~ 15 ~
Walking back inside begrudgingly I know I’m about to face an inquisition. But I don’t think I’m ready, so I opt to get in first.
“Who were you caught up with that made you late, Mister?” I fire at Trey.
“Oh No. No. No. Young lady we are NOT talking about me.” He waves his forefinger from side to side in front of his smirking face.
Taking a deep breath, I plop down on the sofa next to him.
“I’m in so much trouble.” I wail and drop my head into my hands.
“Awwww baby cakes.”
“He came into Ashely’s with a bunch of his mates and they bought him a 10-minute private as a dare. Guess who was free?”
“You. Oh, how awkward.” He pats me on the back and stays silent while I tell him all about it except, he laughs uncontrollably at the part where I orgasmed on Miles’s pants. He is silent after I finished.
“Any advice for me?” I ask.
“Shit. You obviously like each other, right?” I nod my head. “Do you think it could be just physical attraction? You know the whole taboo thing. He is your dad’s best mate.”
“Don’t remind me! I don’t think it’s just physical. I mean fuck the man is so fine but the second time he came into Ashley’s, which happened to be the night he saved me, we spent the session talking and getting to know each other. He is so much more than my dad’s best friend now; I see him a different way.”
“I bet you do. I’m not going to tell you what I think you should do because you probably won’t like it.”
“I know. I’ll just put my big girl pants on and move on.”
“Sorry babe. It’s going to be hella awkward at your parents on the weekend.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well, you two couldn’t keep your hands and faces off each other just before. If you’re keeping your distance, then dinner at your parents will be fun to watch!” Trey laughs.
“Your mum rang me today. Dinner on Saturday night.”
“She talks to you more than her own daughter, these days.” I groan.
Later that night, while I’m supposed to be entertaining the medium sized crowd at Ashley’s I can’t seem to keep my head in the game. My thoughts are with a certain older man. After my talk with Trey earlier, I know Miles is right and that we can’t pursue this thing between us. But part of me wants to throw my hands in the air and say fuck it, I want to take a chance to explore where a relationship takes us. But I couldn’t do that to dad. He means too much to me and I couldn’t bear to disappoint him.
I whirl around to see who is shouting my name. “Court, hey!”
“Are you sure you feel okay to be back here?” she looks at me with a worried expression.
“Oh yeah. My mood does not have anything to do with the attack. I’m working through that with a therapist actually.”
“Good for you babe!”
“Yeah, never thought I’d be one to sit and spill my guts on a red sofa, but hey it isn’t so bad!” I laugh.
“So then, why do you look so distracted?”
“Miles and I have decided we really can’t start anything. You know, due to the fact that he is my dad’s best friend.” I sigh.
“Oh babe. That sucks. But maybe its not a relationship that you guys need.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well, what if you just need to fuck each other’s brains out? Like maybe that’s all you both are craving. From what you’ve told me the two of you can get pretty carried away.”
“So you’re saying we should sleep with each other and then go back to treating him as dad’s best friend?” I seek clarification.
“Well yeah. So there’s no relationship. Then you wouldn’t really have to tell your dad anything.”
I ponder over what my best friend said. Could we just fuck? I mean, I know I could fuck Miles and I’m pretty positive he wants to fuck me. I can feel a hint of arousal down below at the thought of sleeping with Miles.
“You’re thinking about his dick, aren’t you?”
“Maybeeee.” I laugh.
“Hmmm, naughty girl! I like it!” Courtney laughs.
“How would I even bring that up? Oh, hey Miles, wanna fuck? And then we’ll just pretend it didn’t happen.”
“Haha, well when you put it like that, maybe you shouldn’t!”
For the rest of the night, I can’t stop thinking about Courtney’s suggestion. What if it is just what we need to be able to move on? Images of him running his hands over my skin and using his mouth to do amazing things take over my brain and on more than one occasion I can feel my panties dampen.
But on the other hand, it has the potential to make it worse. I might not be able to stop after one night with him. I’ll end up hurting myself and him in the process, is that what I want to happen?
I shake my head to rid myself of all things Miles, so that I can focus on finishing my shift at Ashley’s. I find once I really concentrate time goes by so quickly and I’m walking out the door before I know it. Ashley and Mark surprised me with my own car park which is right outside the door. I admit I do feel safer now.
“You on tomorrow, bee?” Mark asks me.
“Yeah and then I’m off for a week. Easing back into it.”
“Good idea. You go ok tonight?”
“Yeah, mostly. I’ll get there. I love my new parking space.” I smile.
“Yeah, well. It’s the least I could do.”
“Thanks.” I say and stand on my tip toes to plant a kiss on Marks cheek which I note turns pink, I giggle and Mark winks.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” I wave.
“You sure will.”