One Night Stand: One Night Stand: Book One (14 page)

She'd have to give him hell about failing his next assignment, but at least he had chosen her over Robin.

"John?" A desperate sadness filled Robin's voice.

Lisa suppressed a laugh, not that it would have mattered with the phone muted. Still, she couldn't feel a lot of sympathy for Robin, just now. After all, she was trying to steal Lisa's man.

"No more going slow!" John said.

A sudden silence filled the line so that Lisa couldn't make out what was happening, but she feared she knew. "No, John, not with her..."

Robin gave a little shriek, her voice high with excitement.

"Easy, John—"

"No!" John said again. "I've waited a long time for this. Tell me you want me to touch them!"

Robin's voice grew quieter, but Lisa could still make out the words. "Touch them, John."

Lisa found herself scooting forward on the edge of her chair, body tingling with nervous and sexual excitement. Was John touching the fabled breasts? She knew she should simply be jealous, but she wished she could watch to see what he would do with them.

John's voice cracked with new authority and confidence.

"Tell me to squeeze them!"

Lisa could barely make out Robin's timid reply. "Squeeze them, John."

"Louder!"

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Robin shrieked, as if under pressure from his fingers.

"Squeeze them, John!"

Lisa grew wet. Her pulse revved. She wished she could take John's big cock in her hand right now and feel it get long and stiff with excitement. She would take it into her mouth while he amused himself above. His love and his orgasm would be all hers—not Robin's.

"Easy, honey," Robin begged. "They're very sensitive. I...

oh...okay, I'll help. We can take it off."

Lisa's fingers slid down and rubbed hard through her shorts. The pressure felt wonderful, but it only increased her urgency. John was taking off Robin's shirt. Why did that knowledge make Lisa so hot? Lisa hated Robin, but the thought of John fucking her at Lisa's command had truly turned Lisa on. She could make John do anyone she wanted.

Fuck them or not fuck them; then come running back to Lisa for some serious satisfaction.

She moaned in unison with Robin. "Ohhhh..."

A wet spot spread across her shorts.

"Easy, honey," Robin said. "That hurts."

"Then take off the damn bra!" John ordered. No warmth colored his voice, just suspicious anger and utter urgency, as if he suspected if he waited too long, Robin would run and leave him unsatisfied again.

Lisa knew she could make that happen. All she had to do was press mute again on her phone then call loudly over the re-activated speaker: "John? John? What's happening, John?"

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reel him back in when she wanted him. She could picture multiple mutual orgasms exploding out of this memory. And taking John back away from Robin? Why that would be a pleasure all in itself.

"Easy, honey," Robin pleaded.

"Get it off!" John commanded.

Lisa rubbed herself faster, harder, driving her silk shorts around and around on her clit.

"Yes!" John exploded and Lisa thought for a moment he had ejaculated, but Robin sucked in a sharp hiss of breath and Lisa knew all at once that John had finally gotten his mouth on her tits. He sounded a completely different man than the one she had experienced. That John was urgent yet attentive; this one was driven and selfish.

Lisa liked the difference. She often felt that way herself.

Robin hissed again. "That hurts, John! No biting!"

Lisa grinned as Robin whined. She knew that
she
could take anything John wanted to give.

Robin hissed again and evidently pulled away from John's mouth. "Okay, okay," Lisa heard John saying. "I'll give you a choice then. If you want me to stop sucking your nipples, get down on your knees and suck my cock!"

Lisa smiled, imagining prissy Robin's horror at the prospect. She twisted her own nipple hard enough that Robin would have gasped. Her other hand dug into her shorts deep into her wetness. Her thumb brutalized her silk-covered clit.

Lisa really felt it now. Her chest heaved to suck in each breath and her sight began to narrow with the approach of a truly powerful orgasm.

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"Deeper!" John yelled. "Suck me deeper!"

Lisa could imagine him crushing Robin's breasts against his erection. He would force himself through the breasts into Robin's mouth, then pull back again, trailing saliva and pre-cum after him. Thrust forward in adherence to Lisa's commands, then pull back getting ready to spray Robin with his cum.

Lisa could tell by his grunts how close he was getting. Lisa wanted to explode with him. She pulled her nipple so hard it should have torn off her breast. Her fingers worked more frantically. Her pulse rose higher into her neck.

The doorbell rang.

Lisa tried to ignore it. She was too close to an orgasm to care and in no shape to receive visitors.

It rang again, repeatedly, insistently.
Ding
,
ding
,
ding
,
ding
.

Still she tried to ignore it, but it was hard to keep her mind on John with the damn doorbell ringing through her head.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding..."

In utter frustration, she tossed the phone down and lurched to her feet. "I'm coming, damn it!"

She staggered across her living room and took a quick peak through the curtain. Doug's red pickup truck was in her driveway.

"God damn it!" she shouted, stomping angrily toward the front door. She yanked at her t-shirt and got it down over one breast. There was nothing she could do about the stain on her red shorts. She twisted the lock and threw open the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she shouted.

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Doug stood frozen staring at her, trapped between lust and fear.

Suddenly too aware of her actual appearance, Lisa reached out, grabbed hold of his t-shirt and yanked him into her foyer.

She slammed the door behind him. Then turning, she stood with fists on hips and screamed at him, "What are you doing here?"

Doug continued to stare, utterly captivated at the sight of Lisa's bare breast.

"Oh, for God's sake, Doug, you've seen it before! It's called a nipple!" With a frustrated tug, Lisa finished covering her top. There was nothing she could do about her shorts or the copious juices moistening her thighs. "What are you doing here?"

Doug made a visibly stupendous effort to get control of himself. He took a huge breath, held if for a moment, and let it out again. Then he closed his eyes and whispered something to himself. Maybe he was counting. When he opened his eyes, he carefully avoided looking anywhere but at Lisa's face.

