The third major blip of my adult sex life - Ann, the redo
A/N - Thank you for joining me on this journey of love, lust, romance, and hopefully amazing sex. This series will include some Sapphic love as well as a small, very small trust of heterosexual. Our protagonist will also engage in some consensual
light
BDSM.
If you are not interested in these topics, I thank you for your time and wish you well. For those still here with us, I hope you enjoy this jaunt.
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I got in my car, turned it on and sat there for a moment. I changed the radio station to 100.7 Boston's Classic Rock just listening, but really not. I was mentally distracted and very upset at myself.
I thought to myself, what a fucking mess this is going to be for the next few months while waiting to start medical school. Thank god Aaron was pursuing his Ph.D. I wouldn't be around him for much longer.
Don't fucking ask me why but I reached into my purse, pulled out my phone and sent a text.
'You were right Ann. When can I see you?'
I put my phone back in my purse, pulled out of the Alewife parking garage and headed home.
****End of Chapter 2****
There is nothing better than a great kiss to help eliminate a regretful mistake. Believe me, well you do not have to believe me but the perfect kiss feels good to me. A perfect kiss lights my soul on fire and warms me all over. A perfect kiss can help eliminate and wash away the mistake I made.
I woke up hearing the sounds of great music coming from my phone. Sadly I woke up on a Saturday alone in my bed with a shroud of regret and a level of utter irritation that exceeds my norm.
I walked to the bathroom, sat on the toilet and peed. I finished washing my hands and crawled back into my bed all without turning the lights on. I felt like crap, I am certain I looked like crap and I didn't want to look at myself.
No I wasn't sick, I wasn't sore. Aaron had a nice cock, but it wasn't
that
big. He wasn't too quick but he sure as hell didn't raise the bar to the point of "Fuck yes! I will do
you
again." I still like a man who knows how to fuck. Aaron didn't and wasn't a future.
I knew better; fuck I knew better.
When "Turn the Page" finished playing, I rolled back out of bed, grabbed a pair of panties and a camisole then walked to the shower. I needed this washed off of me. Yeah, a good shower will do the trick, or so I thought.
I washed my hair, and tried to scrub away the thought of him cumming on my chest not only from my mind but from my body as well. The body washing was easy, wiping that from my mind was ... well whatever!
Okay, lesson learned, time to refocus. I turned off the shower, dried off, and slipped into my panties and cami. A small amount of lavender essential oils would make all the difference, just a bit on my chest so I would relish in it most of the day.
I got dressed, just jeans and a top, grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys then left mom and dad a note letting them know I was running out to lunch and then a little shopping at the Burlington Mall.
My lunch was nothing amazing, just salad and a small sandwich. I drove to the mall to window shop and just stroll with a cup of coffee. I pulled into the parking lot finding a spot near the Nordstrom entrance.
I lingered a bit in the bedding then made my way to the lingerie department. I felt my phone vibrating and heard it ringing in my pocket.
Oh damn I shivered. "Hi Ann!" God I sounded like an eager slut. Damnit.
"Hi slut. How was that big dick last night? I laughed when I read your text."
She started laughing at me.
I exhaled in a defeated huff. "Go ahead, I deserve it."
I could hear her laughing in the background. She stopped laughing then said. "I told you, you should have come home with me. I would still have you bent over, bound and fucking your cunt."
I felt like saying it would have been better than him, but I didn't want to kiss and tell. Oh god that sounded so good. My mind was churning and my blood was rushing through my veins. God the mental image that flashed in my mind.
I whispered. "I doubt it slut, you on the other hand would still be bound, gagged and begging for me to stop fucking your sore cunt. Slut."
I made my way to the closest exit of Nordstrom's walking to the main area of the mall. Once out in the public area where there wasn't a crowd or people within earshot, I asked. "What are you doing tonight? Are you taking me out for drinks?"
God that sounded so needy.
"Hmm I had plans but I can cancel, for you."
"You shouldn't do that."
"Yes I should." She sounded so reassuring.
We continued chatting about nothing. She kept asking how bad my night was but I didn't let on. I walked the mall, coming to stop at a Mom & Pop coffee shop. We continued chatting as I got my coffee and walked out of the store. I continued strolling the mall as Ann and I hemmed and hawed about where to meet and what to do.
"What about a glass of wine and playing it by ear. Somewhere close to your apartment in Waltham?" God damnit I sounded needy, truth be told, fuck I was hot for Ann.
I was hoping she understood my suggestion. Yes sometimes it does suck living with my parents. Then again, then understand I am a twenty-four years old sexual woman. They have never been unkind when I brought someone home. Not that there have been that many.
"Ok let's meet at the Copper House Tavern. From there we can decide where to go."
Hmm I was getting all warm inside.
"Do you know where it is?" She paused, teasing me a bit. "It is walking distance from my apartment."