Blast from the Past (closed)

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Jen Cleary happily typed away at her computer setting up another steamy scene for her novel. Of course, she had a pen name as an erotic novelist. Especially when that erotic novelist is actually a respected researcher in MIT. No. She couldn't be caught.

She closed her eyes and savored the feeling of the vibrator between her legs. It definitely gave her the mood to write a good scene. Usually, she did her writing in her home, but it was being fumigated and it was at least a few more hours before she could return. So without the privacy of her own home, she just set the vibrator to a low hum.

Feeling that she got her rhythm, she reached out to shut off the vibe...

She felt nothing. She looked into her bag. Not there either.

Her mouth hung in realization. Somewhere in the cafe, her remote was waiting to be discovered. She was starting to panic, getting more and more turned on. Worse, at this level, she was just going to be there. Hovering between being turned on and just...meh.

 

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Josh stirred his coffee absentmindedly. It was getting cold. When he came in he thought he recognized the woman with the laptop – from high school of all things. Recalling memories from a decade before, Josh ran his fingers through his short auburn hair. He was smiling. ‘My-oh-my,’ he thought, ‘you look like you’ve come a long ways, Jen Cleary.’

His spoon clanked against the side of his cup. Josh had always had a thing for Jen, but it seemed that no matter what he tried back in high school it always turned out the wrong way with her, so he did what came naturally to a teenage boy. He picked on her. He bullied her. He looked for opportunities to be a jerk to her. ‘Why – Why – Why?’ Josh’s inner voice screamed in his head, ‘Look at her now, you fool!!’ Indeed, Jen Cleary looked like she’d more than come into her own and Josh really liked what he saw, but how could he possibly approach her now?

As he watched, something suddenly changed with Jen’s demeanor. She was looking around the café as if she’d lost something. From the look on her face, it must’ve been important. He was curious, ‘What was it? Her purse…? computer bag…? keys…?’ Josh started looking too and he was the first to spot it. It was the only thing in the café that was out of place and when he went over to pick it up, he accidentally turned up the dial before he knew what he’d done.

"What the fuck??" Josh said under his breath and then he looked at Jen....

 

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Groaning, Jen stood up to look for the remote, when all of a sudden...

"AAAHH!" She grabbed the table to steady herself as the vibrator shot up quickly. Her damp panties was quickly turning wet as the vibrator lit a fire in her body she wasn't ready for.

She knew someone had the controls. But who? Who--her eyes met the one person she never wanted to meet again. Well, actually, not true. She was still just bitter about him picking on her.

She moaned, unable to control herself, closing her eyes as she sat down. Damn...she wished she wasn't obvious. But she doubted it. Her cheeks were flushed and sweat was beginning to sheen on her skin.

 

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It wasn’t immediately obvious what was going on. Out of the corner of his eye, Josh had seen Jen get to her feet at her table and he thought he recognized her voice --moaning -- as he picked up the device to see what it was. It was small, maybe only the size of a walnut – obviously a remote control of some kind. The only moving part was a thumbwheel. The color might have given a clue, but it was the last thing anybody would expect to find in the middle of a busy café.

Jen hadn’t moved from her place. In fact, she was back in her seat, flushed, eyes shut, gripping the edge of the table. Instinctively, Josh felt that he should put their past aside and see if she was OK. Out of habit with such things, he rolled the thumbwheel downward. Jen’s relief from what he took for the distress she was in was instantaneous.

‘Whaaaat?’ Josh wondered... He rolled the thumbwheel again – upward, watching Jen. From her reaction, he suddenly realized that what he'd picked up the remote control to HER. Josh slipped it into his pocket.

Their eyes met. Josh smiled, just a little wickedly, ‘I know your secret,’ he thought, ‘and I think we should get reacquainted.’ No longer concerned about what Jen might feel about him, Josh raised his cup in a toast to her. In a moment he would be joining her at her table, but in the meantime he turned up the control just a little higher.

