This is a direct sequel to Ch. 01. I highly recommend reading the first chapter if you want to better understand the plot and read more detailed physical descriptions of some of the characters. Enjoy!
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The powerful Phoenix sun fought its way through the curtains in Mayaâs room and I slowly began opening my eyes. The previous nights events came hurdling back to me as I realized I was naked and wrapping an equally naked Maya in a tight embrace. I extricated myself from her slowly, stopping to survey her sleeping body briefly.
Her curly, light brown hair was everywhere and it covered a good portion of her sleeping face. As I pulled back the covers I drank in Mayaâs gorgeous body. She lay on her stomach so I wasnât able to appreciate her impressive abs or her smaller, but pert breasts. I ran my eyes along her tattooed covered sides and enjoyed her toned back. My eyes continued downward to where her large ass and muscular legs were on full display.
She groaned quietly and rolled over in her sleep, grabbing for the blankets that I had moved. I appreciated the view of her curves and flexing muscles. I bit my lip and managed to pull my eyes away from her, leaving her to sleep. I made my way to the bathroom to start my morning.
I examined myself in the mirror once I had closed the door. I was still naked from last nightâs activities. My blonde hair was a mess and I smiled, thinking to myself that my âsex hairâ was most definitely from sex. I cupped my 30C cup sized breasts up as I looked at my stomach. A little dehydration from our wine last night and a long nightâs sleep toned my core some. If I squinted hard I could almost convince myself that I could see a hint of my abs.
I pinched and prodded my body. I was in pretty good shape. Not as good of shape as when I was in the middle of my soccer career, but you could tell I took care of my health. I turned so I could see my back. I giggled as I saw the scratches Maya had left on my back last night. There were some on my large ass too and I sighed contentedly thinking of the orgasm Maya had given me last night.
I came back to earth a bit and tried to process what this meant for us. I felt we could still be friends, but I didnât see how we could just move on and ignore the night of lust and passion we had just shared. Not only that, but I didnât want to ignore it. I loved James and still wanted to marry him, but Maya had rocked my world last night and the orgasm she gave me obviously still lingered in my mind and body.
For some reason I didnât really feel guilty about it. Intellectually, I knew I had just cheated on James. Somehow, it just didnât feel that way. Maybe, because Maya was a girl, or because Maya and I were such close friends. I tried to think how I would feel if James did something similar with one of his close male friends. I couldnât get far into it as the absurdity of James fondling another manâs penis made me laugh.
The penis I had imagined James playing with reminded me suspiciously of Lukeâs from the picture Maya had shown me yesterday. I didnât usually judge solely based on size, but Lukeâs definitely captured my attention. It had been driven from my mind by the striking visage of Mayaâs body all day yesterday, but now I was alone with my thoughts, it came back. It reminded me strongly of my first ever boyfriend, Patrick, whom I had affectionately dubbed Trick.
We had been in the same grade through school and had both been top athletes at our small town high school. Admittedly, he had been more accomplished than me, and had gone on to a dual sport athletic scholarship at a big college in the south. Now, he was working his way through the ranks of professional baseball. I had been good enough to secure a scholarship to play soccer at a more regional university, the one where I met Maya.
Trick and I dated for a couple years in high school, starting the summer before sophomore year and ending the summer before senior year. He was kind, and I had great memories of us. We had parted on at least amicable terms. We both knew with our respective scholarship offers that things were not meant to last. Rather than prolong the agony, we cut things off. Trick became a bit of a playboy through our senior year, and whatever the reasons he may have had, it frustrated me. I later joked with friends that he was my next boyfriendâs best wingman, because his actions had led me to another sexual partner sooner than I otherwise might have.
Regardless, of how things ended, I enjoyed our time together. Not only because Trick was a good person, but because of our sexual exploration together. We were both virgins with no experience other than kissing. Almost all of our firsts came with the other. The thing that I remembered the most was the fact that Trick has a comically large penis. It honestly looks like a flesh colored cucumber, but maybe even thicker and longer. It took us more than one try to have sex the first time.
I would have needed to see Lukeâs penis in person, or ideally both of them together. âWow that would be a lot of fun,â I thought to myself and let my mind wander for a second.
To know for sure though if Lukeâs penis really was in Trickâs league I would have to see it. That would likely never happen though and I scolded myself. I should stop daydreaming about people who werenât my fiancĂ©.
I shook myself from my reverie and cleaned myself before leaving the bathroom. As I returned to Mayaâs room I saw her starting to wake up, she was stretching and wore a satisfied sleepy smile on her face.
âThere is my darling lover girl. You know, I had the most amazing dream that right before I fell asleep, you blew my mind with not one, but two orgasms.â She wiggled her eyebrows for effect and I laughed at her forwardness. Trust Maya not to beat around the bush.
I rejoined her in the bed. âWe should probably talk about that,â I stated somberly.
