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The evening came around all too fast. I had to heave my tired body out from under the sheets and force myself to move. I was dreading what was to come. My family wanted to get the preparations started to lay my dad to rest. The thought was too much to handle, but I didn't have a choice. I walked up to my mother's flat and stepped through the door. Everyone was already there. I said my hellos and sat down. We all had a gloomy look to us, portraying how hurt we all truly were. My brother started off saying what we needed to get sorted and everybody chimed in on what they wanted to happen. I remained quiet, looking over to my mother, who also seemed to be in a trance-like state, clearly not coping. She didn't utter a word, not that I could blame her. It was hard enough to get out of bed earlier, let alone engage in conversation. An hour went by and it seemed we had it all planned out. My brother said he would make the phone calls and we all slowly filtered out to our respective homes. When I walked through the door I realized how different it all looked, everything had a place and it was all very organized, unlike my bedroom which still had all of my things in boxes. Mattie must have been busy, he really is a good person. I'm so lucky to have him. Just as I was thinking this, he walked out of his bedroom door. " Oh hey, how was it?" he asked suddenly. " Oh, it was okay, we have everything sorted, the funeral should be in a week and a half if we can get it all booked" I said, recalling what was mentioned earlier. "okay good, ill let work know so i can come with you alright?" says Mattie. My heart swells. I looked at him and gave him a hug. Gods he always smells so good! " Thank you Mattie. I don't know what I would do without you! And thank you for organizing everything in here. It looks great, truly! I'm sorry I've been MIA and didn't help you" i squeeze out. " don't be silly! its been a f*****g awful few days, and i tried my best im sure theres a few thing you will want to change" he laughed out. "well your not wrong there but i can see the effort you put in i giggled. " I'm off work for the next few days, let's have a drink or two and watch some shitty comedy series, yeah?" asked Mattie. " You know that sounds amazing right now" I replied. I sat on the sofa searching for a show while Mattie made us some drinks. He sat next to me and I snuggled into him. For the next couple of hours the drinks flowed rapidly and my thoughts didn't turn dark once, thanks to Mattie and the shitty shows we were watching, it all seemed normal like nothing bad had happened. I looked over at Mattie watching him smile at something on the TV and I realised how amazing he really was. I'm sure it was just the drinks talking but I wanted him, like really wanted him. I leaned over and kissed him. He pulled back immediately and my mind went dark. " Oh my god I'm so sorry I think I'm drunk, I just feel like I need somebody right now, I know--" Before I could finish my sentence he was kissing me back, my heart fluttered and I kissed him back harder. I climbed onto his lap and put my hands onto his broad shoulders. His hands that were cupping my face slid down to my hips, pulling me closer, making me grind on top of his hardening d**k. He pulls back slightly, kissing my neck. "are you sure you want this?" he forces out. "yes" is all I replied before he stood up with me still circled around him and takes us to his room. He lays me back onto his bed still kissing my neck and starts to remove both of our clothes. We looked each other over, both realizing what we were about to do and not caring about the consequences in the morning. He licks his lips as he enters me, causing me to gasp. Mattie was big, the biggest I've had for sure. He feels so good grinding inside of me. He really knows what he is doing and I love every minute of it. My pleasure builds up and I can feel my orgasm coming and looking at Mattie I can see he is about to reach his peak as well. After a few more thrusts, we both explode into a world of ecstasy. It was incredible. After Mattie slides off of me, my high starts to subside and I stare up to the ceiling listening to both our heavy breaths. Time passes and doubt starts to creep in as I lay there, my head is a mess! My last thought before I passed out into a drunken slumber was, 'f**k, what have I done'.
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