Short Stories on Sex and Romance

Moving On Too Fast

“I’m breaking up with you, Stacey. I’m sorry, but I love someone else.”

 These were Lander’s last words to me this morning. 

It was three days into summer vacation and both of us were home from our respective universities. We have been in a long-distance relationship for two years, and have been boyfriend-girlfriend for three long years. Three years wasted.

A few hours after Lander broke up with me, my supposedly best friend, Cherry, updated her profile pic and status in social media to ‘In a Relationship with Lander’.

That back-stabbing, traitor bitch! How could they do this to me?

I immediately deactivated my accounts and drown my sorrows in my dad’s stash of booze. I’m glad he’s currently out of the country for business, and mom and my nanny went to my grandma’s house for a quick visit. Quick visit would mean at least three days. No one will see me in my sorry state. Or so I thought.

It was already six in the evening, have not eaten lunch and no plans of getting dinner, and I was still lounging at our backyard pool, sobbing while drinking alcohol.

“Stace?”

I turned quickly, my heart hoping that it was Lander. Hoping he would say that he made a mistake and that he wanted me back.

But no. It’s not Lander.

“Stace. It’s me, Blake.”

“Blake?”

“Damn. Stace, have you been here the whole day? What had gotten into you?” He looked sadly into my eyes and wiped my face his fingers.

I cannot talk. My mind’s drifting. I don’t know what to say to him.

He took the bottle I was holding and carried me inside my room.

“I’ll give you a shower, okay? Then you have to eat afterwards.” I can only nod to him.

Blake pulled up my shirt and my shorts down, then ushered me to the bathroom. He did not bother taking off my bra and panties and avoided touching my private parts when he was scrubbing my body. I was silent and kept my eyes pointed downwards the whole time.

He towel-dried my hair and body, but still did not take off my underwear.

“I’ll be back in a minute. I’ll just get you some clothes.”

He came back after a while, handing me my pajamas. “Can you change by yourself? Or you want me to help you?”

“I can manage. Thank you.” I closed the bathroom door. And I actually did it! I changed clothes and was even able to comb my hair! I also brushed my teeth and gargled some mouthwash, as I know my breath must stink right now.

“Stace? Are you done?”

I opened the door and there’s Blake. He had changed clothes. He must have gotten wet when I assisted me in the shower. Still don’t know who he is, but he’s somewhere at the back of my mind.

“I’ll make us dinner.” When I didn’t move, he asked, “Can you walk?” I just stared at him. He sighed, then went to carry me down to the kitchen.

“I’ll make soup, okay?” He let me seat there and watch him cook. 

“Nana called me up yesterday to stay here for a while.”

“Nana?”

“Yeah.” Nana. Blake. Oh my gosh. He’s my nana’s adoptive son!

“You’re Blake?” He chuckled.

“I believe I introduced myself earlier. But I understand that you’re drunk. We haven’t seen each other, too, for about ten years.” He shook his head. “Stace, drinking beside the pool is dangerous, you know. What if you accidentally slip or you thought of taking a dip? You could have drowned.”

I did not reply.

“Anyway, Nana knew that I’m on vacation from work for two weeks, so she told me to visit.

“I’m not going to ask you anything, but if you feel like telling me anything, if you want to a shoulder to cry on, that is if you still have any tears left, then I’m here.” He put a lid on the pot, then he went to the sink to wash his hands.

“But no more alcohol, Stace. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Soon, the soup was cooked and Blake gave me a serving to eat. I was not really in the mood, but when I had a taste, my tummy craved for it. I finished a bowl eventually.

“Thank you. That was delicious.” I smiled and went up to clean up. I feel sobered up and washing the dishes is the least I can do after Blake helped me shower and cooked for me.

“No worries, glad you liked it.” There goes that dimples again. When he saw what I was about to do, he stood up in front of me. “Stop right there, Stace. Why don’t you rest. I’ll clean up here.”

“Please. You’ve done enough. Let me help at least.” I looked up at him. He’s taller than Lander. I barely come up to Blake’s chin. Wait. Why do I keep comparing Blake to that scumbag? Arggh!

“Hmm… okay. Would you like some tea? I’ll make some if you want.” He went to look at our pantry. “There’s green tea and peppermint here.”