 

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As quickly as the vibrations rose, it died down and she breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't take long for her to realize. Someone had the remote. The question was, whether they knew what they had or--

She yelped as a new wave assaulted her, her pussy becoming drenched with her juices. She could hear the vibrations so loud in her ears, hearing how sloppy it sounded to her ears. She tried not to remember how hot and aroused she was feeling but, it was no use. Her head whipped around until their eyes met. Instantly, dread set on her heart.

Jen shook her head and mouthed, "No, please." She could feel what he was about to do. She knew what he was about to do with that lopsided grin of his. But knowing and actually experiencing it were two different things. She groaned, feeling the vibrations heighten, squeezing and opening her legs into different positions trying to ease the pleasure she was feeling, but it was impossible. She closed her eyes trying to think of something, anything to keep her mind off her pulsing pussy, but there was no denying how good it felt. Her breathing got deeper and quicker, biting her lips to keep herself from crying out.

 

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Josh was tall and lanky with a runner’s physique. He liked the outdoors and paid the price in freckles all over his face, shoulders, chest, arms. By now he figured there was no point in being furtive about checking Jen out and he boldly looked her over from head to toe as he pushed his chair back and stood. Jen had always looked the part of a straight A’s student to Josh. He could see now what he saw back in school in her – only more. Jen was a highly desirable woman – very attractive, smart and this new thing that he’d just discovered about her drew him to her.

He wore a flannel shirt under a down vest and well worn blue jeans. As he made his way between the tables and other customers, he was aware of an unmistakable firmness which he imagined was creating a discernable bulge in his jeans. Josh kept his eyes on Jen, undressing her in his mind. If he’d guessed right about having control of a vibrator that she already had inside her, maybe he could break the jinx (as he thought of it) that kept him from having the relationship he wanted with her back in high school. OR maybe he’d just have fun with this situation and forget about reliving the past.

A few steps from Jen’s table, Josh slipped his hand into his pocket. He had no idea of what level the vibrator was set on, except that he knew it wasn’t at the highest setting - yet. At this setting, it seemed that Jen was having some struggles with her composure. Without knowing which way he was turning the control, he nudged it and guessed from Jen’s reaction that that rolling it that way made the vibrations more intense. Josh dialed it back just a touch.

“Jen Cleary,” Josh said, “I never imagined I’d be lucky enough to run into you again. How’s it going?”

Josh pulled out a chair at her table and invited himself to sit down.

 

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Closing her eyes only focused the sensations between her legs, but when she opened them, Jon was already making his way to her table. Her heart started beating fast. Oh, she always found him good-looking, but he was always so mean to her and she couldn't understand why. Now that he was up close, her heart beat faster, dreading what he would do to his newfound knowledge.

As a researcher she had always worn bland clothes, but when she wrote, she wanted to feel sexy, which was why she was wearing a hanging loose shirt and a pair of hot pants. They pretty much covered her tight, round ass and her perky C-cups, but now, she was feeling really exposed.
She could feel beads of sweat forming at the nape of her neck making her dark hair cling to her skin as her grey eyes bore into Jon trying to make him stop with some Jedi mind trick that never worked.

Her back arched and her mouth hung in a silent moan as her eyelids fluttered at the sudden increase in vibrations. Her breasts heaved and she body undulated responding to the waves of pleasure assaulting her.

“Jen Cleary,” Josh said, “I never imagined I’d be lucky enough to run into you again. How’s it going?”

Jen returned her focus on him as he turned the vibrations down, but they were still there. Teasing her. "How's it going? Really good before you came. Now please give it back." Part of her knew she wouldn't give up the controls. He was, after all, her personal, daily bully back in the day. No matter how much she dodged him, he always found her and picked on her. It was annoying, sure, but there was something about the attention he gave her that made her...sort of miss it in college. Until she got over it.

 

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How's that sound?

Well there it was, first thing – “…give it back.”

Josh was disappointed that there would be no cat and mouse game with Jen. By now he was really in the mood to play. “Now why would I want to do that, Jen?” he said. Josh leaned across the table, looking right into her big beautiful eyes and continued talking in a confidential tone. “I know we didn’t have the best times in high school, but I haven’t seen you in at least 10 years and I was really glad when I spotted you here, but, no, I don’t feel like giving it back just now. So maybe we could start over and you could tell me what a stone cold fox like you is doing in a public place with a vibrator buzzing up in her vagina and we can talk about what would make it worth my while to at least turn it down. How’s that sound?”

