Against All Odds Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Against All Odds Pt. 04

... minute I saw him, my pussy got instantly wet. That made me furious. He was the last person I had sex with and the last person I wanted to have sex with. The sudden wave of sexual memories really made me feel ashamed. I hated him, and this showed in my mood. As usual, he was charming and said all the right things. I could tell now that he was good at this, and even though he had feelings for me, I knew he did this with any woman he wanted to bed.

"You miss me, Melissa? You miss my big cock, don't you?"

"Ryan, I might be pregnant."

This stopped him in his tracks, and the right things quickly became wrong. What a jerk, I thought. "How do you know it's mine?"

"I don't, but if I am pregnant, I'm not going to tell Dave, and I will faced with a hard decision."

"If you need, I can pay for the abortion." He obviously didn't really want a relationship with me.

I was angry with that thought and realized that even talking to him was a terrible mistake. I didn't know if I could even have an abortion, and the last person I should be talking to was Ryan. If I was pregnant, I would need to speak with Dave about it. It would end us if it was Ryan's, but at the same time, I hoped beyond hope if I was pregnant, it was his.

"You know what, Ryan. Fuck you." The Irish girl in me wanted to be cruel, but there was no point.

I just left and called Shirley. We met, and I spilled my guts. I'd made some terrible decisions. I cried for hours. She just listened to me. In the ...

... end, it was a deep catharsis. I was spent, and as a symbol of this final change, I blocked Ryan and cut the thought of him out of my life. Shirley also told me that getting clean was a shock that could really mess with my cycles. Just like magic, three days later, my period came.

It was a huge relief mixed with sadness thinking about having a child with Dave. After this, and with my utter rejection of even the memory of Ryan, I had renewed purpose and hope I could win Dave's heart again.

He made thirty days, and four days later, I did as well.

We had dinner the following evening. We went to the same Thai place after our first date. The owner was there, gushing over Dave and flirting terribly, telling me how lucky a girl I was. I just smiled.

Dave looked fantastic. He had lost a lot of weight, bulked up, and looked like a linebacker. He had started shaving his head close, and his goatee trim and tight. His face was chiselled and manly. The very sight of him made me swoon and my pussy wet. I was such as slut, I thought, but right now, I only wanted to be his slut.Patience and honesty, I said to myself.

Dinner came, and we both ate with gusto. It was good having an appetite, and I would need to learn how to manage eating properly again. I was still very insecure about how I looked. But I was working on that.

"Mel, you look fantastic."

I blushed and replied, "You too, Babe."

We both smiled, knowing we had reverted to our pet names. It was obvious there was ...