18
Emily
I didn’t want my time with Chad to end, but I had some schoolwork to do and I really needed a shower. I couldn’t believe what a great time I’d had. I didn’t think I’d laughed that much in…what seemed like forever.
Chad was so much fun. No one had ever suggested I go paintballing with them before. I didn’t even know the place we went to existed. Everybody we played with was so nice and so much fun. What a terrific idea by an even more terrific guy. I’m not sure anybody would believe I even went there and did that, but I was so glad I did. I would totally go there again.
As soon as I walked into my dad’s place, I stripped down and jumped in the shower. I had paint in the strangest places. I grabbed my sponge and started scrubbing. As soon as I put soap on the sponge, I thought about the last shower I took. It was hard not to feel worked up, especially now that I’d spent time with Chad. He was even nicer than I’d thought. I’d never expected him to be so thoughtful and so much fun. And God, he was sexy. He’d worn an old shirt that was tight on him to play paintball. It accentuated his muscles in a way that should have been forbidden. I tried not to gawk at him, but it was impossible not to. He was a beautiful man. I couldn’t wait to see him naked. At least, I prayed that one day I would see him naked.
When I got to the area that actually didn’t have paint on it, I hesitated. I felt needy and wanton. I’d never had an orgasm two days in a row before, but I thought it was time to continue to make more changes in my life. I needed to be more open-minded about my sexuality, which had been repressed for…my whole life, I guessed.
I closed my eyes and thought of how Chad looked in his shirt. His body was truly lethal. It turned me on more than I thought a man’s body could. He was very muscular and very lean. A deadly combination. I started a slow, sensual massage between my legs while I thought about him. Then I thought about how he had kissed me. In three years Martin had never kissed me with so much ardor. It was probably the sexiest kiss I had ever received in my whole life. No, it was the sexiest kiss I had ever gotten.
The more I thought about that kiss, the more pressure I put between my legs. I had never done more than kiss this man, and I was experiencing more sexual sensations than I had ever felt. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to sleep with him. I knew it would be satisfying. In fact, I was confident this man could rock my world. God, that would be a welcome change.
The wave overtook me quickly. It was unexpected, and it felt great. So much had happened in the past forty-eight hours since I’d left Martin. Every hour that passed made me more confident I had absolutely made the right decision. Watch out world, there was a new Emily in the house!
When I finished my shower, I ordered a pizza and sat down at the kitchen table to do some schoolwork. My phone buzzed. It was Martin. I declined the call. A few minutes later it buzzed again. I was so annoyed. Why couldn’t he just leave me alone? I was about to decline the call when I saw it was Chad. I picked it up quickly. “Hey,” I said excitedly.
“Hi there. I was just wondering if you got all of the paint off of you?”
His question embarrassed me, considering what I had done in the shower. He didn’t know that, though, so I tried to respond as calmly as possible. “As a matter of fact, I did. It wasn’t easy, though,” I told him, laughing.
“Find any bruises yet?” he wondered.
I thought about it and then realized I did have a few bruises. “As a matter of fact, I think I do. On my thighs and arms. What about you?”
“I have a few. Definitely worth it, though, wouldn’t you say?” he asked me.
“Totally. I can’t thank you enough. It was exactly what the doctor ordered,” I told him.
“You are so welcome. So what are you up to?”
“I’m doing the assignment from the lecture. I just ordered a pizza. What about you?”
“I can’t concentrate. I was thinking about how much fun we had. I was also wondering when I could see you again,” he said.
“You’ll see me tomorrow,” I told him with a nervous laugh. I knew that wasn’t what he meant.
“Tomorrow seems far away,” he said seductively.
“Well, I did order a large pizza. I’d be happy to share it with you if you’d like.” Holy crap, I just invited him over. I thought an alien had invaded my body, and I wanted to thank the stars above that the alien was brazen.
“You sure?” he asked me.
“I don’t know. I think so.” I said honestly. Deep down I knew I wanted to see him, but this new relationship scared me.
“I don’t want to pressure you, Emily. I just loved hanging out with you and am looking forward to hanging out with you some more.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. I’d just broken up with Martin. I should probably take some time for myself. Although the new Emily was trying to be spontaneous, I was scared to be too bold.
When I hesitated, Chad said, “Relax. We can do something another time. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I know it’s very soon since the whole Martin debacle.”
“I want to see you too. I’m just scared,” I admitted.
“I understand. We’ll just have to plan to do something another time—”
“No,” I interrupted him in a definitive voice.
“What do you mean, no?” he asked.
“I want to see you too. I’ve been thinking about you and that kiss since we parted ways. I would love for you to come over and share this pizza with me.”
“Will your dad be there?” he asked.
“No, he and his wife, Katharine, live elsewhere. I live here alone.”
“Are you sure?” he asked quietly.
I was done overthinking everything. It was time to take a risk. “I would love to share my pizza with you,” I told him as confidently as I could.
“OK, if you’re sure. I’ll be there soon. Need anything?”
“Nope. I have wine and beer. We are all set.”
“That’s great. I’ll be there soon.”