My Boyfriend's Mother

37: Need a Hand?

"And then what happened?" Mickey asks with glistening eyes. "And then I stayed a little bit in the living room. I lay in front of the fireplace. It was nice." I sipped my double latte. "It was also boring," Mickey commented. "You didn't follow her to her room?"
"No." But I may or may not put my hand under my shorts that evening. I waited of course a few minutes till I'm sure Elena's asleep. I watched the dancing fire while it cracks. I remember soft lips on my skin as I circled the most sensitive part of my body. I closed my eyes and melted through it. I heard a voice whispering in my ear. "Need a hand?" It was Elena's voice. When I opened my eyes, there she was. Looking down at me with those big, dark, and seductive eyes. Hungry for, well.. me. She took my hand out of my shorts and replaced it with hers. I grasped at her touch. Her fingers were cold. "Oh, sorry darling. Let me just.." I watched as she puts her fingers inside her mouth. Licking, tasting. I can't be that good. She put it back inside me and played with my clit once more. There was fire in her eyes now. I reached up to kiss her but she pinned me to the carpet. I grasped at her shoulders. She held me tight and whispered, "Cum for me, Grace." I opened my eyes as I flutter through the orgasm. I looked around the room with heavy breaths. Where was I again? Oh, the fireplace. Alone. Why am I doing this to myself? Imagine stuff that I know will never happen. I thought if I touched myself I'd be able to sleep tonight. Let the steam off a little. But it only made it worse. Now I'm even more frustrated.

"Oh, there's Lauren. Her book definitely got more reads after she hired me to advertise it. The moment I finished reading it, I knew I had to put it out there. I can't wait for the next. That girl is going places, I'm telling you."
"Huh? Yeah, s-she will." I shook my head and focused on what was about to happen right in front of us. We watched as Lauren approached the counter kissing Mia on the cheeks. We saw Mia pulling out the box of flowers from my shop. She looked at me and the couple waved in our direction. When Lauren looked back at Mia she was holding a ring. I felt Mickey's hand on my arm ."Oh my God. Is Mia proposing?" She asked. Indeed, she is. I've always known the girl was panicky but I've never seen her like this. Was she actually worried Lauren will say no? But that would be impossible because Lauren is head over heels for Mia. They hugged and was smiling ear to ear "Oh my god" I heard mickey blowing her nose "You're always such a cryer"
"Shut up. You know proposals and weddings always make me cry. I'd want to be proposed that way too. Except it's not in a coffee house but fine dining, you know. He'd be down on his knees looking handsome."
"This handsome guy would be your imaginary boyfriend?"
"Shut up. I'm kind of seeing someone. Ugh, they look so happy, it's perfect."
"Wait. You're seeing someone?"
"You don't give me details. Why should I do the same to you?" She raised her eyebrows. Have I really been that bad of a friend lately to Mickey? "She said yes!" Mia yelled and the whole café cheered. We went over to them to give them a big hug and congratulations. "We are so excited!" Mickey said and hugged the newly engaged couple. She paused when she locked eyes with their other friend. Sarah, was it? "This is our friend, Sarah."
"Hi," She says. She and Mickey shook hands. And so did we. "And now, I'm also their wedding planner." The couple squealed. "See? Didn't I tell ya she'll be worth something someday?" Mia regarded and we all laughed. Mickey kept her gaze at Sarah. There's no way she's planning a wedding for her and whoever this guy that I haven't even heard about it!