Open House Ch. 09

I'm left standing dumbfounded in the bathroom. The shower is running, but I can't function. My stomach has become a bundle of nervous energy and I'm not sure what to do with myself. I try to keep going and turn to the shower, but instead shut it off. I just can't let it go. I grab a robe and head to the bedroom for my phone. I sit on the bed and text Tina, "Hey, are you meeting John tonight?"

Tina doesn't respond for several minutes. I follow with, "Tina, don't ignore me. I just want to know."

Tina finally replies, "Why are you asking now?"

"John just left with some lame excuse, and I want to know if he's meeting you."

"Becca, you weren't suppose to know. I didn't want you to be alone and worried. I will call it off and we can meet another time."

I'm stunned. I thought... I don't know what I thought. How could he lie to me so easily? And now I think of Tina. We will soon share a carnal knowledge. It is a strange intimacy that I linger on, but I hate that I do.

Tina follows, "Becca?"

"No. Don't end it."

"Becca, are you sure?"

"Yes. If he really follows through then I'll leave what happens up to you." Damn, that's hard to type. But I mean it. And if she's what he wants, then let it be, I think as tears rolls down my face.

"If he does (you know) then remember - We call all the shots after that."

Tina's words are of little help. I don't care about calling the shots. I care that I'm not wanted. I just don't understand.

"Becca? You still with me? You promised."

"I'm with you." And saying so gives me momentary distraction. At least I have Tina. I'm not completely being left alone. But my heart still aches

"I have to go," Tina replies.

I read the line and butterflies take my stomach. I can imagine the meeting happening at this very moment, as I sit here helpless. "Okay, but come to my office tomorrow!" I implore, hoping for a confirmation. Tina doesn't reply.

I sit in a daze, nervous energy vibrating my entire being. My eyes stare blankly at the walls. I don't know what to look at. I don't know what to do. I walk like a zombie back to the bathroom and turn on the water. I stand in the hot shower motionless, allowing the beating spray to numb my head... until the water runs cold.

* * *

I lied and told John that I had a client meeting first thing in the morning and rushed out, avoiding any form of conversation. He found it weird that I hadn't mentioned it. Can you believe that? I'm being weird?! Now, I sit in my office at the computer scrolling through listings for a buyer - almost unable to focus. The morning passes and I'm getting a bit frantic. Why hasn't Tina texted to let me know something? Midday I find myself making calls and am surprised to see Tina's smiling face poke into my doorway. I am happy to see her and we smile at each other until I can end my call.

I rise to meet her at the door. "So..." I say quietly, unsure how to start.

"Let's go grab lunch. We can talk in my car," Tina redirects.

Donovan, one of the other young realtors in my office walks by and delivers a line without stopping. "Hey Kris - didn't expect to see you here." he says looking over his shoulder as he walks away.

Tina spins to address him. "Donovan. I thought you went to Franklin Realty." she says coldly.

"Nope. I thought you left the state." he abruptly retorts.

"Nope. I guess we were both wrong." Tina snarks back with a sarcastic smile.

"Well, nice to see you anyway." he says as he turns the corner and disappears not waiting for Tina's reply.

"How do you know Donovan?" I ask.

"From a previous job. He's not one of my favorite people." Tina replies.

As we walk I add, "I notice he called you 'Kris.'"

"Yeah like I said, not one of my favorites." Tina says with out looking at me, continuing to walk out of the building as if on a mission.

We sit in the parking lot in Tina's car without speaking at first. Tina doesn't have the same directness that I am accustomed to and I feel as if she is avoiding my gaze as I search her face. After a minute of silence she turns to me and delivers a consolatory smile. I know what this means. There's no turning back now. As I attempt to smile back I feel a tear well up and roll down my cheek. Tina, without speaking, leans over to give me a hug, causing me to sink deeper in my thoughts and squeeze out more tears.

