She had taken the Friday off after her girl’s night because she knew she would probably be feeling rough. And now, especially after meeting up with Jason, she couldn’t have been more relieved to not have to work.
She had received that message from Jason pretty much first thing in the morning, so it had kind of started her day off on the wrong foot. She had made an appointment at the bank for that afternoon, so instead of dwelling on his abrupt end to their situation-ship, she decided to just relax and enjoy her morning off.
As she finished her breakfast and got comfortable on the couch to watch some daytime trash TV, she saw her phone light up. It was a message from Youssef. She honestly had never expected to hear from him again, figuring he would have been too embarrassed after their late night conversation. But here he was, texting her on a Friday morning, asking what she’s up to.
At first she was thrown aback because it was a work day. Why would he be messaging her now? Normally she would have been working and she felt like a Friday morning was a stupid time to message someone for a booty call. Except, she wasn’t working. And apparently neither was he.
She replied that she had taken the day off, but that she had an appointment later that afternoon. He had also taken the day off, and was basically begging her to come over. She thought about it, and even though his anxiety attack had really put her off, her disappointing encounter with Jason had also left her unsatisfied (even if she did finish). She agreed to come by Youssef’s place, and would go to her appointment afterwards.
She was still moving a bit slow from all the drinking the night before, but she made her way in to the shower and got herself ready, and was at Youssef’s within the hour. She walked in to find him watching porn on his big screen in the living room. In any other scenario, she would have been right out the door again. But that’s literally what she was there for, so she moved past it. She did make him mute it at least, though.
They got right down to business. He was insatiable. He couldn’t get enough of her. As he kissed her deeply and passionately, she immediately noticed his jaw popping. It was then that she realized – this guy was (or had been) high on blow.
“What time did you go to bed last night?” she asked. He gave her a guilty look and replied, “I haven’t yet…” No wonder he was so fucking horny. She decided to also move past that. She would have hated to have wasted a trip downtown in her hungover state, but was still kind of turned off. Making out with a guy who tastes like aspirin while his jaw pops every few seconds was really not her idea of a good time.
Aside from that annoyance, she quickly remembered what she did like about Youssef… he had great hands. He explored her body just the way she liked it, and once his hands reached down her pants, she was over it and ready to go. They played with each other non stop for over an hour. Again though, no sex. For someone who was so afraid of getting women pregnant, but who was constantly horny and looking to get laid, she really wasn’t sure why he never had condoms??
As he was pleasuring her, he was taking care of himself with his other hand. He finished pretty quickly, and caught most of it in his hand. But then he just froze there, afraid to touch her for risk of getting her pregnant. “Go wash your hands…” she told him with an impatient laugh. He hurried out to clean himself up and was back quickly to finish the job.
After he got her to where she needed to go, he laid down beside her as she caught her breath. They lay silently for a few moments, and she could hear and feel his breath getting louder, and deeper. He was fucking sleeping!
“Welp!” she said abruptly. “Guess I better be heading out…” He jolted up, “No, no!” he insisted. He apologized for dozing off, and for booty calling her the way he did. At this point she didn’t mind because he had made her finish several times, and she was much more satisfied than she had been with Jason the night before. He asked her to stay for a bit, so they got dressed and moved it back out to the living room… where the porn was still on.
She looked at the tv, then looked back at him. He looked down at her and she bit her lip. So much for getting dressed. He ripped her clothes off her again and pushed her backwards on to the couch. He pleasured her again and again until she couldn’t take it anymore. Geezus. What a fun and unexpected morning!
When it was finally time to go, she got herself ready again and he walked her to the door. As he kissed her goodbye she paused, put her hand on his chest, looked up at him sweetly and said, “Don’t worry, I’m not pregnant”. He rolled his eyes and laughed. “I guess I deserved that one,” he said as she made her way out.
She made it to her bank appointment with plenty of time to spare. As she waited in her car, she saw she had an Instagram notification. It was from Jon. He had seen a workout story she had posted, and had jumped right in to some unprompted dirty talk. Fortunately for him, she had some time to kill before her appointment. Quite an eventful two days for her, geez!
They chatted and flirted for a little while before she had to head in to the bank. He had asked her when she would be coming over again, and she told him that she could probably fit him in that week seeing as her parents were still away, but that they would finalize a plan later on. Jon had to go to work anyways, so she went to her appointment and then headed home.
She and Jon chatted off an on throughout the week, but they weren’t able to mesh their schedules, and had decided to plan for a night later that month when he would have his place to himself. Though she still had some time before her parents came home from their vacation, she was happy to spend the next few days on her own, rather than continuing to see all these guys on a loop. Two guys in two days was plenty.