Things were going good between the three of us. Sam backed off and Teagan and I started seeing more and more of each other. I was really starting to like her. Winter break came and she was leaving town for ten days with the family to celebrate Christmas in California.
I tried to stay away from the house. I went to the gym to work out or to the bar to play pool with some of the guys I knew in town. Sam kept to herself and did her own thing. Being without Teagan was hard for me. I was really into her, might have been falling for her.
I came home late one night to a quiet house after I had hit the gym. I went in and didn't think anyone was home. I checked in Sam's room to see if she was there. I should have knocked but I didn't think any different. Sam must have thought she was going to be alone for a while too. She was on her stomach facing the wall, knuckles deep in her cunny getting herself off.
I stopped and watched. Just for a second before I backed out and left the door just the way I found it. I slipped into my room and tried to get the devious thoughts out of my head. Couldn't get that little cunt out of my head with her little fingers buried deep inside. It was clear to see the dating scene wasn't working out for her at this point.
I shook myself trying to get myself to stop thinking about it. Maybe a beer would fix the problem. I walked out of my room to see Sam bent over in the fridge looking for something. She was still naked from the waist down, everything on full display, just a shirt covering her. I cleared my throat as I sat down in the chair still looking at Sam.
"Hey Jake," she said. Never changing her position as she spoke.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"Who else would it be?"
"Sam, could you, you know?"
"What, cover myself? It isn't anything you haven't seen before."
"Yeah, but you know how I am. I can't help myself."
"That's your problem," she sassed. Reached back and softly patted her ass with both hands to tease me further.
"Sam, come on."
"What, am I getting to you?"
"I have no self-control, you know that. My cock tells my brain to do things."
"What's it saying right now?" she asked coyly.
"Filter," I said.
"Hmmm, that bad," she growled. "Is it telling you how nice it would be to sink that wonderful cock of yours into this?" Fingers pointing at her cunny now. "How wet it is right now, hmmm, you know what I just did?"
"I don't want to know."
"Not only do you know, but you saw it. I saw your shadow on the wall. I wish it was your cock in there instead of my fingers."
"Dam it Sam, stop!"
"Awe, poor Mr. Basketball hasn't gotten any and he's all worked up." She turned and walked towards me. Propped her foot up on the chair right between my legs displaying herself to me as she did.
"You could just get a quickie from me. What would it hurt?"
I was stuck on the open cunt looking me in the face. My cock straining in my pants as she leaned into me now.
"So soft and tight and wet, just waiting for a cock to fill it." Her hand touched my cock now.
I gasped at the sudden touch. My brain was telling me to run but I was stuck. I was running in place like a cartoon character.
She dropped herself on my lap now. Her cunt right on my cock as she ground herself into me.
"Fuck me Jake, you know you want too."
Her lips covered mine before I could tell her no. Dam it, I found myself kissing her back as she quickly used her hands to pull the waist band of my sweat pants down. They rolled down just far enough to let my cock spring free. Sam quickly pressing herself down on it. I felt myself penetrate her as she rocked her hips pressing me deep into her so easily.
"No Sam," I gasped. "You have to stop."
I weakly tried to push her off but she locked her legs around the chair and ground her pussy down hard. I felt the tight wetness of her cunny as she rocked her hips.
"Fuck, cumming," Sam yelped suddenly. Her cunt clamped on my cock as she rocked her hips. I felt it milking my cock bringing raw pleasure to me. Think my brain cried out. Think you stupid son of a bitch, think!
"Fuck," I cried.
I did the only thing I could do. Pushed my feet hard on the floor and pressed deep into her. Sam moaned with pleasure. It wasn't the intended result. I felt my back press hard into the chair now as it started to tip back on two legs. Kept driving my legs into the floor until the momentum did what I had intended to do. The chair tipped us both over and we crashed to the floor with a loud thud.
The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and looking up at the ceiling. I must have knocked myself out as my eyes circled the room. Or was the room circling me? Shit, I lifted my head and saw Sam placing a cold wet towel over my head. She was still sitting over me and still half naked. I could at least feel my pants were covering me again.
Nothing was said. I wanted to explode on her but my head hurt so fucking bad I couldn't muster the energy to even whisper.
"I'm sorry," Sam sobbed. "I can't believe I did that."
I just lay there with the towel over my head. It must have been ten minutes before I finally got the strength to stand. The room spun again as I stumbled back to my room. Sam was right on my tail still crying and saying she was sorry.