"Alright, now don't get lost. You said you were gonna stay with me now." Tina says in an upbeat manner, reassuring me that things are okay. Then she quips, "Besides, by law I think your now my wife, or something like that," and grins widely, causing us both to blurt out a short pressure releasing laugh.

"Did he talk to you at all?"

"No. I left first thing to avoid a confrontation.

Tina allows me to sit again in silent contemplation for a moment. "You know I just don't get it. I was actually with him right before he left."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I gave him the best god damned blowjob of his life. That's what I mean." I say bluntly with a smirk, not being one to typically swear.

"Oh, wow. Well... he certainly didn't seem to have any trouble." Tina cuts her eyes to me, wondering if she's saying too much. "You know this is weird. I don't want to--"

"It's okay. Don't worry, I get it. I've been processing it all night. And besides, he is my husband so... it's not likely to be something I don't already know." My mind now spins with curiosity. I look at Tina, her beautiful face smiles back at me and I think of her in my place with John. I can't help but ask. "What was it like?"

"Becca, I don't want to hurt you."

I sit quietly looking back at her and she begins to realize there is no other way except through.

"He was kind." Tina pauses to watch my reaction. Then continues to fill the silence. "... at first. I mean he was still kind of course. But... he became, um... "

"Intense." I offer.

"Ha! Yes. Definitely intense." Tina says nervously, and we both smile at this.

"Was it quick?" I blurt out?

"Um..."

I can tell the answer is no or she would have already said it. "So, no then I take it."

"Well, let's just say he explored a lot. Like A LOT."

"Oh! Gosh. Well, maybe I should take credit for that with my pre-game, ha ha!" I say and we both laugh out loud.

"Oh my god, pre-game. That's hilarious." Tina says, loosening up.

I find myself enjoying watching Tina in this more timid role. She's trying to protect my feelings and I am finding myself becoming infatuated with her. I lean in close and softly ask, "When you say he explored, do you mean with his mouth?"

Tina leans in close to me and nods, yes, our eyes locking together.

I reach across the seat and touch Tina's shorts, never breaking eye contact as I whisper, "And were you completely naked?"

Tina's eyes burn into mine and she nods, yes.

Our conversation is turning my sadness into arousal. I feel myself regaining some of the bold persona from last night and am becoming intoxicated by it. It is as if my world is changing around me and I must adapt to it to get what I want. So, with extreme trepidation I decide to push further. Now incredibly close to Tina's face I whisper, "Did he lick your pussy?" and I witness Tina inhale deeply before nodding yes. I drag my hand up Tina's shorts and then up her blouse. Her arms are by her side and she does not move to stop me. "And did he suck your tits?" I whisper as I fully palm Tina's breast, squeezing it in my hand. The action causes my entire body to prickle with warm sensation as a lightning bolt of arousal shoots through my body.

Tina again inhales deeply at my touch and leans her head back, closing her eyes to take in the experience.

She keeps her eyes closed as my hand continues up her neck and to her mouth. I can feel that her heart beats rapidly and see the rise and fall of her chest to deep breaths. At her mouth I slowly insert my finger and Tina takes it in, gently sucking on it. "And did he kiss you on the mouth?" I whisper.

And Tina nods slowly, continuing to suck my finger with her eyes still closed.

I move my mouth just inches from her ear and whisper, "Show me," and turn her face to meet my lips. We connect in an incredibly passionate kiss that electrifies my body. Tina writhes in pleasure as she climbs towards me and we push hard into each other. I feel as if we have broken through floodgates and now all of my pent up passion is flooding out into her mouth. We twist and turn with wet lips licking deep into each others mouths with our tongues. It feels as if no amount of closeness can satiate us. We pause for a breath and to gaze upon each other in this smoldering hot moment and my eye catches a familiar sight. It's a car I recognize. I freeze in place and stare across the parking lot as I watch the car park and a man with a large paper bag gets out.

"Oh shit, Tina! That's John!"