Love and Truth Aid in Rescue Mission
The eighth installment of my story series, Years Before.
In the previous chapter, Eva and I shared a blissful weekend filled with the acknowledgment of our growing affection for each other.
In this installment, our relationship transcends a sexual level, catching the eye of a third person, ultimately leading to a turning point. A powerful comrade saves the day.
Thank you for reading
Shortly after that unforgettable weekend in May, Eva and I made significant strides in our bond. We switched from planning encounters around various commitments to prioritizing time together.
These moments became occasions for us to engage in activities together. Our relationship evolved into a fully fledged romance, rather than just being labeled as sleeping partners. Our sensual desires were undoubtedly met, but it was love that fueled our connection.
Having spent so much time immersed in this relationship, we didn't realize that Cass had returned from her trip with her mother until a few days had passed. We decided to pay her a visit one night.
Cass's apartment door was already ajar.
"Cass? Are you here?"
"In the kitchen, Eva."
As soon as we entered, we noticed how tanned Cass had gotten during her trip to Sorrento.
"Cass, you look stunning. You got any sunbathing tan lines?" Eva couldn't resist asking.
"Maybe a few." Cass grinned with a hint of shame.
"Come on, tell us."
"Well, my mom and I had been drinking that night and made a bet that we wouldn't do nude sunbathing. Given that she's my mom, it seemed...ridiculous. However, by the time we woke up the next morning, she'd made a list of secluded locations where nudity would be accepted. We spent the next eight days visiting various spots."
"And how did you feel about being naked with your mom?"
"A bit awkward initially, but my mom still looks great and assured me without making me feel self-conscious. I mean, who else is going to help you apply sunscreen on your back?"
Eva and I appreciated that reality as well. Having experienced the same scenario, we understood the point.
As our conversation continued, we discussed the inevitable subject of Cass's relationship with David.
"So, how's it going with David, Cass?"
"Well, I've given him more time...on my mom's advice."
Eva and I were intrigued by this shift in Cass's behavior. She elaborated.
"So, my mom's aware of us, Andy."
"So, you shared all of it...even Easter?"
"Yep, the whole story, including the naughty parts."
"Holy cow, she did sit you down and talk some sense?"
"Yes, and she felt I should be certain David was out of the picture, so..."
"You're trying to give it one more shot."
"Yes, but I had a serious talk with him earlier this week and made it clear that if he didn't put in the effort, there was someone else waiting."
It turned out that this had been the incentive for David to turn his life around and try again.
As we chatted further, Cass proposed hosting a party in mid-July. A casual gathering where drinks flow, fun's had, and an overnight stay. Eva and I found the idea appealing.
As Cass shared the status of her relationship, she seemed unsure if Eva and I would be happy with her decision to give David another chance. However, her confession elicited no crticism from us.
Instead, we realized that if Cass ended her relationship with David, it could disrupt their friendship.
However, this potential roadblock was something we were avoiding facing.
Over four months into our relationship, Eva and I were inseparable. We no longer focused on an endpoint but rather revelled in our closeness.
Toward the middle of July, it was time for Cass's celebration. It was a warm summer Saturday and I made my way to Cass's house. Eva and I decided to be cautious regarding our actions because there would be individuals at the party who were unfamiliar with the situation, which included Ruthie and David.
There were a few folks present already, and I heard a familiar voice greet me from behind.
"Hi Andy, It's wonderful to see you."
A hug and a gentle squeeze on my waist, it was Ruthie. She was in high spirits and looked great. Her shoulder-length blond hair was now a loose bob, complementing her black polo neck jumper and jeans, and her white plimsoles were back. She gave the impression of being casual, relaxed, and most importantly, happy.
"Hey, how's it going? Honestly, you look really great!"
"Oh, wow, thank you. I've stayed clear of most men lately and have simply been taking care of myself."
"That's fantastic. Did you bring someone with you tonight?"
"Yes, he's over there."
As Ruthie spoke, Pete came out of the kitchen - the same guy to whom she'd rejected when things didn't go well for her before. I recognized him. We used to be friends, spending a lot of time together before things changed and our relationship faded away. Tonight, he and Ruthie had a short reunion. Apparently, after more calls from Pete, Ruthie had changed her mind. She'd met him for drinks a couple of times. "Snogs but no sex," Ruthie disclosed, so tonight she chose to bring him. Pete, Eva, and I would be sharing the floor in sleeping bags.