"Just go," I managed to say as I found my bed.
She left the room as I passed out again.
I woke up with the worst headache I had ever had. Last night seemed like a blur as I stumbled to the bathroom and got some aspirin from the cabinet. I made my way to the kitchen and got some juice to swallow the pills.
"Sam," I called. Nothing. She was gone.
I remembered it was Monday. I quickly found my phone and went to call work. There were a few texts from Teagan. Fuck, I missed her call and texts. I called work and said I had fallen out of a chair and had a concussion so I wouldn't be in today.
I dialed Jenny on her cell.
"Hello?" came the tired answer from Jenny.
"I need help," I croaked.
"Jake?" she questioned.
"Yeah, it's me."
"Do you know what time it is?" she sighed.
"Yeah, it's a little after 8, why?"
"Where you're at, it's 5 out here."
"Shit, I'm sorry, I didn't even think about that."
"Well, you got me up. What do you need?"
"I need help Jenny. You know I wouldn't call if it wasn't important."
"With what?"
"I don't know where to start."
"Hey Jake." she stopped me.
"Yeah."
"Can I call you back in like 20 minutes or something?" she asked. "I need to wake up a little bit before I can focus on you."
"Sure, I guess," I sighed.
"I promise I will call you back. I just need some coffee."
"Ok," I relented.
The phone rang 20 minutes later just like she promised. I started telling her everything that happened. All the way back to the high school graduation party right up to last night.
"It seems the big issue is between you and Sam," she said.
"It took six years of college for you to come to that conclusion? I'm in the wrong line of work if it's that easy."
"Jake," she said calmly. "Don't get agitated with me, you're the one with the problem. I'm only here to offer advice and try to help."
"I'm only half the problem. The other half isn't here at the moment."
"I'm aware of that," she sighed. "Is she willing to speak with me?"
"I tried to get her to talk a few weeks ago but she brushed it off."
"Well, let's work on you for the time being. You and Sam are just one issue. It seems you have some sort of sexual compulsion issue that leads you to do these things. I know how you are with girls."
"I'm trying to leave that part of me behind. I was doing good until last night."
"It sounds like you still resisted even when you gave in. That's something positive to take away from everything."
"What should I say to Teagan? I don't want to ruin everything I have with her."
"Jake, you have to tell her the truth. And you can't place all the blame on Sam either. You didn't defuse the situation and were just as guilty as she was in the whole event."
"Fuck," I sighed. "She's going to hate me. She won't understand."
"Jake, you have to man up to it and tell her. She may very well hate you but you don't want to live behind a lie. What if you two get really serious and this comes out later on? It's better to get this out of the way now and hope she can forgive you."
"Yeah, unfortunately you're right. Dam it, why do I get myself into these situations?"
"I know I'm right, I have the degree," she chuckled. I smiled a little at that one.
"Your compulsive behavior gets you into these situations. You have a way with people which opens the door for you to feed your compulsion."
"How do I fix it?"
"There are a lot of treatment options, medication, therapy, hypnosis to name a few."
"I'm not taking any medication, I'm not crazy," I barked.
"Jake," she said calmly. "I'm not saying you need medicine. You have a strong desire to succeed at everything. If you draw on that I'm sure you can control yourself. Use this event as motivation to remind yourself that your actions have consequences. Think of who it's going to hurt and what it's going to cost you in the long run."
"I can do that. I don't want to feel like this anymore."
"I would also recommend you continue therapy for a few months too. We can set something up so you can call me in the evenings so we can talk."
"What, you don't like the morning time slot?"
"Not this early," she laughed. "How about Friday, once every other week at 10 your time."
"I can manage that."
"See if Sam won't join us if you can get her to talk. In the meantime, let your guard down and tell Teagan how you feel about her. The big strong guy isn't going to get you through this one."
"It's always worked for me in the past."
"It's gotten you into a mess this time. I'm not saying you should leave him behind, just give him a rest when you talk to Teagan."
"Ok," I sighed.
"Jake, I have to get going. I have to be into work in an hour and I'm late with my morning workout."
"Sorry I woke you."
"No, it's ok. I'll look forward to your call on Friday."
"Thank you Jenny."
We hung up the phone. I sat there and thought about everything she had just said. Telling Teagan was going to hurt but it's what I had to do. Now it was closer to 930 and I was suddenly hungry. I left the house and went to get a bite to eat before I returned home.
"Where are you going?" I asked Sam.
"I'm leaving for home."