“No. It’s okay. Not really a tea drinker.” I started to clean up. There’s nothing to wash really. I rinsed the small pot, soup bowls and spoons, then put them in the dishwasher. I’m done. Blake is still busy with his tea, getting a cup and then slicing a lemon.

“I’ll go up to my room. Thanks, Blake.” I went and closed the door. I didn’t bother turning on the light, just went straight to my bed and cry. At the bedside table, I took the photo frame with a picture of me and Lander and threw it on the floor. I continued to sob in agony and almost rip my blanket into shreds.

In a flash, Blake entered my room and turned on the light.

“Stace!” He looked at the floor. “Stay there. Don’t move.” He cleaned up my mess and turned off the light. I thought he was on his way out, but he walked back to my bed. He sat beside me and wrapped his arms around me. He laid my head on his shoulders, and I sobbed louder than ever.

“He broke up with me, then I learned that he cheated on me with my best friend.” I sniffed. “I just wasted three years on him.”

I proceeded to rant on about Lander. How much I had loved him and how much I had done for him, for the two of us. And that I was too stupid for not seeing the signs of him cheating.

“I know it’s hard to accept now. But give it time. You are still young anyway. You will meet more men better than him.” Blake went on to comfort me. He kissed the top of my head.

I clung to him like a koala bear, his scent bringing me comfort. I was able to sleep, cradled in his arms.

The following day, Blake helped me clean up my room of all the things Lander gave me, then we dumped the boxes in front of his house. Now we are lounging at the backyard. Blake had been going back and forth the pool, while I’m lying down on my stomach, sun bathing.

I have not really thought about Blake last night. It was understandable, I guess, since Lander had just broken up with me. As I remember, Blake was the son of Nana’s friend, who died because of an illness. Nana adopted Blake and raised him as her own. She actually never got married, and just stayed with me and my parents. Blake got to stay with us for two years before he went to college. He never got to visit us after that because he was so busy with studying law and at the same time working. Nana was the one who visits him.

We were never that close before, as we both had our own worlds. I was eight, then he was sixteen when he came to our house. I remembered him as a tall, lanky boy. Not the muscular one who easily carried me around the house last night. He turned out to be handsome, too. My Mr. McDreamy in the flesh. I remember he had those dimples, but they became more prominent now than ever. With his good looks and great personality, Blake could already have a girlfriend right now.

“Hey, Stace, what are you thinking?” Blake got out of the pool and flopped beside me.

Hmm… yummy abs. And his package down there looks big and dangerous. Both very tempting to touch. Wait. Did he just ask me a question?

“Blake, how ugly am I?” I stared at him. I hope I made a proper reply.

“Where did that question come from?” His eyebrows went up.

“Then why did he dump me?”

“Stace, let’s just be clear that I am not taking his side, okay? He is wrong to cheat on you. If you want to know why, then you would have to talk to him. We can only assume. My guess is maybe he got tired of the long-distance and your ex-best friend was there.” He got my sunscreen and began to put some on my arms. I didn’t react, but I felt tingles all over my body. What’s with his hands?

“And I would not believe if he dumped you because of your appearance. Who would not date you, Stace? You’re like the blonde version of Megan Fox.”

I’ve heard that one, but never actually believed it. Megan Fox has this seductive look on her even without trying, while I have to spend hours in front of my mirror to look half-decent.

“Let me ask you. For the two years that you are in college, how many had asked you out?” I ran the names and faces in my head.

“Actually, I can’t remember. But I had two from my batch that would ask me out regularly and a few others from higher class. Off-campus, there would be a number who would ask for my number or ask me out, but I wouldn’t know if they were serious, because I do not entertain any further.” I feel a blush creeping up on my cheeks.

“Woah! That’s a lot. I pity your future boyfriend. He sure will have a lot on his plate.” Blake then started to spread sunscreen on my legs, but his eyes were still on mine. Fuck. I’m soaking wet. “I’ve never thought you will be this beautiful. The last time I saw you was ten years ago. You’ve grown to be an alluring woman.”

“How about you? Will you ask me out?” I asked. I moaned when his hand went to the hem of my bikini. Not really embarrassed at the sound I made.

