New Year, Same Stories

 She didn't like not having New Year's plans.  Even if those plans were to do nothing, she liked having them.

She'd been at the mercy of KSL's plans for the last four years, mostly staying home and getting into a fight every single year.

It was time to venture out.

Plans had been made to drive up about 6 hours to see Mercury, where they would walk around his new city exploring.  He even said that he'd like to get a hotel room for them for the night of, even though she planned a staying a couple of days.

"You free for a chat in a few hours?"  He messaged her a few days before she was supposed to leave.

Why would they need to have a phone conversation when they'd be seeing each other in a few days?  In fact, their conversations had felt off for a couple of weeks.

"Sure" she responded, as she put away her newly purchased lingerie and the suitcase that was still out from her last trip.

When he finally did call, she told him what she'd done, and said "Now I just need you to tell me why I did that."

He sighed, then launched into a jumbled word soup that two hours later just boiled down to that he was afraid that they were getting too close, and he would like her to not come, and for them to stop having sex. 

She reminded him that she said she wanted to stop last Christmas, and when he came in October he had only wanted to see her.  He was pretty blatant about it.  He apologized, but she stopped him.  She told him that it was just a bit confusing.  Was he afraid he was leading her on, she was leading him on, or that he was falling for her?  He couldn't answer.

She told him to take the week to think about it and they'd talk again later.  Since their "relationship" had been 95% talking on the phone and 5% sex,  she didn't think that just stopping the sex and continuing to talk for hours every week was going to change much.

One thing was for sure; she needed new New Year's Eve plans.

She suddenly remembered a NYE party she'd thrown at her house in middle school.  She felt left out and terrible towards the end of the night, and went outside to greet the new year alone.  Her friends found her and followed her out there, and she felt shitty not being able to spend it the way she wanted to.  She was also a middle school brat with other things on her mind.

This one would be different.  She'd surround herself with people she loved.

The Sweet First Night at the New Place

 The move had gone smoothly, but she felt pressure to get ready for Mercury's arrival.  Her new little cottage, though cute, was incredibly small.  She would spend the next few days into weeks trying to tetris her stuff into place.

It was incredibly bad luck that he happened to be in town the very day she had moved in, but at least she got to see him for a night.  She hadn't seen him in person since Christmas, but they had talked for hours every Sunday on the phone.  She'd talked to him through a small relationship he had, let him see that it wasn't right for him and then he had said he wanted to get together when he was in town.  She asked if he wanted to meet up with lots of people for drinks, but he said he'd only wanted to see her.

Interesting.

She was just putting on the last of her makeup when she heard him walk through the door and yelled out hello.  She gave him a big hug and he asked her if she was okay.  "This is a big hug." 

"I haven't seen you in 10 months, just let me be happy to see you."  They kissed, and it was like not a day had passed.  She let herself feel it, their tendency to cosplay as the perfect couple.  She sank into the safeness of the feeling, knowing he wouldn't shrink from her affections in public or ever make her feel bad about just being into him.

She said they had to leave before she didn't want to anymore.  They went to her favorite bar where her bartender greeted him warmly; "Well look who is back in town!"

They had a few drinks while catching up about the previous week.  He showed her adorable photos of his new nephew playing with a toy he'd purchased for him.  She got a bit more drunk than intended as she hadn't eaten at all yet that day.  When she told him that she hadn't eaten, he'd kissed her and passed his last cherry from his old fashioned to her.  Even though it was a cheap high school move, it made her smile like crazy.

As they made their way back to the car, she suggested they grab a late night slice from the NYC style pizza place.  They were about to close for the night, so they took the slices to go.  He laughed as she encouraged him to go faster as these slices tasted horrible after they got the least bit cold.

After pizza on the couch that was barely put together, they continued to kiss and flirt.  She pointed out to him that her welcome mat stated no shoes, so he took them off.  Then she told him that he couldn't see it, but on the other side it said no pants either.  Eventually they moved into the bedroom.  He asked for oral, something they hadn't done before.  Even though it had previously been her rule, she broke it for him and enjoyed it.  There was some regret after that it wasn't exactly safe with neither of them getting an sti test after their previous partners, but she decided it was a calculated risk.

Around 2am he said he had to go.  She negotiated 5 minutes of snuggling on the couch before he headed out.  She didn't ask him when they would see each other again, she assumed Christmas.  She also sort of assumed that by Christmas he would have found yet another girl that wasn't right for him.  Either way, she was content to just live in this moment and feel this happy for as long as she could. 

An Alternate Timeline in the Year 2000, Part 2

 James wrapped her into a big fluffy towel and showed her the spare bathroom where she could take a quick shower and hang up her wet shirt.  As she reached into her bag for fresh clothes, she realized she did not pack for this trip for this specific thing to be happening.  She suddenly wanted to feel sexy instead of cute, and took another look at her clothes to throw something together.

