JANA
I knew something had happened while I was away, I could tell by the way that they were acting. I noticed immediately the sly glances shared, the way that when they touched, their body’s lingered a little while longer than usual. I seem to have very good perception, and my senses were reeling from the signals from those two.
Days went by, and I could tell they were miserable with trying to hide this from me. What I didn’t understand was why they thought they needed to hide it from me? It’s not like I was dating that fine specimen, I just simply lived with the two goofs.
It had finally become unbearable for all of us to remain normal around each other; those two looked like they really needed to pounce on each other. It didn’t help that I was still on vacation from work for a bit, but I was holed up in my room for the duration of the time left with my laptop working on fun financial statements for the company.
I had finally had enough. The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife and I knew that they weren’t going to be doing anything because of me. So I had to take my chances and throw it out into the open.
"Okay guys, house meeting. Living room, 6PM tonight. Pugs optional. Be there or DIE," I said as we cleaned up the kitchen after another wonderful masterpiece from chef Jana.
I saw the look of confusion and then nervousness set in, and I knew that it would definitely be out in the open tonight. Chelle’s conscience would catch up to her, and she would do the right thing and tell me what was going on between the two of them.
At exactly 6PM, we were all gathered in the living room, pugs also. They were snoring contentedly alongside Nick on the couch, two perched in his lap for safe-keeping.
"All right guys, I know something is going on in this house that I’m not supposed to know about, but we all know my perceptability to these things. Just tell me what you have to tell me, and we’ll get on with our lives. As long as you don’t tell me that someone I love is dying or that my dog is missing; I’m sure I’ll be able to handle whatever it is. It can’t be that bad…" I started the meeting with.
They nervously glanced at each other; Nick cleared his throat and shrugged his shoulders. It seemed to be the nonverbal way of saying, "YOU tell her, you’ve known her longer."
Chelle let out a sigh and said with reservation, "You see, umm, me and Nick, well umm, while you were gone… Aw hell, while you were visiting your family me and Nick got a little closer than friends," she said.
My eyes went back and forth in between the two obvious nervous wrecks, and I could tell they didn’t know how I was going to take this bit of news.
"Well, it’s about damn time. The sexual tension in this house has been so thick, I could cut it with a knife. What, did you guys think I was going to throw a fit or something? You know me better than that," I said.
"Well, I’ve heard plenty of your lectures on how people in business relationships or partnerships should NEVER make those personal. How was I supposed to know that you weren’t going to consider this situation like that," Chelle demanded.
"This stopped being a business relationship when we started seeing each other in various states of undress. I consider the both of you very close, personal friends of mine. We all just happen to exchange a little cash every month for rent, food and other necessities. We’ve never really been business partners; shit, I wouldn’t trust Nick within a hundred feet of my money! I’d have too many cars, a video game thingie for every room; not to mention too many dogs to count! I’ll keep this personal, thank you very much," I giggled, as Nick comprehended what I had said with a pout.
"Is that all that you had to tell me, or is there more?" I asked.
"Nope, that’s it for now. If we come up with something, we’ll let you know." Chelle said.
"Well good, and to think this is all it was. Sheesh, have some faith in me. All I ask are for a few things. One, if I’m home, please keep it down. I really do not enjoy hearing other people going at it if I’m not getting any. Two, dammit, I want details! And three, NEVER EVER do it in my room. I will hunt you down and make you die a horrible death. That is just WRONG," I laughed.
"Fine, I think we can handle that. What do you think, Chelle?" Nick asked.
"I can definitely handle that, it’s nothing too out of the ordinary for her to ask," she smirked.
"If that’s it, I call this meeting adjourned. I’m heading upstairs to work on some of my balance sheets and cash flow statements, I’ll leave you all to whatever down here. And no, I’m not taking the pugs with me. It’s just me and my laptop; all nice and cozy in bed. What more could a girl ask for? Don’t answer that…"
I headed upstairs to the sound of giggling and loud kissing going on down in the living room. I threw on my PJ’s, turned on some very soothing music and crawled in bed. I booted up my computer, and set to work on my homework from the office. Occasionally I could hear a thump followed by a moan coming from down the hall by Nick’s room, but I tried to put it out of my head.
Really, all in all, I was a bit sad that it was Chelle and not me. Not that I was insanely jealous or anything, but I just kind of wanted something like that right about now. It had been awhile since I had dated anyone, and those nights were getting mighty long. And now to hear that Chelle and Nick were getting it on; well, it just put the icing on the cake. I’ll admit that I had a nice sized crush on Nick, who wouldn’t? That man is just fine, ghetto booty and all. I threatened Chelle that I was going to put the GB bumpersticker on his car when he didn’t know it, and then tell him that it was from her. And explain the whole meaning of course.
