Episode III
Of the Adventures of John and Holly

Part 33: Falling

Holly:

I was sitting down at a small table by the window, looking out into the street. I had my cup of tea that I sipped on sporadically. My thoughts couldn’t escape the situation with Jack. I don’t know what to do. I like him, he is a nice guy. But he loves me, or thinks he loves me. If I break it off with him he will be crushed, if I tell him I don’t love him he will be crushed. If I just don’t address the issue, just avoid talking about it, then I won’t have to break his heart, I don’t think he will let me though. But if I keep stringing this along, if I keep letting him believe that I like him, then it will just hurt him more when I do break it off. He is so cute; he has an innocence that I can’t get past. Maybe I am suppressing some feelings for him. What if I do have feelings for him, but I subconsciously destroy them because I want to be faithful to John. Is that wrong? Is that fair to Jack? But no, no, I don’t love Jack. Is it wrong for me to entertain the idea of loving Jack? Is that being unfaithful to John? It’s hard to know where the lines are drawn in the relationship we have. It isn’t wrong for me to have sex with someone, and its not wrong for him to have sex with someone, but emotional attachment is wrong. Why do we have to put these limitations on ourselves? Why can’t I be attached to more than one man? Why would that be so bad? I guess it all goes back to trust. The only true thing in life is resting in the arms of your lover, knowing that the two of you have complete confidence and compassion. That’s what life is, having that one person that completes you. Samantha is good with these things. I should talk to her about it. She is helpful to me. I love her smile, the way her lip…I can’t put it into words…I just like that about her. I think I will go ask her what I should do…


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I laid on top of my bed, trying to pass some time, reading a book. Although I was staring at the pages, I couldn’t take my thoughts off the reality of my situation. Jack loves me. I know it. I don’t love him. I think I’m falling for Samantha. Once I think about these things I have to think about John and I. I have taken for granted our future together. I knew I loved him basically right away. We have such a great relationship it’s hard to believe it will ever end. But it is in some jeopardy. Samantha walked into the room, shutting and locking the door behind her. It’s only four in the afternoon so it’s a little strange for her to lock the door.

“Hey Holly” Samantha said, turning from the door. I shut my book and set it on the dresser. “What’s up” I said. My heart pounded away with her presence. “I’m horny, and I know you can work that tongue” Sam said, licking her lips. She walked over to my bed, taking her shirt off in the process. Our lips were locked instantly, her tongue exploring my mouth. Our hands ran all over each other, carelessly disrobing each other. To my surprise we didn’t get into a sixty nine, but rather she crawled down putting her face between my legs. Samantha licked gently, giggling as she looked up at me. Her tongue parted my lips and entered my hot wetness. Her breath came over me, tingling. She fingered and tongued, sucked and licked. Soon I came, the other girls knew what we were doing from all the screaming I did. My hands clutching at her hair as I spasmed out of control. She had pleased me. It was my turn to please her. I knew in that moment that I loved her. I think love is putting the happiness of your partner above your own. Putting your health and well being behind theirs. She enjoyed pleasing me, and I was very excited about being able to please her. As we exchanged positions I kissed her, this one meaning more than before.

Samantha now on her back, I went to work. She moaned softly as I ate her. She was extremely wet before I got there. Her breathing became very rapid and I knew when she was about to come. When she did come she held my face between her legs, arched her back screeching out.