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I nod and look at Don and Stacy. "Yeah, I'll be there in a bit," I say. "We have a lot to talk about. I'll see you." I hang up and hug Stacy and Don, thanking them for their hospitality and their kindness. I then walk back home and knock on the door, something I've never done before. My eyes are still puffy and red from the night before.
 
"I have it, I just felt it was appropriate to knock," I say. I step into the house and look at you with a nervous expression. "How are you doing?" I ask lamely, trying to make small talk.
 
I am surprised, but hug you back, feeling your warmth. "Well, what are you feeling right now?" I ask gently.
 
"Well, I don't like this," I say, walking you into the kitchen where I make you some cocoa with whipped cream. "I don't want to have you leave Lynn."
 
"Then don't let me," I tell you softly, sitting down and watching you. "What about last night. . . Why did you call me?" I was curious.
 
"I wanted to make sure you were okay. I felt horrible when you had left." I pick up my drink and walk to the back patio with you, where I already have a fireplace going. I sit in the cold morning air and pull you onto my lap with your drink. "I don't want Courtney, baby." I say. "When we had the country night, I thought she looked hot, and I was flattered that she seemed to like me. And I wondered what it would be like to fuck her. I did. So when I came home, and we had sex, you knew I was thinking of her, and you were right." I see you tear up and wipe them away with my thumb. "But I didn't think I was doing anything wrong because I wasn't actually sleeping with her." I put my head down. "And then last night, I just wanted to see for sure, so I agreed to drinks. We stayed later than we planned and that must be when you showed up. Baby I didn't do anything. You know that."

I change gears just slightly. "Baby you are incredible. And you are the only girl I want. You're beautiful, and sharp, and I love that you're my little girl. I sometimes feel like I'm wearing you out. I love sex. I do. And we had slowed down a little, and I just got tempted with this new girl is all. I don't want that. I want that with you." I say. "I'm sorry, baby."
 
I wrap my arms around you, crying softly. "I know baby, and I wanted to talk to you about it, but you were denying me at every turn and I honestly thought-" I gulp but manage to squeak it out- "you were going to choose her over me, and I was crushed. We only slowed down so I could recover, I understand temptation's going to come along. . . I just felt you were trying to hide it from me, and all I wanted to do was talk it out with you. . . I forgive you." I cry into your shoulder.
 
"I know it is, baby," I tell you. "We need to be open and honest with each other. We need to not deny things when the other person knows exactly what is going on." I hug you back. "But most of all, we need to be honest with ourselves, or else we won't trust the other. We need to talk it out like mature, responsible adults and learn from the experience. Does that sound good baby?"
 
"It does, but do I just come to you and say something like, I'm attracted to that girl over there and wonder what it would be like to sleep with her?" I ask. "I mean, what do I say?"
 
"Put it in whatever words you need to, and it doesn't have to be said. You can write it in a note and leave it for somewhere for me to find. As long as I know what's going on, I can help you work through those feelings. And I promise I will do the same for you, alright?"
 
I kiss you back. "You're forgiven, baby," I say. "I'll be your little girl for as long as you'll have me."
 
"Well, I want you to get off birth control. And I want you to pack some cute little girl outfits, maybe some of your sorority clothes or your high school track outfit, and I want to get a nice hotel room for the weekend and start trying to put a baby inside that little tummy of yours." I smile. "Maybe make up for all of this nonsense with some rough play time when we aren't making love?"
 
I squeal happily and throw my arms back around you happily. "Yes, baby!" I say, before kissing you hard and passionately.
 
"Yes!" I say, blushing. "Yes, baby, I am that excited!" I stand up and do a little happy dance around the room, giggling and laughing happily.
 
"Come over here," I growl, reaching for your arm. "I'm gonna keep you filled all weekend long." I kiss you deeply.
 
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