Chapter 11: Jenny

I’m sitting at my desk and I’m busy with a very important article about a new restaurant that’s just opened up on the platinum mile, right on the beach. It specializes in Mexican food and I’m trying my best to look up all the correct spellings for the various Mexican dishes which they offer. It would do me no good to write a wonderful article and get some of the names of the dishes misspelled along the way.

While I’m busy, I hear the sounds of guitar music coming from outside in the street, but I pay no real attention to it. I figure it’s just a street musician plying his craft and I expect the sounds to die away soon as the musician continues walking down to the town square where most of these people play for whatever coins the locals and visitors care to cast their way. I’m so engrossed in my article that I don’t realize there’s a familiar voice singing along with the guitar music. After about ten minutes, when am finally done looking up all the correct spellings for the Mexican dishes, I still hear the music coming from outside and I decide to go and take a look. I figure I might as well give the musician a couple of dollars just to encourage him to keep playing. When I get outside I see Stacy already standing there and from the look on her face you would have thought she was at a rock concert, watching her favorite rock star performing.

“Looks like I’ve been missing out on the show,” I say and smile at Stacy. But she doesn’t even look at me and continues to stare at the musician. I finally decide to take a closer look at the guy who’s been playing the music and for just a second my mind refuses to accept the signals which my eyes sent its way. Surely this is impossible…

It’s Brad!

I looked over at Stacy and she stands there with a huge grin on her face, almost as if she wants to say, “I told you so.”

I look over at Brad and he just stands there grinning like a schoolboy while he keeps playing his guitar and singing.

“I guess there’s a bit more to your male admirer than you first thought,” Stacy says with that same grin on her face as we both stand there listening to the song Brad sings. It just happens to be one of the songs my dad always used to play to me… ‘Leaving on a Jet Plane’. As I stand there listening to Brad playing guitar and singing it takes me back the days when my dad used to sing to me when I was just a little girl. For the very first time in my life I find myself drawing a favorable comparison between my late father and a guy who is interested in me.

When Brad is finished with his song he takes a little bow and Stacy and I applaud him wildly.

“That was beautiful! I’m so sorry I didn’t come out earlier to hear the other songs you were playing,” I say.

“Don’t worry, I’ve been playing that same song for fifteen minutes now… was kind of wondering whether you were ever going to come out and listen to it,” Brad says and we all burst out laughing.

“But you never told me you were a musician… I mean, you were so secretive about what you do for a living and I never knew that you could sing and play guitar like that!” I say and don’t even try to hide my delightful surprise.

“Well, I wouldn’t call myself a professional musician or anything, but I do enjoy playing the guitar… especially for two beautiful girls like you,” Brad says with a beautiful smile on his gorgeous face and I feel my resistance melting away inside me. This was the very last thing I was expecting from him and I find myself thinking that I’ve been far too hard on Brad… that I’ve seriously misjudged the man he is. By now there’s quite a crowd of people gathered around us and they ask Brad to play them a song. Not surprisingly, he starts playing the same song which had gone done so well with Stacy and myself and everyone starts singing along… “Leaving on a Jet Plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again!”

This time Brad gets a thunderous round of applause from everyone listening and I can tell that he is a bit blown away by the enthusiasm of everyone standing around. Stacy and I rescue Brad from the new admirers and he follows us inside the office to sit down and take a rest.

“Be honest Brad… That’s the only son you know, isn’t it?” Stacy asks and Brad nodded his head in such a funny way that I can’t resist laughing.

“I’m going to be perfectly honest with you,” Brad says, “I heard a little birdie tweet that you like guitar music and I decided to take guitar lessons and learn how to play that song just to impress you!”

I look over at Stacy and she just stands there with a wicked grin on her face. “It was you who told him, wasn’t it?” I say with a note of mock anger in my voice.

“Yes it was me who told him and you can thank me later for helping this gorgeous hunk break through your ridiculous defenses!” Stacy says.

I look at Brad and he sits there like a naughty schoolboy waiting for his test results. “Okay, I have to admit… That was really special and the fact that you went and took guitar lessons just to play me that song makes it even better,” I say, “If you still want to, I will go out with you.”

