The Start Of Something New Ch 02

I woke up the next morning with Jessica still asleep on top of me, her arm and leg sprawled over me. My body felt tight so I arched my back to stretch, which awoke her in the process. She leaned away, stretching herself while I sat up.

"Mmm, good morning," I heard her murmur beside me. I turned to her and couldn't help but smile as I saw her looking up to me, a sleepy smile spread over her 'waking-up' face. She was so beautiful. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

"Good morning," I whispered, moving to my side to face her. I ran my hand through her short hair, looking deep into her eyes. I knew it'd take every ounce of energy I had to pull myself out of this bed.

"What do you have planned today?" she asked, as her hand slowly drug across my side against my naked skin.

"I gotta do laundry," I groaned, which brought a chuckle out of her. "I hate doing laundry," I added, rolling to my back and yawning. She took his opportunity to wrap her arm around my waist and pull herself tight against me.

"I'll do your laundry for you," she said. "Just bring it over inna bit and I'll do it."

"You're too sweet," I said, "but it's ok. I can't have you doing my errands."

"I don't mind." Her voice was sweet, soft, angelic; it was hard to resist her offer.

"Well, if only you let me help you out with... whatever you may need?" I chuckled as I fumbled over my question.

"Sure. Just bring it by after lunch?" I nodded then sat up, climbing out of the bed. I stood there naked, having pulled the sheet off of both of us. I turned back to her and stared openly at her naked figure, admiring her smooth, soft skin. I felt the blood rise in my dick and, immediately, her eyes dropped from my face to my groin. "Well, look who's up," she remarked, winking at me.

"After lunch," I said, giving her a wink of my own before walking out of the bedroom.

"No fair!" she called out, getting up and chasing after me. I made it to the couch before she caught up to me, pushing me down onto the couch. Laughing, I crashed down against the couch facefirst, and she took no time straddling my lower back. She let up enough for me to turn over onto my back, before sitting down again, her sex pressed up against my hard cock. I could feel the moistness of her smooth pussy rubbing against my length. She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me passionately; lust seemed to seep from every pore in her body as she took control. She continued to grind her pussy against my length, her hands gliding across my chest. My hands went to her back, down to her ass where I cupped her flesh, guiding her through her own gyrations. Her lips parted from mine, a smirk on her face.

She reached under herself, gripping the base of my shaft while she slightly lifted her hips. Her eyes opened, locking onto mine, as she aligned my cock with her hole. She sank down, impaling herself onto my member, which brought a gasp from her. I shifted my weight, pushing up deep into her so I wouldn't slip out and moved into a sitting position. Her arms wrapped against my neck, her hands in my hair, gripping tight, while she began to slide up and down my dick. I moved my hands to her waist, helping her move up and down. Her eyes closed, her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she focused solely on the task at hand. She kept her pace even; sliding up slow, coming down quicker so that our flesh slapped against one another. Eventually, she began to quicken, her body dropping down harder on my dick. Her grip tightened on my hair, her gasps turned into moans; I felt her come down hard, quick, and push down with all her might. Her pussy gripped my cock and tightened, her body coming to an orgasm. Her body slumped against mine, a slight layer of sweat on her body.

I lifted her up off of me and helped her lie down onto the couch. I crawled between her legs, sliding my cock into her once again. I grabbed her waist and began to thrust into her; since she had just loosened up, I didn't bother going slow. I slid in and out of her, my balls slapping against her. Her left hand went to my right, taking a hold of it while her right went to her breast and played with her nipple. She bit down on her bottom lip again, moaning loudly as I heightened my pace.

"Oh baby," she moaned, "oh, Christopher." My name on her lips sounded nothing short of perfection.

I leaned down and kissed her softly on her chin. Her hands swooped up and took my face in her grip, pulling her mouth to mine. I kissed her hard while I kept my pace up. She moaned into my mouth, muttering something I couldn't make out. I pulled my mouth away, lifting myself to a better position. I quickened my pace, slamming into her with reckless abandon, feeling my balls tighten. She threw her head back, her mouth agape in a silent scream as another orgasm ripped through her. As it lingered, she let out a moan when I pulled out of her. I gripped my cock quick and jerked off, sending thick streams of cum across her stomach. One of the spurts even roped across her left breast; I had never shot so much before.

