My Dirty Secrets 2.2 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets 2.2

... you're ok?" he asked softly.

"I'm so sorry," I cried again.

He held me, shushing me and rubbing my back.

"We've all been there, Alyssa."

"Melissa," I corrected. "My name is Melissa; it was a little too loud out there," I said, wiping my tears with the paper towel.

Taking my face into his hands, he said, "It is nice to meet you, Melissa,"

He kissed my forehead and the tip of my nose.

"Jake, look, I really should have told you,"

"Shhh, shh, shh, there is no need to apologize," Jake said, wetting a fresh paper towel.

He held my face with one hand and delicately tidied up my smeared mascara with the other.

Kissing my forehead again, he smiled and said, " Are you ready to get out of here? This place smells like a public bathroom. We should find a better location for our first date." He laughed.

I couldn't help but laugh with him. He was sweet, and I just needed to get to bed. He opened the door and held it as I walked out. He gave me his hand, and I held it tightly to steady myself while we returned to the spot where I'd met him. I looked around, and Jules was at the bar with Ben. I held Jakes's hand, and we made our way to the bar. Ben turned and saw Jake and took a step toward us.

"Ben, this is my friend Jake. He helped me when I started feeling sick," I said quickly.

"Liss, you ok? Where have you been? Who the fuck is this guy?" Ben barked.

"I'm Jake. Melissa got sick, and I didn't want her to drive, so I told her I wanted to make sure ...

... she made it back to her friends," Jake said, not missing a beat.

Ben looked at me for confirmation, and I nodded.

"Jake, thank you so much for helping me back there," I said to thicken our story.

"Hey, yeah, no problem, so do you still want to hang out tomorrow? Maybe I can text you?" He fibbed, looking at me with those sweet eyes.

"Yeah, it was great to catch up!" I said, "Do you still have my number?" I lied.

"Probably not. I lost my contacts. Do ya mind?" He said, handing me his phone.

"Thanks again, Jake," I said, winking at him.

"Jake, thanks for bringing her back. We'll get her home safe," Ben said, extending his hand.

Jake shook Ben's hand, and we headed out to the parking lot, where I managed to throw up again before getting in the truck. We rode home without a word, just the radio on. Ben didn't seem angry. He was more protective than anything. He was so close with Nick that they really were inseparable, and asking him to lie to my husband was a big deal.

"So, how do you know Jake?" Ben asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"You don't remember Jake from our nursing school graduation?" Jules chimed in.

"I was a little drunk," Ben laughed.

I love Jules. She was bound to demand details, but she was my best friend and would do anything for me, no matter if she was fucking Ben or not. Jules snuggled up to Ben as he drove us home and gave me one hell of a side glance, making it clear she knew something was up. We got to her house, and Ben ...