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“Randi, I’m sorry I didn’t call you. I’m fine as you can tell. Matt and I came back to my place to watch some movies and fell asleep.” I feel a poke in my side. I squeal. He tries to do it again, so I swat his hand away from me.

“What’s going on there?” Randi sounds concerned.

“Sorry. Matt is awake now. I’m not telling you if I had sex or not.” She knows that I’ll tell her when he isn’t around.”I smile at him as I try to ignore Randi. I’d rather be with him than on the phone.

“Come on. You know when we have sex.” Randi teases me.

“I don’t care when you and Charli are having sex.”

Matt starts singing as he gets out of my bed. I throw the pink pillow that he was using to cover his face from the sun shining in and the bastard catches it it.

“Football player, remember?” He teases me and I stick my tongue out at him. He kisses me before running into the bathroom.

“Oh my God. Kristy had sex on the first date. What happened to the ice queen?” Randi teases me.

I had that nickname from a few guys that I tried to date. I wouldn’t put out, so they stopped coming around.

“I hate that nickname and you know it. Matt is someone that makes me feel alive and sexy. He’s not as experienced, just like me. We were constantly doubting ourselves. But I like him.” I look back to the closed door of the bathroom.

“Be careful. He was a football player after all. Damn. I gotta run. I start my new job today. I’ll call you later.”

“Love you and have a great day.” We hang up and I lay there staring at the ceiling.

I should’ve told her not all football players are dogs. I send that in a text to her. I’m sure she’ll share her opinion with me.

I wonder what he thought that I left him a toothbrush on the sink. I’ve always kept them in my bathroom because when I had sleepovers at my friend’s house, they never had extra in case I forgot mine. It’s been a habit.

The bathroom door opens, shaking me from my thoughts about Randi and her opinion about football players. She’s a lesbian who doesn’t even like cock, so what does she know?

I throw on a pair of daisy dukes and a pink tank top. The weather is supposed to be in the nineties today, so might as well dress for it. I put on a little bit of makeup and throw my hair into a ponytail, then grab my white sneakers and run downstairs. I’m not sure what’s on the agenda for today or if we’re even spending the day together. He might have plans. I run down the steps to the smell of coffee.

“Oh, now this is a smell that I love. Coffee.” I laugh as I turn the corner into the kitchen.

I smile as I see Matt standing there reading the paper in his jeans, button undone. I lick my lips because I want my mouth on his cock like it was last night in the shower.

“You keep staring at me like I’m a piece of meat, and I’m going to take you on that kitchen table,” Matt says with authority. I shiver.

“Can we do that later?” I walk towards him, running my finger down his chest.

“Yes. As soon as we get done with brunch. Back here and on that kitchen table.”

I kiss him. He cups my ass, bringing me closer to him. I can feel his hardening cock through his jeans. We break apart, panting and trying to catch our breath.

“I’ve never been more turned on in my entire life. Let’s go get my car or we’re never leaving this house again.” I warn him. Then I sway my hips as I walk out the door.

14

Matthew

Kristina and I have been spending every weekend together. I’ve been having to work so much that she’s spent several nights in the city with me. It’s been nice. We’ve been working on her house overs the weekend, and meeting neighbors at the weekly potlucks.

Fourth of July is in a couple of days, and we’re celebrating in Nashville first, then spending the weekend at her place. Randi and Charli are coming in for it and they want to meet me. I’m nervous about it because Randi could make or break my relationship. Thankfully, Al likes Kristina and she likes him too. The sex between us is off the charts, and we’re constantly finding out more about each other. Sex is great, but the intimacy that we’re feeling is on a different level that I’ve ever experienced.

She’s amazing and I couldn’t be happier.

I’m walking out of the hospital to the parking structure to get into my truck. Kristina’s meeting me at my place. I gave her a key because with her not working, she sometimes gets there before I get home. My phone rings and I see it’s the principal of the school that I’m working at.

“Hello, Mr. Martin.” I click my remote to unlock my doors.

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