While he waited for her answer, Josh could faintly hear a low, steady hum.

 

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Jen traced her teeth with her tongue, her eyes closed as he finished talking. Was his voice ever that alluring before? She couldn't remember, but it was definitely adding fuel to the fire. Her eyes opened slowly, looking at her bully once again. She let out several shuddering gasps as the vibrator continued to assault her, drenching her pussy with her own juices.

She had to do something to give herself time to think. What he was asking was something she couldn't answer.

"I-I can't talk with this...mmmmm...distraction..." she whimpered torn between begging him to stop and making her cum. The current setting wasn't going to get her anywhere but at the outer reaches of the edge, and if it continued, people were really going to notice. The thought embarrassed her making her redder than she already was.

 

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It didn't take Josh long to weigh the options. Jen obviously was "distracted". Josh picked an option he liked, partly because it would also get him closer to Jen.

"OK, babe," he said, "I'm gonna dial this down low and I'm gonna come around the table and sit right beside you, like we're really good friends, and you're gonna be straight with me, but if you want your toy turned all the way off -- much less ever want to hold the remote in your hot little hand again, you're gonna have to give me a real good reason." Josh looked at Jen as he dialed the vibe down. Her look of relief almost made him want to come right over the table top to her. Neither spoke for a moment before Josh repeated himself:

"...a real good reason, got it?"

He didn't wait for Jen to answer, but scooted his chair back and came around the table practically in one fluid movement. When he slid into the seat next to Jen, their thighs were touching - as he meant it to be. Josh was physically close to her with one elbow on the table. The other elbow, closest to Jen, was by his side, but his hand first softly touched her thigh just above the miniskirt hem and then his fingertips slowly sought her bare skin.

Josh looked at Jen. It was her move.

 

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Jen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he turned it down, but a small whimper escaped her letting him know her hidden disappointment that she couldn't cum. But knowing that her own orgasm wasn't hers to command was all the more arousing.

That would be a nice little scene to add to her novel. The hero could practically--

Her thoughts were derailed by his sudden proximity. They were practically touching, giving her a shiver and her stomach tying up in knots. And when his fingertips touched the skin of her thighs, electricity shot through her spine making her shiver.

She could tell him so she could get out of this whole mess, but it was too embarrassing to admit. And what if he spilled her little secret to the University? She couldn't have that! She was so close to finishing her research. She had to think of a very good lie to throw him off.

"I...was just curious," Jen licked her lips unconsciously. A tell when she was lying. "It's not like I have a guy who can make me...you know. Never did, anyway." Well, that part wasn't a lie, though she did have a host of other toys for a substitute.

 

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Josh was just where he'd always wanted to be. He lifted Jen's miniskirt then slid his hand along her bare inside her thigh. Her flesh felt cool at first, but then warm and wet - very wet. He looked at Jen and wished they were anywhere else just then - he would've loved to taste her. "No husband or boyfriend?" he said, "How can that be, Jen? Honestly, I don't get it."

His fingertips brushed over the wet crotch of Jen's panties. He knew he could be on thin ice if he did what he wanted, but he couldn't help it. With a single fingertip, Josh traced the imprint of Jen's slit against her wet panties. He looked at her again and practically whispering, said, "You know I've got to do this, don't you?" The finger nestled between her pussy lips outside her panties...

Josh waited... for consent, or a nod, or just anything.

He just had to turn the vibe back on.

 

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Jen could run, but if she did, Josh might turn the thing on and the result would be horrendous. She wouldn't be able to hide what was going on in the middle of the crowd. There was a tiny part of her though that actually liked being beside him. She felt his finger glide inside her thigh and she sighed actually loving the feel of his skin on hers.

"No husband or boyfriend?" he said, "How can that be, Jen? Honestly, I don't get it."