Brad looks at me incredulously for a moment and then jumps to his feet excitedly.

“Fantastic! I will pick you up after work and we can go wherever you want and do whatever you want to,” he says and before I can say anything else, or change my mind, he waves us goodbye and rushes out of the office with his guitar under his arm. A moment later I hear his Harley starting up and I turn to Stacy, who’s still standing there with an enormous grin on her face.

“I was going to act all angry, but I guess it won’t do me any good… You know me so well that you can probably tell I’m extremely grateful for what you did. Thank you so much!” I say and give Stacy a big hug.

“Don’t mention it! Just you go and have a good time with Brad tonight and always remember that you owe me big time!” Stacy says and I nod my head.

“I do owe you… I owe you for being the best friend a girl can ever hope to have!” I say and dance away to my office excitedly to go and do some work. But I can’t get my mind off of what has just happened and the words of the song which Brad played for me keep ringing through my mind. Eventually I give up trying to write the rest of the article on the Mexican restaurant and just sit around impatiently, waiting for the time to pass and Brad to come and pick me up for our date. I realize that I never arranged a specific time to meet Brad and I’m wondering whether he will be coming around before the end of the business day. I find myself hoping that he will come early so I don’t have to spend any more agonizing moments waiting for him.

I keep looking at my watch and when it’s 4 o’clock I slam my laptop shut and lock the office door behind me. I quickly say goodbye to Stacy and she just gives me a knowing wink before I leave the office. I go outside and prepare myself to wait for Brad, but it isn’t necessary. He’s standing right there with a big grin on his face and we walk over to where his Harley is waiting. I get onto the back and put on the spare helmet.

“How did you know to come a bit earlier than closing time?” I ask with a smile.

“To be perfectly honest, I was hoping you would be able to leave before five, so I just took a chance and drove all the way over and waited out here for you.” He says.

“Good thinking,” I say and feel the excitement welling up inside me.

“Okay, where do you want us to go?” he asks and I suddenly don’t have any specific idea in my head about possible destinations for our date.

“I just feel like taking a wonderful, long drive somewhere beautiful!” I say and jump onto the back of his Harley after putting on the spare helmet.

“Your wish is my command,” Brad says and kick starts the bike to life. We drive off on his beautiful Harley and I hold on tight as he opens up the throttle. He’s going a lot faster than he went the last time he took me on a drive and I really enjoy the feeling of the wind rushing past us as we eat up the miles of tarmac.

I have no idea where we’re going, but I trust Brad to take us somewhere suitable… Somewhere nice and quiet where we can be alone. We drive a long way out of Los Angeles and end up next to a beautiful, green field with large trees surrounding it.

“Why don’t we get off here and just take a walk through the field?” Brad says and I nod my head in agreement. The place looks perfect for a nice walk and it feels great to be out in nature. We walk towards a very tall tree and decide to sit down in the shade just to take a little rest. We left the helmets and the bike a little ways off, next to the road, so we have our hands free and it isn’t long before I’m in Brad’s arms.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve been waiting for this moment,” Brad whispered and kisses me gently on my lips.

“Well well, this is quite a gentle approach when I think about the way you grabbed me on the night of the virgin auction,” I say with just the hint of the smile around my mouth corners and look at Brad with a teasing expression on my face.

“I think it’s time we put that evening out of our minds… I want to get to know you and I propose we make a brand-new start,” he says and my heart starts beating wildly in my chest. I love the fact that Brad wants to forget the extravagant lust and madness of the first night when we took part in that gangbang and I’m one hundred percent in agreement with him.

“That sounds just about right to me,” I say and loosen with nimble fingers Brad lifts my blouse up over my head and then takes off my bra with one expert movement of his right hand.

“Looks like you’ve done this before,” I say with a naughty smile. Brad doesn’t say anything and bends down to kiss me in my neck. I love the feeling of his hot lips and when he sticks his tongue out to lick my earlobe I can feel myself losing control… I reach down and pull his shirt out of his jeans. Then I fumble with the rest of his buttons and when I finally lift his shirt over his head I see those familiar tattoos… the ones I couldn’t keep my eyes off of on the night of the virgin auction. I know he says that we should forget about that night, but now that I have him all to myself I can’t help but think how he stood out from the rest of the guys on that first night…

“Here, let me help you with this,” Brad says and pulls down my panties. He’s already removed my skirt and now I’m stark naked in front of him.