I only occasionally saw Cass at the party. She and David were doing really well together, and they spent most of their time in her father's bedroom "banging their brains out." I was genuinely thrilled for her.
Later on, Eva arrived.
She looked stunning. She wore the outfit well-known from the Lake Park event, this time with a small belt around her white shirt to enhance it, a red pendant resting right above her exposed cleavage, and her same dark red skirt with her bare legs showing under the skirt. I couldn't help but think, "This woman is incredibly lucky to be yours tonight."
Eva approached me quickly and gave me a tender kiss on the lips, and we greeting each other in front of others with as much ease as we could. After observing her in that outfit again, my thoughts were purely physical. I proposed that we step out for a smoke. It was crucial to have some privacy since we were out of sight and earshot.
"I've been missing you, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine, Eva. Just happy to see you. You look marvelous, very sexually attractive, especially with your "fucking" clothes on."
"Thank you, because the only reason I decided to wear them tonight was to entice you."
Eva smiled and said, "I've come up with a plan."
Of course, the meticulous lady would.
"We can enjoy each other sexually, starting soon, and within a few hours, most will be drunk and won't care much about what we do."
So, that's exactly what happened.
We had an amazing time, seemingly growing more intimate in front of people but becoming more carnal in private moments.
Eva's belt was nowhere to be seen after she suggested that I open her shirt in the side of the house so I could kiss her breasts and suck on her nipples.
I also found out that Eva liked panties with her skirt because she felt naked otherwise. So, in moments when there was privacy, she found it convenient to put them around her wrist. This carried on during the evening when we were able to venture outside and be undisturbed.
Eva didn't seem to fear taking risks, given her history of being naked and sexual outside before. Her display of exhibitionism was evident as she willingly guided how bold she could be, revealing her body and engaging with me.
We managed to keep it under the radar most of the time.
We stood in the shadows of a shelter in the garden where I was enjoying Eva's touch on me under it. Suddenly, we heard the patio door slide, making us quickly stash our strengthening erection. It was Cass, so she wouldn't have minded, but it could've been anyone.
The excitement of possibly getting caught and being outside heightened our thrill.
The party started to break up at 1 a.m., and those who were staying had made their way to their rooms. Cass and David were in her dad's bedroom, two unknown people in the downstairs bedroom, and presumedly Ruthie and Pete were upstairs.
Eva and I were left in the living room alone.
She whispered in my ear, "I could jump on you now, baby." But since we're not seeking to take unnecessary risks, the idea of doing it then was a bit too daring, perhaps because Eva's skirt was too short to hide anything. We contented ourselves with kissing and cuddling on the sofa.
However, a cigarette outside made Eva yearn for some fresh-air action once more.
Eva stood in front of me, knowing we were very unlikely to be disturbed, and while smoking her cigarette, she unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her breasts to the cool night air. Caressing them, she continued to drag on her cigarette. "I've been thinking about pulling up my skirt and letting you have sex with me from behind."
"Really, now?"
"Yes, here and now. I'm so wet for you."
So, for a few moments, Eva stood, hands pressed against the wall, baring her behind to the night, her skirt raised to her waist. I pulled out my robust erection and settled in behind her.
"You know, I think someone might catch us."
Eva didn't care. "Oh, really. I really like this. I've been getting quite dirty lately, haven't I?"
"Yes, and I adore it. Shall we take it upstairs, get undressed, and close?"
"Yes, let's go."
Eva's skirt was drawn back down and I retreated. Good thing the night covers up flushed faces as Cass stepped out for a cigarette.
"Hey, you two, doing okay?"
Eva took the initiative. "Luckily for us, you didn't come out a minute earlier. We were screwing."
"What? Outside?"
"Yes, Andy was fucking me from behind. Thick cock, quite big."
Cass replied, "A part of me would like that, but not tonight!"
I jumped in, "We're heading upstairs to see where we can take things."
"Good luck, guys. You'll find a way!" Cass winked at us. "See you in the morning."
