Kenneth
For a couple of days now, I’ve been fuming and hurting about Jason’s words. I take a ride on my motorcycle and aim towards the new house that Tamara got. She finally came home yesterday and is healing well. As I’m driving, my thoughts swarm my mind like bees around their hive.
Now, I know for sure that Jason isn’t okay with this threesome stuff. He wants Tamara all to himself. But what if that’s not what she wants. I see the look in her eyes when she steals little glances here and there.
When Tamara was shot, I was scared to death that I’d lose her.
I turn my bike right and take the strip to the country, pedal to the metal. I love riding. It’s the only thing that makes me feel free. Besides Tamara.
I do love her. And so does Jason. I turn again onto her street and then into her driveway. The house is easy to find as it’s the only house out here for a mile. I get off my bike and knock on her door.
She answers in pajamas with a robe around her. “Well, hi there,” she grins and lets me into the house.
Having a look around, I’m happy to see much more space for the three of us. Maybe. I realize that I do love Jason in that moment. “Great place,” I smile at her. “Plenty of space.”
“Come over and have a seat,” she mutes the television and looks at me with those beautiful green eyes.
“I need to talk to you,” I lower my head to gaze at the floor. “Jason said some things the other day and told me to leave.”
“What? What happened?” she asks, her voice filled with tension. “I thought you two were okay with each other.”
Looking up from the floor, I stare at her for a moment before I talk again. Damn, she is a lovely sight. “Apparently, Jason doesn’t think so. He basically told me to leave because he declared his love for you and wants to marry you, but not me. He’s not okay with the threesome stuff.”
She sits up straight and holds her hands out to her side, palms up. “When did this happen?”
I shrug my shoulders and shake my head. “Don’t know. But we know now.” My body and heart feel hollow.
“Hmpf,” she says with a quizzical look taking over her pretty face, lost somewhere in time.
“The truth is, Tamara,” I look her in the eyes and gulp down the fear building in my throat. “I love you and want to be with you forever.”
Her face doesn’t tell of any shock or dismay, just wonder. She’s silent, probably trying to figure out how to let me down easily. I don’t want that since my heart is fully invested in her. The first love I’ve had since Kelly.
She takes my hand while she scoots closer. “I love you, Ken.” Resting her head on my shoulder, she sighs softly and I wonder what she’s really thinking about. The smell of her freshly washed hair is intoxicating and I lean my head on hers to keep breathing it in.
Breathing her in. The smell and the sentiment cause my dick to start aching for some Tamara pussy. I rub a hand through her hair and lift my head from hers. She moves to sit back up and I catch a glimpse of her cleavage.
It’s enough to really get me going.
“Don’t worry about Jason,” she says with a lustful gaze. “He’ll come around at some point. But right now, it’s just you and me.” She kisses me lightly on the lips.
“You’re sure you're okay with this?” I ask, concerned about her wound.
“With it being in my shoulder, I’m lucky it didn’t hit an artery, or worse, my heart,” she stands and pulls me up with her. “Besides, the pain meds really take the edge off.” She smiles lazily with desire in her eyes.
“So, you’re saying that a little pain meds, goes a long way?” I laugh at her confusion.
She playfully smacks my arm and reaches up to kiss me. As she pulls her arm up and around my neck, she grunts a little.
“You sure about this?” I ask with a hint of demand in my voice, not wanting to cause her anymore pain.
“Yes, it’s just a flesh wound,” she smiles and reaches her hand down to massage the goliath in my pants. He rewards her touch, by getting harder. “Okay. I’ll stop if it gets too bad.”
I lean in and kiss her neck and play with a breast. I love when a woman doesn’t have a bra on. It makes it easier to get to her.
She bends down to the floor and begins to remove my pants. The massive entity flops in her face once they are down. She takes it gingerly, licking and causing it to throb even more. One, two, three licks and I sense the pre-come leak out.
Tamara takes my cock into her mouth and sucks, getting faster each time she glides over the tip. My body shivers with delightful tingles going up my spine. “Damn, this feels so good and I’ve missed you so much.”