Lucy's Boo

Chapter 10

"Wow!" I say again as I attempt to catch my breath. 

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have." Travis quickly takes a step back.

"Don't apologize." I said with a smile.

We get ourselves together and make our way back towards our table. I can see Laura, enjoying herself and totally unaware of what just occurred. As we are walking, I can feel Travis place his hand on my back, gently guiding it down around my ass. He squeezes.

"No panties, huh? I love the idea of easy access." I give him a side eye.

"Easy access to what?" I replied sharply. Just because you caught me off guard and heated me up in that corner doesn't make me or Lucy easy.

"My bad. I didn't mean anything by it." He sounded as if he just got in trouble with his mother. 

"It's ok. I just don't want you getting the wrong idea. You have to put in work for this." He stops in his tracks, and I continue walking to the table.

"Girl, where have you been? These men, girl. THESE MEN!" All I can do is laugh.

I have got to get her out more often. There is no reason for her to be acting like this over some hung, naked men. The show is getting ready to end. All the men of the evening come back onto the stage, and then out into the crowd. It was like a parade of d***s. One by one, they came by the table. We were served sweaty pelvic thrusts in our face, and they were tipped with dollar bills wherever we could stick them. 

Once the guys finished up, the staff worked to change everything over: remove tables and chairs, breaking down the stage ,and setting up the dj booth. Laura and I claim our spots at the bar. We decided that we would hang out long enough to check out the vibe, and then head home. Laura was starting to feel her liquor, and I was dealing with a nagging feeling growing between my legs. The crowd began to fill the medium sized room. It was a mix of those just turning 21 and a more seasoned crew topping off around 35. There were a few grandpas sprinkled throughout the club, smelling like Obsession and wearing their Sunday best. Laura and I make our way to the dance floor. Music was upbeat. We both are having a good time. Occasionally, Travis would come over to us to make sure we were ok and didn't need anything. I knew that with a more active crowd, I wouldn't be able to talk to him much. Even after some time passing, I can still feel the passion of his lips infusing with me. 

I want to explore that more.

Laura taps me on the shoulder letting me know that she is ready to go. She is very much a homebody, and I take joy in seeing her out and enjoying herself. She just lost her mother to breast cancer three months ago, and for a moment I thought she would never come out of the depression she was in. She needed this. I find Travis. He is over in the corner talking with another guy working with him.

"Hey. Everything ok?" Concern written on his face.

"Yea. Everything is fine. We are getting ready to head out."

"Ok. Let me walk you both out." He turned to his co-worker, said something to him, and then proceeded to escort us outside. He opens the door, and the coolness of fresh air hits my face. I take a deep breath, and breathe out slowly. We walk over to my car. Laura tells Travis thank you, gives him hug, and gets into the car. I open the driver side door and start the car, warming it. I grab my jacket from the back seat and step back out of the car.

"We had such a great time tonight. It was just what we needed. Especially, Laura. She has had a rough couple of months." I look back into the car and see that she is fast asleep.

"Anytime. I am really glad you decided to come. Honestly, I had been looking forward to this since leaving rehearsal. Maybe we can go to dinner one night when you are free." Travis walks closer to me, wraps his arms around me, pulling me close.

"I believe we can make that happen." I said.

Our eyes meet yet again. Under the stars, I can see the sweetness in them. They were a piercing chocolate brown, just like him. I make the first move, taking my hand and placing it on the back of his head, forcing his lips to meet mine. The kiss is hotter than the first one. Our tongues sword fighting for space. It lasted for a minute or two, but it seemed like forever. I pull away, savoring our kiss.

"Again, thank you for a wonderful night." My voice low and sweet.

"Anytime. Let me know when you make it in, ok?" He opens the car door and helps me in.

"Ok. Goodnight, Travis."

"Goodnight, Meredith."

I make the fifteen minute drive home with Laura snoring in the passenger seat. I giggle to myself. I have never heard her like this. 

Poor thing.

I pull up to the apartment, and nudge Laura.

"Hey! Get, up. We're home." It takes her a minute to realize where she is before putting on her shoes and getting out of the car. We get inside and she heads straight to her room.

"Goodnight, love." Laura says closing her door behind her.

"Goodnight, hun." I shut my door. I open the door to my closet. Standing in the doorway, I strip off the stench of cigar and cigarette smoke off of me. I head to my bathroom and turn on the shower. I stand under the hot water, letting the jetted setting beat against my neck and shoulders. I close my eyes and tilt my head back, wetting my hair. Flashes of the evening come across like previews at the movies. I open my eyes and smile at the thoughts of Travis and me spending nights together. I finish my shower. Hair wrapped in a towel, I lotion myself before crawling into my bed.  The coldness of the sheets touches my skin. With vivid thoughts of Travis in my mind, I reach over and open the top drawer of my night stand. Inside among the random pens and envelopes, is my small collection of s*x toys. Every now and then I get an urge that for whatever reason can't be fixed by the constant ramming of low hanging body parts inside of me. The first time I experienced pleasure from a vibrator, I knew that I had been missing out in life. Sometimes, there are spots that need to be touched that a man just can't get to, and because of this, no matter how good the s*x is, you just have to get it done yourself. I pull out my rabbit: a  p***s shaped tip, with two rabbit like ears at the base of it. There are options for rotation and/or vibration. 

