Breaking the Norm

Chapter 3

The next day we do it again. We drive to the hotel and we start by talking about our home life, all the things we can never talk about. We discuss what Carol and Barry asked in terms of the "project" and what we lied and told them. Then, we get in bed and this time we are more excited than nervous. We don't take much time to take our clothes off, but we still stop at the under garments until we get safely under the blankets... one step at a time I suppose.

We're in bed and Ross looks at me before climbing over me.

"Do you think we can try... " he starts, but is taking too long to say it so I get up and climb over him, this time not feeling unsure.

"This?" I smirk at him and he nods. 

"So I just... " he starts to question like it's no longer sex and he doesn't know the rules.

"You just relax and let me take the reins," I say with a wide smile.

He looks at me, very enticed, like this is so different and new to him. And that arouses me even more than I'm exciting him.

I slide back and slowly slide down onto his erection. He watches me do this with excited wonder. I start to move slowly up and down him and then I start making small circles which causes him to inhale a sharp breath, not expecting this. I bite my lip, loving that I can make him feel something so new. I look down and he's actually looking at me. When I look at him he quickly looks back down where we are joined together, the source of all our pleasure. He places his hands on my hips and starts guiding my motions. We keep going, guiding each other. I pick up the pace so much he lets out a grunt, but right after the sound leaves his throat he rolls me over and takes control. We keep rolling each other, switching positions, until we both finish feeling just as good as the first time.

As we lie in bed, enjoying the exhaustion of our bodies feeling so good. I turn to look at Ross.

I enjoy talking to him almost as much as I enjoy the sex since we can actually talk about anything... for once.

"Hey, where do you went for high school because I didn't see you after middle school?" I ask.

"Oh I went to boarding school for further studies. Monica didn't follow because she was more into cooking and stuff," he states.

"So what was your life like there?" I get curious.

"Pretty normal I guess. I went to school, spent weeknights at my dorm with my friends. Use to go to church on Sundays but they claimed I was "acting out," he shares.

"What do you mean?" I turn onto my side, enthralled by this revelation.

"I just liked this girl, I thought she was pretty, so I started stopping by her dorm after school and spending weekends with her. I just wanted to see her and I thought maybe it could help me being matched with her if I spent more time with her. Definitely not, Carol is the total opposite of that girl," he explains and it's like I know it so well, it's so familiar.

"Hmm and you got matched with Carol right after that?" I question him.

"Yeah only a few months later,"

I keep thinking it over, relating so much to his story.

"Did you stop after you got matched? Did you ever spend another week night not with your family or Carol?" I ask.

"No of course not, I got matched there was nothing, but being a husband and waiting to get my job after that."

"Yeah, it's weird when you get matched early and you still have to finish school before you start working," I relate.