I didn't actually get drunk, not slurring my words, staggering around, black-out drunk anyway. I was one of those guys who was always too responsible to get completely hammered because I was worried about doing something stupid. Even now, when all I wanted to do was forget, I couldn't bring myself to drink that much. Instead, I sat in front of the fireplace and watched the flames flicker as I nursed first one and then the second bottle of beer.

The alcohol took the edge off at least, making things fuzzy and seem a lot less important. Thinking about Lara didn't hurt anymore, not really. It was more of a dull ache rather than a sharp pain. The anger toward her for cheating and lying had faded as well. Unfortunately, with its departure it left room for me to be depressed.

The future yawned open in front of me, dark and empty. All of the plans I'd had were gone. No house. What was the point, after all? I'd wanted to buy that big, beautiful house for a family I was never going to have. I'd lost the woman I'd thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. The woman I was going to marry, who was going to be the mother of my children. When this weekend was over, I was going back to my nice, empty apartment and my lucrative business and have no future aside from the money I could make.

The problem was, I didn't care about money, not really. I enjoyed the things I could do and buy, but what I really wanted was someone to share all of this with.

I glared at my now-empty beer bottle as if it was the reason I was slumped here on the couch feeling sorry for myself. I stood up and made my way back to the kitchen. I tossed my bottle into the recycling bin and stood at the refrigerator for a few minutes, trying to decide if I wanted to try some food or another drink. Suzette and her friends had brought a ton of junk food, the kind I remembered thriving on in college.

I grabbed a bag of munchies and headed back to my room. I didn't want to drink anymore and I didn't want to be here when the others came back from skiing and hiking. I wasn't exactly trying to avoid them, but I was pretty sure I wouldn't be very good company at the moment. No need to ruin their vacation.

What I really needed was to relax and then sleep off the rest of the day. I glanced outside. The sun was starting to set, which meant they'd be back soon. I headed into the bathroom and when I was finished, I made a decision. Relax. The hot tub sounded really good at the moment.

My dad and step-mom had wanted something small and intimate, but Suzette and I had convinced them to get one big enough that half a dozen people could be seated in comfort. As I headed for the enclosed back porch where they'd installed the tub, I wished they'd gotten the smaller one. I didn't want any chance of company.

The area was empty when I arrived, so I set my towel on the bench in front of the fireplace and pushed the button to start a fire. The air in here was chilly and I set the flame on low, just wanting to take the edge off. The real heat would come from the water.

It didn't take the tub long to heat up and I sighed when I stepped in. I took my favorite place, right where a couple jets would pound into my muscles like an amazing massage. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes and the water kneaded the sore muscles. It was heaven, exactly what I needed.

I must've dozed because the next thing I knew, a noise startled me awake. I opened my eyes and it took my brain a minute to figure out what I was seeing.

Denise stood at the edge of the tub wearing a slinky silk robe that showed off the curves I'd admired before. She smiled down at me and untied the belt. I swallowed hard and sat up straight.

“I thought you could use a little company.” She let the robe fall.

Fuck.

Large, firm breasts that were gorgeous but just imperfect enough for me to know they were real. Hips that offered something to hold on to. Her pussy was neatly trimmed and her nipples were already starting to harden. She held up her hand and, between her fingers, was a condom.

“Denise.” I shifted uncomfortably. My cock was starting to harden just from looking at her, but I was trying very hard not to listen to it. “I don't think this is a good idea.”

“I think it is.” She stepped into the water and made her way toward me, her breasts swaying a hypnotic invitation. She stopped right in front of me and leaned over. Her breasts moved tantalizingly close to my face as she set the condom down on the edge of the hot tub.

I closed my eyes. I wasn't going to give in. I felt hands on my thighs, tugging at my shorts and opened my eyes. Denise was kneeling in front of me, the water around her shoulders.

“Just sit back and enjoy the ride.”

Before I could protest, she ducked under the water and, a moment later, I felt her mouth around my cock.

“Shit!” My hands opened and closed as she took all of my cock into her mouth. I was only half-hard, but as her tongue and lips went to work, she had to let more of me slip out. After longer than I'd have thought possible, she came up for air.

“I'm on the CSU swim team.” She smiled at me as she moved to straddle my lap. She rubbed against my cock, her hands in my hair, her breasts pressed into my chest.

