simply no denying, I do have feelings for her. Using my hand that has a good bit of soap, I slide it up and down my dick hoping to tease it and make the erection will go away. Only the opposite seems to happen though. I’m so hard right now it’s impossible to ignore. I can’t believe thinking about her has caused this to happen. It’s not that it’s a bad thing, but damn, it’s been a long time since I’ve been in this predicament. I find myself stroking it faster and faster while my breathing intensifies until I finally reach my release.
I finish with my shower and while I stand in front of the mirror, I can’t ignore the slight erection that is lingering. A smile creeps over my face as I slide my boxers up to cover it. It’s been so long since I’ve sexually been involved with anyone, I just don’t need to lose control of myself. Things are starting to happen with my body just by thinking about Jennifer and I don’t need the distraction right now.
The last relationship I was in didn’t end well because I couldn’t separate school and pleasure. I couldn’t keep my head where it needed to be so I ended it. I made a promise to myself that I was going to keep my life on track and work on my career. Now that I’m almost done, I have to ask, could I offer my heart again to someone so soon?
I throw on a polo shirt and khaki shorts and head downstairs to see what Mom’s fixed for breakfast. My mom is sort of old-fashioned in the sense she still likes to fix breakfast for my dad and me before we head out for the day. I reach the bottom of the stairs and stop almost immediately when I notice who’s sitting at the kitchen table. Jennifer.
It doesn’t take long before the visitor in my shorts returns and I feel my face redden.
“Good morning.” She says without looking up. If I didn’t know any better, I would say she either didn’t’ sleep very well or something is troubling her. Not to mention, her eyes look overly tired too.
“Morning.” I reply, not only trying to hide the shock of seeing her here but not wanting to draw any attention to my issue down below either. I hope my shirt is long enough to cover my tent at least until I can sit down to the table.
I walk to the refrigerator and pull out the milk. Mom is standing by the stove putting the eggs in a bowl before bringing them over to the table. My hand is trembling so bad I’m barely able to hold onto the glass so I can pour the milk. I tell myself to settle down, there’s nothing to get so worked up about. No one knows I just got myself off in the bathroom and it’s all because the woman sitting at my kitchen table is clouding up my mind.
I see Jennifer’s glass is almost empty and feel bad for not asking if she needed a refill before I sat down. I just needed to sit down quickly so I could adjust myself.
“So what brings you by this morning?” I ask hoping the coloring in my cheeks has returned to normal. I’m actually happy to see her but the look she’s wearing has me somewhat concerned.
“I was sitting out on the porch this morning when your mom walked out to get the newspaper. She invited me over, figured I could use some company.”
That’s my mom. She has always tried to look after everyone.
“So, have you been doing okay? I’ve been meaning to stop by to see you but I’ve been so overwhelmed with one of the classes I’m taking. I’m counting the weeks ‘til I’m finished.” I’m really at a loss for words right now and the only thing I feel comfortable talking about is school. I should be ashamed of myself for not asking about the baby, but I feel so embarrassed knowing what just happened in the shower only minutes ago.
“Physically, I’ve been doing great.” She adds quickly, then hesitates before saying more. “Brian was recently served divorce papers so I’ve had a little trouble sleeping at night.”
I knew it. I knew there was some reason why she looked so tired. “He hasn’t bothered you has he?”
I finish with my shower and while I stand in front of the mirror, I can’t ignore the slight erection that is lingering. A smile creeps over my face as I slide my boxers up to cover it. It’s been so long since I’ve sexually been involved with anyone, I just don’t need to lose control of myself. Things are starting to happen with my body just by thinking about Jennifer and I don’t need the distraction right now.
The last relationship I was in didn’t end well because I couldn’t separate school and pleasure. I couldn’t keep my head where it needed to be so I ended it. I made a promise to myself that I was going to keep my life on track and work on my career. Now that I’m almost done, I have to ask, could I offer my heart again to someone so soon?
I throw on a polo shirt and khaki shorts and head downstairs to see what Mom’s fixed for breakfast. My mom is sort of old-fashioned in the sense she still likes to fix breakfast for my dad and me before we head out for the day. I reach the bottom of the stairs and stop almost immediately when I notice who’s sitting at the kitchen table. Jennifer.
It doesn’t take long before the visitor in my shorts returns and I feel my face redden.
“Good morning.” She says without looking up. If I didn’t know any better, I would say she either didn’t’ sleep very well or something is troubling her. Not to mention, her eyes look overly tired too.
“Morning.” I reply, not only trying to hide the shock of seeing her here but not wanting to draw any attention to my issue down below either. I hope my shirt is long enough to cover my tent at least until I can sit down to the table.
I walk to the refrigerator and pull out the milk. Mom is standing by the stove putting the eggs in a bowl before bringing them over to the table. My hand is trembling so bad I’m barely able to hold onto the glass so I can pour the milk. I tell myself to settle down, there’s nothing to get so worked up about. No one knows I just got myself off in the bathroom and it’s all because the woman sitting at my kitchen table is clouding up my mind.
I see Jennifer’s glass is almost empty and feel bad for not asking if she needed a refill before I sat down. I just needed to sit down quickly so I could adjust myself.
“So what brings you by this morning?” I ask hoping the coloring in my cheeks has returned to normal. I’m actually happy to see her but the look she’s wearing has me somewhat concerned.
“I was sitting out on the porch this morning when your mom walked out to get the newspaper. She invited me over, figured I could use some company.”
That’s my mom. She has always tried to look after everyone.
“So, have you been doing okay? I’ve been meaning to stop by to see you but I’ve been so overwhelmed with one of the classes I’m taking. I’m counting the weeks ‘til I’m finished.” I’m really at a loss for words right now and the only thing I feel comfortable talking about is school. I should be ashamed of myself for not asking about the baby, but I feel so embarrassed knowing what just happened in the shower only minutes ago.
“Physically, I’ve been doing great.” She adds quickly, then hesitates before saying more. “Brian was recently served divorce papers so I’ve had a little trouble sleeping at night.”
I knew it. I knew there was some reason why she looked so tired. “He hasn’t bothered you has he?”
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