I carefully trudged upstairs, trying not to disturb Ruthie or Pete if possible, even though we would be sleeping with them. I unzipped our sleeping bags and sorted out blankets for us to cover ourselves with. Eva silently removed my shirt and kissed my torso and shoulders.
"Strip me. Make love to me, here, now, please."
"You know Ruthie and Pete are here."
Eva decided she was comfortable with being visible. "Let them watch. I'm here for you."
I undid her blouse and took it off, unveiling her delicate bare breasts and skin. Her desire was evident by her nipples standing out slightly more than usual. Our unique experience of potentially being watched intensified our anticipation.
I unbuttoned her skirt and she stood up. She slid it off, and her nakedness was revealed.
Instead of rising up, I kept my hands on her bottom and kissed areas that I had grown familiar with over time, knowing they would arouse her. I traced my fingers through her nipples, her belly button, and around her hairy mound, all meticulously shaved.
Moving my hand down her hip, I felt the moisture starting to form between her legs, a result of the recent sexual encounter outside. She wiggled slightly, enabling my finger to slide in. I pushed my finger in as far as I could, feeling her wetness. Eva shifted further back from me, indicating that she was ready to remove my pants.
She unbuckled my belt and slowly slid my trousers away, revealing my throbbing erection. She wrapped her fingers around it, then traced them up and down, collecting the drops of pre-cum that had started to form. Her movements were sensual and unhurried, causing me to close my eyes and enjoy the sheer sensory overload.
When she was done, she gently pushed my jeans and socks off me, leaving us both naked. Eva ceased to move but continued caressing my now exposed erection, running one finger up my foreskin to caress my glans, gathering more liquid. Then she pushed my glans up and down, covering it in pre-cum. I felt the ecstasy rising as she did this.
However, my vision shifted towards a silhouette over the bed, revealed by the moonlight. It was Ruthie, who was gazing at us topless, her exposed chest catching the light. She turned her head to face me, and I realized she had noticed what Eva was doing. Our eyes locked, and muffled moans emanated from Eva as she absorbed the attention.
I whispered to Eva, "Ruthie's watching us." Eva exhaled deeply, as if that was what she had wanted. I heard her say, "Show her how much you love me, baby." This was Eva's exhibitionist side, craving the excitement of being naked in front of someone else.
I lay Eva on her back and parted her legs. I licked her lips as I explored her depilated labia. She responded by raising her legs, inviting me in further. I dived into her folds, only to be greeted by her wetness. Her breathing quickened, possibly to stifle any sounds she might make.
I used my tongue to caress her clitoris, and her hips began to move in circles, a sign that she was approaching orgasm. I focused my tongue on her clitoris, eliciting even more erratic movements. Ruthie continued to stare at us, probably feeling aroused by the show.
Eva tightened her grip on my head, holding me in place. I felt her body arch slightly as she enjoyed her second orgasm, her legs spreading wide. After the initial orgasm, she seemed calmer, as if it had been the release she needed.
When she relaxed her grip on my head, I sat up a bit and observed Ruthie. The moonlight revealed Ruthie's perky breasts and hardened nipples, as if to trigger my desire to reach out and touch her. I glanced between Eva's face and hers.
Ruthie jerked me out of my reverie by saying, "Make love to Eva." I was able to contain my own fervent desire to focus on the moment at hand.
I lay Eva back down and spread her legs wider. I slowly explored her folds with my tongue, making her hips move in circles. I felt her response, followed by a series of high-pitched moans. I then focused my tongue on her clitoris, watching as Eva arched her back while trying not to make a sound. Eva locked her legs around my head, indicating she wanted more.
As the second orgasm subsided, Eva released her grip on my head, and I held her legs back. The time to make love to her had come. She came again, this time with a long, deep, whole-body relaxing orgasm. I noticed that, similar to the first orgasm, this one seemed to resolve the tension of the previous one, leaving Eva in a complete state of relaxation.
I took a moment to catch my breath, still feeling my erection throbbing. I had to look at Ruthie again. She was still observing, now stroking her own breasts, deep in thought.
I couldn't help but be turned on by the idea of having an audience.
Eva lifted her head up towards me. "Make love to me, baby," she whispered. Her words caused me to sink into a heavenly moment.
