Isabelle had two days off. She still had a little bit of a bruise on her forehead from hitting her head on the stairs. She'd just gotten home.
"Stephen, I'm home." She said putting her bag down.
"Hey." Stephen said smiling coming into the living room. He went over to her. They kissed. "How was your flight?"
"Good."
"Hungry?"
"I'm starving."
"What would you say to steaks on the grill?"
"That sounds great."
"I'll get it going."
They were outside eating.
"It's gonna be so weird spending the Fourth Of July without you."
"I know." "We've never been apart for it."
"Do you and your friends have any plans?"
"Well it's in North Carolina and the house show is over at five." "We're all going to Ric's at seven." "It's a pool party but I don't think I'm gonna swim."
"I'm sure you'll have fun."
"Yeah but I'll miss you."
It was around nine o'clock at night on the Fourth Of July. Isabelle was having fun at Ric's. She'd had a few beers. She had to go to the bathroom and asked Ric if could use the bathroom in the pool house, instead of walking back to the main house. He said yes. She went into the pool house and went to the bathroom. As she was coming back down the stairs, Randy was waiting for her at the landing.
"Hi." She said.
"Hi." "Having fun.
"Yeah." "Can we talk?"
"Sure." "What?"
"Come with me." He took her into the den. She sat in a recliner. "We never talked about what happened?"
"With?"
"Us."
"Oh, you mean, that."
"Yes, that." "Isabelle I know you're engaged but-
"No Randy, no buts." She stood up. "I love Stephen and I'm not letting what I feel for you get in the way of that."
"What you feel for me?" He said smirking.
"Oh god." She said realizing what she said. "I have to go." She went to leave. Randy stopped her.
"Isabelle stop." "You have feelings for me?
"I didn't mean to say that."
"Well you did." "I don't think I need to tell that I have feelings for you, you know I do." "I know we both want something, very much."
"I can't"
"You want to." He said drifting closer to her lips. "You want this... He kissed her. "As much as I do." "Isabelle, kiss me." She kissed him. He kissed her back. As they kissed passionately she felt his hands inside her going up her back. He felt the chills and goosebumps on her skin. They broke the kiss so he could take off her shirt. He took off his shirt, then kneeled down by her legs. She moaned as he began to suck on her left leg. He'd never wanted anyone more in his life. He reached up, undid her shorts and pulled them down along with her panties. He planted kissed up her leg. She felt his hand inside her. She moaned. "God your moans." He said. "I want more." "Ohhhh." She moaned loudly as she felt him replace his hand with his tongue. She'd never felt such a rush in her life. "Randy, ohhhh." That sound was like music to him. Her brain was mush as her head swam in pleasure. He went faster. "Oh yeah." She moaned loudly as he went faster. "Mmmmm, ohhhh, ohhhh, oh my god!" She screamed giving in. Her legs were weak. As he stood up and they kissed they backed up to up to the couch. He took off her bra and his shorts and boxers laying back softly with her on the couch. They looked at each other with passion and desire in their eyes. He groaned as he slowly slipped inside her. For a few seconds he just stopped enjoying being inside her. She put her hand to his cheek bringing him back to reality. He started to move. They kissed. "Oh Isabelle." He said. "Oh Randy." She moaned. She didn't understand what she was feeling. She'd never felt this way having sex with Stephen. It just felt different. "You're so beautiful." He said. He went faster. "God Isabelle you're fucking amazing." He groaned. "Mmmmm, oh god, Randy, Randy, yes, oh my god, Randy." She moaned giving in. "Isabelle." He groaned giving in.
As they caught their breath they kissed.
Does anyone actually want me to finish this story? I'm going to scrap it if not. Someone is waiting on a requested story, which I'll be working on next. If there's no interest in this story I don't care but I won't make the requester wait any longer if I don't have to.