Saturday Updates.
Chapter Three
Edward's POV
I was actually surprised she had messaged me back. It was good thing I decided to give it one more shot before giving up. I mean, this would be the perfect night for me to get out of the house and do something.
Rose was with her friends, I didn't have to pick her up until 10:00 tomorrow. Tonight, I was going to go out and be carefree. I texted Jasper about tonight and he was both encouraging and excited for me. I kind of felt like a high schooler, and the prospects of possibly getting lucky tonight was something brag about to my friends.
I got dressed in a nice shirt and a pair of black pants. As I was walking out, my eyes caught sight of the gold wedding band around my finger. I stared at it for a few minutes, before I slowly took it off.
I set it on the key holder, feeling a lot of mixed feelings about taking it off. I hadn't taken it off in six years. But, I knew I couldn't go out and meet another woman with a wedding ring on. I didn't know anything about dating or hook up rules, but I figured another woman seeing my ring would suspect I was cheating on my wife.
I set it on the ring down and cleared my throat. I didn't realize how hard that would be. But I knew I'd have to put it somewhere else, so Rosie wouldn't see it. I didn't know how she'd take it if she saw I didn't have it on. Dating was something I didn't discuss with Rose. I wasn't sure how she'd feel.
The woman and I decided to meet at a bar, I got a hotel room too because I was fairly positive, I was getting lucky tonight.
I didn't know the woman's name, but that's okay. She didn't know mine either. Just my screen name, which was LoveDoctor01. I didn't choose it, Jasper did. He got a kick out of it and I didn't know how to change the damn thing.
When I arrived at the bar, a ball of fear found its way into my stomach. I hadn't had sex in almost seven years. I wasn't sure if I was still any good at it. I mean, I was good with my right hand, but, that was about it.
Well, it was now or never. I got out of my car and headed into the bar.
Bella's POV
I was trying my hardest not to sweat through my dress. It was tight, and I guess it was sexy. I bought it with Alice on one of our shopping trips. I had never had a reason to wear it before, so I figured tonight was the night to wear it.
I hadn't been to a bar in so long. Sitting at the barstool was awkward. Everyone laughing, dancing, and drinking was awkward. I was never a bar goer. Jake's dad made me go sometimes, but, I never liked it when I went.
I kept looking at my phone, somewhat hoping my father would call me and give me an excuse to leave. I was so nervous. I hadn't had sex in a very long time. It was honestly kind of sad.
I looked to the door, seeing the man I was meeting up with. I was have tempted to run but, I planted myself firmly in the seat and waited for him to see me.
He was handsome, definitely different from Jake's dad. He had light red hair and bright green eyes. He was dressed nicely. I was thankful for that. I was a little worried he'd be dressed like a weirdo.
He scanned the room before his eyes fell on me. He smiled and walked over to the bar.
"Hi," He said.
"Hello," I extended my hand, "I'm Izzy69."
"Nice to meet you, I'm uh, well, LoveDoctor01," he chuckled, "I'm not sure if you want to exchange real names."
"Our usernames are fine," I said as I turned to the bar, "Um, can I buy you a drink?"
"I'll buy you a drink," He said as he pulled out his wallet.
"I can buy you one," I said as I waved to the bartender, "It's the 21st century. What are you drinking?"
"Uh, just a shot of something," He said, "I'm not really much of a drinker."
"Me either," I said, as I ordered two vodka shots, "I'm just drinking to calm my nerves."
"Me too," He said, "So, is this your first-time meeting someone off Tinder?"
"Yeah, I actually wasn't really looking to find anyone. My friend signed me up and told me I needed to get laid." I blushed.
He laughed, "My friend said the same thing."
I smiled and took my shot, feeling it burn down my throat, "Um, so I know I'm being very forward, but, uh, are we going to, you know, have sex?"
He blushed and choked on his shot, "Um, I was hoping so, but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."
"Oh no, I was hoping so too," I said, "It's been a long time since I've had sex. As embarrassing as it is to say."
"It's been little while for me too," He said as he looked down at his glass, a somber look crossing his face, "I did get a hotel room here, I hope that's okay."
"That's great," I smiled, "Um, I'm going to have another shot."
"Are you nervous?" He asked
"Um, a little," I said as I downed another one, "Like I said, it's been a while and I'm not sure if I'm any good."
He laughed, "I'll have another shot too. I can't remember if I'm any good either."
After three shots each, we retreated up to the room he got for the night. The liquor had eased my nerves a bit. What helped me was his nervousness too, as weird as that sounded. It was kind of like the first day of school when everyone is nervous it makes it a little easier.
"You look really pretty," He said, "I think I forgot to mention that."
I smiled, "Thanks. It's been a long time since I've gotten dressed up for anything."
"Me too, I'm usually wearing sweat pants or work clothes."
"You look very nice. I'm glad you look decent," She said, "Most of the guys that surround me think that jeans and a T'shirt is dressed up."
He chuckled, "Eh, that used to be my version of dressed up. Before I got old."
I sat on the bed, looking around the room while he unbuttoned the end of his sleeves. I could see that his cheeks were tinted with pink.