I grab the small bottle of oil off my night stand and pour a little on the tip the the vibrator/dildo. I spread my legs under the sheets and slid it inside of me. I press the button and a slow rotation begins inside of me. The rabbit like ears are split across the outside. I think about what I would be like if this was Travis, using his mouth to help me reach my happy place. Sensation builds. My Lucy getting every more sensitive to the vibrations that surround it. I pull the dildo in and out, setting my own pace, essentially f*****g myself. 

Increase speed.

The head is rotating, my c**t is vibrating, and my hand moves that rabbit in and out faster and faster. I can feel myself getting close.

Oh! Cramp! I readjust myself and back at it I go. 

Full speed ahead!!

Everything is maxed out and I cry out!! I cry out as if I hadn't had busted a nut in months (realistically more like a month since being with Irv). My walls collapse and tighten around the dildo. I eventually get it out and look at it. There it is covered in creamy p***y juices.

Again.

This time I go for the one that has both vaginal and anal stimulation. I flip over onto all fours. I insert the one golden ball into my ass and the other I place against my c**t. I turn it to level5. Going straight for the gusto. My entire body is humming. I am subconsciously throwing my ass back to the imaginary d**k behind me. I come again, this time harder than the last. I fall over in exhilarating bliss. I take my toys and place them on the towel sitting on my night stand

"I'll clean these in the morning." I say to myself. I turn out the lights, cuddle myself with sheets, and quickly fall asleep. 

I wake to hear Laura in the kitchen. From the smell of things, she must be making breakfast. I'm surprised that she is even up right now. She had herself a great time last night. I grab my phone. The usual "Good Morning" texts are there from Irv. 

My eyes light up.

There is also a "Good Morning" text from Travis. I open the message. 

Travis: Good morning, sunshine. You made such an impression on me that I found myself dreaming about you last night. I hope you have a great day. Don't be afraid to text me if you get bored.

He dreamed about me? Interesting. Maybe he was having the same feelings I left with the previous night. 

I send him, along with Irv, a text good morning. I get out of be head, put on my robe, and head to the kitchen. Nothing worse than being hungry and hungover. 

I take a seat at the kitchen bar. Laura places a mug in front of me and pours.

"So about last night..." she says with a giddy smile. "Let me just say, the next time we are invited to a club, I'm asking questions." We both laughed. I sip my coffee, the aroma of hazelnut tickling my nose. 

"Honestly, do you think you would have went if he said something beforehand? I can answer that for you, HELL no!." I take my coffee and move over to the couch.

"I don't know what I would have said, but from how you were looking and watching him, we were going regardless." She rolls her eyes and turns around tending to the breakfast on the stove. 

It took for Laura to make that comment for me to realize how much I was into Travis. I grab my phone and see that he replied back. I text back letting him know that all was well. He replies with asking me out to dinner that evening. I agree, but made sure he was aware that it needed to be early since I have class the next morning. He agreed and promised that he would have me home at a respectable time. 

Laura and I spend the most of our Sunday watching movies on the Hallmark channel and napping. Around 5:00pm, I start getting myself ready for my dinner date with Travis. With Laura's help, I decide to be a little more on the casual side: a red-colored long sleeve dress that come just below the knee, black booties, and a short leather jacket. Travis arrives around 7:15pm. My phone rings.

"Hey Meredith, it's Travis." I can hear the excitement radiating through the phone.

"Hey Travis. You downstairs?" I asked as I grab my scarf and purse.

"Yes."

"Ok. I'll be down in a second."

I head down to the front of our building. Can't remember the last time I was nervous about going on a date. Then again, that wasn't a normal occurrence for me, except for when Irv comes around. I walk outside and I see Travis standing next to the open passenger side door. He is dressed in a Polo shirt, with ashy black jeans and sneakers. Black must be his color. I don't believe I have seen him in any other color since we first met. 

"Gentlemen do exist." Most men (boys) raised in Atlanta, weren't really the open and hold doors type of guys. They wholehearted believed that "going Dutch" was normal. 

"Thank you." I said as I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and got in the car. We were officially in winter and it was cold. I am pleasantly surprised when I feel warmth coming from the black leather seats. 

How thoughtful.

"You look amazing, by the way, so I am going to apologize now." He reaches over and grabs my hand.

"Apologize for what?" Please don't tell me this man is a fraud and I'm being kidnapped. 

"I want to apologize now for my behavior. I don't see myself being able to keep my hands off you and any point throughout this evening."

This is new. Never had a guy compliment me in such a way. I chuckle.

"Well, thank you for the apology. Trust me, I will let you know if you start getting too ahead of yourself."

"I have no doubt about that." I places a kiss on my hand and we head into the city.