"I know you told me when I left this morning not to come back for a while, but I got to thinking. I don't like what happened yesterday. You're my friend. It's not fair to you! I mean, I came two times.
Two times
! And you didn't get any satisfaction at all. So I figure I owe you something and I came back to make it right. Only, it looks as if," he couldn't prevent himself from looking down at Lisa's wet shorts and legs, "I've interrupted something and made it worse."

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Lisa felt taken aback. Doug seemed genuinely concerned that he had mistreated her. And she had called him a worm!

In a spontaneous concession to friendship, Lisa threw her arms around Doug. "You poor sweet fool, I teased you mercilessly and
you
come saying
you're
sorry. Believe me, Doug. Last night I got everything I deserved."

Doug's hands flailed for a moment with uncertainty, then tentatively clasped Lisa against him. His full erection throbbed against Lisa's stomach. "It's still not right," he insisted. "You deserve better."

Lisa released Doug and he reluctantly stepped away from her.

"So what do you want, Doug? To try and fuck me again?

I've got to be honest with you. I don't want to repeat last night."

The bulge in Doug's pants affirmed Lisa's suggestion, but he said, "I'll do whatever you want, just so that we make it right."

"That's giving me a lot of power," Lisa told him. "What if I tell you I want you to dress up in my underwear that that would get me off? Would you do it? What if I want to film you prancing in my panties? Doug, you ought to know me by now.

I'm not nice to men, especially regarding sex. Why don't you get smart and go home?"

Doug's face flushed, but Lisa couldn't tell if the thought of being filmed in her underwear turned him on or frightened him. Come to think of it, knowing Doug, both could be true.

"I just think you deserve to orgasm," he said again.

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"I've got fingers," she told him, waving them in front of his nose. The expression on his face hardened into one of complete defiance.

"Oh hell," Lisa muttered. "Follow me into the living room."

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John opened his apartment door for Robin, certain only that whatever happened in the next few minutes, his life had already taken another turn for the worse. He'd found two women in his thirty-seven years to really get crazy about and both of them turned out to be insane. Lisa liked hoops: crazy, maddening, exciting,
disturbing
games for him to play for her.

He hadn't figured out yet if she was simply seriously phobic about commitment, or if she just got off on the thought of him fucking other women and still coming back to her. The latter seemed a better fit, because even now she was waiting on the phone, listening to hear whatever passed between him and Robin. Could it get weirder than that?

Robin, on the other hand, was even crazier. What sort of woman had breasts like that, yet freaked out whenever she caught someone looking at them? Her closet full of issues had been keeping John lingering in an unsatisfied frenzy for years and he had had enough of it. He wanted no more unfulfilled suggestions, and he certainly didn't want to listen to her cry or scream at him.

"John."

Robin had dressed in tight faded jeans and a simple white t-shirt that did not cover her midriff and barely contained another pink bra. The sight merely confirmed John's recent observation. Robin's flat naked belly emphasized the enormous swell of her breasts. Last night, John had been willing to believe Robin was simply excessively sensitive about 127

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her bosom. Today, he knew the truth. Robin had been teasing him all these years. Getting off on making him hard and refusing to satisfy him.

"John, I'm really sorry about last night."

John didn't believe it for a moment, but he pretended he did. "Me to."

"It's just that when I saw those bite marks, I realized you'd been with another woman and I got jealous and felt hurt. I didn't stop to think."

"It's okay, Robin," John lied. He just wanted to get her out of here so he could go back to talking to Lisa. "We've been friends a long time."

"That's it exactly! Before last night, I didn't have a
right
to be jealous. We were just friends. And I, I'm sorry."

John said nothing, waiting for her to finish. Robin squirmed uncomfortably. He tried to stay disinterested, but the movement attracted his attention to her very hard nipples.

When John maintained his silence, Robin continued.

"Anyway, I've been thinking about this—about you—and I-I think we should try again, but go slow."

"No!" John felt no hesitations regarding his answer. He refused to put up with Robin's issues anymore. Being sensitive and understanding just resulted in a lot of lonely erections. No more!

"John?"

"No more going slow!" John almost turned his back on her, picked up the phone and returned to Lisa. He would have if not for her latest challenge! Why did both these women have 128

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to be out of their minds? Would Lisa really reject him if he refused to play her game?

Unfortunately, John believed she would. He'd have to give Robin one last chance, but this time it would be on his terms.

John stepped forward and kissed Robin hard on the mouth.

His left hand cupped her breast and squeezed it gently.

Robin gave a little shriek. Her voice rose high with excitement. "Easy, John."

"No!" John rejected her plea. "I've waited a long time for this. Tell me you want me to touch them!"

Robin shivered and closed her eyes, but she did not pull away from him. Her voice fell to little more than a whisper.

"Touch them, John."

John's penis stood up tall within his pants as he brought up his other hand to join the first in gently caressing Robin's breasts.

"Tell me to squeeze them!" he commanded.

Robin's reply remained timid, but her hard nipples thickened and strained toward his hands. "Squeeze them, John."

John wanted to make certain Lisa could hear what they were doing. "Louder!" He squeezed his fingers deep into her flesh.

Robin shrieked. "Squeeze them, John!"

He ground his palms hard into Robin's nipples and squeezed her breasts again.

"Easy, honey," Robin begged. "They're very sensitive."

John ignored her, pulling on her nipples until a shock of pleasure startled Robin's face.

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"I, oh..."

Remembering his frustration of the night before, John suddenly released Robin's breasts and fumbled to lift her shirt. Robin's hands rose to join his. "Okay, I'll help. We can take it off."