Part 13
The phone rang dead in my ear. I was trying to gather what had just happened but it seemed to have gone so fast my mind didnt have a chance to register it all. All i could recall was talking to Julie, something about a little boy... sperm... breast implants...
"BREAST IMPLANTS!!! OH MY GOD IVE GOT A SON!!!"
I hung up the phone as Richard walked into my room. I was still sitting there in Boxer shorts, staring blankly at that photo Tim gave me.
"Paul... you called Julie then?"
He asked and all i could do was nod. He sat accross from me and put his hand on my knee.
"He looks like me Rich... and you know the sad thing is that she didnt even get pregnant by having sex with me... She used me and now... oh god Rich what am i going to do!!!" And then i did something i thought id never do... i cried. Rich moved in and hugged me... It did feel good to have a good friend around. I cant imagin how this looked to Nicole who was standing in the door, me and Rich with our arms around eachother, me in my boxor shorts with tears streaming my fave...
"Ahem" i heard causing us to seperate quickly. I was so embarassed, i wiped the tears from my face, Rich excused hiself leaving us alone.
"I got down to my car and felt like coming back... i hope you dont mind." She said looking down at her feet.
"Nicole... no please sit down.. i dont mind... "
But i didnt get to finish my sentence because i was silenced by her lips that were pressed on mine. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and the erection that id struggled to hard to contain returned instantly and the boxer shorts that took me over an hour to get on, were taken off in minutes. As her mouth found my... well... you know... all thoughts of my son and julie were wiped from my mind and replaced by feelings of intense pleasure... of course as you can guess... this was a time that i needed to think about what was happening, not that i realised that until the next day...
part 14