Eva laid back, preparing herself for me. I positioned myself above her, poised and taking a moment to gather my thoughts. I craved this moment. The moment my penis touched her labia, which was already slightly parted. My member reacted to this initial moisture, growing slightly more.
I knew this woman's body inside and out. I hadn't needed any guidance. I could feel when the tip of my penis was there.
With a gentle, continuous movement, I was able to penetrate her completely. All of me inside her. My goal was to please Eva and satisfy her, wanting her womb to squeeze me in response. All the things we'd learned about each other merged together in this quiet, intense, passionate act of love.
I moved in and out, feeling her movements underneath me and her legs wrapping around me sometimes, gently drawing me deeper. I extended my arms to admire her exquisite form, her face, her skin, her breasts.
What we shared was lovemaking. I was consumed by love for this woman. My sole purpose was to please her. What we were doing at that moment was perfect - filled with two people who were so well acquainted with how the other functioned physically.
Eva's womb encompassed me. There was nothing that mattered more at that moment. I experienced a surge of my hardness, coupled with a rush of heat. One more thrust and...
In an instant, I ejaculated within Eva. An intense stream followed shortly thereafter, showering her with my passion. Eva's hips arched upward in response, begging me to sink deeper. We moved together until I had no more energy left. We collapsed, laid on the floor.
I positioned myself beside her, placing both of our hands on each other's faces, kissing and caressing, no words necessary. I adjusted the sleeping bag that covered us and settled down for a rest.
It had been a daring, provocative, adventurous night, ending with intensely passionate lovemaking.
A night to be forever remembered.
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To ensure Eva had time to prepare for the morning, I relied on my internal alarm to wake her up. Much to my relief, she woke up comfortably before we had to depart. She came around and faced me.
"Morning, my lover," I murmured softly.
"Morning, oh sexy man."
"It's six forty. You have just a little time left."
"Alright." She leaned in for a kiss. "Did we really make love last night with Ruthie sleeping not far away?"
"Yes, I know she saw us."
"And when was that?"
"It was when you had me in your mouth."
"What? Really? This makes it so much more exciting because I wanted to surrender myself to you but we couldn't make loud noises."
"I understand. It had a particularly thrilling feeling about it because I could feel how much you wanted me."
"Can I have a cup of tea?"
"No, you should leave. You don't want to upset your parents."
Eva somehow managed to get dressed in the adjacent room. Accompanied by me, I walked her down the stairs - uncovered and unclothed.
"Take care, Eva," I said softly. "You looked sensual and confident last night. You're a stunning woman."
"Flattery will get you everywhere. But seriously, you were...thrilling. It's become difficult to forget your tactile presence."
"Yes, time to go. I'll contact you later this week."
"Alright. Andy?"
"Yes, Eva?"
"You know I'm deeply in love with you, don't you? See you."
With that breathtaking final statement, she exited through the door, walking swiftly and energetically to return home. I was sure that I felt the same passion for her.
I ascended to the upper levels of the house. We'd clearly made quite a spectacle of ourselves. Sunlight illuminated the room, casting shadows that could've revealed everything to Ruthie if she were to wake up.
I collected the sleeping bags. Ruthie and Pete's tender slumber remained undisturbed. I put on my jeans and shirt. Took my socks and shoes, and went down. Boiling water for tea, I realized we hadn't drunk much because we were too involved in our game of lustful surprises.
Sitting outside with the back door ajar and a cigarette in my hand, I pondered over the events that transpired that night, this morning, and how they filled my mind with a cacophony of emotions.
And then, ordinarily, I heard a voice from behind me. "Hello, Andy." I turned around.
"Hello Ruthie," I replied. "Couldn't get back to sleep?"
"I did, but I saw you with Eva last night. I wasn't sure I could understand what I was watching."
I handed her both my cup of tea and my cigarette. She took a sip and a drag before I made another one for her.
"Ruthie, let's not be coy and maintain our friendship and honesty."
"Okay...look, I saw you having sex with Eva," Ruthie confessed. "It was a shock at first, I wasn't convinced it could be real."
I lit her cigarette and took a drag before handing it back to her.
"Ruthie, let's be straight with each other: what did you observe last night?"
"Wow, we truly had a great time, didn't we? We were locked onto each other's gaze, right?"