"I guess guys just don't like me that way..." she sighed feeling his finger finally go up to her crotch, and as he traced her slit she buried her head in his shoulder and moaned.

Jen had many toys and each felt different. Always though, she felt that something was missing each time. With his finger on her, she felt...different. More sensitive. That light touch felt all over her body.

Before Jen could try and think straight, the vibe went on again and she whimpered into his shoulder. His finger, seemingly searching until it stopped at a point that made her squeal. Her clit was trapped between the device and his finger and the only thing she could do was grab his arm squeezing as she felt different sensations and pleasures that were new to her.

 

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“Oh, baby,” Josh said. The words seemed to escape his lips of their own volition as Jen held onto Josh, he felt her clench her thighs and gush wetness. He moved her drenched panties aside and slid his finger into her. “Oh, baby,” he said again, amazed at how his morning was going.

The café crowd was thinning out and with fewer customers, the wait staff suddenly became more attentive to the patrons remaining. A waiter, attempting to see what was going on between them out of the corner of his eye practically walked into the table, jostling Jen’s computer and refreshing the screen. Josh couldn’t make everything out, but he knew porn when he saw it. Clearly there was more going on with Jen than she'd owned up to.

He turned the vibe off. As far as Josh could tell, he and Jen were both ready to go at each other for knock down, drag out sex, but the front of the café was no place to for that. “Get your things together, Jen,” he said, “I know a better place for this (he wiggled his finger inside her pussy) and that (nodding to her laptop).”

Jen’s miniskirt needed straightening and Josh’s erection needed to go down before they could even think about getting up. That took a few minutes, but they weren’t going far….

 

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Jen's tight pussy quivered around his finger. She couldn't think straight. All she knew was that he was makIng her feel so good and she didn't want to stop. Every crook and wiggle of his finger sent jolts of pleasure making her moan and squeal into his shoulder. She didn't want to raise her head knowing that people were noticing what they were doing.

On cue, the waiter suddenly knocked her laptop on revealing what she was busy with. She groaned. This wasn't happening! Still, she couldn't stop herself.

His suggestion made her spine tingle in excitement. "A better place?" She said lightheaded. "We have to stop, Josh...This isn't right." Part of her wasn't convinced she had to stop. Part of her was forcing her to remember that she was in the hands of her bully.

 

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Do you wanna make it with me?

They left a fine tip at the table and Josh guided Jen not out the main entrance, but through the cafe kitchen and pantry. Neither the cooks nor any staff paid undue attention to them, as if they were used to seeing Josh everyday – which was in fact the case. He led to a heavy wooden door near the cafe loading dock, unlatched it and slid it aside. A wave of heat and aroma escaped into the kitchen. “This is mine,” Josh said, then allowed Jen a moment to take it all in. “You’ve been drinking my coffee for as long as you’ve been coming to the café.”

The room was dominated by a large stainless steel coffee roaster. Burlap bags of coffee beans, organized by places of origin were along one wall. Bagging equipment and finished products lined the opposite. Josh pulled the door shut. Once it was latched the only heat and light in the room came from the roaster. He took Jen’s hand and led her across the wood plank floor to a large floor level bin filled with beans, still warm from roasting.

After years of imagining it, slipping his arm around Jen seemed like the most natural thing in the world. It was the same with the first kiss - gentle, sweet, caring... but with a strong hint of the passion that was to follow. Josh held her close and enjoyed the feeling of Jen’s body pressed against his. “What do you think?” he asked. Had he finally got it right with his secret high school crush?

“Kick off your shoes,” he said, then led her barefooted into a mound of warm coffee beans at the back of the bin. When they were ankle deep, with beans mounded ever higher in front of them, Josh fished in his pocket for the remote control again. “I was thinking just now of calling this blend, ‘Good Vibrations’. It wouldn't be for general consumption. Do you wanna make it with me?”

That wicked little lopsided smile was back on Josh's face.

 

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All her things were quickly stashed into her bag, wanting desperately to get away from all the knowing looks from the people in the cafe who noticed. With the vibe still humming in Jen's pussy, she held onto Josh for support unable to rely on her own legs for support. Each step she took reminded her of the buss between her nether lips, shifting, shifting hitting her at places that made her knees weak.