~*~*~
I was lounged on my bed, surrounded by papers and my comforter, staring into the glowing glare of the laptop screen. I had been cussing constantly at the documents, demanding why they weren’t balancing, and I was ready for a break.
Stretching, my top crept up to expose my tummy and I groaned as my muscles tried to loosen. My neck was extremely tight and I tried to work out the kinks before I headed downstairs for a snack.
I quietly padded down the hallway, listening for any sounds coming from anywhere. The only sound I heard was coming from just inside Nick’s doorway, where there were two pugs sleeping. They were snoring in perfect harmony, both inhaling and exhaling at the same moment. The rest of the house was silent with sleep.
I roamed around downstairs, going in and out of the rooms, just enjoying the peace and quiet. As I went through the living room, I spied a pair of Nick’s black boxer briefs peeking out from underneath the couch. Shaking my head, I grabbed them and headed back upstairs to throw them in his room. I figured he was in sleeping with Chelle tonight, considering that they didn’t have to sneak around anymore.
When I opened his door wider to throw them in, I stopped short as I saw his naked form sprawled on top of the bed covers. He was sleeping on his stomach, snoring softly with one of the pugs snuggled close to him under his outstretched arm. I quickly threw them on his floor and closed the door behind me.
I went back downstairs, the image still burning in my mind, to grab a bowl of ice cream to relax with. I decided on the pool area as a perfect relaxation place for me. There was a slight breeze off of the ocean, and the moon was high and bright. I stretched out on a lounge chair and began to doze.
About an hour later, I woke to the sounds of cars driving down the street and dogs barking. I checked my watch, noticed it was about 5:30 AM and went back inside to resume working on my documents.
Passing by Nick’s door again, though it was past my room and out of the way, I saw that his door was opened unlike the way that I had left it. He must have been up roaming while I was asleep outside, but I really didn’t think much of it.
I went back to my room, crawled back in my warm bed and started the laptop up again. My prescription glasses were perched on my nose and I had a pencil in my mouth as I bent over the keyboard. I probably looked ridiculous, but I was comfortable and it was working fine for me.
At about 7 AM, Chelle came by my room to see what I was doing before she headed off to work. She had to critique my attire, make fun of my hair and look through my weak glasses before she was off again. I heard her head out the side door towards the garage and then the sound of her car pulling out of the drive.
By 9 AM, I heard the sounds of the pugs up and about throughout the house. It was time for them to go outside and go potty, so I got up to let them out. Downstairs, I met three of them and proceeded to lead them to the backdoor and the yard. Yipping and biting at each other’s heels, they ran outside and started their morning rituals.
I noticed that Nicky hadn’t been one of the pugs to go outside, so I figured she was still asleep with her daddy in bed. I went back to my room and climbed back in bed to finish my work.
Moments later, I heard Nicky rush through the downstairs and start scratching on the glass door to be let outside. I heard Nick mutter something to her and then the door opened and closed. My mind drifted back to my numbers and I forgot anyone else was in the house.
My eyes were barely focusing anymore and I heard a small knock on the doorframe to my room. I looked up and saw Nick looking rumpled from his night of sleep in front of me.
"Morning Nick, how are you doing today?" I asked.
Yawn. "I’m doing pretty good; you look like you never even went to bed. Have you been working on all of this all night long?"
"Yeah, I took a nap at about three or four, but I woke up at 5:30. I’ve got to get these done before I get back to work because I have a huge meeting to go to the first day back. I’m almost done though, I just wish I could hurry up and finish them," I said.
"You look really tense right now, how long have you been going at it?"
"I started right after the meeting last night, so probably about 12 hours now. I had a lot to work on because I just kept putting it off. I’m thinking that a nice, hot bath is in my near future. Maybe I can get some of my muscles to relax."
He stood there leaning on the doorframe, looking extremely sexy in a pair of basketball pants with the snaps down the sides. His white tanktop showed his perfect tan from the many days spent out on the boat. His hair was still tousled from his sleep and he continually rubbed his eyes to help wake himself up.
"You know, I’ve been told that I give killer foot and back massages. If you want, I could try my skills on you and see if you agree," he smirked.
Oh my god. He’s offering something more than just massages from the look in his eyes. Shit, what am I supposed to do? I mean, he’s obviously with Chelle, but he’s offering something to me?