"Yes, Andy. I couldn't stop staring at your eyes when you...held yourself..."
"Yes..."
Ruthie pondered briefly. "It...stirred some emotions inside me."
All of a sudden, she snapped back to the present. "Oh, wait, forgive me, you two blew my mind."
"That's fine, Ruthie. I suppose it wasn't what you anticipated. Did you enjoy watching?"
"Hell, yes. A lot. Do I dare say that? Mmm, yes, it was captivating witnessing my friends making love with each other. Extremely horny."
"How was it with Pete?" I inquired, wishing to expand the subject and also because I knew Ruthie had been avoiding the sexual relationship topic recently.
"Horrible. A rushed, poorly executed one-off and he fell asleep right afterward. Not worth the effort and I won't see him again. I'm saving myself now."
"Oh, who for?"
"Never mind, sex connoisseur!"
Ruthie was fascinated by Eva and me.
"Andy, can I ask?"
"Yes."
"What I saw last night was two individuals connected with each other. I know I called it sex, but it wasn't. You two moved so harmoniously, like you truly knew one another, almost like making love."
"Well, that's what it was, Ruthie."
"Oh, wow. How long have you and Eva been together?"
"Together in total?"
"Together, Andy. Friends."
She lightly clutched my hand. I grasped it back and I could tell she trusted me. I described how it initially started with two friends desiring more out of their physical connection and how it progressively blossomed into something deeper, past the sex.
"Do you love her?"
"I do, Ruthie, I do."
"Can I be bluntly honest with you, Andy?"
"Yes, no filtering, friends talking."
"I long for...crave what you and Eva shared last night. It's what I've been yearning for. I've been desperately hunting for it, only to be left with a quick, shallow experience, then rejected. That's why I say I'm saving myself. I want someone for me. A man to cherish me rather than just his penis in my vagina before he departs."
Ruthie appeared somewhat emotional. "Are you okay? Would you like a hug?"
"Yes, please." I wrapped my arms around Ruthie, embracing her. It dawned on me how extraordinary Eva and I were becoming as a couple. After a while, I spoke.
"What you're saying is true, Ruthie. You're beautiful, and it appears you're still hurting from what happened that caused you great distress."
"I think I am, Andy. I feel fragile."
"Ruthie, I'm here for you if you need me?"
"I do, Andy."
"Someone of the opposite sex to chat candidly to, reminding you not all men are the same. I can do that for you...if you'd like."
"Yes, I'd like that very much indeed."
"Well, I think over the course of our interactions, honesty and friendship have become the norm for us. Do you concur?"
"Yes. Friends, Andy. Close friends."
In August, the transformational month.
After the party, Eva and I became closer. We met several times after that, and everything was wonderful. We felt almost unified and being around each other provided us each a warm glow.
The only variation was that we saw less of Cass. We knew Cass was making an effort with David, and everything seemed fine, so we made a conscious effort to keep our distance, fearing we might complicate things.
Then came a gap.
We spoke every few days at least, simply because we wanted to and were eager to meet up. But then, I called, and Eva didn't return it.
One day turned into two, turned into three. Something was off. I could sense it but didn't know what.
Eventually, Eva called back and requested a meeting at the Lake Park.
We met at the entrance. Eva held my hand, kissed me, and we kept walking.
"Have a seat with me, Andy."
"Alright, Eva. Is everything alright?"
She took a deep breath.
"No." Her voice cracked a little. "I can't handle this anymore. I can't do "this", "us", as it stands. I say I love you, Andy. And I mean it. But I also know there's more than two of us in this, and I expect change with Cass is imminent."
Her hand was quivering as she continued.
"I said we'd wrap things up when Cass and David's relationship ended, but that was a while ago. We've experienced a lot together, shared many things, and I have to stop it before I get seriously hurt and need to choose between lover and friend."
"Eva, I ask that you don't enter any situation against your will. Our relationship together has had a big impact on my life, and I never expected it to progress like it has. I am deeply connected to you, Eva."
"Eva, it's thanks to you that I have changed as a person. Before, I was seen as self-reliant but now I understand the beauty of being with someone who cherishes me. That's what you've shown me."
"Although it's been wonderful, I have to consider Cass. She's one of my best friends, and I can't lose her."
