Welcome to another exciting installment of my scary, potentially controversial wip, titled Anatomy of an Affair. You seemed to enjoy last week's, where Brian meets Randi and has an instant attraction. Was it mutual?
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Apologies for the head-hopping and for the length. I'll clean it up later. This was written maybe 12 years ago. In this scene, Brian has called one of his stand-by girls to satisfy his arousal, but now can't get Randi out of his mind.
Just a few blocks down the street, Randi stood looking outside John’s bedroom window, her robe pulled tightly around her. In the bed, John lay snoring, and she stared out at the stars, thinking of the man who’d rocked her world with the slightest pressure of his fingers. How did this happen? She asked herself over and over. You’re acting like a teenager with a crush! Get a grip on yourself! The guy’s obviously a womanizer...looking to get a quick lay...look at how quickly he charmed the other girls...I wonder who he left with...who he’s with right now...Stop it! It’s none of your business! Besides, I love John, she argued with herself. She turned to look at the young man sprawled across the waterbed, oblivious to everything but his dreams. You just can’t throw away six months and go chasing after his best friend! It’s just not done! You never come between two guys! Now stop acting like an oversexed idiot and get control of yourself! Giving herself a shake, she returned to the bed and slid in beside John, shedding her robe and shivering as his body heat reached out to her and enveloped her in its warmth. But in spite of her good intentions, her mind focused on a pair of arresting brown eyes...
Alone at his own window, Brian was also giving himself a mental pep talk. She’s taken...even if John doesn’t know how to treat her the way she ought to be treated...How in the hell would you know? You just met her! Maybe she goes after sleezeballs...some chicks go after the bad-boy image...maybe she likes being disrespected...No way. I recognized her type...she should be with me! She should be with me!
“Brian?” A sleepy voice interrupted his thoughts. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he whispered back. “I just couldn’t sleep.” He returned to the bed, determined to put Randi out of his mind.
“Here...I’ll give you something guaranteed to help you fall asleep,” she said, sliding her hands down his chest and following with her lips.
Summoning his self-control, he allowed her to play with his body, squeezing his eyes shut and conjuring up Randi’s image when he felt himself not responding. Shit. Was this to be his fate, then? Having to picture another woman’s face just to perform? Afteward, he feigned exhaustion and snuggled her close until her heavy breathing signaled sleep. Gently he eased out from under her and put as much distance from her as he could, accepting the fact that sleep was far off.
Did you check out Molly's latest installment of 'our' wip? Yes, Hunter and Kayla will be under my name....