Chapter 5

Wyatt

I take a deep breath, inhaling the clean, fresh air flowing in our faces at seventy-five miles per hour as we drive to Ruby’s work. The humid summer air is comforting, and the bass is booming, leaving me nostalgic about our drive to school way back when.

My perfect hair is flowing in the breeze, my tan muscles are flexed as they lean along Jake’s ride, and my loyal dog is having the time of his life, leaning out the car, enjoying the ride. This is the most chill and hassle-free I’ve felt in a long time.

I’d probably be able to fall asleep if I wasn’t too busy with the two insane chores my mind chose. Number one, thinking about the last time I saw Ruby. Number two, trying to control my stupid fucking episodes I can’t seem to get away from.

“Hey, man, remember those nights we’d sneak off while my parents were asleep?” Jake breaks the silence just as I almost forgot he was here with me. “We’d smoke a couple cigarettes, thinking we were hot shit, and do target practice with our air rifles, shooting bottles and shit.”

I laugh, “Oh yea, those were the fuckin’ times, dude. No responsibilities, just chasing girls and playing ball.”

Jake replies after taking a deep exhale, “Amen to that. Fuck, it’s crazy how things change.”

I nod without really thinking about what he said.

It’s crazy how things change.

“You’re right,” I concur. It’s important to let your bros know when you’re on their level. And this fucker has been my bro for so long, he has to know I get what he’s saying.

Reflecting on the changes the last seven years have brought us, I still can’t believe Jake’s little sister, Ruby, is a grown woman now.

It’s easy to acknowledge my growth and Jake’s, too, but something about imagining Ruby grown still seems odd as hell to me. It’s not like she didn’t have anything going on at all; I just remember, it was like she wasn’t done growing yet.

Regardless, I’m curious to see what she looks like. Did her skinny little body ever fill out, blessing her with nice tits or a firm ass? Does she still wear her hair in its natural fiery red color?

Does she know how to ride a massive cock after five drinks and a night of dancing? Does she still have a sweet, tight little virgin pussy?

Fuck. Looking back, Ruby was always a pretty girl, but if she’s grown up to be half as hot as the woman I’m picturing, she definitely doesn’t have any problems finding men.

Who has she become?

Is Ruby still the awkward girl who blushed for hours after the kiss we briefly shared at the end of my last lake house vacation seven years ago?

The truth is, those questions have been running through my mind since graduation. Ruby followed me across the stage, through boot camp, through special ops training, through war…

I don’t know why she’s been on my mind for so long, and so heavily. The kiss was nothing but a small peck. But it sent shock waves through me. Shook me to my core. I got uncontrollably lost in her ingenuous stare that day. It’s a trance I still can’t justify.

We haven’t said a word to each other since. But the energy we shared while standing in silence until her mom walked up to check on her was potent. It was all I needed to be hooked for life.

I’ve fucked dozens of hot chicks over the years in every position imaginable. Still, that beautiful damn Ruby…She’s a brilliant fucking piece of ass.

We’ve been on the road for only fifteen minutes, but I feel like we’ve been going for hours. I don’t know how the hell I’ve gotten into torturing myself over that damn Ruby Watson.

My hands are strategically folded in my lap like a goddamn preschooler in a story circle before nap time. All this to hide the fact that my cock is rock hard thinking about my best friend’s only little sister while he drives us to pick her up.

If I could shove my cock into the back of her throat…

I can’t though, right? I’m pretty sure Jake would crucify me for even thinking about it. But, goddamn. A bitch has never had my cock so hard in my entire life without at least having to try.

I take a deep breath and allow the air to continuously slap me in the face through the open window. I’m glad I’d assumed I’d need a few roadies, so there’s a small cooler full of beers between my legs.

I crack open another, and begin engaging in small talk with Jake to take my mind off what’s to come…seeing Ruby.

“Maybe my time away from home has me twisted, but how much longer do we have ‘til we get to Ruby’s office?” I ask Jake. “I feel like we’ve been riding all damn day.”

I take a look at Rowdy napping peacefully in the back seat. I’ve had him for about eight years now. He’s getting old, but he’s still my pup.

As silly as the shit sounds, I feel like he’s the only one who understands me most of the time. I would kill for him. Besides, he keeps all the pests off my property.

Jake chuckles, “It isn’t that far. We just have to pass a ton of boring shit before we actually get there. There’s no scenic route to her office. Trust me, I’ve tried to find one.” He pauses for a few moments, almost like he lost his train of thought to boredom. “We’ll get to Ruby in ten minutes or so. Then we’ll be at the lake house in about two hours.”

“Shit,” I mutter then sigh, just before taking another swig of beer.

Jake just laughs again, and I laugh with him.

“I thought you military dudes were supposed to be all patient and disciplined and shit.” Jacob sarcastically remarks.

“I must’ve missed that day…”

This is probably going to be my life for now. I should get used to it. People constantly reminding me of the events I desperately want to leave behind.

Jake doesn’t know. No one does. I just wish I didn’t have to be the military guy or the Navy SEAL.

I still haven’t done any socializing outside of small talk with neighbors or cashiers at the grocery store for this exact reason. My poker face is getting better by the minute though.

All the air coming at us, combined with the warmth of the sunlight, and the relaxing aide of the beer makes me mellow out quickly. Before I know it, my eyes are fluttering and eventually close on our trek to Ruby.

“Man, you’re drooling.” Jake taps me, waking me up from my little nap.

“Damn, I didn’t even plan on falling asleep.” I wipe the corners of my mouth with the back of my hand.

We’re parked in front of a full glass office building, surrounded by trees and tulips growing in the front.

Jake makes a call to his sister from the car’s speaker system. It rings, and rings, and rings, until finally, we hear Ruby’s voicemail greeting.

Even if it is just a recording, my cock is at full attention from the sound of her melodic voice coming through the speakers surrounding us. I quickly adjust myself and clear my throat.

“Well, she didn’t answer. I guess we’re going in to get her,” Jake announces.

“Alright, cool. Yeah,” I respond. “Rowdy, stay. We’ll be right back, boy.”

We hop out of the jeep and stroll up to the firm.

Nice place.

My heart races as Jake puts his hand on the doorknob. He slowly pulls the door open, and as soon as I see what’s in front of me, my blood starts boiling and I’m ready to throw a punch at a mother fucker.