Bryce Finley and I (Kyle Worth) went to High School and college together, and in college were fraternity brothers. I was always the "Most Likely To Succeed," while Bryce was "Most Likely To End Up In Jail." One reason that I was voted "Most...Succeed" was because both in High School and college I ran businesses and actually employed classmates.
By the time that we were both 28 Bryce had two failed businesses and was on his third and almost went to jail for income tax evasion, but fortunately did avoid stir so he didn't live up to his "Most Likely..." moniker. I was grateful that I had lived up to my moniker and was a successful entrepreneur and the top volunteer fundraiser for the Police Boys & Girls Club in our metropolitan area.
I was in better physical shape than I had been in High School or college while Bryce was -- well, let's just say he wasn't.
Bryce did have something over me; he was married to Gail Finley nee Preston.
Gail is a perfect example of guys having different tastes in women. Gail is short, thin, with an A cup, and average hair. She does have a pretty face, but other women with faces just as pretty don't turn me on much. Her eyes are exceptional and she has the ability when she looks at you to cause you to believe that she's looking into your soul. Anyway, whatever the reason -- it may even be pheromones for all that I know -- I am hopelessly enamored with Gail. At the time that I was 28:
I would walk over hot goals to get to suck Gail's nipples.
I would fight an alligator to get to suck and lick Gail's clitoris.
I would trade a year of my life to get to fuck Gail.
Pathetic, right; especially since I'm married to Evelyn, who well more than 50% of guys would probably think is sexier than Gail. Also Evelyn is sweet, nice to everyone, and is smart and personable. We never fight and have a relationship of mutual respect.
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For my story to make any sense I need to go into the history of my relationship with Evelyn, and she with Bryce.
Evelyn was from a poor family, and was able to attend college only because she had a full need scholarship. However, even that left her with no money for things that room and board and tuition didn't cover. Early my freshman year I put up an advertisement for my college business at the Student Center and she was one of the first people to apply.
Evelyn is really good looking and personable, although at least at that time she lacked self-confidence. It was a no-brainer to hire her. She was an excellent employee who worked ten-fifteen hours a week. I paid well enough so that gave her all of the spending money that she needed, although still not enough to go home on Holidays.
I don't really know how Bryce got into the college we attended. I know that his grades and board scores probably weren't up to snuff, but he did have some relatives who were alumni, and he is very personable and probably made an excellent impression in an interview, so maybe that was it. Anyway, he was industrious enough to just scrape by.
Bryce met Evelyn through me at the start of our sophomore years. They seemed to hit it off and started dating shortly after they met. By the start of their junior years they seemed to be inseparable and heading toward marriage after college. Then, near the end of their junior years they broke up.
At the time I was not sure exactly why they broke up. Bryce and Evelyn both changed their stories about it several times. The story that I ultimately chose to believe was that since Bryce was on academic probation Evelyn was afraid that he would flunk out, or if he didn't he'd never make it in business, and given her background of poverty she needed to avoid that with a passion.
Although I believe that it was Evelyn's choice to break up, that didn't mean that she didn't take it hard. She was a good friend of mine, not just an employee, and I gave her a male shoulder to cry on. While I empathetically listened to all of her troubles the one that hit me the hardest was that her parents had been evicted from their apartment and she had no home to go to over the summer, and the job she thought that she had in her home town fell through. I became her white knight.
"Evelyn, in the summer I really ramp up my business, and I need a full time employee. Why don't you work for me full time this summer?"
Evelyn wasn't as taken aback by my suggestion as I might have thought, which led me to believe she was hoping that I'd ask her. After a pause she said "But I don't have any place to live."
"Let me call my parents," I said. "They have a big house and my twin brothers are graduating college and at least one of them already has a job in another city, so we would have room."
"Do you mean it?" she asked, on the verge of tears.
"Let me inquire; I can't promise anything, but I don't see why not."