"So, I'm not really sure how to start this." I said as I slipped out of my high heels.
"Me either," He said, sitting beside me, "Um, how about we just start kissing."
"Sounds good," I leaned closer to him, almost hesitating but I forced my lips on his.
I felt his own hesitation. I guess he was just as nervous as I was. We eased into our kiss, slowly moving our lips then involving our hands. My hands found his soft hair, hm, he didn't have any product in it, I thought from the way it stood up he did. I guess it was just a natural twist.
Our kissing lead to us laying sideways on the bed. I was kind of hoping he would take the lead and get on top of me, but, maybe he was hoping the same thing. I grabbed his coat and pulled him on top. I was probably going to have to take the initiative.
He pressed himself into me; feeling his erection excited me. I actually started to become wet. Something I thought wouldn't happen again. I thought the well had run dry. Gross metaphor but I didn't know how else to explain it.
I unbuttoned his shirt, then rolled us over. His head hit the headboard with a loud thump.
"I'm sorry," I said as I looked at his head, "I shouldn't have rolled us."
"I'm okay," He said, blushing as he laughed and rubbed his head.
I blushed, "Sorry—,"
"It's alright," He pulled me in for another kiss. I stroked his cheeks as we kissed.
His hands hesitated at the edge of my dress for a moment before he pulled it over my head. I sat up and tossed my dress onto the floor. When I looked back down, he was staring at my body with wide, sparkling eyes. I blushed and placed my hands over my stomach.
"I'm a little-,"
"Beautiful," He said, "You're very beautiful. Your picture didn't do you justice."
"Ha, thanks." I said, letting my hair fall in front of my face to cover my blush.
His hands moved from my hips, his fingers slowly rubbing over my panty line then up to my chest. I closed my eyes, feeling my underwear become uncomfortably wet.
"Can I um take off your bra?"
"Yes, please," I said.
His fingers fumbled with the front of the clasp for a minute before finally unhooking it. My breasts tumbled out. Before Jake, I was a respectable B-cup. But, when I had Jake and I breastfed, I grew to a 38C. But, my breasts were somewhat sagging from age and Jake refusing to drink from a bottle.
His hands wrapped around my breasts, pulling and pushing them up and down. My nipples hardened from his touch. He pinched the now hardened buds, eliciting a moan from me. I placed my hands over his, feeling his movements.
He rolled us over, so I was on the bottom now. I gasped a little at his suddenness but watched as he kissed my neck, licking and biting my sensitive areas.
He kissed his way down to my breasts. He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of him sucking my breast.
He continued to kiss a path down to my panties. I helped him slid them off my legs. I blushed; it's been a long time since someone has seen my downstairs area.
I threw my arm over my eyes as he started rubbing my center. It felt really good. I couldn't help the moans that were coming from my mouth. For a guy who claimed he wasn't any good, he was pretty damn good. Of course, that could be due to the fact that I hadn't had any action in a while.
He moved from between me legs and started to lower his boxer shorts. I sat up quickly as I saw his erection.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked, my mind momentarily off sex.
"Oh, shit yeah," he said as he reached over to his pants and pulled out his wallet, "I did bring one."
"Good. I'm on birth control, but just as an extra precaution you know." I said as I laid back down and watched him put it on.
"Oh good. I'm clean, I swear," He chuckled, "You're the first woman since… well, never mind."
I leaned up and started kissing his neck. He slowly rolled back onto me, his erection pressing against my thigh. I opened my legs, letting him settle between them. He leaned down and started kissing my neck again.
When he pushed into me, I gasped, closing my eyes. It'd be so long since I had been with anyone. It felt amazing.
"Shit," he muttered, his eyes closed.
He started moving, I met his thrusts and fell into a perfect rhythm. To soon, I felt myself approaching the edge. I wanted to reign myself back a bit, but it had been way to long since I had any action.
I groaned, my body thrusting upwards as my orgasm hit me. He groaned loudly and gripped the headboard as he thrusted a few more times. He grunted and tensed as he came. He rolled off me, both of us breathing heavily.
"That was amazing," he said.
I chuckled and wiped the sweat off my brow then sat up. I grabbed my dress.
"I hope you don't mind if I get out of here," I said as I looked back, "I have somebody waiting on me at home."
His face became pale, "You're married?"
"No!" I said quickly, "I'm not married. I have a—never mind. I just need to get out of here."
He stood and started putting on his clothes on, "I have to head out too. Get home."
"Can you help me zip my dress?" I asked as I lifted my hair.
"Of course," he walked behind me and zipped it up.
"Thanks," I turned and smiled, "Well, this was really fun. Thanks."
He extended his hand, smiling cheekily, "Thank you. It was nice doing business with you."
I laughed and rolled my eyes, taking his hand, "It was a pleasure."
"Drive safely." He said as he tucked his wallet back into his pocket.
"You too. Bye."
I walked out of the hotel smiling widely. I felt a hundred percent better. I actually kind of wanted to do it again. Maybe I'll take tinder more seriously.
