Strike Three

Jessy’s point of view

As I saw Tonio leave, I knew his coming was not for mere fun or a coincidence. Even if he’s lusted after me for years, and after having a taste of my body, he still wants me to do what will be best for me instead of claiming me for himself. That was the kinda encouragement I needed. I knew now that it was extremely necessary for me. I knew now that I wanted to save my relationship.

I took a shower to clean the traces of sex left in my body, to be smelling fresh and clean for when I went to see Pablo. I had enough time in my shower to think about what I was going to tell him when I went to his house. I was sure now that, in case I could not fix things, at least we could leave them in friendship. Maybe I did need to see another man to refresh my feelings.

After I got out of the shower, I put on a sexy black dress Pablo had bought me for our anniversary a few months ago. I straightened my hair slightly then put on high heels, and left my house to make way to Pablo’s. I was feeling confident and ready.

Pablo’s point of view

Nate seemed to be ready to leave, but I was not ready for her to leave yet. “Are you planning on leaving? Don’t you know we have pending business to do?” I asked her, lying naked on my sofa as she slowly began to put her underwear on. “What do you mean? I think we already solved what we had to do” she said, looking at me with a smirk. “Or so we thought. I still want to fuck you some more. Won’t you stay?” I asked of her.

“If you so wish” she said, then playfully took her panties off again and knelt down before me. She grabbed my cock, making it hard again quickly. She then began to suck it slowly, salivating my shaft as she went up and down it, toying with the tip using her tongue skillfully, while visibly fingering her pussy on the floor.

“Hop on it” I said, then took my cock out of her mouth. She stood up obediently, and sat down on my cock and began to jump on it. Her pussy embraced my cock while oozing out her vaginal fluids, getting my lower body wet as well. It was refreshing to feel after sweating so much over her.

She turned the other way and started to ride my cock in reverse, getting it back in every time it slipped out of her wet and slippery vagina. She may have said she was done having sex, but it seemed to me like she was enjoying it a little bit too much, maybe even more than I was.

The sound of my pelvis hitting her butt just turned me on more and more. She grabbed her tits while riding on me, moaning softly as I continued to pound her. We were too into the moment to care about anything else that may have been happening in our surroundings.

Jessy’s point of view

After getting ready to go see Pablo, putting on some nice makeup and perfume, I made my way out to his house. I decided to walk instead of calling a taxi because his building was not too far away from my house. I think it was good to walk because it would give me time to think what to say to him when I actually had him face to face.

The walk was windy and nice. With every step, I felt myself getting more and more excited about seeing Pablo and making amends, being honest and sharing our worries. I was sure it would make him happy too, maybe he’s as stressed as I am about the relationship but then again boys always bottle things up to seem tougher than they are. That’s bullshit! I’d be more than happy to have a sensible boyfriend. I’m sure this is the right step to take for our relationship.

As I started to get closer and closer to his house, I began to feel more and more excited but also scared. What if things didn’t go as smooth as planned? Even with that insecurity, I pushed forward because I was sure of what I wanted.

Pablo’s point of view.

Nat and I continued to fuck each other like there was no tomorrow. Now, I was penetrating her on the ass while she laid on the couch, moaning with intensity and bliss as I rammed her rear end. She fingered her pussy while I busily thrusted onto her, so she kept squirting. Her moans became more and more loud, and by now I was a bit worried that someone may hear us.

Jesse’s point of view

Pablo’s building was within sight now, just a few steps and I would be there. I got into the building and took the elevator to his floor, the 6th. I stepped off the elevator to let some people in, then walked towards his apartment. However, as I began to get closer to it I began to hear weird things that, to my surprise, were coming straight from his apartment. It sounded like moaning… I got curious and tiptoed to the door, just to be able to hear the moaning get louder. I snapped back to my senses and knocked on the door, and then the moaning stopped. Could it be…?

After a few minutes, a sweaty Pablo opened the door. “Pablo I came to talk to you, may I come in?” I said while faking a smile with a worried tone, expecting the word. “Jesse, huh, honey.

.. can you give me a few minutes?” He said with a weird smile. “Who’s there? I heard weird stuff…” I said back almost instantly, getting him nervous. “No one is here, just me” he said confidently. “Then let me in” I said without hesitation, and he stopped me from going in. “I wasted my time coming here. I see” I said, and he just looked at me in embarrassment. “Keep fucking whoever it is that you’re fucking right now” I said, barely being able to hold my tears from rolling down. “I’ll leave you be” were my last words, before I left once and for all, and decided to cut ties like I should have done a while ago. He just watched me leave.