Mr.Carter

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   "So you mean to say, that you guys actually went out on a date?" Eli asks. Seems like he cannot believe that her and I did go out.

   "I wouldn't call it a date but we did go out." I explain everything that happened over the phone.

   "Date or not, you're still going to lose. I mean, it was only a date. She didn't invite you in."

   "Are you afraid that you're going to lose?"

   "You wish."

   "Carter." A girl in the background walks up to me while I'm sitting on the couch.

   "Who is that? Damien you better not have another girl in your house."

   Too late. It's the girl I met at the engagement party. She gave me a call and wanted me to stop by for some reason. "There's no girl in my house. I'm at the girl's house." I correct him.

   "Come on, man! What about Alex?"

   "What about her? I'm still seeing her." I bring the girl to my lap. "Plus, this wasn't part of the bet. You never said that I couldn't get with any girl while I'm with her."

   "Whatever man. You better watch out because Alex isn't like the other girls you have messed or is messing with. She's different."

   "You act as if you know how she really is."

   "I can read girls. She's the kind of girl that wants to be held every night by the same guy. Not a guy that'll throw her away like she's some type of trash."

"But after the bet, I'll be done." I said.

   He sighs. "We'll see." There was a moment of silence. "Damien, you need to settle down already, bro. I want to see you get married like you're going to see me. I want to be the best man at your wedding one day and not when I'm 30."

   I don't respond. He sounds just like my mom, and if he actually thinks that I'm going to end up with Alex as a couple, then he's something else. He must not know how I really am, and we've been friends for a long time.

   "I'll call you later bro."

   "Thinking of Alex?" He jokes.

   "No, I'm thinking about this puss I'm about to tear up." I laugh. He hangs up on me.

   "Who's Alex, baby?" She gets off my lap and gets on her knees.

"A person you shouldn't be worrying about." I answer as she unbuttons my pants. I help her by sliding them down a little along with my boxers. She takes my erection into her hand and rubs it up and down, massaging it first. I lean back against the couch with my arms supporting my head. I close my eyes and let her take action.

After playing with it for a bit she finally takes it into her mouth. She uses no hands, but that wasn't enough for me. I put a hand on her head to help her. Not going to lie, she's good. I hope Alex is just as good.

I groan. Damn, it hasn't been that long and I'm ready to c*m all over her mouth because deep throating.

****

We did nothing other than her sucking me up. I figured that I should call Alex and wonder if she'd like to hang out... Maybe do the same thing I just received.

I take out my phone to dial her number. After three rings, the operator speaks, "The number you have reached is currently disconnected. Please try again later."

Why would she give me her number when it's disconnected. She could've gave me her hotel number instead. What the hell is wrong with her? If it wasn't for this bet, I would've been left her alone.