She decided on a black double slit maxi skirt that she rolled down a few inches, showing off her stomach, and a lacy 70's inspired tank top.  She reached for her underwear and then decided to leave them off, just to see if he noticed.  It would make the skirt smoother anyways.  She walked around the house and found him in the game room.

James noticed her upped sexy attire immediately and she blushed as he looked her up and down.  She really didn't dress like this normally but she felt it was appropriate after what had happened in the hot tub.  

He got up from the couch and crossed to her, giving her a deep kiss. She squealed as he picked her up, walked backwards, and sat down with her on his lap with her legs on either side of him.  She suddenly felt very exposed with only a fairly sheer fabric between her and his very thin shorts.  She wondered if he realized how little was between then when a twitch told her everything she needed to know.

His hands reached under the slits to her bare ass and he grabbed the small handful, causing her to hoist herself up on her knees closer to him.  He buried his face in her breasts, and pulled one hand out from under her skirt to unhook her bra.  She pushed him back slightly to pull her shirt and her bra off over her head.  

He let her settle back down on his lap, as it gave his mouth better access to her breasts.  She arched her back and started grinding against him, causing him to swell further beneath her.  His hands left her breasts to tug the front her her skirt forward so that it was just his shorts between them.  James lifted her again and felt how wet she already was for him.  She reached down, nudged him, and pulled off his shorts as he lifted up.  He grabbed the condom he'd set on the edge of the couch previously, and lowered her down onto him.

She was shocked at the sensation, how it felt so good right away and seemed to push her to the very edge.  He went slow, and built up until they both couldn't stand it any longer. They came and collapsed together on the couch, with his head resting on her stomach.

"That was not on my to-do list today, but wow." She said, out of breath. "I can't believe we finally did that."

"I can't believe you think we're done." James said smiling.

An Alternate Timeline in the Year 2000, Part 1

 It was spring break in her freshman year of college, so she hopped on a greyhound to visit her friend at USF, as she did with every time off of college she had.  Not so much to spend to with her friend, but because James lived not too far away.

James had been her first internet friend and crush since she was 15 years old.  He was older but she had never felt the difference.  The three of them went out to see Erin Brockovich, and she laughed when someone's cell phone went off and EVERYONE in the theatre yelled at them to turn it off.  Even the theater felt more grand than anything back where she was from.  Something about San Francisco really felt like home every time she went for a visit.

After the movie they waited at the Muni stop to take them back to James' car and the university, but it never came.  They walked up a hill to another stop and finally caught the last bus of the night.

By that time it was late, but the ride was bumpy enough to keep her awake.  She was suddenly very aware of James' body next to hers, and she casually put her hand between them, closer to him than to her.  The muni seats dipped in such a way that it wasn't long before her hand was against his thigh.  He kept his arms crossed, but inched a bit closer to her hand.  They exchanged a glance right before her friend announced their stop and bounced out of her seat.

"I'm going to walk James over to his car" she said to her friend, veering away before her friend could question it.  "Go on up and I'll call you when I'm heading back."

She and James took their time walking and talking the few blocks.  The conversation had been flowing nicely enough that he opened the car door for her to get in on the passenger side, and she slid in easily without interrupting the energy of the conversation.

He cracked the windows after a bit of time because the humidity was causing them to fog up and not be able to see the stars and the moon, the moon which he'd often told her they shared.  "It's the same moon Penny."

Eventually it got a little cold and he started up his car.  She moved to hug him goodbye and as they were pulling apart, they looked into each others eyes for a moment.  Before she realized she was doing it, she'd leaned in and kissed him.  To her relief, James was kissing her back with equal enthusiasm. They kissed until she was almost dizzy, then he suddenly said "Come back and stay with me.  Go get your stuff."  Her heart was suddenly in her throat as she realized the gravity of what he was asking her to do.

The next thing she remembered was pulling into his driveway, her packed bag in the backseat.  James took it out for her and tossed it into the spare bedroom.

"I know it's late, but do you want to go for a swim?" He asked.  "It's freezing!  And I didn't bring a suit." She replied.

"There's a hot tub, and I'm sure you brought something you could make due in." He winked at her.  She laughed, and went to see what she could throw together.  She had a sleeveless dark shirt that was long enough that it hit her at her upper thigh, and she figured she would just wear some underwear with it and it would be fine.

He was already waiting for her in the hot tub as she slid the sliding glass door closed behind her.  She held her shirt down as she got in and he chuckled at her and told her she was no fun.  She made sure she was sitting on the edge of the shirt before letting go.  They continued to chat across the hot tub from each other until he offered her a drink.  When bringing the drinks back, James sat right next to her with their thighs touching and offered a toast even though they were just drinking water.

