Reassessing My Life - Pt. 2 - Sex Stories

Reassessing My Life - Pt. 2

... “Okay. Okay.” A resolute look appeared on her face as she turned fully towards me. “I know what we have to do. Jason, do you trust me?”

“Yes. Absolutely.”

Cass smiled and touched my cheek, then kissed me softly. “Is this… are we going to be a thing? Like a real, actually, trying-to-be-long-term thing? Do you want us to be?” I kissed her back in answer, and she giggled. “Okay, then, come on.”

She pulled me back into the house, up the stairs, and found an empty bedroom. “I’ll be right back.” I opened my mouth to ask a question, but she just kissed me again, then exited the room, that delightful little giggle the only sound she made.

I waited for about ten minutes before I was ready to go looking for her, but I told her I’d trust her. Five minutes after that, she came into the room, giddy and amped up. She shrugged her jacket off, revealing her inked, toned arms. “Okay, we’ve got about fifteen minutes. Get undressed.”

“Wait, what?”

Her hands were at the back of her choker, working at the fastener. “In a little bit, Kim’s going to come through that door. I told her that I came with you, and that you told me that you wanted to talk with her about the two of you. Resolve things with her. And that’s, hah, that’s true, but just not how she thinks.”

I stood as the choker came off, and she continued, “So I figure the best way to show her it’s over is to really, really show her you’ve moved on. When she opens that door, you’re going to be balls deep in your new ...

... girlfriend.” She reached for the hem of her minidress.

This was one of the best ideas I’d ever heard.

No. No. This was one of the worst ideas I’d ever heard.

“No.” My voice was clear and commanding. She paused. “No, we’re not doing that.” I crossed the few steps to her and took her hands.

“But I thought you wanted to–” She looked both hesitant and relieved.

“I do. God, I do. But not– not like this. Our first time together… it should be about us. You and me, not her. She doesn’t matter anymore to me, at all. Even as a nuisance. I’ll deal with that. But I’m not…” I kissed her, pulling her to me and holding her tight. “I’m not going to taint this. This is good, us being together is good, and I want it to stay that way.”

We sat on the bed together, cuddling and kissing for a little bit, before she broke away. “I just wanted to… I lo– care about you so much, and I just wanted her out of your– out of our lives.”

“I love you, too.” Her smile could have lit up the surface of the moon. “But I…” A devilish grin spread across my lips. “I want to see you, all of you, when it’s just us. I want to be the last person to see you naked.” I chuckled, “Well, other than your tattoo artist. Can’t avoid that, really.” Cassandra snorted. “It’s… that’s something special. Something you’ve held yourself to, kept as an intimate thing just for yourself and the people you love. And I want to… to honor that. To not dishonor it or you by asking you to–”

Her voice was insistent and a ...