The first thing that assaulted Jen's senses was the aroma. She loved the smell of freshly roasted coffee and the room had tons of it and even the roaster itself! Her hand plucked a bean and inhaled it deeply making her lip curl in a small smile.

His arm went around her waist and she leaned in. Surprised at herself, she reasoned that she was still shaking. Well, she was, but why was she enjoying her tormentor's embrace? No. It wasn't an embrace. It was support. Yes. That was it. Just support.

"What do I think?" She took a deep breath and put her things down, trying to calm herself enough to talk without her voice shaking. Damn that buzz. It made her pussy pulse and crave for something--anything--to fuck. "I think this place is amazing. And I think you're still a big bully."

He walked into the pile of coffee with an offer, leaving her standing alone, her legs barely able to hold her up. The first thing in Jen's head was how wasted the batch was going to be before what he said really sank into her brain. Her brain could find no reasons to say no and her body was begging for a first time with a man. For a moment, she stood unmoving, then stepped out of her shoes and took the first step, slowly and agonizingly as she fought the low hum and her desire.

This was all for the book, she told herself to convince herself she was doing the right thing. All for the book.

 

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The roaster cast it’s heat and a warm glow throughout the workroom. Even though Josh was used to the high temperature, he knew there was already a sheen of perspiration across his shoulders and down his spine and that would just be the start lots more. He’d slipped off his down vest when they’d first walked in. Now the flannel shirt came off over his head and he laid it aside. He was bare from the waist up. Josh’s eyes fixed on Jen’s feet as she stepped out of her shoes and joined him. The were delicate, pretty, sensual… and the fact that she’d made the choice to come to him barefoot – even if it was just a few steps – went right through Josh. He could feel his body reacting to each perfect step.

The coffee beans were quite warm – just barely comfortable – and the sensation of wading into them barefoot was at the same time fun and erotic. Josh embraced Jen with his hand in the small of her back. He pulled her closer and with his free hand lightly touched Jen’s hip then slowly traced the curve of her body, up and under her top, brushing over her breast, then grasping it and massaging it against her body. Again, the smile appeared on Josh’s face. The imprint of Jen’s full nipple stood out proudly through the fabric of her top. Josh didn’t think twice – he cupped her breast under the top and bent low over her breast, kissing, sucking and finally biting… not hard, but definitely not soft.

He stared at her for a moment, then kissed her on the lips. “Jen,” he said, “That was so nice… I’d love to do it all over again, only this time without anything between us.”

 

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Every touch sent jolts throughout Jen's body. She couldn't believe she was pushing through with this but she couldn't deny her body screaming for everything he had to offer. His hands left a trail of heat wherever he touched her until she moaned, arching her back as he held her breast in his hand.

Her knees finally gave way when his mouth assaulted her through her shirt. Moaning and writhing in his arms, she relied on his strong arms to hold her up. She mewled when he bit her, sending more persuasive surges through her pussy than the low humming of the vibe. "Yesss..." she sighed, then whimpered when he eased the pressure of his teeth.

Her eyes fluttered looking at him, and she couldn't forget the bully in the past. "Why are you doing this, Josh? Don't you hate me?"

 

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You're the one I always wanted...

"I always wanted you, Jen and I dunno why it never worked between us except that I was an immature ass," the words blurted out of Josh's mouth in a flood. It was his truth. He didn't have to think about it.

For several seconds there was no sound in the workshop except for the roar of the roaster and the beans being turned to keep them from scorching.

"You're the one I always wanted, Jen -- that's why."

 

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Jen couldn't believe what she was hearing. He wanted her? He always wanted her? She had gone through her life thinking that no one wanted her and there he was admitting how he did. She had heard that guys bully the girls they like, but she didn't believe it. Until now.

She licked her lips. "I...find it a little hard to believe." She didn't know if it was another prank or it was real, but she wanted to believe it was all real. "You're not saying this just to...you know?"

Logically, he wasn't just saying it to fuck her. After all, if that was all he wanted, he could have just done it. But she wanted to hear it from him.

