Comfortably Numb (closed)

[RawDog33]

The tavern was smokey and dark. Just how I liked it. I took a drag on my cigarette, a pull on my beer, and a toke on the vape pen (loaded with a marijuana cartridge). Nobody batted an eye at vape pens anymore. You could get away with getting high anywhere these days. It was fucking great. After everything I’d been through over the past year, it was just what I needed.

Above the bar, a couple TV’s had the hockey game on. Normally I’d be laser-focused on the action. I’d lost that, though. I finished my beer. “One more, Maggie,” I said to the bartender as I set the bottle down at the far edge of the bar. Maggie was hot. Strawberry blonde. Tall, leggy, busty. Way out of my league. She was friendly, though, and showed plenty of skin while she worked, which kept me coming back for more.

“Didn’t you say that for the last beer?” Maggie said, placing a new one in front of me.

“You know me too well,” I replied, giving her a wink before looking back towards the hockey game. I took another long drink. Beer tasted good. I lit a new cigarette. Anything to keep my mind off of my ex.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Sitting in the back of the bar pressed too tightly into the side of my blind date’s (Marcus) torso, everything left me feeling vaguely uncomfortable and more than a little squeamish. That could also just be the seven shots of apple flavoured vodka the bar had been pouring like water for my date and I this evening, but the room was spinning and his hot breath on my ear prickled at the fine hairs on the back of my neck. A friend of mine had set me up with Marcus, an IT guy from a startup the next city over but so far all I really knew about him was that he wore way too much cologne and that he was more-so in a committed relationship with his cat Dolly. Had I mentioned I hated cats?

The evening had been a failure and I was ready to call it quits, but every time I moved he wiggled a little closer and all my escape routes had been a no-go up until this point. I was feeling pretty defeated and ready to be done with this, trying my best to excuse myself to the washroom before Marcus could stop me.

Weaving through the crowd, I made a pit-stop at the bar and asked for a water, vodka swimming sickly in my stomach.

I had never been able to say no. It was a major character flaw and I’d never cursed myself so much as now. Reaching for the water Maggie pressed into my hands, I gulped it down greedily before dropping her a tip and wandering into the bathroom debating entirely on skipping out on my train wreck date completely.

In the end, the need to get out of the situation and just sink into my bed hit me hard and I smiled pleasantly at the cool breeze and sweet fall scent enveloping me just outside the door of the establishment. I called for a taxi knowing full well that it would be a little bit before I’d make it home on a busy Saturday night when everyone and their neighbours were out and about on the town but content to sit and wait on a bench just a few steps down from the bar. Sitting there with my jacket tucked around me, I waited.

 

[RawDog33]

I took a drag on my cigarette. Out of the corner of my eye, just a few feet down the bar, I noticed a woman come up and ask Maggie for a water. I had noticed her earlier, come in with her date. They’d done quite a few rounds of shots, and she seemed a bit wobbly on her feet. And there was something about her that was familiar. I couldn’t place it, but I felt like I knew her, and I wasn’t sure why.

She was smoking hot, too. I couldn’t help but kind of keep tabs on them from time to time, and she seemed a bit uncomfortable in her situation. She downed her water and made a bee line for the ladies’ room; shortly thereafter, I spotted her in the crowd again, foregoing her date and just walking out the door.

I downed my beer as I saw her date get up and follow her. I was well aware Maggie saw it too. Dude hadn’t paid yet, either. I pulled a twenty dollar bill out of my pocket for my own tab and slapped it on the bar, and headed after him.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Sitting there tapping my foot against the sidewalk, it was a surprise when a hand curled against my shoulder in a painful clutch, turning my body away from the street.

Marcus stood above me, lips curled into a sneer. His knuckles were almost white from the strain of his grip on me and I tried to pull away but he wasn’t letting go.

“You bitch,” he hissed. “How dare you leave before I’m done with you. We are going to either go back into the bar or you can come back to mine, but no way in hell did I waste my evening with you for nothing.”

Fear pounded in my chest as he tugged me to my feet, yanking me down the sidewalk abruptly.

“Marcus! Let me go. Please - I’m sorry. I just came out for some fresh ai—“

The words lodged deep in my throat, shocked silence falling between us as I registered the sharp crack of his hand against my cheek and the way it smarter as he pulled me ever closer to an alleyway bathed in shadow not too far down the block. I began to struggle even harder, fingernails clawing at his arms in vain.

