Page 29 of Ever After

He throws the bags in the back of the truck. I stand still, just watching him. What the hell did I do?

“Did I do something wrong?” I ask once we’re driving. I’m so confused at this point. He doesn’t look mad. Maybe I’m reading this all wrong. I am pretty drunk. His expression is blank when I look over at him. He looks at me and then back down to his swim trunks. My eyes trail to where his are focused and I see a bulge in his swim trunks.

I laugh. “I’m glad I have that effect on you.” His cheeks redden as he remains silent. “Would you like me to take care of it?”

I hear a grunt from him. “Not unless you want me to crash.” He’s fixing his shorts and moving them down a little, rearranging his bulge. We’re both quiet the entire way home. I keep peeking over and Jay still has his bulge popping out. It’s making me wet looking at it, knowing I did that to him.

We pull up to the house and Jay shifts the vehicle into park. “Get in the house,” he says with a raspy voice.

“Hmmm.” This silent banter and bossiness is something I have never seen. It turned me on more than I ever thought. I move fast through the garage door and pass the mudroom. I get myself into the kitchen when I’m suddenly being picked up and placed on the counter next to the fridge. Jay grabs my face and crashes his lips onto mine. We press our lips together, feeling the heat from one another's breath. Running my hands up and down his torso, I feel his body heat. I grab his shirt and pull it up over his head. He spreads my legs wider and gets in between, feeling our bodies pressed together. The counter and his height are the right size for both of us. He moves his hips in a circular motion around my center, and a rush surges through me as I feel his cock pulsing on my vagina. I run my hands down his torso a little lower to feel his cock.

“I was wondering when you guys were going to be back home. I’ve been so bo—” All three of us freeze in place. Jay and I were so into each other we forgot to close the garage door. We didn’t hear Alex walk through it.

“Alex, what are you doing?” Jay groans. His head falls and rests on my shoulder. His breathing is shallow. I can’t tell if he’s breathing hard from us or if he’s pissed Alex walked in.

“What are you doing? It looks like you’re humping the counter.” The fridge is blocking me from the view Alex is standing at. I look over at him and smile.

Alex gasps. “Oh shit.” Jay backs away and I jump off the counter.

“Hi, Alex. You came at the perfect time. I was about to whip Jay’s cock out.” I look down at Jay’s cock and the bulge is gone. Looking back up at him in disappointment.

“You’re such a bastard,” Jay says to Alex. Jay picks up his shirt from the ground and throws it on.

“The garage door was open. Why didn’t you lock it?” Alex asks.

“Fuck off.”

Alex slaps Jay on the back like a brotherly thing to do at a time like this. I can’t help but laugh. “See, she’s not mad.”

“Oh no, I’m mad, but I’m drunk and hungry. You’re buying us dinner. I’ll be in the shower. Please have dinner here by the time I’m done.” I walk between both of them, gliding my hand over Jay’s chest, and walk upstairs.

I feelbad about how things ended last night between Jay and me. It wasn’t our fault, but still. Alex is so clueless. It was hard to be mad at him because of how oblivious he was. A normal person would run out the door if they saw that. Instead, he thought Jay was humping the counter. I can’t help but laugh every time I think about it. The fridge couldn’t have blocked me that much, plus my feet were hanging off the counter. He should have seen my legs by Jay’s. Oh well. I can’t blame the guy, that’s apparently just who Alex is.

I want to do something for Jay. He’s been there for me so much and keeping my mind occupied so I don’t have to think about the uninvited. I remember him telling me about a job site he has to be at. He said he would be out of the house all day. I walk over to his office to see if there is an address written somewhere. There isn’t one. With my luck, it’s on his computer.

After about ten minutes, I’m at a loss. There’s nothing. I sit in his office chair thinking about what he told me about it. He told me that the building was being turned into something else. I can’t remember what he told me it was. He said it was about ten minutes from his house, and that if I needed anything he could be home fast. I pull out my phone and Google places. There is a movie theater that has been closed for a while. Maybe that is it. I can’t find anything else that isn’t up and running. This must be it.

Half an hour later my Uber is outside waiting for me. “Could you take me to Chick-fil-A?” I ask.

“Of course,” he says.

Ten minutes later we pulled up into Chick-fil-A. I’m scanning the menu but not sure what Jay likes or if he even likes this place.

“What do you get when you eat here?” I ask the driver.

“I always order the number one. I never adventure out too much when it comes to food,” he says and shrugs his shoulders.

“Can I get the number one with a coca cola and a southwest salad?” I ask over the intercom. “Do you want anything?” I ask the driver.

He shakes his head no.

“That's all. Thank you.”

We pull out of the Chick-fil-A drive-through and he asks, “Do you have the address you want me to drop you off at?”

I pull my phone out and show him the address on google maps. He plugs it into his GPS. “Are you sure you want to go there? That place has been closed for about ten years.”

“Yes. I heard it’s being rebuilt into something.”

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