 

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What do you think?

Josh sat down heavily in the coffee beans and tugged on Jen's hand to let her know if she wanted to join him, he would like that. He said it again, "You were always the one I wanted, but... everything I tried back in school always seemed to go wrong and I'd get frustrated with myself and the situation between us and take it out on you." Josh was staring straight ahead. "I'm sorry - for all I know, I'm doing it again now - fucking up something that is important to me."

Sweat from the heat of the roaster was beginning to bead up across Josh's shoulders and stream down his back. "I really was glad to see you in the cafe, but I wouldn't have approached you. I messed up too many times with you to do it again..." He turned and looked directly into Jen's eyes, "...until I saw that something was really not right." The look in Josh's eyes sincerely conveyed that he felt there was some complicity on Jen's part for everything that followed. "I mean... who goes out for coffee with a vibrator turned on up their cunt and then looses the remote control in a busy cafe?"

"That's why we're here - I mean its crazy, but maybe that is just you and me being ourselves. We might've got carried away, but everything was simply flowing and for a change we were flowing with it -- together. What do you think?"

 

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Jen licked her lips listening to everything Josh said. She had no doubts about his sincerity, baring his soul to her. Maybe...maybe he deserved the truth. She sat down beside him and looked down gathering her courage to admit what she was doing.

"I...Do you know the 'Captivated' series? Yeah...that's me. I didn't really want to do it, but my research grant isn't enough so...I tried to find something else to fund it and this paid really well." Jen fidgeted feeling very, very uneasy. "I really have no idea when I wrote my first book and well...when my publisher demanded a bit more, I experimented with toys. And, I guess without any experience, this is the only inspiration I have."

She bit her lower lip. "If you think it's a turn-off, I guess I understand."

Her heart beat so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She was so nervous. This was probably the only shot she had at a relationship and she was probably going to ruin it.

 

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how does it end?

Josh had to take a moment… yes, he knew the ‘Captivated’ series, very well in fact. It was occurring to him though that he clearly didn’t know Jen as well as he’d imagined. She wasn’t still the girl he'd tormented in high school – no, no, no. Did that make a difference to him? Well..., yeah. He wasn’t the same messed up kid he’d been either, so it made a difference in the right way. There was nothing to be done about their school days... there was only the here and now -- and if it went that way, the future.

He looked at Jen. Her heart was beating hard and she seemed vulnerable about revealing what she’d been doing in the café – and at home for the past few years, for that matter. It was not what Josh expected, but it kinda tied things together – the laptop, the hot pants, the vibrator, the glimpse at what she’d been writing. “I’ve read every word you ever wrote in ‘Captivated’ Jen. Read and reread – that’s my confession - and thanks - to you. If that series is your creation, you're a masterful creator."

The roaster came to the end of its timed cycle. The gas fire dimmed until only the pilot light remained and the sifting of coffee beans slowed until it quieted completely. The air in the workshop was thick with the aroma of fresh dark coffee. Josh could still make out Jen's outline in the near dark. He took her hand and held it, palm open against his chest. His heartbeat was strong and torso was warm and wet with a sheen of sweat. "I just wanna know one thing, Jen…,” Josh took a breath, “Is today going to be in your next installment... and how does it end?”

 

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He read her books? She could feel herself heat up even more in embarrassment adding to the heat of the roaster. A tiny bead of sweat rolled down on her chest between her cleavage. She suddenly looked up at his question. What could she say? Maybe honesty was in order. He was, after all, being honest with her.

"I-I guess I'll take some of the experiences," she admitted. Thinking all he was talking about was the story, she continued. "I guess it depends on Robert. How much he wants to hold on to power."

Jen looked up at him looking sheepish. The low light of the fire highlighted his features and made her realize how handsome he truly was. Every shadow highlighted a manly hardness, and under the glow of the light there was that kind softness. Her breath caught staring into his eyes, feeling jolts from his hand to hers right down her spine sending her stomach in a whirl. Was that how it really feels like to be held by a man? And how did men really feel to be touched by a woman?