It happened one chilly October night. I always liked the company of my dads friends. They had a sense of comfort and caring to them I liked. There was one that I partially favored more than the others. He was medium height maybe two inches taller than my 5'8. He had black soft hair that every time I saw him his hair was that wind blown way I found attractive.
Jake was his name. He was happily married or so he appeared to be. When we would get time alone to talk he would tell me his feelings about his wife. He thought she was cheating and using him just for the great paying job he got her. He explained over time his love for his wife Alana was fading away. He didn't want a lot of people to know but he trusted me. Why? I truly don't know.
Well this October night we were having a small birthday party for me. I turned 21 today. Jake was their with some of his friends and they were drinking happily while sharing their recent encounters with some hot women at the club in town. Jake didn't seem very interested but he kept his best guest face on. When he finally broke away he walked over towards me and worked up a conversation.
"Jesse! Hey happy birthday! 21 feels different doesn't it?" Jake said with a smile while offering me a Shocktop beer.
"Yeah, doesn't seem very different. Only I'm able to drink and go on to bigger and better things. Thanks for the beer." I said as I took the Shocktop tasting the apple in the beer.
"Sometimes its like that. My wife Alana and me we finally got the divorce I was hoping for. She wasn't sad. She admitted to cheating on me with several guys. But I'm not going to ruin your fun Jesse!"
"No its ok Jake. Your not ruining my fun. I'm always here if you want to talk. You know that."
I loved how Jake gave me the short nickname Jesse for Jessica. Let me tell you a bit about my self. For 21 I wasn't what I called 'model perfection' but I had a nice rack that attracted guys. I was a runner slim with flat stomach. Long legs for a runner gave me my height. I had a couple of boyfriends but I never really settled down with one. They all seemed to want sex and just sex. I wanted a relationship with a real man. Not a boy. I had told Jake about my feelings about my failed relationships he seemed to understand very well what I meant.
After a few hours the party was over and my family left and so did Jakes friends. Jake and I were the only ones left in the big open barn. Jake smiled and turned on the radio to a soft loving music.
"Jesse I must say you have grown into a beautiful young lady. Might I have this dance?"
"Yes." I replied back. I looked into Jakes eyes. He had light blue eyes that matched his personality. His strong clenched into a grin as I took his hand.
The music played as Jake slowly moved his hand to rest of my lower back. He put his head on my shoulder and sang along softly to the song. He smelled wonderful. Manly, yet with a hint of sophistication to him.
"Jake? Is it wrong that I don't want to go to college?" I asked.
"No not at all sweety. College is a game. Barely anybody makes it. Plus who will I talk to or go to a bar with every friday night? Nobody." He said as he looked me in the eyes and moved a piece of hair back behind my ear. I loved how he stared at me but I really wanted to know did he even like me as a sexual partner. He was the only guy I wanted to make love to and actually stay with. I needed the courage to ask.
The song ended and he went and sat down on the bench and slowly put his head into his hands and closed his eyes. He was praying. This shocked me because of such a tough guy he looked like he had a soft side. I sat down beside him and put my hand on his broad shoulder. I desired to see him naked. Just once with me.
"Jesse..I must admit something. I'm attracted to you. Your the most gorgeous woman I've ever meant. You've got everything. I know your faithful. You want a serious relationship and your more mature than any other 21 year old girls I know. I'm 34 younger than your dad but older than any guy you've ever dated. Now that I've said this...what do you think?"
"Jake I must say I've felt the same about you. I always wanted to be with you. When you were talking about your wife and how wrong she treated you it hurt me to see you in that much pain. To be honest when we got on the topic of sex half of the time my fantasy's were about you. You don't know how many times I've went home and just by your touch I've masturbating as if you were touching me." I said shyly and felt my cheeks heat up and I'm pretty sure they were red.
"Jesse I've went home and rubbed one off because of the time when we were in the ocean and your bikini top came off and you ran into my arms and I felt your tits against my chest. God that felt good. When I gave you my shirt to wear I could tell your nipples were hard. You wanted me badly at that time." Jake dropped his hand onto my lower back and put the other in my lap slowly moving his hand to the bottom of my red cocktail dress.
"Jake not here. Let's go inside. To finish this."