A new spark part 2 - Sex Stories

A new spark part 2

“Dude, seriously?” “Yup,” I say, while taking a sip of my beer. Jerry is very enthusiastic about my weekend transgression. I told him what happened because, I couldn’t hide the stupid grin on my face. “And you spend the whole night with this chick?” “I did.” “I never thought you’d have it in you, man. Congrats!” “Thank you,” I say, still smiling like an idiot. “So what now?” “Going to see her again, two weeks from now.” “Jesus! That good, was she?” “You have no idea.” “And what about V?” “What about her? I’m sure she’s had a fun weekend without me.” “Yeah, but you can’t keep this up, man. Living in the same house while fucking someone else.” “From what I can tell, she’s been doing it for a while.” “But still. Why stay at all? Isn’t that just going to mess, both of you up?” I pause a minute, shocked by the level of maturity coming from my, forever bachelor friend. “Damn dude, I haven’t thought all this through yet. Can’t you just let me have this one.” Jerry backs off and says, “hey, all the more power to you. The stupid grin suits you.” The conversation turns when some shortstop gets pitched out for the third time in a game. Like we are the best coaches in the world, we tell the players and coaches on TV what to do. They seldom listen. The evening winds down, our team has lost and the burgers are gone. I thank Jerry, who again tells me, that this is the place to go, if I decide to leave. “Dude, one more thing.” “What is it Jerry?” I ask. Not sure he’s going to have anything ...

... good to say since his alcohol intake has far exceeded mine. But again I’m surprised by my friend who gives me some mature and helpful advice, ”get that stupid grin off your face, before you get home.” “Will do, thanks.” On the drive home, I practice. People dying, losing my job, natural disasters, golf. The boring and terrible subjects flow through my mind. Just as I think it is working, Sandra’s face contorted in ecstasy makes an appearance. The vision is so strong I have to slow down in order not to crash. Also the corners of my mouth have moved up. I’m grinning again. How does Veronica do this? I pull into the driveway and see the lights in the home are on. She’s definitely home. I’ve hidden my pack in the tool cabinet of my car, so that’s safe. Now the smile. Walking to the door, I work on getting rid of it. Concentrating I almost ring the doorbell, instead of using my keys. I enter to find Veronica in her sports outfit sitting at the dinner table. She turns and smiles at me, “I was just about to leave you a note.” She’s almost beaming. I guess she had a good night and or day, as well. “I’m off to the club in a few minutes. How was the hotel, did you sleep well?” “I was alright. You do anything fun?” “I went shopping with Charlees and stayed over at her place. We had a girls night.” Charlees was her Jerry and I’m pretty sure that, if she spend the night with Bruce, Charlees would cover for her. Thick as thieves those two. Not that I has any reason to be angry about it. I ...