn’t whole enough to give herself to him? How could she give herself to another man? Was she ready? Would she ever be ready?
Audrey bit her lip as she struggled to think of how to respond.
“If you’re sleeping with other people, then why can’t you sleep with me?”
Her mouth opened and closed in shock as she struggled to think of something to say in response. What could a person say to that?
“You’re crazy!” She finally announced, forcing herself to look away as her traitorous cheeks began to warm, giving away the turmoil of emotions she was battling internally. Oh, how she wished she could just appear indifferent or neutral. That would save her a lot of embarrassment.
“You can’t ask people a question like that over breakfast.” She shook her head, refusing to answer him.
“You’d rather I ask you to be friends with benefits over dinner?” He quirked a questioning brow, genuinely curious and very much amused. “If you wanted me to take you out to dinner, all you had to was ask.”
“You’re being silly now.” Audrey scoffed.
Joe sighed and pressed his elbows onto the table as he leaned his face closer towards her.
“I’m not being silly. I’d really like for you to consider it.”
“I am not going to consider being friends with benefits with you.” She made sure to whisper angrily so no one else would overhear their absurd conversation. “I can’t believe you had the nerve to even ask me that.”
“I don’t get what the issue is. You did the exact same thing with whoever you slept with last night.”
“That’s not the same.” She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, frowning at him.
“Explain to me how it’s not the same.”
“You won’t understand.”
“Try me.” He pressed, willing for her to open up to him.
“I didn’t know him.”
“Oh, well that’s good.” Joe chuckled. “We’re pretty much strangers anyway, so your excuse isn’t valid.”
Audrey huffed. “You’re impossible.”
“You can’t possibly know that since we don’t know each other at all.” He grinned cheekily and reached down for his coffee. “See? Complete strangers.”
“I’m starting to think you’re crazy.”
He threw his head back and laughed, seemingly surprised by the insult.
“Well, this was fun but I have a run to get back to.”
He stood up and stretched his arms in front of him and over his head. Her eyes settled on the slither of exposed skin as his shirt rose. When his eyes caught hers staring at him, his lips curled up into a knowing smirk.
“I look forward to getting to know you better over dinner tonight.”
Before she could protest and turn him down, he placed a few bills down on the table and stepped out of the booth. Joe walked out of the door and when he caught her still staring through the window, he winked and grinned cheekily before getting back to his morning run.
When, during that absurd conversation, had she agreed to have dinner with him?
The answer was simple. She hadn’t. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t keep the smile off her face for the rest of the day.
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