"Uh...you're not expecting me to...uh...I'm embarrassed to ask this...uh...sleep with you, are you?" she stammered.
I chuckled. "My parents are overly religious and strict, and even though I do not share their outlook on life I can assure you that the possibility of us 'sleeping' together in their house is between none and slim, and Slim just left town."
I called my mother up that same night, she got dad on the phone with her, I told her about Evelyn's situation, and once I assured them that we were not romantically or sexually involved (I told them both terms; even though they didn't distinguish between them, I did) they were on board. "I've always wanted a female around to discuss girl stuff with," was my mother's parting quip.
Evelyn was a great employee, good enough so that I ended up paying her per hour twice what I paid the three other summer employees I had (all part-time). Her extra pay also because I knew that she really needed the money for school and was sending some to her still homeless parents. My mother absolutely loved having Evelyn around and took her out shopping enough so that by the time that school was about to start up her wardrobe was ten times as nice, and extensive, as it used to be. At first Evelyn was embarrassed by my mother's largess but when I pointed out to her how happy it made my mother, and how easily my parents could afford it, she humbly accepted the clothing.
At school I had dated pretty extensively, but had no steady girlfriend. At home during the summer I did go out on a few dates, but since I felt bad about leaving Evelyn at home since she didn't know anybody in my home town (except Bryce, who she was avoiding) and didn't have transportation, I usually took her along to outings and parties. Because of how good-looking and nice she is she was often hit on, but so politely as to almost be obeisant turned away all comers.
Evelyn and I really liked each other but there didn't seem to be a romance spark despite the fact that we were together all summer. After the first month it was apparent to me that my mother would be very happy if we ended up in a romantic relationship -- as long as there was no sex before marriage (lol).
Things took a turn the last weekend before we were to return to school (on the coming Thursday). My parents were helping my one older twin brother who had been living with us that summer, but had now gotten a job out-of-state, move. Evelyn and I were alone for the first time that Friday night, and would be through Sunday night.
The previous Wednesday Evelyn had gone to a doctor's appointment; I let her use my car. She never said what it was about, and I never asked. That Friday night we ordered in Chinese and Evelyn was more insistent than I had ever seen her that we watch a DVD that she had purchased. I was cool with it since I wasn't really keen on going out anyway.
After we took a walk in the neighborhood to digest our food we sat in our parent's in-home theater (like I said, they're wealthy) and Evelyn put the DVD in and sat next to me, leaning her head against my shoulder even though we were in theater seats. I didn't recognize it until we were about twenty minutes into the movie that it was soft porn. I gulped when the first vivid sex scene came on, and had unwelcome activity at my crotch. Despite the fact that it was fairly dark in the room Evelyn noticed. How do I know that she noticed? -- because she rubbed her hand over my tented crotch.
When I looked at Evelyn with must have been an expression that was probably somewhere between surprise, bewilderment, and lust, she kissed me lightly on the lips and staring into my eyes said "You were never going to make the first move, so I will."
With that she stood up, started stripping somewhat in sync with the music from the movie, and once she was naked stood me up.
Her premeditation -- if I had any doubt that that was what it was -- was confirmed when suddenly two exercise mats were extracted from the second row of seats and placed on the floor, and then she moved my hands to her boobs and started passionately kissing me.
As earlier indicated, Evelyn is a very attractive woman, both in looks and personality, so I quickly disrobed. Soon we were prone on the mats mauling each other. After a few minutes of that she moaned "Fuck me; please fuck me."
"I...I...don't have a condom," I stuttered.
"I got my Depo-Provera shot Wednesday, and you know that we're STD clear," she mumbled, as she grabbed my cock and moved it to her vaginal vestibule.
Our first fuck was sweet; really, really sweet. Despite our apparent lust we were measured in our mating, not animalistic. Our orgasms were virtually simultaneous, extended, and serene. When we regained our wits we went up to my bedroom and spent the rest of the weekend getting as well acquainted sexually as we were in normal life.