Before she even knew what was happening, he had set his water down behind her and wrapped his arm around her, as well as put his other hand on her bare thigh under the water.  She put her head on his shoulder as she'd wanted to do on the bus and looked out at the view.  She got a bit too comfortable and felt herself nodding off.  He must have sensed it as well because he moved his hand closer to the inside of her thigh and up, moving the heavy wet fabric of her shirt. It sent a jolt through her body and her breath quickened.

"Hey," he said, breaking the silence, "Come here for a second." and tilted her head up to his face and kissed her softly, but intently.  Her entire body responded to the kiss, and she leaned into him with more intention.  He wasted no time into pulling her leg up into his lap and pinning it to his chest so she was twisted towards him.  The movement has caused her shirt to come free and was floating around her waist.  He reached down and started fingering outside of her underwear as they continued to passionately kiss.  Once she moaned from the feeling, he moved her underwear aside and started to finger her clit, taking her to the edge and finally pushing her over it.  She was a little worried that her screams had actually echoed all the way across the bay.

She was still shaking from her orgasm, and he pulled her into his lap facing him and held her underneath her shirt.  She felt like the skin to skin contact was the only thing keeping her from just floating away.

"Ready to go inside?" He asked, in such a way that she knew they were anything but done.

"Yes."

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Sex Injuries

 It had been a whole pandemic since she had really talked to Nameless.  Every once in awhile she thought maybe he had been in an experiment that wiped his phone so she would reach out to him to catch up.  It was never more than a few exchanges and back to radio silence.

So she was surprised to see a text from him saying he was finally back in town for an experiment at the University and staying at a new hotel.  She flirted with him saying that she'd always wanted to see one of those rooms.

A few days later they were having dinner in the fancy restaurant at his hotel.  It was strange seeing him again after so long, but they quickly dropped right back into their usual back and forth.

Midway through dinner he said "You've changed.  You're sad.  What's going on?"

She joked with him that he just hadn't let her get a word in yet.  Then she said "One of the last times we saw each other was when I was moving in with that guy, KSL.  It was very emotionally abusive, and then the pandemic happened.  I've sort of been through it.  I'll be fine soon enough, I'm moving out.  But it's really been a lot and I haven't really been happy in awhile."

He asked about other relationships, and she told him that since him she'd only had one new sex partner.  He was shocked and told her she needed to get out more.  She laughed and she said "Maybe in-between pandemics I'll try."

They finished up dinner and headed to the hotel bar, which he found to be severely lacking in his favorite drink, whisky.  She smirked and told him to get into her car where she drove him to the new whisky bar.  He walked in and said immediately he was in trouble.  "Why did you bring me here, you are evil." She smiled, told him that she was driving so he could have all the fun he wanted.

He was about $150 into enjoying himself when he decided to strike up a conversation with the couple next to them.  After awhile she realized he was going to keep talking to the guy, so she struck up a conversation with his wife.  She was really enjoying the conversation when she saw he got up to go to the bathroom.  On his way back he passed her and smacked her ass.  Somehow she knew he was going to do that, and she smiled and said goodbye to the wife, as she obviously had to get him back to his hotel.

He was unsteady on his feet walking back to the car, so she looped her arm into his as they crossed the street.  He said he was worried that he'd gone too far drinking and "might not be much fun" once they got back to the hotel.  She said she had faith that even if they didn't end up doing normal things she was still down to spend the night.

He seemed to forget how drunk he was once they got to the room.  It wasn't long before the lights were out and their clothes were all over the room.  He seemed to worship her body in a way no one else had ever done, and she felt and enjoyed their connection while at the same time feeling nostalgia for it.  The way he touched her made her feel electric and desired, an emotion she wasn't ever going to get used to feeling.

It was sure to end at some point, but it had been almost 6 years since their first "date" and it had always felt like this, at least since their first sexual encounter.

After a bit of fooling around and trying some new things between them, he exclaimed he was a little too drunk to continue, but said he would most likely wake her up in the middle of the night and want to go again.

"Say no more" she stated.  He rolled over to go to sleep.  She felt funny sleeping completely naked, but all she was able to find in the dark was his shirt.  She slipped it over her head and fell asleep.

She was actually the one to wake up in the middle of the night and get a little anxious for more.  Snuggling up to his back, she started kissing his neck and biting his earlobes, something she knew for a fact drove him crazy.  He was instantly awake and he was excited he almost forgot the condom.  They were going for it for a second time in a row when he suddenly cried out and rolled off of her.  He exclaimed that he'd blown out his knee.  She asked if there was anything she could do, and she got him some painkillers from his bag and talked him through the pain.  

Once he was okay she laughed a bit.  "You got a sex injury.  Good for you buddy!"

They fell back asleep until her alarm went off to get back home for work.  She got dressed and used the bathroom as quietly as she could, then roused him a tiny bit, careful not to fully wake him up, to say goodbye.

"I'm heading out.  Bye." She dropped a kiss on the top of his head, the only thing really visible from under the covers, and headed out.