I tried to present an alternative perspective. "Eva, if Cass ended her relationship with David and we got together, she might support it. You know Cass wouldn't want you to be hurt."
"Andy, Cass has spoken to me about you in much detail. About you and her relationship. If I didn't have a clear picture of how deep our connection runs, her involvement would still seemingly be a casual fling. She doesn't suspect how much we've grown or how far we've both come."
Eva paused before carrying on. I decided to keep quiet.
"Looking back, it was unreasonable to expect you to be there for both of us. When our relationship was just about casual sex, it wasn't a big issue. Now I know how it feels to have strong emotions for someone and want to devote myself exclusively to them, that's what you've done for me. However, I understand that being with me could mean losing my friendship with Cass."
"Eva, may I ask a question? Have you found someone you're interested in?"
"No, Andy, I haven't. This is just about Cass, you, and me, and what the best decision would be for me. Even though it may seem self-centered, there's a reason for it."
I listened as Eva posed her query.
"I understand that you would want to support Cass if she ended her relationship. If she came to you and asked for your help, would you consider it?"
"I would do my best to distance myself from her, Eva. I wouldn't want to be the cause of your ruptured relationship with Cass."
Eva broke down in tears. I comforted her. Regaining her composure, she continued.
"Andy, I can't ask you to put your friendship with me at risk. I know it would break my heart to put you in that position."
"Eva, I can't let you walk away from this just yet. Our hearts are broken. The time we shared may not have been planned, but the feelings were genuine."
Eva started crying again. I held her. She composed herself.
"Eva, we weren't expecting this to last even a few months, let alone result in us falling in love. We were only focused on gaining physical pleasure. But as time passed, our connection transformed into deep feelings and love. We had a short-lived romance that ended in a strong bond."
"Eva, I'm sorry it ended this way. I'll respect your wishes if you want."
"Andy, consider how we first started. This was a chance encounter. It was supposed to be a casual fling but it didn't end up that way, did it?"
"No, it didn't, Eva."
"I understand that. We made a connection and our feelings grew. But the risks outweigh our current happiness. I can't hurt Cass and jeopardize my friendship with her. I have to fix it before it's too late."
"Are you really thinking of ending it, Eva?"
"Yes, if we part ways now, my heart will break. But I can't carry on as it is, Andy."
"Eva, I wasn't expecting any of this, but this relationship was never supposed to be long-term. You've brought out the best in me, I loved and cared for you. But I won't put anything before my friendship with Cass. I need time to heal so eventually, I can be around you without pain."
"Maybe I ought to leave, Andy?"
"Only if you truly feel that way."
"Maybe I should, before I change my mind."
Eva chose not to alter anything for you, Andy. She's aware of her own desires and won't let you influence her decisions.
She walked up to me and held my hand once more. "You've assisted me in figuring out what I need and desire, all because of your presence and care for me," Eva expressed. "Remember this, there's a portion of me that adores you, Andy, because we separated not due to any flaw in our relationship. Circumstances forced us into a predicament we couldn't manage."
She placed her hand over my chest and inhaled deeply. Appearing at me once more, she uttered, "Goodbye, Andy."
Eva kissed me on the lips and exited. I sat back down on the bench and observed her. I lost sight of her before reaching the gate. A significant part of my life left and only Eva and I were cognizant of how profound and intense our connection was.
I cried uncontrollably, sitting on that bench. Helpless, aching, drained, suffering. I tried to hold myself together until I managed to reach my car. Eva was out of sight. I visited Cass's residence but couldn't muster the courage to emerge. In some odd manner, Cass was also a part of this conclusion, and I wasn't certain of how I'd respond. I sat in the darkness and wept once more. I discharged everything to myself and, eventually, drove home.
In the subsequent few weeks, I gathered myself a bit. My bond with Eva had been so intense and swift that I'd allowed myself to be swept away by it all. She had largely reshaped me from an inexperienced person into a sexually self-assured individual. The trials of romance shouldn't be a factor, but they were.
By September, a month had passed since the breakup, and my thoughts were gradually becoming more coherent. I'd acknowledged that what had transpired was fundamentally destined to fail. If anything, Eva and I had been somewhat naive in thinking that the physical aspect of our connection wouldn't impact our emotions, particularly when the intimacy we shared grew into something far deeper and captivating.