 

[RawDog33]

I pushed my way out of the crowded bar, and made it outside into the cool autumn air. My head turned side to side, scanning the street in either direction. I may have been stoned, and a good bit intoxicated, but I had my wits about me still, and off to my left I heard the distinct sound of a slap and a cry and a struggle.

I ran.

I spotted him, pulling her into a shadowy alleyway. His arm was raised to smack her again, and I grabbed it and yanked him around. My fist came crashing into his jaw, knocking him off balance, and the next was an uppercut that took him straight off his feet.

“Not tonight motherfucker,” I growled, getting on top of him and delivering a few more solid blows to his head, bloodying his face. He was whimpering, curling into a ball on the ground when I stood up above him. I ignored the girl for the moment as she scampered away, backing up against a brick wall. I punched him again, quieting him, before reaching into his pockets and finding his wallet. I took all the money he had before throwing the wallet on the ground next to him.

I took a deep breath, and then looked at the girl. I still couldn’t place how or if I knew her. I held the money up. “Do you want to go pay his bar tab, or should I?” I asked her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Curled there against the cold brick, I watched the fight with blank eyes. This guy had saved me from what was a certain rape and I was so grateful to him but the fight was pretty violent, if not all one-sided.

When he finally climbed off Marcus and stood after throwing his wallet in the dirt with the crisp bills folded in his fist offering it to me, I looked up at his face and squinted in the dim light trying to make out his features.

He looked pretty familiar but it was hard to tell in the alleyway, so I stood up and reached for the money.

“Thanks. I’ll go. I can’t stay here with him.”

 

[RawDog33]

I helped her to her feet, and handed her the money. I still couldn’t quite place her. We walked together out of the alleyway, and there the streetlights were brighter.

“Hang on,” I said. “I feel like I know you.” She turned and looked at me. She had the same puzzled look on her face, I’m sure, but I couldn’t tell how much of it was from all the alcohol.

“You look so fucking familiar. I’m Tommy O’Brien.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

My mouth fell open in a gasp, looking up at him in amazement.

“Tommy?! No way! It’s Lynn. Lynn Harper. How have you been?”

 

[RawDog33]

“Lynn Harper???” I gasped. And of course it was Lynn. She was perfectly recognizable as soon as she said her name. So many memories rushed through my mind. We had gone to high school together. Been paired up as lab partners in junior year biology. Fuck, I had wanted her, but nothing ever happened. The stars never aligned.

I immediately pulled her into a bear hug. “Jesus fucking Christ... I’ve been awful,” I said, truthfully, holding her tight. I let her go. “How the hell have you been?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

I let myself sink into his arms. It felt so good - something about this felt safe. My own arms curled around his waist and hugged back.

Tommy had been my all time crush in high school but for some reason I had just never acted on it. He was always either involved with someone else or I was just too shy to make a move on him. Now he was looking a little bit older but still ruggedly handsome and I couldn’t believe he was really here.

When he lowered my feet to the ground I gestured behind me at the lump of Marcus on the ground.

“Doesn’t this just explain it all,” I said with a sigh.

“It’s been abso-fucking-lutely miserable.”

 

[RawDog33]

I nodded in understanding. “I get it,” I said, a whisper in her ear, still holding her curvy form tight to my body. She felt so good in my arms.

I didn’t want to let her go, but I knew we needed to move on. “Okay, let’s go pay this bill. I’d love to buy you another drink but we probably shouldn’t stick around here very long,” I said. We went back into the bar and gave Maggie all the money, which easily covered their tab and the tip and a generous amount more.

We stepped back outside. I glared down the street towards where I had beaten Lynn’s date down, but saw no activity. “Umm, listen... my place is just a few blocks from here. I’ve got some beer and some booze or whatever... It would probably be better if we at least got you a ride home from there, know what I mean? I mean... you’re welcome to crash there if you want, too. I can take you home in the morning.”

As if on cue, a taxi pulled up in front of the bar. The passenger window rolled down, and the driver said: “Lynn?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

There wasn’t much time to make a decision, and even though I hadn’t seen Tommy in years, there was the steady lurch of my heart and familiar Adrenalin rush at being so close to him again after all this time. There was no doubt in my mind what I wanted to do.

Leaning down into the window of the cab, I offered him a twenty dollar bill for the trouble of coming to get me, even if I planned to decline the ride.

“Thanks but I don’t need that ride anymore,” I tell the driver decisively, hooking my arm around Tommy’s casually.