Not giving me a chance to answer, he settled onto the bed, his back resting against the footboard and began to move his hand slowly up and down my calf.
"What exactly are you doing?" I asked, giving him a perplexed look.
"Something that you’ll like. Just relax for me," he said, with that sexy smile playing across his lips.
Slowly, he began to draw his fingers up my arch and around my ankle in a repeating pattern. He pulled my foot onto his lap and began to apply his thumbs to the sole of my foot in a circular, kneading motion. Up the arch, down the arch…rubbing, pressing, massaging…until I had to close my eyes. His touch was completely erotic, but it also contained the almost hidden elements of comfort and caring that almost sent me over the edge.
Leave it to Nick to find a way to sweet-talk without even opening his mouth.
When he paused, I lazily pulled one eye open and wiggled my toes to get him to continue. He laughed and began his work again. He ran his knuckle down the sole of my foot and gave me a look of utter eroticism that sent my mind reeling.
Placing my foot down on the bed beside him, he gently took my other in his hands and began the sweet torture over again. I put the laptop on the floor next to the bed and threw the papers down to join it. Then I leaned back, resting on my elbows as he took my senses to another level. I had never had someone tune themselves into my emotions so well. They were on overload from the lack of sleep and now because of this man taking care of me.
He stretched his long body out next to mine, his feet crossed at the ankles by my shoulder. I sighed at the domesticity of this scene, and tried my best to commit it to memory for lonely nights. All the while my thoughts were running wild in my mind because of the situation with Chelle. I knew it was wrong, but I was lonely, he was here, and things were just happening. I decided just to go with it, see where it went, and if it got too uncomfortable, we’d stop.
"What do you think so far, Jana? Am I any good?"
My eyes opened and I arched an eyebrow at him. "It depends on what you’re talking about Mr. Carter," I said.
That sexy smirk came back in full force. "Well, right now I’m just talking about my massaging abilities. I’m sure we could find out about something else, that is, if you’re interested," he said.
"Oh, your massaging abilities. You are very good at your massage technique, even if I wasn’t so tired; you would be putting me to sleep. Your hands work magic," I groaned as he applied more pressure to my arch.
"Would you like to experience what else they can do? I know I’m all up for it," he said.
My eyes quickly roamed down his front to rest on the apparent bulge in the front of his pants.
"Looks like it. I guess we’re just going to have to do something about that. What do you suggest?"
He sat up and began to inch his way closer to me at the head of the bed. My eyes got wider as he got closer, I really didn’t think that he was being all that serious about doing anything more, but I think I was wrong. He climbed up my body, his hands moving to rest beside my head, my legs in between his. He came to rest on his elbows, his lips starting with nipping bites on my lips and down my chin. My head went back, giving him better access, and his lips traveled to my neck. He leaned even closer, biting my ear and then circling it with his tongue. A tiny moan escaped my throat and his chuckle filled the room.
"Are you completely relaxed yet?"
"If I say no, will you continue?" I pleaded with him.
"Wow, I found a way to make Jana beg. I’ve never heard you beg before. I think I want to hear more of this…" he said.
I whimpered as his breath caressed my face and he kissed my forehead. He kissed his way down my nose to capturing my mouth in a searing kiss. My neck arched to get closer, to have his tongue further in my mouth. He slowly pulled his mouth from mine, breathing heavily and resting his forehead against mine.
"Damn girl, you’ve got quite the kiss going there. I thought you were going to swallow me," he panted.
"Nah, I save that for other things," I said, winking at him.
His eyebrows shot up at the possibilities, a slow smirk appearing again on his face. "We’ll just have to see about that, now won’t we?" He said, grinding his pelvis against mine, making my back arch into his warm body.
"I’ll be right back, I’ve got to let the dogs in before they bark their fool heads off. Don’t move, we’re definitely going to continue this. Don’t move!" He said, running out of the room and bounding down the stairs.
Moments later, I heard the clatter of the pugs running through the house, playing together still. Nick casually came back into my room, softly shut the door behind him and turned of the overhead light. He grinned at me, and walked to the glass doors leading out to the deck from my room. He pulled the curtains open, unlocked the doors and pushed them halfway open, letting the ocean breeze flow through the room and the sunlight stream in.
He pulled his tank top over his head, and slowly slid the basketball pants down his long legs. He then climbed back into my bed and lay down beside me.