Dammit. I was no saint.

I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her toward me. My lips crashed into hers with bruising force and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, tasting the chlorine from the water and my own flavor. Her hands ran over my chest and across my nipples. She broke the kiss and made her way down my throat and across my chest, licking and sucking at my sweat-slicked skin. When her teeth scraped across my nipple, I moaned. I grabbed her hips.

“Stand up.”

She stood on the seat and I wrapped my arms around her legs to keep her steady even as I pressed my mouth against her pussy. Her fingers dug into my hair, pressing my face closer. I thrust my tongue between her folds, lapping at the moisture I found there. Her clit was already hard and throbbing, and she cried out as I wrapped my lips around it. I felt her muscles beginning to shake.

Damn she had a quick trigger. I thrust two fingers into her and she came.

She tugged at my hair, almost making my eyes water, but I kept working over her clit with my tongue and pumping my fingers in and out. I twisted them, rubbing my knuckles against her g-spot until her entire body was convulsing. Only then did I stop.

I stood, wrapping my arms around her and lifting her out of the tub. She was almost too tall, but I managed to get her onto her back without too much trouble. As I settled between her legs, I picked up the condom wrapper and tore it open. I looked down at Denise when I smelled blueberries.

“I like blueberries.” She grinned up at me and licked her lips. “I want you to finish in my mouth.”

I wasn't going to say no to that. I rolled the condom over my shaft and stroked myself a couple times. Maybe I did just need to lose myself in a woman.

“Let's see if you fuck with your cock as well as you do with your mouth.”

I raised an eyebrow and she laughed. “Come on, Rylan, smile. You're far too serious.”

I smiled as I reached down and hooked her legs over my arms. “You want me to fuck you?”

She nodded.

“How hard?” I leaned forward and buried myself inside her in one thrust.

She wailed, her back arching. I pulled back and then surged forward, making her cry out again.

“How hard do you want it?” I asked. I moved faster, driving deep, taking her hard.

“Harder,” she gasped out. She grabbed my ass, nails digging into my skin as she urged me on.

I bent my head, sucking on one of her nipples as I fucked her. She was a loud and enthusiastic lover, writhing beneath me, her pussy contracting around my cock. She came twice while I was inside her, each time screaming so loudly I was sure everyone in the house would hear.

I felt my balls tightening, the pressure inside me growing. I pulled back and she made a sound of protest. Her legs splayed to either side, her hand automatically moving to take my place. Three fingers slid into her pussy and she ran out her tongue to lick her lips. She crooked a finger at me and made a 'come hither' motion.

“In my mouth.” I didn’t need the reminder.

I pulled off the condom and tossed it aside. Even as she started working herself toward another climax, I moved up her body, straddling her shoulders. I leaned forward and her lips parted. Placing my hands on the floor, I began to thrust into her hot, wet mouth. I kept the strokes shallow, but when she began to suck, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

Her tongue teased at the tip and then I felt a hand on my ass, pushing me deeper, more urgently. I let her take me as far as she wanted. I swore as she took me into her throat. When she swallowed, that was it. My eyes squeezed closed as I came.

I straightened, leaving a trail of cum across her lips as my softening cock slid out of her mouth. She licked it clean, even as her body shuddered with another climax. I moved off her to sit on the bench for a moment. She rolled onto her side, her fingers playing with her nipple.

“You're even better than I imagined.”

I raised an eyebrow as I reached for my towel and began to dry myself off. “Thought about it a lot, have you?”

“I knew who you were,” she admitted. “And I'd heard some stories.”

“Really?” I had to admit, I was mildly curious.

She shrugged. “I go to some clubs where your name's mentioned. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about.”

“And?” I was surprised. Lara was the only person I'd been with for the past two years. I wouldn't have thought anyone I'd been with before would've still been talking about me.

“The hype doesn't do you justice.” She stood and walked over to where she'd left her robe. “And don't worry,” she said. “I'm not after anything. Just wanted a good lay, and you were definitely that.”

I watched as she left and wondered if she was telling the truth. I certainly hoped so, because things would be awkward for the rest of the weekend if she wasn't. I waited to give her the time necessary to get to her room and then I headed for mine. As dumb as my actions may have been, they did do one good thing. I felt relaxed and my mind cleared. Maybe I'd actually be able to sleep tonight.