 

[RawDog33]

My heart skipped a beat as she declined the taxi ride home, paying the man for his trouble; she was clearly opting to go back to my place. We started walking, each of us thrilled to be in each others’ company again after so long.

I struggled with knowing what to say to her, how much to pour my heart out. It wasn’t a long walk back to my place.

“My wife left me six months ago. For her tattoo artist,” I told her. “Took the kids. Left me with a shit ton of debt. I’ve been a real hot mess,” I admitted.

 

[Cum_Inside]

I fought the venomous comment that wanted to bubble up as he talked about that witch. I’d never liked her and actually that was the straw that broke the camel’s back and drove a rift between Tommy and I in university. She had never been good enough for him but he’d turned a blind eye to it and accepted her, her who was coming from a previous failed relationship with children of her own and the desire to start a life with Tommy.

She’d always been flaky and I’d said as much to him one day. It hadn’t went over so well. The fact that he was admitting this to me now was his own shaky way of mending that bridge between us, not withstanding how sturdy that fragile foundation may be.

“Oh,” I said lamely, stunned for a second. Then I couldn’t help myself from spurting the words on the tip of my tongue no matter how much I tried.

“What a cunt,” spoken distastefully, my lips curling into a frown. “You never deserved a freeloading bitch like her. I’m just sorry you had to find out the hard way.”

 

[RawDog33]

Her words stung... but they were true. I nodded. “I know,” I said softly as we walked along. “I tried so hard to make it work...”

I shook my head. What was I doing? I had crushed so hard on Lynn before, why the fuck was I going on about my ex while she was happily coming along to my place?

“I’m sorry... that’s all... in the past now.” I cringed at the words I spoke. It was all entirely too current. “Shit is complicated,” I stammered as we came up to my house. It wasn’t the best cared for house on the block. The grass needed cut, the flowers needed tending, the gutters needed to be cleaned. I shrugged. “My whole life is kind of a mess,” I said, before opening the door.

The interior was no different. Small messes were apparent. The dishes weren’t piled high, but needed done. There were a couple baskets of laundry that needed to be sorted.

“Sorry for the mess. Do you want a drink?” I asked her, shutting the door behind her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

“Yes please,” I said quietly, stepping carefully around into the kitchen with him.

“Don’t worry yourself about the mess. I’ll be the last to judge. I’ve been so depressed and busy with work that my apartment isn’t always the tidiest,” I admit. “And it’s okay to say that you’re not over it, Tommy. She was a big part of your life and just because I haven’t seen you in years doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. She means nothing to me, but you...” I pause, inhaling slowly.

“You matter to me. I won’t bring her up unless you want to talk about her, but I’m here if you need to. If you just want to catch up without a word of it all I’m good for that too.”

Tommy handed me a tumblr and reached for the rum. Lamb’s, spiced and sharp. Poignant on my palate. It had always been my favourite kind. To see it now, here, in this tiny little kitchen of a man I hadn’t seen in several years was somewhat startling but it warmed my insides better than the booze ever could.

I smiled softly and propped one hip against the counter to survey him over the glass.

 

[RawDog33]

I poured the rum for her and then got myself a beer from the refrigerator.

“Well, it’s kinda hard to catch up without explaining that whole situation,” I said. I shrugged and looked at Lynn. She looked better than ever. I couldn’t help but check her out, my eyes rolling up and down her sexy, curvy form.

“What’s going on with you?” I asked her. Her open talk of being depressed hit me hard, because I knew the feeling all too well. “If you don’t wanna talk about it, I get it.” I took a long pull off my beer. “It’s hard to open up.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

“Death in the family, my own broken relationships, dealing with my own self loathing. Nothing new,” I shrugged, sipping my rum.

“We don’t even have to talk about it at all if you don’t wanna because I get that I’m basically a stranger to you now and shit sucks but life moves on even if it mostly just leaves us all broken and pissed off along the way. It was a strange coincidence to run into to you today but I’m here to distract you in anyway I can and not add onto your stress, Tommy,” I said honestly, reaching out to grasp and squeeze his hand. She wasn’t so sure he wouldn’t push her away but she wanted to show him that she was here for his comfort.

 

[RawDog33]

Lynn’s hand grasped mine and her words resonated within me. It broke my heart to hear the rundown of what she had been through. At the same time, she spoke of willingly being a distraction for me, and I knew exactly what kind of distraction I needed tonight.

I squeezed her hand back, before leaning in to kiss her deeply...

