I couldn’t blame Annie for wanting to go back to sleep. Between the alcohol and drunken, rough sex, both my body and head were pulsing in pain.
“Come on, sleepyhead. We have a wedding to go to.”
Annie pulled the blanket over her eyes. “I don’t want to. And I can’t believe this happened.”
“It was bound to happen eventually,” I said with a big smile on my face.
Annie and I had been flirting with each other for a little over a year. It was only a matter of time before we slept together.
“No,” she said. “I turned you down, remember?”
I playfully kicked Annie from underneath the covers, then ran my feet up her legs.
She gasped and grabbed onto the blanket. “Stop! Your feet feel like miniature igloos!”
I laughed and then pulled back the blanket, propping myself up on my arm and forcing her to stare at me. Annie rolled over and let out a sigh.
“And yet here we are,” I said before kissing her on the lips.
She let out a slight moan that was starting to turn me on.
“I will say that last night was impressive,” Annie replied with a smirk. Her mascara was smudged, and there was lipstick on her cheeks. Yet somehow, she seemed even prettier than before. “Especially given how drunk we were.”
I ran my hands through hers before standing up, completely naked, wondering where my clothes were. I made my way into the main living space, suddenly remembering they were under a pile of clean panties. As I got dressed, Annie walked up with nothing but the comforter wrapped around her body.
“Is that what you’re wearing today?”
Annie laughed and then leaned against a wall. “Where are you heading off to?”
After sliding on my shoes, I walked over to her. “We both have a wedding to go to, remember?”
She nodded and ran her hands through her hair, all the while admiring my body. I loved all of the attention. After being nothing more than an older man that she didn’t think could even perform in bed, to making her climax more than once in one night, I had proven her wrong.
“Well, thank you for last night. That sounds weird to say, though.”
I could tell that Annie was feeling a bit insecure, as though she had let her guard down by sleeping with me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss. I knew she could feel my hardness through my pants and the comforter, too.
“Thank you, too,” I whispered.
“Are you going to leave right now, though?” Annie glanced down at the erection protruding in my pants.
I shrugged and let out a chuckle. “I don’t have a choice. Besides, these things go away on their own.”
She casually rubbed her hand along the outside of it. “I’ll see you at the wedding…and I’d love to do this again sometime. And I do mean that.”
As I opened her front door, I grinned and gave her nothing more than a wink.
I smiled the whole way home, knowing perfectly well that I’d left her speechless.
5
Annie
My mom and I were all smiles when we arrived at Julianna’s and Jake’s mansion to help my sister get ready for the big day. I carried our dresses, and Mom was in charge of my makeup kit. By the time we got our dresses hung in one of the guest suites and the lighting for our makeup sessions set up, Caley was taking a shower. At her age, she was able to do the essentials, but when it came to her makeup, it was all me.
Julianna had been hesitant about letting her wear even a little bit of lipstick, saying that she was much too young, but Mom and I reminded her that we started wearing makeup around the same age, and this was a special occasion.
“I’ll never forget walking in on you two trying to put on mascara,” Mom, reminded us as she fluffed out Julianna’s dress. “Annie looked as though she might poke your eye out, and I’m surprised she didn’t, pointing the end straight toward your eye.”