“That’s not fair, you still have your pants on!” I say with mock anger and quickly help him out of the rest of his clothes. His cock is standing at attention and I reached down with my right hand and started stroking it while he sucks on my left nipple. It’s as if there’s a fire burning between us and as we keep touching and exploring each other’s naked bodies the flames start burning higher and higher… Soon it will become a bonfire which will consume us both with its incredible sensual magnitude!

Brad slowly starts kissing me down my body and spends some time licking my bellybutton. It’s slightly ticklish and incredibly erotic at the same time. When he finally makes his way down to my engorged clit and licks it with the tip of his tongue I inhale sharply with the incredible sensation of it.

“Oh yes… Oh yes, lick me… lick me Brad!” I moan unashamedly. There is no one around for miles so we can really let go of ourselves. Brad starts licking my clit in fast, circular movements and I can already feel myself approaching the first climax. Then he sticks two fingers in my pussy at the same time and starts finger fucking me to heaven. It’s not long before my entire body starts aching with incredible pleasure and I feel myself slipping down that slippery slope of orgasmic delight…

“Oh! I’m coming… I’m coming!” I exclaim and Brad buries his tongue all the way inside the warm depths of my pulsing mound.

“Now it’s your turn,” I whisper and pushed him onto his back. I explore every inch of his muscular upper body and lick him on his beautifully chiseled abdominal muscles… down, all the way down towards his rock hard cock. I can feel his body shiver with anticipation as I run the tip of my tongue over his pulsing cockhead and when I finally take it into my mouth he inhales sharply with the incredible sensation of it. I start sucking him up and down his magnificent manhood and roll my tongue around his engorged member as I try to swallow every inch of him. I increase the speed of my movement and just when I feel that he’s about to shoot his load I stop. Then I climb on top of him and slip his cock into my wet pussy. I love the feeling of being in control and start rocking my hips to and fro in fast, rapid movements.

I look down at Brad and he’s looking straight back at me. We share an incredible moment of spiritual intimacy and then I can feel myself losing control again. I start fucking him with reckless abandon and throw my body against his body with such force that we literally slide around on the soft grass. I can feel myself getting close to another climax and, this time, Brad is going there with me. He arches his body at the last moment and then we both erupt at the same time. He throws back his head and I feel him pumping several jets of hot, warm sperm into my body at the same time as I feel my pussy contracting with an incredible orgasm.

“Aah!” I exclaim and loved the way Brad moans with delight at the same time.

When the waves of pleasure finally subside I fall down on top of him and he holds me for the longest time… we lay there underneath the azure skies and I feel like we’ve escaped to heaven.

“Thank you so much for bringing me over here,” I say and kiss him on his lips. He’s still inside me and I can feel his cock stirring again… getting hard once more.

“The pleasure is all mine,” he says with a smile and then pushes me onto my back. He manages to keep his cock inside my pussy and lifts my legs up to open my entire body and naked soul in front of him. Then he starts fucking me and I can’t believe how quickly he’s recovered from our first bout of passion. His cock is rock hard again and I love the way he devours my entire body with his hungry passion like a medieval feast. I lose track of time as we keep fucking each other senseless and when we finally fall down on our backs exhausted, an hour later I know that I’ve never experienced anything like this in my entire life.

“I never thought pleasure like that existed on this planet,” I say, and mean every word of it.

“It almost feels as if this kind of sexual pleasure should be illegal,” Brad quips and we both burst out laughing at his joke. We spend some more time lying there on the grass and when it starts getting dark we get dressed and walk back to where the Harley is waiting. We put on our helmets and start riding home.

As we drive back I get the feeling that my life is never going to be exactly the same again… I’m not entirely certain yet what the future will hold for Brad and me, but I know that we are now some kind of item and the thought of it fills me with anticipation and sheer delight.