I took two bottles of beer from the fridge – one for Samer and one for myself. It’s still early to sleep.
“Here’s your beer,” I said to Samer as I handed him the cold beer.
“Are you going to drink too?”
“Of course, why not?”
“Oh, you might get drunk and make a mess in front of me, then you’ll be embarrassed to face me tomorrow.”
I just laughed at Samer’s remark before I started drinking from the bottle I was holding. As we continued chatting, we ended up having one bottle each, then two, three, and I lost count of how many beers we finished. I realized I could handle drinking a lot without even getting drunk.
It feels good to allow oneself to do whatever one wants, without following any rules or caring about the surroundings. I admit I am a late bloomer! But it’s okay, because I can trust Samer not to do anything bad if I happen to pass out from drinking too much later. My trust in him is as high as a flagpole!
“Excuse me for a minute,” I stood up and asked him if I could use the bathroom. My stomach felt like it was about to explode, and I needed to pee urgently.
“Do you want me to go with you?” he offered.
But I refused. Is he really lucky or what? “Don’t worry, I can manage on my own.” I said, even though I felt like I was floating in the air as I walked towards the nearest restroom.
I struggled to keep my eyes open, trying to fight off the sudden drowsiness that engulfed my entire being. Upon entering the restroom, I immediately pulled down my sleeping shorts and sat on the toilet.
“Jamie? Are you alright?” I heard Samer’s voice calling me, but I couldn’t find the strength to respond.
My eyes were almost unable to stay open due to extreme drowsiness. I was feeling fine just a while ago, why did I suddenly become so sleepy? Could I be drunk?
“I’m coming in, okay?” He said, but my mind screamed that he couldn’t come in, yet no sound came out of my mouth.
“Jamie!”
He helped me get myself together, supporting me as we walked out of the bathroom. On our way to the living room, he gently squeezed my finger to keep me from falling asleep.
“Stay here for a moment, I’ll get you some hot water,” Samer said.
I nodded and leaned my head against the sofa. I tried to open my eyes but quickly shut them again. The room was spinning rapidly, and I felt extremely nauseous. Damn! I cursed myself for being too confident with the alcohol.
“Here, drink this.”
I tasted the warm water with a hint of salt. Gradually, I felt some relief and finished the cup Samer gave me.
“Thank you,” I said as I started to feel a bit better.
“What are friends for. Let’s go, I’ll take you to your room.”
“I’ll just stay here for now. You go to sleep,” I dismissed him as I leaned my head against the sofa.
“I can’t do that,” Samer said before he lifted me up.
“Just put me down, please.”
Apart from feeling embarrassed by him carrying me upstairs to my room, I was also very ashamed of what happened in the bathroom. He was the one who fixed my sleeping shorts before we left. If only he didn’t try to clean my private parts. Arrghh!
“We’re here.” He pushed the door of my room open with his foot.
As we entered, he gently laid me down on the bed and covered me with a blanket. As he tucked me in, our eyes met. Maybe because of our close proximity, I saw and thought of many things.
When I stared at him, I saw something dangerous in his eyes. Definitely dangerous for me! But at the same time, I felt what Samer might be feeling too. It’s embarrassing to admit, but my body felt warm due to our closeness. He was breathing heavily, and I couldn’t deny my own desires any longer. Could it be because of the alcohol?
“Touch me,” I urged him.
“I would love to, but I don’t want to take advantage of your weakness, Jamie.”
“I’m really horny now,” I told him, trying to free myself from the thick blanket to feel the warmth of his body.
“Me too. But this is wrong, baby.”
“Please? Just once.”
“Jamie…”
I wanted him to caress my body, but he didn’t want to. So, I had no choice but to be bold and wild. I grabbed his face and kissed his lips. The excitement inside me was so strong that I had a hard time catching my breath.
“Damn!” He cursed.
I heard Samer curse after I removed my shorts and tank top. Then, slowly and carefully, he touched my breast and gently sucked my nipple. I moaned at his actions; each suck and bite sent shivers through my body.
In one swift motion, Samer and I switched positions. I was on top of him, and like lightning, I removed all his clothes. We were both naked, but I didn’t feel the cold air from the aircon unit. In fact, we both burned with passion.
Because of the intense heat, I didn’t even think about how thirsty I was for carnal pleasure. I explored his hardness and then slowly, I straddled him, attempting to insert him into my body.
“Slowly….” he said, but I didn’t listen, something I would regret after I felt the fullness of his manhood inside me. It was like being split in half, and I winced in pain.
“I warned you,” he smirked.
“But this is not my first time!” I argued with Samer while he was still inside me.
“Yeah, but it’s been fifteen years, right?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“You’re hurting because your body is no longer accustomed to this kind of activity.”
He moved and sat while still inside me. Then he started kissing me while squeezing my breasts at the same time.
“Hmmmmm….” a moan escaped me when I felt Samer move inside me.
At first, it was slow and gentle, but then he became rough and as wild as a crazy horse.
He pleasured my body in a way that I loved and enjoyed! He explored every corner, leaving me struggling to breathe, and I felt like my body could collapse at any minute from what he was doing to me.
With each thrust – deeper, slower, faster, and harder – the sensation was just too much for me to handle, and I wanted some release. I wanted to ease the pain in my abdomen. I wanted to…
“Oh God… Samer!”
Samer quickened his pace, and we both moaned loudly. I tried to match his movements until I couldn’t hold on any longer and surrendered completely.
“Samer….!” I don’t even know how many times I screamed his name as we both reached the peak of pleasure.