Curves For Her Rock Star (3 page)

“
You are more than welcome to sleep in the nude,” Blake replied
with a playful wink that caused my eyes to widen in surprise. “I am
only kidding. Just leave on your bra and underwear, it would be
just like you’re wearing a bikini.”

“
Sounds good to me,” I said as I did my best to suppress a
laugh. If I didn’t know better I would have assumed Blake was blind
to imagine a woman of my size wearing a two piece. “Do you mind if
I use your restroom to freshen up for bed.”

“
Ladies first,” Blake replied before he raised his right arm
towards the door along the wall.

With a smile, I slipped off
the bed and into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Flicking
on the light switch revealed a stylish well maintained bathroom. As
I looked over the room my eyes caught my reflection in the mirror.
My face was as red as a tomato from all the alcohol and excitement
running through my veins. ‘
It’s really
going to happen. Tonight you’re going to sleep in the same bed with
the man of your dreams.’

I stepped forward and turned on the sink,
cupping my hands into the cool water before splashing it against my
face. As my eyes closed an image of Blake’s lips crossed my mind.
Even though I knew that Blake’s only intentions were for us to just
sleep together, I couldn’t help but imagine that I might get the
opportunity to steal an innocent kiss.

I grabbed a nearby hand towel and used it to
dry my face, smiling into the mirror after I saw that my face had
turned a shade lighter. My eyes fell back down to the counter top
and I caught sight of Blake’s toothbrush and toothpaste. After a
few hours of drinking I couldn’t imagine my breath smelling too
great.

“
Blake?” I called out as I moved towards the door. Opening it I
saw that he had taken my spot at the foot of the bed as he watched
a little T.V. while waiting for me.

“
Something wrong?” Blake asked as his deep blue eyes turned
towards me.

“
Do
you happen to have a spare toothbrush I can borrow?”

“
Yeah, there should be a box of them in the top drawer. Would
you like me to get it for you?”

“
I
think I can manage,” I replied. Before closing the door I took one
last lingering glance over him, biting my lip as I imagined what he
might look like in the nude. I wanted to lick him from head to toe,
to let my tongue and fingers explore every well defined cut that
covered his lean muscular body.

I hadn’t even gotten to imagine what his
cock might look like when the top drawer gave me the answer I
needed. Sitting next to the pack of toothbrushes was an unopened
box of XXL condoms. My jaw dropped and I quickly grabbed a
toothbrush before looking up at myself in the mirror in disbelief.
It was like Blake was a slice of cake I had been craving, only now
I had discovered he was served with ice cream on top.

My body went into autopilot as my mind
wandered into a devious daydream. Absently I worked the toothbrush
in and out of my mouth as I pictured our bodies intertwined upon
his bed. I imagined what it might feel like to let my fingers roll
over his smooth skin while I traced the well defined outline of his
abs. I imagined how he might moan out my name as I drew a line of
kisses down across his chest.

My left hand slipped down beneath the
waistband of my black pants and underwear as my daydream caused my
sex to grow slick with desire. My deft fingers, practiced at the
task of pleasuring myself, found my swollen clit, gently rolling
over it, sending pulsing waves of pleasure coursing up and through
my body.

Too caught up in my lust filled dream, I
didn’t even take notice to the foaming mint toothpaste that slipped
from my lips and trailed down my chin. No longer was it a
toothbrush working in and out of my mouth, but in my mind it was
Blake’s hard cock stretching my lips as I worked my tongue over
him. I could almost hear him calling out my name. Actually I could
hear him calling out my name.

“
Rose?”

Knock, Knock.

I choked at the sound, toothpaste spitting
out from my lips and into the sink below. My eyes watered and
through the blur I caught sight of how much of a mess I had become.
The toothpaste that had foamed out over my lips and dripped down
onto the top of my black shirt.

“
Everything alright in there?”

“
Yeah,” I replied after turning on the sink and spitting out
the rest of the toothpaste. “Just give me another
minute.”

Having been so close to orgasm my body
teemed with energy, but the daydream had been shattered so I just
focused on the task of rinsing away all the toothpaste from my
mouth and shirt. It took several minutes for me to be able to wash
away all the evidence of my carelessness, and the end result left
the top of my shirt quite soaked. Realizing there was nothing to be
done about that I turned off the sink and wiped my face with the
hand towel once more before moving towards the bathroom door.

‘
Everything will be fine,’
I told
myself as I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. I really wished
I had been able to bring myself to orgasm as the clarity that
followed would have made the rest of the night go so much smoother.
Instead now I knew that for the rest of the night and probably on
into the morning I would be left to deal with my overwhelming
desire to have us share more than just a bed.

After one last glance at myself in the
mirror I opened the door, and felt my knees grow weak as I saw
Blake standing in the middle of his room wearing only a pair of
black briefs.

“
Sorry I took awhile,” I said as I fought to keep my eyes from
wandering over the massive bulge outlined by his briefs. Constantly
my eyes flickered up and down, from his crotch to his eyes, to to
his abs, up to his chest, and back to his lips. It was like an
endless roller coaster, only the excitement never stopped whether
my gaze was going up or down.

“
It’s alright, as long as you’re okay. If you’re having second
thoughts I can still take you home.” He spoke with a comforting
smile, and my wandering eyes finally managed to hold his gaze long
enough to see that this night might mean something to him. I knew
he had no intentions of letting anything sexual happen, so I
assumed that he saw this as a big step towards bringing back the
close friendship that had been slowly slipping away from us over
these last couple years.