"Jesus," she let out, giggling as she looked down at her torso.

"Sorry," I whispered, out of breath and my body sweating.

"Nothing to be sorry for," she said, wrapping her arms around me. I hugged her the best I could without pressing my body against her. She noticed and laughed, trying to pull me down. "Come on! It's YOUR mess, sir!"

I laughed in return, trying to pull away. She relented and I stood up, reaching down to help her to her feet. She lifted herself up and kissed me on the lips softly. When she pulled away, she just stared at me for a few seconds. It felt like she was struggling with words, so I decided to help her out.

"Is there something you want to say?" I asked, obviously aware that she did.

"I know this is sudden but," she looked down to her feet, then back up to my eyes. "I know this is sudden but I feel very strongly about you."

I smiled. "I would hope so after last night and this morning."

She took my hand in hers. "Last night, you said you didn't want this to be a brief fling." She paused. I waited for her to continue. "Did you mean that?"

I nodded. "Yes. The way I see it now, umm..." I prayed my next words didn't get me laughed out of her apartment. "I see it, we're together now."

Her face lit up with a bright smile. She leapt into me, pressing our bodies together in a tight hug. I caressed her back while she held me close. "I'm perfectly fine with that!" she exclaimed. She pulled away, then giggled at the sight of my stomach now smeared with my cum. I looked down and grimaced, then followed with a shrug.

"I'll just go home and shower, babe," I said. "I'll text you when I'm going to get lunch, ok?"

"Yes, ok," she said, still grinning and glowing. I kissed her quickly on the cheek, before I threw my clothes on. "Make sure you toss those into the dirty pile!" I laughed at her comment.

"Go on and shower, I'm gonna head to my place." She nodded as I made my way to her door. I let myself out, making sure not to open it wide enough for someone to get a peek at her. Before I shut her door, I locked the handle so that she didn't have to worry about it. I walked to my door and dug the key out of my pocket, unlocked my door and went inside. On the countertop was my wallet, keys and my cellphone. I couldn't help but laugh as I shut my door and locked it behind me.

"Fucking kidding me," I muttered as I set the spare down next to the others. I grabbed my phone and took it with me to the couch, flipping it open to see if anyone had called. To my surprise, I had 5 missed calls from an unknown number, as well as 2 voicemails. I furrowed my brow, wondering who had been trying to get a hold of me so badly. I dressed down, threw my dirty clothes into the hamper and walked into my bathroom. Setting the phone down, I turned on the shower and jumped in. The hot water felt incredible against my skin, washing away the signs of the events from earlier.

In the shower, I reflected back about what had happened. About how amazing it had been to be with her; how quickly we had connected; how quickly I felt comfortable with her, around her. My phone went off, buzzing loudly, snapping me out of my reverie. I turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing my towel quick to dry my hand. I snatched my phone up and hit talk, then brought it to my ear. In my haste, I didn't check the number.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hi." My jaw dropped. My heart sank. It was 'her'.

"Yes?" I asked, my voice dead of emotions. The last person I wanted to hear from was Beth.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing?" she asked, her voice polite. I wanted to laugh.

"Me? I'm terrific. You?" My voice had a nasty tone to it. I wanted her to hear the venom in my words.

"I'm ok, just sitting here at home. I was looking at some pictures of us and it got me thinking about how much I've missed you." That line there did it; I laughed into the phone.

"Oh, you missed me? Really?"

"Yes!" I could hear the pain in her voice.

"What do you want? I just stepped out of the shower and I've got plans."

"I'm sure you do. Listen, could I come over for a few so we could talk?"

"No." I hung up the phone and set it down, then began to dry myself off. Not ten seconds later, my phone was ringing again. I let the towel go and grabbed the phone, answering it. "Hello?" I asked.

"Chris!" Beth yelled, her voice obviously angry. "I'm coming over right now."

"Good luck getting in."