We were, in any case, well-matched and a suitable pair.
A mid-September Saturday, and I was in town, drawing out money and aimlessly strolling. Planning nowhere in particular, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Andy, Andy, where's my friend?" Ruthie's upbeat voice momentarily uplifted me. "Where are you?"
"I'm doing fine, Ruthie. I haven't seen you since the party."
"I'm still doing my best to stay away from guys. I concluded things with Pete. I'm happier on my own currently. How are you?"
"Well, it's an engaging narrative. What have you been doing lately?"
"I've finished numerous shifts at the supermarket, so I'm off until Monday and aim to accomplish little today."
"Would you like a cup of tea at some point?"
"I can offer you something much better, Andy. Come back to my house."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm positive. Didn't we categorize ourselves as friends?"
"Yes, but..."
"Yes, but what? We're mates. Let's go."
I accompanied Ruthie back to her residence. The house I parked close to Cass's countless times now became a home I entered for the first time.
"Hi Ruthie, where's the hubby?"
"In the kitchen."
"Ruthie, who's this gentleman?"
"Hi, Mrs. Davis," I extended a friendly hand. "I'm Andy. We're friends through being acquainted with Cass."
Mrs. Davis accepted my hand. "Oh yes. Ruthie's mentioned you." I glanced at Ruthie, who smiled back.
"Well, we encountered each other in town and Ruthie invited me over. Is that acceptable?"
"Oh no, no, Andy. Feel at ease in our abode and it's Joan. Mrs. Davis isn't my mother-in-law and I'm certainly not her, in any way, shape, or form."
Tea was prepared and a platter of biscuits were included, Ruthie grabbed it, indicating, "Come on." Her direction ushered us upstairs to her room. [
Ruthie's room was like a time capsule from her teenage years. Boy George and Wham! Posters decorated the walls but there were no more recent additions.
"I know, I know," Ruthie acknowledged, "The posters are a little outdated. I haven't really found anything I've liked enough to replace them with."
"I never really got into posters," I said. "I'd rather spend my money on records."
"So, Andy, you look a bit off today. What's going on?"
"Well..." I hesitated, "Eva and I broke up."
"What? But you two seemed so close at the party! How? Why?"
I shared the entire story with Ruthie. She knew about Eva and me, but not the full extent of the situation. The topics we discussed brought up raw emotions. It took an hour for me to explain everything. By the end, I was crying in Ruthie's arms. She didn't try to offer any advice, she was just there to comfort me as a friend.
After a while, she asked, "When we spoke at the party, you said you loved her."
"I did, I felt that way, but we got too close because it was never just the two of us. In the end, it mattered if it stopped."
Ruthie listened intently. "Does Cass know what happened?"
"Eva hasn't spoken to her since the split. I've decided not to contact her either. I wouldn't know what to say."
"Do you know if Cass is OK?" Ruthie asked. "I haven't seen her much. I've tried to drop by like usual, but sometimes the door is locked, so I stop trying. I stopped using the key to just go in a while ago. You remember what happened after..."
"Yes," I replied. "It's nice we can be honest about everything. Ruthie, at her core, is one of life's happy souls. Her and I make for a unique friendship. Most of our interactions up until now were pretty intense given our drunken, rude chats. But we're really good friends who tell it like it is."
Ruthie's mother called out, "Beans on Toast?"
"Let's go, Andy." Ruthie said, still smiling.
The summer had ended and the temperature dropped. A bowl of beans on toast hit the spot. After our meal, we decided to go for a walk at the park. Ruthie wanted to learn about the places where we'd had our encounters.
"Let's go to the Lake Park and you can show me where it all happened," she suggested. "I love talking about sex, so let's do it!"
"Uh...we're going to the park to talk, not, you know..." I said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Oh, right, yeah! Let's go!" Ruthie laughed. "I have questions for you. You game?"
"I suppose so," I answered. "This is one way to get Eva out of my mind."
On our way, Ruthie stopped me, "By the way, between us, OK, Andy?"
"Sure..." I said. "And thank you."
Ruthie loved playing games. At the bowling green, I told her about the night when Eva's aggressive side came out and our more relaxed encounter later.