“Yes, I will surely ask you out. With that moan of yours, not questions asked.” He replied quickly. His eyes piercing through my whole being.

I don’t know why, but my body is getting hot and high because of his touch. I sat up and moved in front of Blaze. He did not move from his place. But because of my shift, his hand went on top of my pussy. Our faces were just inches from each other.

Shit! What am I thinking? I just got dumped yesterday! But I can’t ignore my body’s intense attraction to Blake.

“Are you just saying that because you feel sorry for me?” I looked at his lips, at the same time licked my own. My gaze went back to his.

“No. I’m not that kind of person, Stace. You are really beautiful.” Both of us were breathing heavily. 

“Will you show me that I’m desirable?” He looked down to my lips.

“Are you sure about this, Stace?”

“Please, Blake.” I leaned more towards him, my lips almost to his cheek. “I want to forget. Even for just a moment. I want to feel desirable.” My eyes pleading to him. 

“There’s no going back.” He breathes onto my mouth.

No shame at all, we went straight to french kissing. From soft and sweet, his kisses became fierce and punishing. I wish this could go on and on. I have never felt like this, burning and on high. His hand, still on top of my bikini bottom, cupped my pussy then ran it through my slit.

“Already wet for me, Stace?” Blake said when we stopped for air.

“Only for you, Blake.”

“Fuck, Stace.” He untied the strings of my bikini.

After Blake was done untying my bottoms, he immediately stood up to take off his board shorts. All naked. His dick on the show. And I was correct. His dick is dangerous. It looked like it can rip my vagina. His hand went up and down his shaft.

“Having second thoughts, Stace?”

“On the other hand, I can’t wait to have you in me.” I stood up and gently pushed him to the lounge chair. I went down him and took his hand away. I did not go straight to his dick, but at the base of his dick. I licked there and went after to his balls next. I licked and sucked them like ice cream on a cone. Being gentle all throughout, I knew Blake was waiting for the time I make a move to put his dick in my mouth, but I will make him anticipate for it more. I focused on his balls for a little more than I should have. Instead of licking up and down, this time I swirled my tongue around the balls.

“Damn, Stace.”

“Uh-hmm.” I kept on going.

“Fuck!” He grunted.

It’s time. I took his dick in my hand and started to move up and down. My lips kissed the head, to which Blake replied with a moan. I spit on it and my hand run down his shaft hot and wet. I took the plunge and went to get his dick into my mouth.

“Fuck! That’s it, Stace!” I bobbed up and down, my hand still covering the part that my mouth cannot reach. My other hand fondling his balls.

“Shit, babe! I’m not going to last.” I haven’t tried doing this with Lander, but would like to check if I can do it. I pushed my head down to his dick to deep-throat him. I took a deep breath and relaxed my throat. I went up right after and breathe.

“Fuck, Stace, that’s gooood!” It’s not perfect, but I was glad that I pleasured Blake enough.

His hand came to my head and grabbed a fistful of my blonde waves. He guided my head to his rhythm.

“Come here, babe. I’m not going to last. I have to be inside you now.” He let me take his place at the lounge chair and in a second, he’s on top of me.

“Damn, Blake!” He slammed his cock in me without any warning.

“Sorry, not sorry, Stace. You asked for this.” Blake murmured on my ear. “You’re so tight, babe. Perfect. Just. The. Way. I. like. it.”

I felt more stretched, as I was not accustomed to a much bigger cock. How can I get so lucky?

Blake took my hands up above my head, his other hand untying my top.

“You are really beautiful.” He said while he hovered above me. Blake kissed the valley between my breasts. He seemed to be punishing me for making him wait earlier, as he just kept on licking my breasts. I’ve been anticipating him on sucking my nipples, but nothing.

“Blake! Fuck! Suck my nipples now!” If I want something done, I have to say it.

“Right on it, beautiful.” His hot mouth on my nipples is one of the best things that happened to me today.

Blake’s dick in my vagina, his mouth on my nipples.

“Blake, faster.” He grunted and pumped faster. “Oh myyy… Yes…. More, Blake…”

I met his thrusts in rhythm and equal force. His lips captured my mine in a frenzy battle of tongues.

