His Surprise Baby - His Secret Baby

“Yeah, why not?” asked Marc, echoing Sarah’s words.

Needless to say, we left our former dates standing right there in the gym and didn’t talk. The question of us was unanswered. And the truth was that even though we spent so much time together, Nadia and I were both terrified to admit how we felt about each other. Or at least I knew that I was. I didn’t want anything to change between us or for me to lose her, so I figured that the best thing to do was to keep being friends.

That night, we laughed all the way to the hotel suite that I had reserved for Sarah and me. I figured that it was no use letting the reservation go to waste. We got a few sodas from the vending machine and started watching TV. Both Nadia and I loved the show Cops, so we probably watched about five episodes.

After a while, Nadia said that she was cold and asked me to move closer to her. I did. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her tightly against me, feeling her round ass pressed up against my cock. My best friend smelled so good, like heavenly flowers. I took a chance and ran my hand along her thigh, pulling her dress up slightly. She opened her legs and pressed my hand against her pussy.

Before I knew it, Nadia was down on her knees, unzipping my pants and shoving my hard dick into her mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned, feeling her wet mouth lap at my cock, sucking and slurping like she had done it many times before. I knew she hadn’t, though.

I knew that Nadia had never done anything like that before because when I laid her on the bed, lifted her dress, and slid my dick into her wet pussy, she yelped like it hurt a little. She was a virgin and had given her innocence to me. It must have hurt, but she moved her hips, circling them to meet my thrusts like she wanted more.

When I had finally pushed my whole dick inside of her, I just held her there, feeling her pussy walls throb and vibrate against my dick. I almost blew my whole wad right away.

I didn’t, though. I fucked my best friend gently, sliding in and out of her pussy over and over again as I looked into her eyes. Her core tightened against my dick, and I couldn’t contain myself anymore. Pulling out, I came long and hard, spewing my hot cum onto her dress.

We collapsed onto the bed, trying to catch our breath and process what had just happened. Neither of us spoke about it. A few minutes later, we turned the TV back on and started laughing again. It was like it had never happened. But it did.

We never talked about that night.

“Well?” Nadia asked, glaring at me. I hadn’t answered her question. Instead, I had gotten lost in the memories.

“I’m not sure,” I mumbled. My mind was blank, and I couldn’t think of any other words. Turning up the radio, I kept on driving.

It still wasn’t a conversation that I was ready to have. And even though we still had sex (great sex, I might add) every once in a while if we felt down, I didn’t ever think that it could be more than just great sex.

We rode on in silence for a few miles, watching the California countryside unwind right in front of our eyes. We both watched as the world that we knew slipped off into the rearview.

“Hey, did you see last night’s episode of Cops?” I asked, changing the topic.

Nadia looked like a deflated balloon. I could tell that she was disappointed that I had changed the topic. It was what I always did whenever the conversation would lean in the direction that it did, about Nadia and I being together. I just didn’t know what to tell her, so I figured that the smart thing to do was not to talk about it. And she would clam up herself, not pushing the issue any further. And, per her usual, that’s what she did.

“Yeah, I saw it,” she said, trying to engage in the conversation that she really wasn’t interested in. “That guy gave the cops a run for their money.”

“Yeah, he did,” I said, laughing heartily.

I snuck a glance in her direction and saw the disappointment plastered all over her face. I felt terrible and wished that I had the nerve to address the issue between us, but I just didn’t have it. I couldn’t imagine our relationship changing, not to be able to talk to her about anything and everything, and have her be there for me as a true friend. I didn’t have very many close friends, so I really wasn’t keen on losing one of the best friends that I had ever had. Every single romantic relationship that I had ever had, had ended tragically and horribly. I never spoke to the girls that I broke up with again. I didn’t want that to happen with Nadia.