Oreos For
Breakfast: Chapter 35
By the Paperbag Princess and
Pumpkin Coach
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"I knew we should have gone to Maui!" Paris exclaimed as she helped me through the door. Stupid ice and stupid skis and stupid, stupid snow! I hadn't finished more than three runs before I completely wiped out, going face first down the hill until a rather large rock broke my free fall.
"It was my idea to go skiing, Paris. I didn't know your boyfriend couldn't ski!" Nicky said as she and Nicole bounced into the room. Their boyfriends were still on the slopes, and that was fine with me. I couldn't compete with them, anyway. If I hadn't been trying to, maybe I wouldn't be here now.
"Told you we should have started on the bunny slope, bunny," I said, trying not to be too grumpy. I shouldn't start this relationship out by yelling at my girlfriend's sister. But this was all her idea.
"Sorry, Nick," Nicky said, smiling at me, and I smiled back, falling into a chair in the kitchen as Paris moved around, finding ice for my ankle and starting lunch. I felt better after I ate something, and the girls talked to me and cheered me up.
I wasn't used to being around girls who were so… girly. They always looked great, and Paris loved cooking for me. Even for a day of skiing, it took her an hour to get ready.
After lunch, Paris helped me up to our room, and settled me on the couch, taking off my shoe gently, and kissing me when I winced. "The doctor said it was just a sprain, but you should stay off it for a few days."
"There goes New Year's. You'll have to find another guy to dance with."
"No!" Paris protested.
"I was just joking, baby," I told her.
She joined me on the couch, pulling a blanket over us as she snuggled up against me, her hand rubbing on my thigh. This was much better than skiing any day. "Don't even joke, Nick. I'm yours if you want me. You know that, right? You don't have to sleep on the couch tonight."
I shook my head, "We just started seeing each other, baby. Don't you think we should take it slow? See where this leads us?"
Her fingers traced a path up my thigh and I felt my dick move in my pants. "Looks like I can lead you somewhere nice, though." Her hand barely grazed my cock and I was completely hard as I looked down into her soft blue eyes. I did want her, but why was I holding out?
Because the last girl that'd offered herself to me was Anna.
Paris was a different from Anna and Rachel as a girl could be. Could I really love two completely different kinds of women? What did that say about me?
"Stop thinking so hard, Nick. Just let it…" she wrapped her hand around my cock and I closed my eyes as she stroked me gently, "come naturally. It's not difficult to see we're perfect for each other."
This was so easy. Lying here on the couch with Paris' sweet perfume surrounding us. She didn't smell like lavender or lilacs. She was roses and bubblegum. I sighed as she kissed my neck, quickening her movements up and down my cock as she moved to straddle me. "Just relax, Nick. I can make you feel so good. Promise."
Her head was on my shoulder and I didn't do anything to stop her. Maybe she was what I really needed. Just a simple girl who wanted to make me feel good and didn't need anything in return. This was a good way to start my New Year.
To be continued...
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