I started to feel a pulse in my core. Pressure is building up. My walls started to tighten. I’m nearing my orgasm.

“Hmm… mmnnmhhh…” All we can hear are our own moans.

It’s coming. I’m reaching my climax. My head’s spinning, my mind has reached it’s high.

“Shit, Blake. I’m…I’m…” Taking a deep breath, I screamed. “Cumming!”

“Staceeeey…” Blake pumped like a drill. Then a few moments after reaching his climax, he slowed down.

In seconds, we did not move from the chair and just breathed hard after the amazing sex. It was amazing for me, as it is. Rarely do I get an orgasm from Lander.

“Thank you, Blake.” I caressed the side of his face.

“You’re welcome.” He pecked my cheek, then went to stand up. When his dick left my vagina, I felt wetness coming out of my core. Mine and Blake’s cum.

Blake reached out his hand to me. “Shower, babe?” I took his hand and went to have our second round in the shower.

A few days had passed, not only that I had somehow start to recover from the break-up, but Blake and I had grown closer. We had more sex, each one better than the last. Aside from fucking, we went to movies, spa, and had gone biking.

There was a time we saw Lander and Cherry in the supermarket. We were paying for our groceries, when they came up behind us to line up. They saw me, but I ignored them. Then suddenly, Cherry was standing behind me.

“Stace? Look, Stace, I’m sorry. It’s not my intention. It just happened. I hope we can still be friends.” What the fuck!?

“I’m sorry, but I cannot be friends with a traitor.” Blake had started to load our groceries inside the cart. And in a loud voice, just so Lander can hear, and by the people nearby. “But thank you to both of you for going behind my back. Because I found out what has been missing in my life. A big dick and orgasm. Multiple orgasm.” Cherry gasped, Lander’s face getting red, a few people cheered, the cashier chuckled. I leaned forward to Cherry and whispered to her ear. “Have a nice life, Cherry.” I gave them a big bright smile and turned to Blake’s awaiting arm.

Take that, bitch!

Blake and I would cook our meals together, but at times he would treat me out to lunch or dinner. It was always his treat and wouldn’t even bat an eyelash on a two-hundred-dollar dinner. I guess he makes good money being a lawyer. His car, an Audi, says it loud and clear.

One night, when he took me out to dine at a Chinese restaurant, I asked him the question I’ve been dying to ask him. 

“Blake?”

“Yes, Stace?” He took a sip of his tea.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Yes.” My heart was crushed into a million pieces, just when I had started to glue them back together.

“Okay.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah. By the way, mom called. They will return tomorrow.”

“That's great!”

“I wonder why Nana is still working for the family, when you could give her a better life.” I wanted to talk about something else to take my mind off him having a girlfriend. What a lucky girl. I should not be affected. I knew what was happening to us was just temporary.

“She’s happy serving the family. And she said that she still has to take care of your future babies.”

“Aaaaw… that’s so sweet of Nana. But she will have to wait for many years more.” Blake then smiled at me, his eyes twinkling.

“You never know, Stace.”

The day came when mom and Nana got home. We spent the day catching up. That night I left the mom-and-son tandem to have their moment together. I spent time with mom, too, asking her about grandma. Then, I updated her also with the break-up with Lander. Of course, she got angry, as she had grown close to both Lander and Cherry. But I told her that I’m feeling a lot better because Blake had been great comforting and entertaining me.

Since both mom and Nana are already home, Blake and I would have to stop sleeping together. When I was about to sleep, I got a text message.

Sleep well, beautiful.

A sad smile crept to my face. I wish I am his. And he is mine.

Sleep well, too, handsome.

The next day, while having breakfast, Blake asked me if I would like to go with him and Nana to the mall. I gently rejected him, because there’s only a week left from his vacation, and I’m sure Nana would appreciate spending some alone time with her son.

“I’ll spend tomorrow with you then.” These were his last words to me before he frowned and went on his way.

I don’t know why he became sad, but forgot about it altogether when dad called to say that he will be coming home the following day.

The following day came and Blake and I were not able to hang out, because I had to spend time with dad. Dad dotes on me, of course I’m his only child, and I’m sure he would get mad when he finds out that Lander had cheated and had broken up with me.