"I'll just buzz everyone until someone lets me in. If I got to be difficult, I'll be difficult. Would be better if you just let me come up."

I sighed. I didn't want to deal with this, not right now. "Okay," I relented, groaning with disapproval. "Hurry up, please. I have plans at lunch." I hung up the phone and walked into my bedroom, getting myself dressed. My happiness from earlier had faded and I was nothing short of miserable. I turned on my television, hoping to find something to brighten my mood, but nothing appealed to me. When my buzzer went off, I stood up and walked over to it. I pressed the 'Open Gate' button and then opened my door, standing at the doorway.

Beth quickly made her way up, wearing a short white skirt that showed off her tanned legs, followed by a halter top, which exposed a lot of cleavage. She had loved being tanned and, in all honestly, it looked like she had recently went to the tanning salon. Her dark blonde hair fell past her shoulders in curls. She had worn beach shoes and her white purse hung over her left shoulder. She came to me and smiled, extending her arms out. "Don't I get a hug?" she asked.

"No," I replied, nodding inside. "Come on, let's make this quick." As Beth made her way inside, Jessica's door opened and she stepped out, freshly showered with a bag of trash while she held a bad of trash. She caught Beth walking in and, immediately, I could see the hurt in her eyes. I tried to think of something I could do to reassure her, but all I could do was smile. She smiled back, but I could tell she had the wrong idea. I stepped inside, shut the door and walked into the bathroom, where I had left my phone.

"So, how've you been?" Beth called out as I opened my phone's keyboard and immediately began typing out a message.

"I've been ok, you?" I called out as I sent Jessica a message: -It's Beth. Don't worry.- I shut my phone and slipped it into my shorts pocket, then walked into the living room. Beth had sat down onto the couch and was surfing the Netflix queue. I walked into the kitchen and took out 2 bottles of water, shut the door and made my way over to her.

"Same ole, same ole," she replied, stopping at some movie I had never heard of before. "Seen it?"

I looked to the screen as I handed her a bottle. "No, I've not. Look, what do you want?" I asked, my tone one of disinterest. I wanted her out of here as soon as possible.

She pointed at me; more correct, she pointed at my crotch. "That," she said, grinning while looking right at me. "I've been thinking about that all day. I need it. I miss it."

I stared at her, then began to laugh. "Get the fuck out of here," I said, unable to contain my laughter. "You came here, thinking I would fuck you? Are you serious?"

She stood up and walked right up to me. I took a step back as she tried to lean in, which only upset her more. I felt my phone go off in my pocket. "You're the one who's half-dressed!" In my defense, I was in shorts and a tanktop, opting to wait before putting on a shirt.

"No I'm not!" I protested. Quicker than I could react, she reached down and grabbed the waistband of my shorts, then yanked them down, taking my boxers in the process. She looked down at my limp cock, which I hurriedly covered with my hands. "BETH!" I yelled, kneeling down to pull my boxers and shorts back up. "Get the fuck out of here, I'm serious." I walked to the door and opened it.

Beth, infuriated, grabbed her purse and stormed over to me. "FINE! FUCK YOU CHRIS. PIECE OF SHIT MOTHERFUCKER!"

I rolled my eyes and waited for her to leave. "Goodbye, Beth," I said, my tone sarcastic.

"I came over here to do you a favor, and you're seriously going to reject me? Pffft. Fuck you. You had a good thing and you let it slip away."

I nodded and said, "I know, Beth. Goodbye, Beth." She stormed away, going on and on about how much of an idiot I was and how I would never find pussy like hers. A few of my neighbors poked their heads out of their doors - Jessica, included - while I just waved goodbye to Beth. Once she had left the premises, I turned and walked into my apartment, shutting the door behind me.

All I felt was anger and disappointment; anger at myself for believing that Beth could actually behave, since she's been unable to do that for the last few months. I didn't know what to do, I felt so lousy. My phone went off and I wanted to throw it. Grabbing it out of my pocket, I saw I had 2 unread texts. I hit the 'Messages' and found they had both come from Jessica.