He quickly gathered me to his warm body and pulled me to lay on top of him. His hard cock rested in between my thighs, nudging at my dripping cunt. He pulled my hair to bring my face closer to his, and he took my lips in a savage kiss. His tongue thrust in and out of my mouth at a break-neck speed, not even allowing me a breath. As he pulled away, I leaned back and sat straight on his lap.
My hands rested on his chest, tweaking his nipples, distending them further. His fingers walked up my skin to do the same action to mine, and I moaned from the ecstasy he was bringing my body. Not only with his fingers, but his pelvis was grinding up into mine to cause an erotic friction between our bodies. I began to grind faster and one of my hands left his chest to try to work his cock into me.
"So you want my cock in you too? Nuh unh…not yet baby. I gotta tease you a little more before you get that. Lean down here…" he said.
Whimpering again, I followed his instructions. His teeth immediately clamped around my nipple and I squealed in surprise. His warm breath brought unexpected goosebumps to my skin and I shivered as his cock slipped in between the lips of my sex, teasing my extended clit.
"Tha…that’s not fair at all. Oh god, you feel so good Nick. Quit teasing me and just fuck me already!"
Licking the valley between my breasts, he placed a kiss there and pulled back.
"Fine, I’ve never really been able to resist begging. You really want my cock inside your cunt?"
"YES!"
He scoots his body a little further up the bed and I rearrange myself on his body. Lifting up, we both work to slide his cock inside. As I sink down, we both let out identical groans of gratification.
"Oh god, baby, you feel so tight. Oh shit, I’m not gonna be able to hold out at all. Fuckkkkk…"
As his thrusts got deeper in me, my pants and squeals got louder in the room. His hips were lifting off of the mattress in order to get as deep as possible, and the slapping of bodies reverberated from the walls. My breasts swung below me and I watched as his face contorted with the pressure building up inside of him. His eyes were tightly closed, his lips pursed, and his nostrils were flaring as he breathed heavily.
Grabbing my arms, he pulled me to the side, his cock slipping out of my slippery cunt. Before I could whine about him pulling out, I was on my back and he was between my thighs again. His hand guided him back inside me, and he pumped deeply into my cunt again. He pushed the backs of my legs up and he was able to go even deeper than before. Rocking our bodies, we resumed the forceful movements of our coupling. Our climaxes became very apparent and soon we were both screaming out each other’s name. His cock spewed his juice into the condom he had donned, and he slowly pulled his cock out.
He rolled to my side and pulled me into his embrace. His fingers toyed with my bared nipple and he leaned down to suck at it again. Rolling it between his teeth and biting down, he quickly drew the illicit moan he was looking for. My hand roamed through his hair, pressing him closer to my breast, and he regretfully pulled away.
"Who would have thought this was in our future when I moved in…" he grinned at me.
"Well, I know this is what I was jokingly looking for. I had no idea that it was actually going to happen; I really didn’t expect it from the person that moved in," I said.
With him spooned behind me, we rolled to our sides and looked out the glass doors facing the ocean. Seeing the seagulls and hearing the waves splash made everything even more surreal. He played with my hair as he kissed random spots on my neck. My eyes drifted shut and I began to doze in a contented sleep.
He pulled away and grabbed his pant to slide them on. I looked over my shoulder as he slid the fabric to cover his ass, smiling at his ghetto booty. He pulled the tank back over his head and absently ran his hand through his thoroughly-mussed hair.
"I gotta head up to Orlando. We’ve got meetings today, so I’m expected to be there. I should be home for dinner, I don’t care what we have. I won’t eat ‘til I get here though," he said.
I pulled the sheet to cover my breasts and propped myself up on the pillows.
"Okay, I’ll talk to Chelle and see what she’s in the mood for. Have a good meeting. I guess we’ll see you sometime tonight then. I doubt we’ll wait for you if you are too late though. You know how Chelle gets when she’s hungry…" I said.
"Yeah, that’s fine. Take care of my babies, they’ve been rambunctious lately. Houston’s still got that little sneeze going, so she might be getting sick again. I think Willie doesn’t like that new food so he’s only eating the rest of…"
I cut him off before he could get any further. "Nick, I’m here with them the majority of the time, I remember how to take care of them. They will be fine while you are gone, so don’t worry about it. We’ll be fine until you get home to take care of us again. Have a safe trip and GO!" I giggled at him.
He gave that little pout he’s famous for and headed down to his room for a shower. About an hour later I heard him say goodbye to the pugs and then the sound of the Durango pulling out of the driveway. I headed into the shower to relive the wonderful morning until the hot the spray. While the water cascaded over my body, my only thought was, "What the hell is Chelle going to do when she finds out what happened?"