Blake and I had been spending less time with each other. Dad would sometimes ask for him at his home office to ask regarding some company compliance issues. Dad is an owner of a trading company and had been importing goods to other countries. And it was actually him who helped finance his studies.

I have distanced myself from Blake altogether. Soon, he will be back to his work and to his girlfriend.

And the day came that he has to go. I just stayed in my room the whole morning, as I did not want to say good-bye to him.

That night I cried myself to sleep.

The following week, still missing Blake so bad, I came up to dad and asked him if I could transfer to the city’s university. I don’t feel like going far from home anymore. As it is, that I am home, I still feel lonely. What more if I’m far away? Dad was very happy with my decision as this was what he wanted even before I applied to various universities. Even mom and Nana were happy to know about my decision.

“I’m sure you will never regret your decision, sweetheart.” Mom says. Nana only smiled behind.

So, for two weeks I had been busy with all the documentation I needed to do for my transfer. I went back to my university to get the clearance, transcripts, and other papers.

That morning I happen to use my school bag. When I opened it, I saw my pack of birth control pills.

Fuck! I have these because I knew Lander and I will be having sex when I come home for summer, but I totally forgot about it after he dumped me. Then I had sex… with Blake. All our sessions were unprotected.

I checked the calendar on my phone and damn! I was supposed to have my period two weeks ago. After my transaction with the university is done, I went straight to a pharmacy to get five different kinds of pregnancy test kit. I ran to the fast-food joint next door and used their restroom. That’s the slowest five minutes in my life. I have been feeling all these emotions inside me. I wanted to cry. I felt so helpless and yet I felt hope. I felt afraid, but yet had to be strong.

After five minutes, there it is.

Upon arriving home, I parked at our driveway and then I noticed another car. An Audi. It can’t be! It’s the same model and color. My heart raced.

Hold your thoughts, Stacey. Maybe dad bought another car. Or mom.

I went inside and found my dad, mom, and Nana in the living room.

“There you are, sweetheart. We have been waiting for you.” Mom smiled sweetly. Waiting for me?

“Stace? Babe?” I froze. My eyes widened. I found my mom and Nana’s beaming faces. Then the three of them left the living room.

“Stace.” I turned around and found Blake, smiling in front of me. I’m not hallucinating, am I? Tears started to form and I couldn’t stop them from rolling down my cheeks. He took my hand to his and kissed the back of it. His other hand was wiping the tears falling down my face.

“I’ve missed you. So much. The best days of my life were the ones I spent with you. I know everything happened too fast.” He breathes in slowly. “I can’t be away from you anymore. I love you, Stace.” Oh my god. I have been wanting to hear that from him.

“Blake. You said you already have a girlfriend.” He grinned at me.

“I was talking about you, silly.” Then his face turned serious. “Actually, I was giving you hints that I like you. I would have asked you then, but I didn’t want to push you. Will you give me a chance, Stace?”

“But you will leave me again.”

“Never.” He moved closer to me. “Your dad actually offered me the position of company lawyer when I was here on my vacation and I have accepted. I just had to go back to my previous work to file my resignation and get my things. I was sad when you did not come to see me go. Then, again, there’s no sense in saying good bye when I’m transferring here.” He circled an arm around my waist, his other hand caressed my cheek. “So, Stace?”

I looked at him straight in the eye. “Before I answer, there is something I have to tell you, Blake.” I took a deep breath and said, “I’m pregnant.”

His whole face beamed. “Oh, babe! I’m going to be a dad?”

“A what?” “A baby!” “I’m going to be a grandpa?”

What the?! They were all watching and listening to us? I thought they left?

All three of them went out of their hiding place and moved forward to congratulate us both. I was overwhelmed with their reaction, as I had feared that they will be disappointed at me.

An excited chatter circled both me and Blake, mostly from mom and Nana. Dad had been warning Blake to take care of me. They all had been busy, when I saw noticed Blake holding a ring between his fingers. It has big diamond in it.

Blake then cleared his throat. All of us turned to him. “Somebody has still to answer me.”

I smiled up at him and kiss him on the lips. “Yes, I will marry you. I love you, Blake.” I showed him my hand with the ring on my finger.

The End