Crazy For You (sequel to Anything For A Friend)

Chapter 3 - These Things Hidden

Here's Chapter 3.  I don't know how I feel about it.  Please let me know what you think.  It's obvious by the end of the chapter who the mystery person is, but I left the question marks so that each of you could come to the conclusion on your own.  It won't be a big surprise to some of you.  The next entry will have his name.  Well, I'll let you read it and tell me what you think.   The pic on the left is Ryan Reynolds as Dane.  (I originally thought Ryan Gosling or Channing Tatum, but I thought Ryan Reynolds was better for Dane.) 

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I had to tell my son about his half brother, and soon. I was worried for my older son. He was in trouble and needed all the help his family could give him.

My older son was conceived somewhat accidentally. It was just after my fourteenth birthday, and my older sister's best friend at the time had just broken up with her boyfriend. I had such a crush on her, even though she had just turned seventeen. She was a senior, and I was a freshmen.

She had come over to my house, crying, looking for my sister. I was the only one home at the time, and I invited her in to be polite. I could never stand to see a beautiful woman cry. I sat her on the couch, and went into the kitchen to make tea. She had been drinking, I could tell. I didn't want her back on the road.

It was in the days before cell phones, so I had no way of contacting my sister, who'd been out with her boyfriend. I was equally nervous and awestruck that this girl was alone in the house with me, and I was trying to make the best of it.

I brought the tea to her, and sat on the chair across from where she was sitting. She took a few sips, her green eyes brimming with tears.

"He left me for an ugly, chubby girl," she said, sobbing. She set her cup down, wiping her eyes with a tissue. As she lifted her arms up to do so, I caught a glimpse of her perfectly flat stomach. A chill ran through me.  Her chocolate brown hair hung in large curls around her heart-shaped face. I wanted so badly to sit next to her and hug her, to tell her that everything would be fine.

"He said she had a spark that he'd never seen in me. He said making love to her was like taking a trip to another galaxy. What am I? Why am I not good enough?" she practically screamed, sobbing uncontrollably.

I was so flustered. I didn't have much experience with members of the opposite sex. I had kissed a few ladies, but had never gotten past second base. What did I know about helping this wreck of a girl?  Of course, I gave it a try.  I followed my instincts, and got up, taking the seat beside her.

"You're good enough," I said. "He's just stupid. If you were my girl, I'd never choose a chubby girl over you." I hardly knew her, so I was completely winging it. Who knew? She could have been a total jerk. I just wanted her tears to stop.

"Oh, you're such a sweetheart!" she had cooed, as she placed her hand on my leg. I glanced down at it as she began rubbing my leg back and forth. I was frozen in place, a tingling sensation playing on the outskirts of my nervous system. It wasn't long before she moved in deep, causing Mr. Happy to rear his eager head.

"Oh, Honey, you make me feel like I still have what it takes," she had whispered into my ear in a sultry voice. My mind knew this was creepy, but my body was looking to score.

She had moved to straddle me, and was unfastening my jeans. "No," I'd moaned, not even convincing myself I hadn't wanted it.

"Yes," was all she'd said before taking me in her hand. I immediately screamed in ecstasy and unloaded everywhere. I was moaning for well over two full minutes, overcome by the feelings I was experiencing.

I got up quickly, and headed for the bathroom. I was so humiliated. I had lost all control over my body for a split second, and this is what had happened. I felt like such a little kid.  Apparently, it hadn't made an impact on the sad, drunk girl. She was waiting in the hallway when I walked out. It didn't take her long to pin me against the wall and start my engine all over again.

I tried pulling away, but her lips were on me like superglue. He hands were doing things to me that I hadn't yet thought to dream about. It wasn't long before she had me undressed, lying on my back in my bed.  Needless to say, she took my innocence that night. I was confused. On one hand, I had been violated. On the other hand, I had experienced feelings I'd only read about up to that point.

That wasn't the end of it, either. She had decided to sleep at my house every other weekend for the next year or so. Each night she stayed resulted in a sneaked visit to my room, where we'd meet each others' needs in the darkness of night.