“
Of
course I don’t want that,” I said with a shake of my head. “I’m
really looking forward to spending the night with you. It’s been
quite awhile sine we’ve been able to do anything together. I miss
you.” My voice rang with honesty as I looked at him.

“
I’ve missed you too, Rose,” Blake said as he walked up and
touched my shoulder. I felt a shiver course down my spine as he
looked down at me. For a brief moment I hoped that he might kiss
me, but instead he turned away and looked towards his dresser. “I
cleared some space for your clothes, and the bed is all ready so
you can slip in whenever you like. I shouldn’t be too long so you
might want to hurry or I might catch a peak.” He laughed and tossed
me a playful wink before he moved past me into the
restroom.

I gave a laugh of my own and walked across
the room towards his dresser as he closed the bathroom door. My
eyes were drawn up to the T.V. as I carefully shed and folded my
clothes before I set them in the space he had cleared. The movie
was one I had seen before, a love triangle involving two women of
opposite lifestyles fighting for the love of a man who had just
returned back home from war. While there was no denying the
popularity of the film, I personally did not like it.

The girl that wound up winning the love of
the man was a gorgeous blond who had everything going right for her
in her life as she received all the love and adoration of all those
around her. Meanwhile the girl who was left with nothing was a hard
working quiet woman painted as the villain because she didn’t
follow the traditional social norms of a woman her age. The movie
reminded me too much of my own loveless life, and I imagined that
were I ever to find myself in some sort of love triangle I would
end up being the girl sitting on the sidelines as the two lovers
skipped off into the sunset with a crowd raining flowers all about
them.

Just as I had moved around and slipped onto
the bed Blake opened the bathroom door and stepped out, causing a
small gasp of surprise to escape from my lips. Quickly I slipped
the covers over me only a fraction of a second before he got a full
view of my nearly naked body.

Blake gave me a look of playful
disappointment.“You’re too fast. I was hoping that I might be able
to catch you before you got under the blankets.”

I felt myself blush, and adverted my gaze.
His needless teasing was getting the best of me, and fueling my
indecent desires. “Oh stop with the teasing. You and I both know
there is a bit too much woman under her to be a welcome sight.”

“
Don’t they always say that more is better,” Blake replied
without missing a beat as he worked around to his side of the
bed.

“
Just get in here so we can get some rest,” I said with a laugh
of surrender.

Blake smiled and turned off the lights,
leaving only the dim glow of the T.V. to illuminate the room before
he slipped under the blankets. With such a large bed, I had
expected each of us to sleep on our sides with a healthy barrier
between our two bodies, but Blake quickly made it clear that was
not his intentions as he scooted right up to me, pressing his arm
up against mine as we both leaned our heads up against the
pillows.

Absently my eyes watched the movie while my
mind remained focused on the sensation of his arm pressed against
mine. It was a tease, a mere crumb of a dish I desperately wanted
to devour.

“
Would you mind scooting closer? Blake asked, breaking my train
of focus on his arm.

“
Closer?” I asked confusion before I slid towards
him.

Blake made it obvious what he meant as he
lifted his arm, and wrapped it around my shoulders, pulling me into
him so that I could rest my head against his muscled chest.
“Perfect,” he said as he hugged me tight.

I let out a soft sigh of agreement as I
melted against his body, pressing my ear to his perfectly chiseled
chest to listen to the soothing rhythm of his heartbeat. Having no
other place to put it, my left hand fell to his abs as I discretely
placed my fingers along the well defined cut of muscle. It took all
my will power to not let my fingers caress his body. The fear of
making things awkward and perhaps causing him to separate us gave
me the much needed extra strength to remain motionless.

The images of my day dream in the bathroom
flashed before me, and thoughts crossed my mind that perhaps things
might progress further, but as time passed I slowly gave up on that
notion. Eventually I accepted things for what they were. Not caring
about the movie any longer, I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the
moment.

“
Do
you mind if I turn it off?” Blake asked suddenly pulling me back
from the light sleep that had captured me.

“
Huh?” I responded as I opened my eyes to see that the credits
were rolling on the screen. “Oh yeah, go ahead and turn it off. I
wasn’t really watching anyways.”

“
You don’t like movie?” Blake asked as he reached out his right
arm to grab the remote and turn off the T.V. It made me happy that
he still kept his left arm wrapped around my body, hugging me
against him.

“
I’m not a fan of love triangles.”

“
You should have told me,” Blake said with a little laugh.
“It's not really my kind of movie, but I wanted to put something on
that you might enjoy. Mind if
I ask why you
don't like it?”

I bit my lip and closed my eyes, once
against listening to the soothing rhythm of his heart beat. I
suddenly became aware that during the movie my left hand had
shifted a little lower and my little finger now brushed up against
the waist band of his briefs. A flash of the massive bulge that was
contained within crossed my mind and I wondered how he might react
if I were to suddenly reach down and take hold of his cock.

“
The beautiful girls are always the ones that walk away with
the man, and I don’t need to be reminded of the plight of the ugly
duckling.”

Silence fell over us for several moments,
and I wondered if I might have somehow upset him.

“
You don’t consider yourself beautiful?”

I let out a soft sigh as our conversation
ventured too deep into my insecurities for comfort. He was my best
friend, and together we had both experienced many highs and lows in
life. We had each been there for one another on countless
occasions, but never once had I confided with him how I truly saw
myself. In-fact I wasn’t even sure if he realized that I truly was
a “big girl” because all the other women that ever entered his life
were nearly models.

Suddenly I rolled away from him, freeing
myself from the distraction of his flawless body as I looked out
into the blackness of the room. “You and I both know that I’m too
big to be considered beautiful.”