Fuck!!
I could easily become addicted to this. Tana was getting under my skin, her willingness and trust in me was really more than I was looking for. That first night had been unexpected. Last night while somewhat planned on my part had taken a couple of turns I hadn't expected.
To start I had expected at least a little pushback. Her perfect compliance was a issue for me, I didn't really like abusing her, I wasn't raised that way and this had been way more than a few slaps on the ass.
Then there was the whole blacking out, holy shit, scared the piss out of me.
At least I wouldn't have to see her for a few days, today, Sunday we were closed and she was working at the westside location on Monday.
I had walked her to her car and then come back upstairs, took a quick shower and crashed in the apartment. Now with the light of dawn coming in the dirty windows I was laying here running everything through my head.
My phone buzzed "Hey Bill, Last night was great. You just seem to be able to read me so well and push me the perfect amount to give the most pleasure. Looking forward to doing more." Tana texted.
Wow is all I could think, this girl is out there.
Curtis called across the gym "Damn Bill, That's like your fifth set of squats, you trying to hurt yourself?"
My mind was wandering, shit. I put the bar back and started a cool down walk not even admiring all the heavenly female flesh in the place on a Sunday afternoon.
I hit the showers and started to drive home still trying to figure out what I wanted to do. Yes the sex was amazing and fun, but could I continue to torture Tana? Did I even want to?
Typically I could get lost in a good workout, but today I hadn't been able to. If only there was someone I could talk to.
Pete my best friend and roommate was definitely out. His life consisted of video games, smoking pot, sports on tv and work. No insight would be coming from there.
It was the same with all my friends, there weren't a lot of early twenty year olds with experience with this kind of thing. Not to mention guys my age would be all "High fives and slaps on the back."
I pulled over and stared at a bunch of guys playing soccer, not really seeing them, but getting lost in the random movement.
I scrolled through my contacts hoping for someone to come to mind.
Jessica.
Jessica was my twin sister, three minutes older than me and reminded me of that fact every chance she got. Also probably the only person I knew who would listen to me and not judge or freak out and just maybe have some good advice.
I hit the button. Shit voice mail "Hey Jess, it's your little brother, give me a call please."
I stared at the yellow and green shirts weaving around each other.
My phone rang startling me out of my daze.
"What's up little bro." Jessica greeted me.
"I've got a moral dilemma, a girl thing." I stammered.
Jessica chuckled "Yeah what else is new? Okay tell big sis all about it."
I was really wishing that I could have been face to face with her but she was fifteen hundred miles away, going to school in Florida.
I ran through what had happened in the last week, glossing over the details.
Jess was quiet for a few minutes "The way I see it you have two, no three choices.
1, you can do nothing, just keep letting your urges and random chance run your life.
2, you can just cut whatever this is off.
3, you can sit down with this girl, Tana is it? and talk about it, see if it's something that you both are getting something from."
Now it was my turn to quietly think.