Chamois 3 - Sex Stories

Chamois 3

... open and fiery. Will held on and held the kiss. He had never done anything like this. What started as self defense really didn’t feel good. At least not until Jasmine relented and returned the affection. They remained entwined until Will felt safe to loosen up and Jasmine’s angry breathing slowed to a more structured pace. However, as soon as Will thought he was safe Jasmine unleashed a second tirade, “Will you selfish bastard,” She jerked away and continued, “What kind of asshole doesn’t return calls and disappears for two days without notice?” Will stammered, “Well, one who was so tired he didn’t look at his message machine for three days,” Will’s pleading eyes stopped Jasmine long enough for him to continue, “Then the uh, you know, kind of made me think you were doing uh, you know something to make me well,” He just couldn’t find the words to describe the audio fuck-fest Jasmine had sent to his recorder. “You didn’t like the phone sex?” Jasmine taunted, “Bet you got a hard-on, didn’t’ you?” Will was glad the sun had gone down. He was sure his color was cherry red. He had not been this embarrassed since the bachelor party with the vicious hooker. Once again he was wishing he was somewhere else. He was not the kind of guy who liked being the center of attention much less, being the object of someone’s mirth. “Yes, sort-of but, well, I couldn’t, you don’t understand how, uh, what, why do you think I left?” Will hadn’t stuttered but he sounded confused with that answer. It ...

... was now obvious to Jasmine he was miserable and she started to feel sorry for him. She reached up to touch Will’s cheek and looked at him with an endearing smile, ”Let’s go somewhere more comfortable we need to spend some time getting to know each other a little better,” Jasmine’s softener tone assured Will she wasn’t going to kick him where it hurt the most. “I have ice cream and produce that needs to go in the refrigerator,” Will wondered if it wasn’t already running between the seats. It was pretty warm out and Jasmine added to the heat. “I’ll come help you put things away and we can sit on your back porch in that dusty old swing,” Jasmine smiled. “How did you know I had a back porch?” Will wondered. “You were gone for two days remember?” Jasmine tipped her hand. She had walked all the way around his house and his shop looking for him. After she walked away Will opened the door on his pickup and said, “AB, somehow I don’t want to hear what else she knows about me.” ***** Will’s home was not large like Jasmine’s home-shop complex. It had only two bedrooms, 1-1/2 baths, an office and a small basement. What does a single guy really need? It was adequate and low maintenance. Will kept a neat home. Jasmine had visited different bachelors’ pads and this was the best she had seen other than Toni’s place which was like a hospital’s operating room. Will’s place felt really comfortable and she caught herself thinking she could fit well here. The thought caused her to reevaluate her ...