 

[Cum_Inside]

Instantly, my mouth melted against his. I’d dreamed of kissing this man for years and suddenly it was coming true. Tommy pulled me in against his body and I sagged into his arms with the one holding the rum glass wrapped around his neck as I kissed him back, lips parting and tongue searching for his.

My back hit the lip of the counter top and I set the glass down blindly, feeling along the edge of it until the whole bottom of the tumbler was supported and out of danger of hitting the floor. With this newfound freedom, both hands slid down his shoulder blades to clinch at his waist and feel the muscle there, heat and fibrous bands of masculinity against my palms.

 

[RawDog33]

Her body melted into mine immediately when we kissed. It felt so good to hold and kiss this sexy woman. I had always desired her and for years had kicked myself for never making a move when I’d had the chance.

This was a chance I wasn’t going to miss. Blood quickly rushed to my loins as her luscious breasts rubbed against my chest, our tongues swirling over each other with lusty, long-repressed desire. My hands freely roamed her body, grasping her thick butt greedily and pulling her hips to me, ensuring she could feel my stiffening arousal.

I could tell right away where this was headed. Words weren’t necessary anymore. Maybe too much had already been said. I didn’t know. It didn’t matter. I was going to fuck her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Tommy positively devoured me, kissing me like a man starved. Man, did he ever know what he was doing, and that bulge pressed against my belly suggested that not only did he have the experience for the job but that he also had the perfect equipment. The denim of his jeans rubbed against my sensitive skin and the coolness of the button felt amazing on the flesh that was suddenly burning up.

I did everything I could to press myself even harder into his arms, tongue slipping and sliding against his in what was an urgent kiss without any real grace to it. Apparently we’d both been waiting too long for this.

My hands slid up underneath the hem of his shirt, nothing but smooth skin under my palms the higher they reached for his shoulder blades, effectively pulling him into me and getting as much contact with his skin as I could.

I’d been waiting for this for too long to stop now. It may have made me come off as a slut, so willing to jump in bed with him after just reuniting about an hour or so ago, but I could care less. Tommy had been on my radar for more than a decade and I was damn well going to do what I could to make that happen. Besides, the chemistry was scorching between us; the tension was high and I could tell that he was just as into it as I was. Something in my chest told me that this was the right thing to do.

 

[RawDog33]

I grasped the lapel of her light leather jacket and pulled it back, peeling it off her, eager to expose more of her. My hands moved up under her blouse, up her back, my fingers digging hungrily into her soft flesh. I was overcome with desire. I had to have this woman. My hands went to the bottom of her shirt and I lifted it up and over her head, and she happily raised her arms to let me. The garment was tossed aside, revealing a strapless, black lace bra.

My hands came up, cupping her tits over her bra, squeezing at her flesh, our kiss growing ever more passionate and lusty. One of my hands dropped to her butt, groping her and then pulling up her flared skirt to grasp her bare ass; she was wearing something lacy and small under there and I couldn’t wait to see it.

I broke the kiss, but only to move my lips to her neck, sucking and nibbling the taut flesh up and down from her shoulder to her ear, my hand moving up from her breast to grasp a handful of hair and yank it back, forcing her to look upwards as I devoured her.

She was delicious.

 

[Cum_Inside]

I moaned happily at his hands on my rear and with purpose, I began pushing him backward towards the couch I spied in front of the television. Tommy went willingly and when we got there he allowed himself to lower himself down into the cushions. Following him down, I straddled his lap and smiled at the large bulge in his pants under my moist centre.

Our kisses remained frantic, my body writhing in his lap as my excitement grew. Tommy’s hands touched every part of my skin he could reach and the friction of his roughened, callused hands caused goosebumps to rise on my own flesh.

 

[RawDog33]

I couldn’t have been happier to have her on top of me like that, our bodies hungrily grinding on each other. My hands roamed all over her body.

We stopped our groping and grinding and kissing only long enough for me to reach down between us so I could unzip my fly and tug my jeans down my legs, leaving me in my boxers and a tee shirt. A moment later I found the zipper at the back of her skirt, unzipped it, and the skirt came off over her head and joined my jeans on the floor, and I finally got to see the tiny black thong that matched her lacy strapless bra.

Our kissing and grinding resumed with a fervor I hadn’t felt in years. My hands got a good grip on each of her buttcheeks and I took control of her body, rolling her hips against me. The heat between my cock and her cunt was irresistible, just two layers of thin fabric separating our bare skin...

“I’ve got condoms in the bedroom,” I groaned...