Careful What You Wish For

I had seen her before. Except for her eyes which were dark brown,she

looked like my ultimate dream girl who was an actress in Hollywood. 

Same long dark hair, same fair complexion,same tiny waist and even the 

same impressive bustline. 

She had come to into my work one night to meet a frend. He was a

co-worker of mine.  His name was Kevin. I was sure that she had to be 

his girlfriend, and I wondered what a babe that looked like that would 

see in a dork like Kevin. 

"Hi you must be Kevin's girlfriend, I'll go tell him you are here." 

She had a gorgeous smile and she looked so sexy in a pair of well worn

jeans with ripped knees and a white half shirt that expose a well toned 

and well tanned midriff. 

"Whatvever gave you the idea that am Kevin's girlfriend? I hope he is

not telling people that. Oh, and I can wait. He is expecting me." 

"Then why are you meeting him?" 

"He's going home to Florida to visit his parents and he wants me to help

him pick out some clothes." 

"So no clubbing tonight?" 

"No, but I am going clubbing tomorrow." 

"Fine, don't even invite me." I was only half joking, so what she said

next surprised me. 

"You wanna go?" 

"For real?" 

"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't for real." 

"What about Kevin?" 

"What about him?" 

"Won't he be upset? I mean, I know he likes you and all." 

"Listen, Kevin is a nice guy, but so not my type and he knows where he

stands with me." 

"And that is?" 

"I recently ended a relationship and I am not ready for anything else

right now. I told Kevin that and I also told him that I would agree to 

be his friend as long as he knows that is all he would ever be. No 

offense, but do I look like a girl that would date someone like him?" 

"Well, no, but neither do I." 

"Who said I was going to date you?" 

She gave me her phone number and I hurriedly stuffed it in my work

jacket pocket and not a moment too soon, as Kevin had showed up. 

"Hey Melody, I see you have met Anton." 

"Yes." 

"Well, see you tomorow Anton." He said, as the two of them left.  I

watched them leave.  There was no sign of interest or romance on 

Melody's part. 

The next day, I had to work late and called Melody to firm up that

evening's plans.  Unfortunately when I left work I had left her number 

and the directions to her house in my work jacket. Now this was before 

cell phones and Mapquest, so I was totally screwed.  I knew the general 

idea of where she lived, but I had no clue which house was hers. 

The following day at work, I called her contrite and full of apologies. 

"It's okay,  I am, not mad anymore." 

"Let me make it up to you." 

"You don't have to." 

"I want to." 

So that night, I showed up at her house with two red roses. She was

touched and after chatting for a few minutes, we went to a fancy 

Spanish restuarant in Washington D.C.  I spoke Spanish as well as 

English and was surprised at how she knew what the entrees were even 

though it was written in Spanish. She explained that she had taken 

Spanish in high school and college and was quite fluent. Sure enough, 

we conversed in Spanish for a few minutes and she told me in Spanish 

that having learned Italian from her Italian grandmother made it easier 

for her to pick up Spanish. 

We talked our way through dinner and found out that we liked the same

music, movies and football team.  After dinner, we went back to her 

place. It was her parents house but they were currently away on a three 

month long vacation as her father had just retired.  We watched movies 

on cable for awhile and she said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. 

I was not ready to leave so she said I could crash on the couch and she 

would see me in the morning. 

I wanted to kiss her in the worst way, but I knew that wasn't going to

happen. 

Fast froward a couple weeks, and we are fast friends.  Kevin was livid

and told everyone at work that I was an asshole for stealing his girl 

and that Melody was a bitch for dumping him. 

"Dude, can't believe you moved in on Kevin girl." 

"She was never Kevin's girl, she told me so herself the night I met

her." 

"Not according to Kevin, He was totally nuts over her." 

"Well, it's not my fault t she would rather spend time with me than with

him." 

I told Melody about it that night and she admitted that she and Kevin

had gotten into it on the phone as well.  She said that they were still 

friends, but she had to tell him to back off or they would't be friends 

anymore. She said he had gotten extremely possessive as if by 

monopolizing all her free time would win her. 

Kevin finally left for his trip to Florida.Melody and I had been hanging

out, going out to lunch, clubbing and watching movies for a month now, 

One Friday morning, I got a call from Melody. We decided we would order 

a pizza and watch movies...something we did quite often. I agreed and 

showed up with three newly released videos from the video store and a 

magnum of White Zinfandel. She had already ordered a pizza and had her 

own bottle of Chardonnay open.  We shared the pizza and Chardonnay. 

Then we started the second moive and the White ZIn. 

We finished off the wine and she was sitting next to me on the couch.

Since we were friends, I didn't think it odd to run my hands through 

the silky strands of her waist length hair. She smiled and told me it 

felt good. 

We decided not to watch the movie anymore, because she was yawning and

saying she was tired and I could crash on the couch if I wanted. That's 

not what I wanted but I just shrugged as if it didn't matter. 

"Melody what don't you like about Kevin?" 

She concentrated on cleaning up our pizza and wineglasses for a few

seconds and looked at me. 

"He's such a wimp,  He is nice, but he is too nice." 

"I'm not gay or anything, but he's a nice looking guy." 

"You saw a picture of David, right?" 

She had shown me a picture of her taken with some good-looking guy on

the very couch we were sitting on. 

"Oh. I see."  Again, I am not gay, but Kevin couldn't compete with

Melody's ex who looked like a male counterpart to Melody. 

"What about you?" 

"Me?  I like blondes and older women." 

"Iike blondes too and I also like my men older." 

"Are you a virgin?"  I had to know She was 21 and I was 22. 

"She shook her head. "Are you?" 

I laughed, "No." 

The wine had gone to our heads because the next thing I know I am laying

on top of her, while we kissed passionately.  Dimly, I wondered what I 

was doing, Melody was my friend, but the feel of her soft breasts 

pressed against my chest and her tongue in my mouth was obliterating 

all logic. I put my hand on the side zipper of her shorts and she 

pushed  my hand away. I then snaked my hand under her shirt and 

encountered her naked boobs. I had no clue that she was braless. Her 

boobs were firm and perky with tan nipples. I fondled those perfect 

globes, moving my mouth to them feeling her hands in my hair. 

After spendind a good long time on her breasts, I put my hand on her

zipper again. This time she didn't push my hand away. I had her shorts 

off in mere seconds and I struggled out of my clothes till we both lay 

naked on the couch.  I put on a condom and thrust my hard seven inch 

cock into  her tight pussy.  So far, no words had been spoken. We 

fucked for a good long while, and just before I came, I felt her ograsm 

take her as her pussy muscles conracted around my cock and she 

shuddered with barely a sound.  A kindred spirit was my last coherent 

thought and climaxed as well. 

When it was over, she invted me to spend the nght upstairs in her bed. I

thought she meant to sleep, but she had other ideas Let's just say that 

I didn't get much sleep that night. 

The following afternoon, I stopped at her house to see her.  She was

busy packing to leave for her senior year in college in a few days. 

"Listen Anton, I think we let the alchol and hormones get the better of

us last night. I mean we are friends and we stepped over that line last 

night. I am not going to say it wasnt great, it was, but think of it as 

a one time thing." 

I was disappointed to say the least, but 10 minutes later, she was on

her knees sucking my cock. 

"What about what we just discussed?" I managed to blurt out while her

tongue easily and quickly drove me to a fevered pitch. 

She stopped and looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. 

"Never mind what I said. Now do you want me to finish this or do you

want to fuck?" 

I chose the latter and once again spent another lust-filled evening in

her bed. 

To be contnued...