"All right, we'll call this the 'Fuck Bench' then," she joked.
"Are you naming landmarks now, Ruthie?" I teased.
Ruthie winked at me and tugged on my jacket. "So, was that the first time you two, you know..."
"Yes, Ruthie," I replied. "We're going to the park to 'talk' not, you know...do." We laughed as we continued.
Just before we reached the park, Ruthie stopped me, "You know, between us, OK, Andy?"
"Sure..." I said. "And thank you."
Ruthie had a playful sense of humor and we took a walk to the park to discuss our experiences and answer her questions. We joked about naming places and found lightheartedness in the situation.
It happened, yeah. It was almost accidental since I think Eva wanted me inside her, but she caught herself off guard and climaxed first.
"So, really rough and intense, then?"
"Yeah, a surprise side of her that I hadn't seen. Kind of aggressive, which was disconcerting, but super sexy."
I wanted to ask her a few questions.
"Hey, have any of the guys you've been with been able to make you climax?"
"No, not once. Always the same thing happening. They do their thing and that's it. Extremely frustrating, Andy, when I think about it. The only person who's ever made me come is me."
"No one even tried to excite you first?"
"Yes, lots of finger stuff but no idea what they were doing. No, just hurried it along and straight into the act. Terrible, truly."
"I can't believe that you haven't found a good man."
"It's true, all bad seeds. That's why I'm holding off now. I know what I want, and I'm not getting it, so it's a no-go."
"I appreciate your determination, Ruthie."
"Well, I'm done. I'm a person, not a sexual object."
I could sense that Ruthie hadn't expressed her anger much. Maybe she needed to talk through it with someone, as much as I needed to vent.
We headed towards the secluded spot behind the hedgerows Eva had led me to.
"Where the hell are we going?"
"Hang in there, Ruthie. You'll find out."
Ruthie stepped into the little clearing, hands in her coat pockets, looking up at the sky. She was a very attractive woman, I thought. Her blonde hair and the slightly parted lips when she was listening to someone were adorable.
"What should I call this place?"
"How about 'Bonk Corner'?"
I couldn't help but laugh. We walked on.
"Worried about being seen, Andy?"
"Well, that's part of the excitement, maybe. Knowing people might be watching but in reality, it was much more thrilling being there like at the party."
I stopped, awaiting Ruthie's reaction.
"What else turned you on, anything?"
"Well, seeing you topless while you touched yourself and watched me made the arousal even greater."
"I couldn't believe what I was seeing."
"It wasn't the longest, or the most intense sex we'd had, but along with our feelings for each other, it was...complete. Yes, complete."
"Seriously?"
"Yes, complete."
As we circled the lake, I had a question for Ruthie.
"Have you ever been naked outdoors before?"
"Not since I was a child, playing with a bucket and spade at the seashore."
"You should try it, Ruthie. It's something you should experience."
"So, you and Eva spent a whole day together naked?"
"Yes, most of the time. We napped, rested, but also sunbathed in the nude in Eva's garden."
"You did what?"
"Yeah, we spent the first afternoon outdoors."
"And did you...uh..."
I interjected, "Not yet, Ruthie. I'm not telling you everything right away!"
"OK, Mr. Sex God."
"So, what was it like?"
"Uh, well, we didn't have a lot of privacy so we spent the afternoon kind of on display, but we still found it very sexy."
"Have you tried it?"
"Nope, not since I was little. But maybe I should."
"So you and Eva..."
"Yeah, had sex outside a lot. And waited until the evening to try something...unusual."
Ruthie's curiosity was piqued.
"And what was that?"
"I'll save that one for next time!"
We laughed and walked back to Ruthie's place. I saw her to her door.
"Thanks again, Ruthie."
"Why, Andy?"
"Because a chance encounter with you has made my day and allowed me to think about it all and most importantly..."
"Mmm..."
"Spend time with you. You really cheered me up today. It's been fun."
"Don't forget to inquire about your conversation with her. It appeared she was aware of my existence."
"I will, mate. Later, Ruth."
"See you soon, I wish."
"Farewell, sweetheart," and as she kissed me softly, she waved and entered the house. That day, I truly discovered a true friend.
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