Chapter 10

His phone rang around seven in the morning, just shy of his alarm going off. It was Mimi asking him what he did after he dropped her off, curious if he went out on the prowl. Of course he couldn’t tell her that he went straight home and spanked his monkey otherwise she’d get the wrong idea, especially given the fact that she had been squirming in his lap less than an hour prior.

“I went out for a few drinks. Not much going on last night. I was home by midnight, tucked into bed,” Luke said, offering her a little white lie.

“Not alone...” Emma teased, giggling quietly.

“Yes, Mimi. It does happen sometimes,” Luke grinned. “So how are you feeling this morning?”

“I still can’t believe I had the guts to go through with that. I’m still giddy!” Emma cooed, the pleasant lilt of her voice nurturing him awake.

“You were awesome, girl. I’m proud of you,” Luke said yawning, rubbing his eyes with his free hand.

“It was so empowering, really. You were right,” she admitted cautiously, causing Luke to chuckle.

“I usually am,” he teased, knowing she was probably rolling her eyes on the other side of the line.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re a frigging genius,” she quipped back, “what would I do without you?”

“Lead a very boring existence? Spend too much money on therapy? Cry yourself to sleep every night?” Luke offered, sitting up and resting on the edge of his bed.

“Your modesty knows no bounds, Luke.”

“Speaking of bounds, I went shopping a few days ago and bought something for you. Don’t make plans for Saturday night,” he insisted, toying with a plastic bag on his bedside table. The contents were definitely going to test her grit and maybe offer her some sexy fun along the way. The truth was, he wasn’t sure how she would react to what he had in mind for her next adventure but she asked him to show her his world, and on occasion, this was part of it.

“What did you buy me?” Emma asked cautiously. He could imagine her pretty eyes expressing her nervous curiosity.

“You’ll see soon enough. Are you working today?” he asked, deliberately changing the subject, knowing it would make her a little crazy.

“Yes,” she replied, sighing deeply, “you’re not going to tell me, are you?”

“Not a chance,” he laughed, “hang on, my alarm is going off.” He brought the phone down and quickly hit the snooze, then brought his cell back to his ear. Emma was chuckling quietly to herself.

“What has you giggling like that?” Luke asked, a smile spreading across his own face. He loved hearing her laughter, especially because there were way too many years without it.

“I was just thinking about the look on your face last night when I pulled you up on stage. You looked terrified!” she chuckled.

“Oh, you enjoyed that, did you?”

“A little bit...” she agreed playfully.

“I wasn’t terrified...” he insisted, remembering how horny he had been.

“Come on, maybe a little?” she prodded, “You seemed so fidgety.”

Luke shook his head and chuckled. Fidgety was one way to describe it, but he certainly wasn’t going to tell her that. “Okay, maybe I was a tad nervous but don’t worry, I’ll get you back on Saturday. Now go get ready for work. I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay,” she offered sweetly, “and Luke?”

“Ya?”

“Thanks again for last night. I thought my heart was going to beat right out of my chest, but I can’t remember the last time I felt so alive. I never thought I could do anything like that or that anyone would be turned on by me, let alone a room full of people. It was kind of validating, you know?” she explained, her voice laced with sincerity.

“Don’t thank me, Mimi, I would do anything to make you happy,” Luke insisted, grateful that she was finally able to get the validation she needed.

Emma inhaled deeply and then slowly let out her breath, “you’re a good friend, Luke. You know I love you.”

“Come on, Mimi, it’s too early in the morning for this sentimental shit,” Luke moaned, playfully brushing her off. She giggled on the other end of the line.

“Sorry, I know, mushy stuff makes you squirm. That’s why you never have overnighters with your dates.”

“Something like that,” Luke admitted, running his fingers through his dark mop of morning hair. It wasn’t that he hated mushy stuff, he just had no idea how to respond to it. He was good at a lot of things, but pillow talk wasn’t one of them and honestly, he hadn’t had a lover yet that made him feel all that sentimental. “Have a good day, Mimi. Try to find some trouble to get into.”

“Haha. Enjoy your day, buddy. I’ll talk to you soon,” Emma chirped, hanging up the phone.

Luke went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, slipping his toned body under the warm stream of water. Last night was a fun night. He had to admit it was exciting taking Mimi out with him. For the past year or so he found he was growing more restless, even bored with his life. Mimi was making it fun again, and living vicariously through her was sparking his imagination once again. He was over thirty and had spent the better part of his twenties swinging from chandeliers, playing the field, upping the ante. There wasn’t much left for him to explore, at least within his comfort zone, and even though he was a horn-dog, he’d pretty much pushed the envelope as far as he could. Not much excited him anymore.

He was surprised by how amped up he had been last night. Sure, he had fantasized about Mimi in the past, on more than one occasion, but that was long before she married Andy. Teenage boys weren’t always the most discerning when it came to jerk-off fantasies and he was no exception. It had been awhile since he thought of her that way. Not that she wasn’t a sexy woman, she definitely was, but he liked the clear boundaries their friendship offered, and theirs was the only stable relationship in his life. He could be himself with her and while he had many lovers, none of them could hold a candle to her. He could talk to her about anything, not that he did, but if he ever had the urge to share his deep, dark feelings, Mimi would definitely be the one he would share them with.

Of course, he would never tell her how horny he had been watching her dance and he hoped it was just a one-off thing (but that was doubtful). Chances were pretty good that if they were going to play in the same circles, he was bound to get randy once in a while but he was a big boy, he would find a way to take care of that himself. He wouldn’t do anything to fuck up their friendship, hard dick or not.

He stood under the hot stream, allowing the water to cleanse away the inappropriate thoughts churning in his brain, but his cock wasn’t ready to submit. He felt the unmistakable pull of arousal in his groin as he began to stiffen and he leaned himself back just enough to allow the pressure of the shower to play on the tip of his erection. No sooner had he dismissed his thoughts about his half-naked friend did they slip back into his head, teasing a full-blown erection out of him. Realizing there was only one way out of his predicament, he slipped a strong hand down his stomach, gripping his cock forcefully. He held himself against the wall and began stroking himself methodically, searching his brain’s data bank for something sexy to spank off to, something other than Mimi. He settled on a generic threesome fantasy, a hedonistic ‘go to’ that almost always guaranteed a quick release, and this time proved no different.