âYeah, yeah. James is great and we canât do it again. I know. I just want you to know that I had a lot of fun. Iâm glad it happened.â I searched her face for any traces of sarcasm. I couldnât find any and her sincerity soothed me.
âIâm glad it happened too, Maya,â I returned softly. I really was, it had been an amazing experience. âDonât think bad of me for saying this....â I trailed off, I knew I shouldnât finish that thought.
âWhat is it?â
âWell, I, I donât know..I just donât feel so bad about this I guess. I donât feel like I really cheated on him.â I was rambling. âI guess what Iâm trying to say is what James doesnât know wonât hurt him. And I donât think there was any harm done, and honestly...â this was the tough part and I wasnât sure I should say it out loud. âHonestly, I donât think it would be bad if it happened again...â I couldnât meet her eyes and I was ready for her to chastise me for wanting to be unfaithful.
âI know what youâre saying Cailyn. I feel the same sort of way.â I was so selfish. I had been so concerned about my own situation and had completely forgotten that Maya had a boyfriend as well! That realization quickly gave way to what else Maya implied. She would want to do this again sometime too? I felt my heart jump a little in excitement and I bit my lip to force back a smile.
I looked at her now. Her eyes were trained on my body and her fingers were absent-mindedly tracing my thigh. I drank in her marvelous looks again. Her hair was still disheveled and her face still bore the sleepy, satisfied expression it had when she first woke up. Her muscles, especially her abs looked even more defined with the help of morning dehydration. She was lying on her side next to me so I could just see the curve of her large derriere sticking out from her strong and toned legs.
She truly was a sight to behold. She seemed to notice my gaze and caught my eyes and blushed. We smiled at each other and no words were necessary as we shared our moment. It wasnât a loverâs moment, but it wasnât a best friend moment either. It was somewhere in between and I liked the idea that we could share that unique space and were on the same page about keeping other aspects of our lives as is.
A buzz on Mayaâ phone pulled us back to reality and she rolled over to check what it was.
âLuke just opened up the gym. Still wanna go?â Honestly, Iâd forgotten we had planned to go workout this morning. A nice sweaty session sounded like just the right thing for my psyche. Plus, I didnât hate the idea that this might lead to another shower with Maya.
âYeah, lets do it.â Maya patted my leg with a smile and tossed the covers aside and made her way to her closet to get ready. I stayed in bed to admire the view for a second before I made my way to my bag to find some workout attire.
I settled on a simple black pair of skintight workout shorts, a sports bra and old soccer shirt. I slipped on the tight shorts; they came about a half hand length past my ass cheek. Iâd grown accustomed to compression shorts during soccer and I liked them for any sort of exercise now. Once I had finished dressing I turned to see Maya.
Maya was wearing grey fitness leggings that clung to her toned legs and large ass. She sported a grey sports bra to match, leaving her impressive core on display. She looked straight off an instagram fitness page with her clothes and physique.
We left the apartment and made our way to Mayaâs car. We talked and joked with each other, easily sliding back into our friendly camaraderie. Maya made the short drive to the gym and parked the car in the nearly empty lot. We walked into the almost empty gym. I followed Maya as she went towards the young, handsome faced, and sandy haired blonde man seated at the front desk. He was writing something with his head down.
âHey Luke, miss me?â Maya flirtatiously caught his attention. Lukeâs extremely tan face broke into a wide grin and he raised his eyes to see her bouncing up to the desk.
âHey Maya! And that must make you Cailyn?â He looked past Maya and trained his bright blue eyes and wide smile at me.
âHiâ I gave a little wave and made my way to the desk with Maya and Luke.
Maya leaned over so Luke could give her a quick peck on the cheek and then he spoke to both of us. âYou guys pretty much have the run of the place, do whatever you like. We are gonna be pretty dead, people donât usually come in Saturday mornings.â
Maya gave his hand a quick squeeze and looked at him, âAre you gonna do anything?â She winked at me, I knew she was asking for herself as much as him.
He smiled. He seemed to know her reasoning as well. âYeah, Iâve just got a couple paperwork things to finish and then Iâm gonna work out a bit too.â
Maya wolf whistled and Luke and I laughed. She walked off towards the gym area and Luke shook his head ruefully. I followed her into the main training area and we discussed what we were going to do as we warmed up.
Maya ran me through a gauntlet of exercises. Our main focus was definitely the booty, just like Maya had promised yesterday. I had done most of the exercises that Maya had us doing, whether from my athlete days or on my own. I wasnât able to use as much weight as her, but I felt like I was holding my own. When we were well into our workout, Luke made his way out onto the training floor.
He was a lot taller than I had realized when he had been sitting down. He looked to be several inches taller than 6 foot. He was very well built and I could definitely see why Maya drooled over him. He wore athletic shorts and a t-shirt, and you could easily tell he was very muscular underneath. He moved with a smooth, athletic grace and I found myself stealing glances as our workouts progressed. One particular moment I watched him pick an impressive amount of weight off the floor in a deadlift. Maya caught me staring and smiled.
âImpressive isnât he?â