Dinner is filled with laughs and conversation. He tells me about growing up. His father was military like mine, which was nice to hear. Seems like military kids are raised differently. When I first moved to Georgia, I wasn't necessarily accepted among my classmates. It was nice to hear that someone else had that same experience. Just like me, he used sports to make friends, becoming popular once he got to high school. He tells me about his daughter Savannah. I wasn't too surprised by that fact. I am more surprised when a guy doesn't have kids or a kid. My body shaper is starting to feel like it is suffocating me. The food was amazing, the drinks...even better.

"How are you feeling over there?" He asked as he leans back into his seat.

"Full.  Absolutely full." I say as I lean back and rub my belly.

Our waitress comes over to our table. She clears our plates and Travis takes it upon himself to order us another round of drinks.

"You are getting in all in tonight huh?" I ask, looking at him, trying to figure out what he is up to.

"It has been awhile since I found someone that peaked my interest the way you have, Meredith. I think you are smart, cool, and sexy as hell. I want to see where this goes." He stands and makes his way over, sitting next to me in our booth. Ever since the whole Mario situation, I have been totally against being in a relationship. I don't think I am ready to seriously commit and open myself up to someone just yet. I am happy in my space of casually hanging out and hooking up. Enjoying my hoe-phase. Yet, there was something about Travis, something behind those eyes that made me feel ok with entertaining the idea. 

"Listen, I have to be honest. I had a really bad break up a few months back, and I don't know if I am ready for anything serious or involving commitment." His face becomes somber.

"But, I like you and like you, I am interested in getting to know you more." A small smile comes across his face. He looks at me, leans over, and gives me a sensual and seductive kiss. 

Uh Oh. Trouble.

"I am not saying I want a relationship now. I just want to be one of the guys you call when you    want to hang out or stay in with. I am all about letting things develop naturally."

If he only knew what was naturally developing inside me right now. Him sitting so close to me was almost unbearable. His cologne of choice had a subtle hint of sweetness, made me want to put my nose in the crook of his neck and take a big whiff. When I would get up to go to the restroom, he would make it a point to grab my ass as I walked away. The s**t was turning me on and there was nothing I could do about it. We continue to talk and drink for about another hour.

"I am having such a great time with you, but it's getting late and I have class in the morning." I am disappointed that I can't hang out longer, but I promised that I would put my studies first and finish out my senior year strong.

"Oh no. I understand completely. I've already taken care of the bill. I am ready when you are." No truer a statement because I am ready for all the shenanigans. He helps me with my jacket, takes my hand once I am ready and we walkout to the car. He decided that he didn't want to valet, so we parked about a block away. We get to the car and its already running. 

Heat. I hate the cold.

Instead of getting in the front seat, he goes to the back passenger door and opens it.

"Come sit back here with me for a second." He slides in. Me not knowing what else to do, and realizing that it is f*****g cold out here, I get in behind him. After shutting the door, I turn to face him. His hands go straight for the back of my head, grabbing a handful of hair. He pulls my head back, exposing my neck. He kisses and bites on it. 

"I've been wanting to do this all night." He says as he kisses me all over. I am at a loss for words. He continues kissing me and kissing my neck. I can feel his other hand rubbing on my thigh, traveling its way up my dress. He touches my Lucy who is now crying with wetness. He pulls away.

"Damn!" He says.

He repositions himself between legs, with my back against the door. He pulls up my dress, just enough for his face to fit under it. His mouth consumes her. I yelp. He gets right to business, f*****g me with his tongue.

ALL TONGUE! 

He sucks up all of my sweetness. Not leaving a drop. Blowing my mind with every flick and lick. For a split second I can see that while he is handling business with Lucy, he is jacking himself off at the same damn time.

Talent. 

I try to hold out as best as I can. This mother-fucker's mouth is feeling so damn good. I moan, then yell, right before creaming all over his face. I feel his moans, as come shoots out, almost hitting the roof of the car. If anyone had been walking by at that exact moment, they probably would have thought someone was getting hurt. My head is spinning. He slowly pulls away while simultaneously pulling down my dress. He flops back into the seat and I sit up, bewildered by what just occurred. He reaches in the back pocket of his seats and grabs a few napkins. He hands me one. We both clean ourselves up and make our way to the front seat. 

We ride in silence, processing it all. We pull up to my apartment on campus.

"Travis, I have never..." He stops me in the middle of my sentence.

"I know, I know. It was too much. I just couldn't help myself." Shock and fear both in his tone. I grab his hand.

"I have never had just an enjoyable time. Your backseat was just icing on the cake." He looks at me with a smile, relief coming across his face.

"You have no idea how much I enjoyed this evening."

"That makes two of us." I open the car door and step out.

"Let me know when you make it in, ok?" I said leaning my head into the car.

"First thing. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I close the door and head inside.

I spend the rest of the evening reminiscing on the night's events. It almost put me in mind of a night I would spend with Irv. I don't know what is to come of this new "thing" between Travis and me, but if it is anything close to what we experienced together this evening, he might just give Irv a run for his money. 

As I go to put my phone on the charger, I see my notifications. Missed call from Irv. Text message from Irv. Text message from Dillan: Hey Stranger!!

Dillan. My heart drops.