Usually, the second time around, I can last for a long time. It wasn’t that I didn’t give a good account of myself, it was that Lexi’s tight butt was too much. This time she took over the job of rubbing her sex. I felt the familiar sensation as my sack tightened up. Lexi had another orgasm, which caused her derrière to clench down and stop me from climaxing. I jerked out and made a mess on her backside. You would’ve thought she was a porn star by the noise she made as I hosed her down.
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I took a quick shower and left Lexi napping on the bed. I had to chuckle because she was a mess. Her hair was all over the place, she had boy-juice on her butt-cheeks, and she was lying in the huge wet spot. The whole room reeked of sex.
I went back on deck, grabbed a beer, found a spot on a bench, and zoned out while I enjoyed the view.
“Someone got laid,” Sage said as she sat down next to me.
“What do you want?” I asked with a hint of irritation in my voice.
“I wanted to apologize.”
“Don’t bother,” I said.
She looked hurt. I usually get over being mad quickly, but for some reason, it wasn’t happening. I think it all harkened back to our shoot in San Francisco. She’d given off all the signs she wanted to get together with me. When I’d come to football camp at USC, I’d called her and left a message that I’d like to take her out to dinner to reconnect. I didn’t have any expectations; if it happened, great, but I liked her as a friend. She hadn’t bothered to even acknowledge my call.
I then hooked her up with one of my friends. Yeah, he screwed up. I’d been there for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on. Then today happened. I was okay with most of it, but not the last part. I could get laid if I wanted to, and had just proven that. There was no reason for me to take someone who was unwilling. I was deeply offended that she would even think that.
“When we get back, do you need cab fare, or do you have a way to get home?” I asked.
“Look, what I said was hurtful, and I meant to do it. Once I cooled off, I realized that I’d been a bitch. I’m sorry,” she said.
“Me too. Do you think that guy you met would be willing to give you a ride?” I asked.
“Did I just ruin our friendship?” Sage asked.
“Yeah, you did. I didn’t bring you today to have sex with you. I thought you might enjoy going out on the boat. Plus, Bill and I are friends. He would never understand if we did get together. I wouldn’t do that to him.”
She became quiet and looked off into space. Taking a swig of my beer, I just ignored her. I wasn’t going to let her ruin my day. I decided right then if someone invited me to go out on their yacht, the proper response was, ‘Hell, yes!’
Sage finally got the hint and left me alone. It seemed I must be attracting them today because I next found Isabel seated next to me. She’d changed back into the clothes she came in.
“Ben said I might be able to stay with you for a few days,” she said.
How do you respond to that?
“Uh …” was my brilliant reply.
“I gave up my apartment and moved in with him a few months ago.”
“Before I agree to this, I need to do two things. Where I’m staying is not my place, and I need to see if they’re okay with you coming over. Then I need you to send Ben over and have him talk to me,” I said.
“I’m sorry to be a trouble,” she said.
“No, I’ll help if I can.”
She sent Ben over.
“This is such a mess,” he said.
“So, are you two done?” I asked.
“I want her out of my house,” he said emphatically.
“Let me make a call and see if she can stay with me for now,” I said and gave him a hard look. “She does have money to get an apartment, doesn’t she?”
“Yes, and if she doesn’t, I’ll get her into a place,” he said.
“If I can do this, can you help me out? I need someone to take Sage home. I don’t think I want to ride in a car with her that long, and it doesn’t feel right to just put her into a cab.”
“Sure, I’ll help you out, regardless.”
I called Rita, and she wanted to talk to Isabel. I made sure Rita understood this was totally up to her because I didn’t really know the girl. It wasn’t a surprise when Rita said ‘no.’
When I gave Ben the bad news and suggested he ask Zak, the look he gave me said it would be a cold day in Hell before that happened. He assured me he would work it out and make sure Sage got home.
When the yacht finally docked, I was ready to get off. I thanked Paul Andon for having me. Lexi appeared and said she enjoyed getting to know me. That seemed to make her father happy.
On the ride home, I got a call from Caryn.
“The preliminary numbers are in.
“Saul does know to wait, right?” I asked.
“He knows, and this time he seems to be on board. You know Saul. It’s all about making Saul money,” she half-joked.
