My Second Chance at Love

The first night

Emma’s POV…

I didn’t know what I’d do when I got that first snap. How did he even get added? COURT! Ugh! What is she doing?!?! After his second, I respond. When he asks what I’m wearing, I send him my pjs. Rob always said they were frumpy so I figured they’d be a turn off for him. Once it was gone I realized it was dang cold in this apartment and my n***les were so hard. I hope Andrew didn’t notice.

When he starts talking about my ass and calling it his, I don’t even know what to do. What does he mean if I moan his name? I’ve never moaned a name, and meant it. Let me be perfectly honest. Rob and I had been married seven and a half years. I’m 26 and I’ve never had an orgasm. At least I don’t think I have. According to Court, I’d know if I did. Rob says something in me is broken and that s*x isn’t about me if I can’t orgasm. I need to fake it for him. I’m honest with Andrew when I tell him I’ve never moaned a name. He needs to know I’m broken. I keep waiting for him to give up and realize I’m damaged goods.

My phone starts ringing. What the hell? A Snapchat call? That’s a thing? I answer it. I know exactly where this conversation is going and I’m so embarrassed.

He starts off by saying something about making me face him. Oh my god this is going to be mortifying. I start laughing and hide my face. I decide the best way to do this is to just full out face him. “So what, you’re gonna call me and tell me how you plan to make me moan your name?” I ask him.

“Nah, that’s for at least tomorrow night. I just wanted to hear your voice and see your face,” he replies.

At this moment my heart rate slows and I realize that he’s in a hotel. “Where even are you?”

He starts to explain his work schedule to me and that he’s gonna be gone for almost three weeks. Maybe when he comes back I will be nearly halfway to a divorce.

“What do you do?” I ask. He’s got to be a body guard or something. This man is massive. His shoulders are bigger than my thighs and his chest is so thick. Why have I never found his body type attractive?

“I’m a lineman,” he replies.

Shit! I knew he was huge, but damn! “For who?!” It’s out of my mouth so fast!

He starts cracking up, “the power company. I’m an electrical lineman. I climb power poles and fix the power grid. Basically, I’m a bad mother f**ker.”

Damn it the blush is back. Why do I turn red so easy?!?! “Oh, I’m sorry. You’re just so huge, I thought it made sense.”

He smirks, freaking smirks, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. He moves one arm and I swear to god, the muscles that ripple make my whole body tense up and start to tingle. I think my mouth gapes. He then proceeds to laugh.

“Emma, don’t drool, girl. That’s nothing. Wait and see what I can do to you.”

“Oh holy hell.” s**t I said that out loud. I cover my mouth immediately.

“This isn’t fair. You can see too much. I have to turn the lights off. If I’m gonna stare open mouthed at you, you do not get to know, Mr. Miller.”

I jump out of bed, completely forgetting that I’ve stripped of my pj pants before he started the call. I’m now in my spaghetti strap and a pair of black lace boy shorts. I walk to the door to switch off the lights. Still staring at Andrew, I see his mouth gape and hear him gasp, then curse

“F**k!”

“What, Andrew?”

“Turn around, Emma.” I swear when he said this his voice was straight gravel and it struck a nerve deep in my belly.

When I turned, I realized that as I strutted to the door to switch off the light I pranced by my jewelry box, which has a mirror front, in my lace panties, with the lights on. Oh s**t. He’s gonna be done with me forever. He saw my real ass. The dimples. The imperfections. He saw my jiggles.

I jerk my phone to my chest and run to turn off the light. I hear him calling my name.

I pull the phone up and look at him but I know he can’t see me.

“Turn the light back on Emma. I wasn’t done yet.”

No no no. There’s no way in hell I’d let him get a second look.

“Andrew, you don’t mean that. You saw. I’m sorry.”

“What the hell are you sorry for? Turn the light back on.”

“Why?”

“Emma, beautiful, I wasn’t done. I wanted you to know I was staring, but I wasn’t done looking at you.”

“Andrew I can’t. You’re gonna see that I’m an illusion. I have a fat ass, big chubby thighs, and a jiggly belly. It’s bad enough that you’re seeing me with no makeup.”

I know he can’t see me or the big tears in my eyes. I’m scared he can hear them though. Before I understand what’s happened, Andrew has flipped over on his bed and turned his camera. His shorts are tented. Oh my god! His shorts are tented.

“Does that look like something caused by a fat ass or jiggly belly?” He roaring this at me. “s**t Emma, I haven’t been this hard in all my life. Please let me look.” He then fists his d**k through his shorts and I have to hold the door frame for balance.

I flip the switch before I can think.

“Good girl, now walk back to that mirror.”

I slowly walk back to the jewelry box and turn my back to it. I know he can see my back, my legs, and my ass. He’s hissing and stroking himself. Oh my word! Why is this so hot?

“s**t Emma, how do you look like that? It’s perfect.” His hand is squeezing and his shorts are darker at the tip of his d**k. Oh my! I did this to him. He’s only holding the tip and a little down but from what I can tell, he’s got some impressive size to him.

I turn around and face the camera to the mirror. He thinks the back is hot, the front is something else. My breasts are so hard and my breathing is erratic. My lace is practically see through in my panties and I shave. I shave every single day for me. From this angle he can see my perfectly shaved p***y and my very swollen c**t through my panties.

“Oh, f**k. You’re gonna make me c*m now in my damn shorts. Oh s**t Emma, spread your legs a tiny bit for me. Oh f**k, do you ever touch yourself?”

I cannot answer that. First of all, I cannot get any words out because I’m breathing like I’ve run a damn marathon. Second of all, I cannot tell him my biggest secret, that I’m broken.

I shake my head no.

“Please, Emma, pinch your ni**les like you’d want me to if I were right behind you.”

I do as I’m told and I moan so loud I jump. I’ve never heard a noise like that from myself.