The year she had gone away to college was the year I met my current wife. My feelings for my future wife trumped all intimate encounters with my late night companion.  I think she was mad when she attempted a nightly visit her first weekend home from college. I had kicked her out and threatened to go to the authorities. Little did I know that she'd been planning on telling me about her pregnancy that night. I didn't see her again until recently, when she'd called and told me that she had six months to live, and that my son now lived within minutes of me.

Max

My dad had been acting really weird lately. He seemed absent, as if he was always thinking of something he was unwilling to share with others. My mom must have been in on it, because she seemed to be catering to his every whim lately.

Rhia and I had visited recently, and even she had noticed. She had mentioned it after we'd gotten into our car to leave.

"And what was with your mom asking about Dane?" she questioned.

My mom had been asking her all about her ex. Where he was from, where he went to school, what he did for a living. Rhia had told her that Dane had moved here about five years ago from Kentucky. She explained that he'd attended the University of Kentucky, and that he was an accountant. She had also brought up him impregnating Cassie and checking into rehab.

My mom had responded with, "That poor thing. He could probably use some parents right about now."

Rhia had explained, "His mom lives in Kentucky, but I think she's pretty sick. He never knew his dad. His mom has been married about 4 times, though."

My mom had shaken her head, as if she felt sorry for him. What was her problem?

I had jumped in with, "He almost raped Rhia in a hotel hallway while he was there with my ex, Cassie!  I sure don't feel sorry for him!"

"That's what we were afraid of," my dad had said.

I came back to the present. "I don't know," I began. "It's almost like they want to adopt him or something."

After pulling into our parking lot, I walked around and opened Rhee's door for her.

"Thanks," she said, taking my hand as we walked toward the apartment building.

Once inside, I said, "Go take your clothes off, I'll start you a hot bath. "

"Okay," she said, heading toward the bedroom.

A few minutes later, she appeared in the doorway. She walked over, rubbing my shoulders as I sat hunched down near the tub. I stood up and turned toward her. She pulled my head toward hers, giving me a steamy, tongue-filled kiss.

"Take a bath with me?" she asked, staring intently into my eyes. She was undressing me as she said it, and I was letting her.

"I dunno," I said, as she unbuttoned my jeans. "Well, ....oh .....maybe," I said as she removed my boxers. Needless to say, my body was prepared for some action.

"Do I have to beg?" she asked playfully.

"Fine, you win. As usual," I said, feigning annoyance. "But only if I get in first. You'll have to be on top."

She smiled brightly. "No problem," she exclaimed.

I eased down into the warm water. "Do we need anything?" I asked, referring to lube.

"Nah," she said, "I've made enough on my own." And they think guys are the sex fiends?

She got in after me. She eased down, slightly in front of where she'd eventually be, facing me.

"Come here," I whispered breathily. I pulled her body onto mine as I kissed her mouth, her neck, her chest. She moved back and forth on me, causing me to moan from the pleasure coursing through me.

"Are you ready?" she asked me as she caressed my cheek.

"Yeah," I moaned, as I reached down to guide myself inside of her.

She gasped, but readjusted herself to improve the situation. It didn't take long before we were panting and moaning relentlessly. She screamed and shuddered. That was Rhia one, Max zero.

As I pulled in and out, my pleasure built more and more. I kept pumping, increasing the tingling feeling spreading through my body. "Rhia, oh, yes!" I screamed as my seed spilled into her.

"I'm not finished," she moaned, as she moved her body above me. She managed to turn herself around so that she was now facing away from me. She sure was agile for a pregnant lady!  She grabbed my hands and put them in her favorite spots. "Faster!" she yelled, as she bounced up and down on me, making me shiver as my hands massaged her. 

I did what the lady asked, and increased my speed. I could feel another release approaching, but held back to make sure she got hers. "Ah, yes, Max, here it comes," she groaned as her body twitched.

Her moans put me over the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer. Two more thrusts, and I let loose. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as my hot release filled her.

After our bodies settled down, I helped her get washed. I didn't have to be having sex with her to feel complete. I loved the feel of her body beneath my hands as I rubbed shower gel on her. I loved stopping as I soaped up her belly to feel our baby. I loved everything about her. Sometimes I still couldn't believe she'd fallen in love with me.

Lexi