The first one simply said: -I trust you. :)- while the second one read: -What the hell is going on?-

I really didn't feel like explaining it, so I just threw my phone at the couch, then stormed into my bedroom and slammed the door. I felt drained and it wasn't even 10am yet. I just fell onto my bed and lied there on my stomach, staring at the wall, wondering why I had let this happen. Why did I give Beth the benefit of the doubt that she would actually behave?

At some point, I drifted off to sleep, because I suddenly woke up as I heard a knock on my door. I wiped my face and looked at the time, surprised it now read 12:48pm. "Shit," I muttered, standing up and stretching. I walked out of the room and into the living room, where whoever was at the door knocked again.

I opened the door, not even bothering to check to see who it was. I looked sleepily at Jessica, who wore a concerned expression. "You okay?" she asked. She quickly stepped inside as I took a step back and shut the door behind her.

"Yeah, I just fell asleep," I slowly replied, dragging myself to the couch. I plopped down and Jessica sat beside me, her hand on my arm, as I grabbed my phone and opened it. Once again, I had missed calls from Beth, as well as voicemails. There was also the unread messages icon from earlier. I chose that first.

"I texted you but you never replied."

"Yeah, I didn't want to be near my phone." My tone was sharp and I didn't mean to be to Jessica; I was hoping she would understand. "I just want her out of my fucking life," I added, leaning back against the couch and closing my phone. I didn't want to deal with it right now, or ever. Jessica took this opportunity to curl up right next to me and wrap her arm around my chest, pulling herself close to me.

"I'm sorry, baby," she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. "I couldn't believe she did that."

I moved Jessica's arm from me and stood up, feeling my anger start to boil over. "SERIOUSLY!" I yelled, pacing back and forth. I squeezed my phone in my hand until my knuckles went white, then clenched my teeth tight. I wanted to throw it, but I didn't want to break it. Instead, I exhaled and lobbed in at the kitchen, where it clattered against the ground. I turned back to Jessica. "I cannot believe she had the fucking NERVE to come into here, like she owns the fucking place. Tries to get me to FUCK her, then blows up when I reject her!"

Jessica's expression was one of bewilderment at these turn of events. "Wait, she wanted to have sex?!" she asked, looking at me with a hint of resentment.

I turned to her and threw my hands up. "If I had known, I wouldn't have let her come over! She said she wanted to talk and, ugh, I believed her. She pulled my shorts down and tried to get at my dick, but I threw her out. THAT is what caused the blow up outside."

Jessica stood up then. "So, you didn't have sex with her then?" Her tone was one of slight disbelief, as if she needed proof.

"No, why in the hell would I?" I shook my head, feeling like I just couldn't shake the unpleasantness of Beth. It was as if her being here for not even ten minutes had plagued the entire apartment. I wanted to just clean the entire place, or get rid of it and start anew. Jessica came by then and wrapped her arms around me, and I realized that there was no other place I wanted to be than right there in her arms. I hugged her tight and kissed the top of her head, rubbing her back softly.

"Can we just run away?" I asked her, as we stood in place. I wanted to, right then and there, just pack up and move away from this city, this state, be done with it all.

"I'll go wherever you go," Jessica whispered. I lifted her face to mine, pressing her lips against mine for a slow kiss. I withdrew from her, giving her my best smile. Trouble was, I was still sour because of Beth. I plopped down onto the couch and sighed, rubbing my face with my hands. I felt Jessica settle down beside me. "Let's just watch a movie, to help cool you down."

I nodded. "Yeah, that'd probably be best," I said as I flicked on the television and began flipping through channels. I heard my phone buzzing in the kitchen. "Goddammit," I muttered, but Jessica quickly stood up, went and grabbed it for me.

"Some unknown number," she said, then handed it to me. I waved it off.

"Nah, answer it."

Jessica looked at me weird, then hit talk and brought the phone to her ear. "Umm, hello?" she asked, looking at me and shrugging. "No, this isn't Chris." I smirked. "No, he's busy. I can take a message?" She paused, then her jaw dropped.

"PREGNANT?!" she nearly yelled as she quickly turned to me.