Free Best Friend's Brother by Alycia Taylor

he was laughing at me. Then he kissed the top of my head and said,
“Don’t apologize for being a good daughter. I wouldn’t want him to worry about
you either.”
    “I’ll be right back.” I
slid out of the bed and fished around on the floor until I found my panties. As
I started to slip them on Ian said, “You’ll just have to take those back off in
a while.” I laughed and continued to pull them on. I know it was stupid, but I
felt weird walking completely naked around his apartment.
    “They come off easy…for
you,” I said. I pulled them up and went out into the living room. I found my
purse and pulled out my phone. I saw there was a text from Dad already. It just
said, “You okay?” That was only about
fifteen minutes ago, thank goodness. I text him back, “I had a few beers with Ian. I’m going to sleep on his couch.” I
was hoping he would think Ian was still at his parent’s house. My dad knew I
was grown-up, but we didn’t talk about it. A few seconds later I got a text
that said, “Okay. Thank you for not
driving. I love you.” I smiled and text back, “You’re welcome. I love you too.” I turned the ringer off then and
slid it back into my purse. Then I went into Ian’s kitchen and got myself a
glass of water. All of those orgasms had left me dehydrated. I drank it down
and went back into the bedroom. Ian was still lying on his back. He had one of
his arms across his chest and the other one over his head. He looked so sexy
and I shuddered just at the thought of what had just happened between us. I
wasn’t all that experienced with men. The truth be told, I could count my
sexual partners on half of one hand….The first one had been in a car with a guy
who was no expert himself. The second guy I dated for a year and I thought that
was good sex. That, compared to what I’d had with Ian was the difference
between the Good Will store and Macy’s.
    “What are you doing?”
he said, with his eyes still closed.
    “Looking at you,” I
said.
    “Stop it. Come back
over here. I’m cold.” I went back over to the bed and lay down next to him. He
slid a hand down and touched the waist band of my panties. “Really?” I laughed and said, “I didn’t think you’d be ready again so soon.”
    He opened one eye then
and with a grin he said, “You never know about me. I could be ready in the next
minute or two…probably not likely…but you never know. You better leave them off
just in case. We don’t want to waste any time.”
    I giggled again and
pulled them off. I snuggled up to him and he reached for the comforter and
pulled it across us. We lay there again for a long time. I thought he was asleep
when suddenly he said, “Damn, I gotta pee.” I laughed
and said, “Thanks for sharing that.”
    He grinned and kissed
me. “You’re welcome. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.” I watched his
cute, naked butt climb out of the bed and disappear into the bathroom. I closed
my eyes again. I was exhausted and for the first time in over a week I felt
happy. I heard the water in the bathroom running and then I heard a phone buzz.
I knew it wasn’t mine; I’d left it in the living room. I opened my eyes and I
saw his phone, lit up with a message. I knew I should leave it where it was and
just tell him when he got back. I looked at the clock…it was after two a.m.
What if it was an emergency? That was how I justified it anyways. I reached
over and picked it up. There was a picture of a blonde woman who was probably
in her early twenties. She was wearing a slinky bra that looked like it could
barely contain her giant boobs and a thong. She was sitting in a chair with her
legs spread open and her lips were puckered in a kiss. What the fuck? The name
above the picture said, “Ashley.” I pressed on the message and the first thing
I saw was a heart. The text said, “I love
you. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow night.”
    What the hell? She
loves him? This son of a bitch has a girlfriend?