My Son's Girlfriend
Nicole looks up from her books, pretending like she was studying, as I approach. The blonde raises an eyebrow and is about to scold me, but then she sees the flushed look on my face as I sit down and looks intrigued instead.
“What’s going on?” she asks curiously.
“Ok, a lot has happened in the last couple of days,” I start in a hushed voice, suddenly breathless and excited at finally being able to talk about this.
“Did you finally have sex with Jimmy?” Nicole whispers eagerly. “I knew it!”
“Um, not exactly,” I whisper back, cringing slightly.
“Not exactly? What does that mean?” she asks, and I search for my words. “Did you have sex or not?”
“Yes, I had sex. Just – not with Jimmy,” I say slowly and carefully, watching her expression morph into surprise. I don’t blame her. I’m not the type of person to do unexpected things like this.
“I don’t get it – did y’all break up or – ”
“Wait, I need to tell you this from the beginning,” I whisper. And in hushed tones I relay to her everything that’s happened recently. I tell her about meeting Jordan and the incredible chemistry between us. I tell her that he fingered me under the table at the restaurant while his son blabbered away, totally unaware. I also tell her how the billionaire made me come, and my friend’s jaw drops.
“Really?” she asks in a shocked whisper. “In the restaurant? With Jimmy right there?”
I nod solemnly. “Really,” is my confirmation. “It was crazy.” But the story doesn’t end there. I tell her that when I saw Jordan the next day at the lacrosse game, he ended up taking my virginity on the roof of the Marks Building, to which Nicole whoops loudly, drawing a bunch of dirty looks from all around us.
But there’s also the guilt.
“You know,” I say in a low voice. “Jordan is Jimmy’s dad.”
Nicole shoots me a disbelieving look. “So break up with the son!” she hisses. “There’s an easy way out of this conundrum.”
“I did, just now. That’s why I was late.”
“Good!” says Nicole emphatically, once again eliciting a chorus of annoyed hushes from all around us. “It’s about time,” she continues in a quieter tone.
I look at her, confused. “What do you mean?”
She shrugs. “Something wasn’t right between you and him. I know you knew it, deep down. But I could see it too, and so could everyone else.”
“Oh my god, really?” I had been clueless. I thought I was the only one who noticed something was off.
“Of course! I mean he’s hot, obviously. And you guys were cute together and all. But I dunno, there was just no spark. I’ve never seen you make out at parties, or hold hands, or, I dunno, do anything that suggested you were really into each other. I thought maybe that’s the just way some relationships are.”
“Hm, yeah I was thinking that too. But I thought it was because I was a virgin.”
“But clearly not! I mean, look at what happened with Jordan!” I have to agree with her on that.
“Yeah, it’s like he’s unlocked something inside me.”
“You have to go for it, Katie,” says Nicole adamantly.
“Don’t be silly, of course not,” I say, shaking my head.
“No, I’m being serious! He’s obviously into you. Clearly he wasn’t scared off by you being his son’s girlfriend. He’ll be back for more, you’ll see,” she says with a smug grin.
In the end we did end up doing some studying, to the obvious relief of the annoyed students around us. But I couldn’t stop thinking about Jordan. Nicole and I came to the conclusion that I shouldn’t contact him, but she was of the belief that I should totally go for it if the opportunity arose. If Jordan seeks me out, I should follow my instincts and let my body do the thinking, for a change. After all, that’s what I’ve been doing since I met him, and it’s worked out well. My curvy form responds to this man’s touch in a way that I can’t describe, his animal magnetism making me go wet and needy at a mere look.
But then why am I left with this clawing feeling inside? I know it’s because I want more from Jordan. I want to see him again, and yet I crave so much more than just the physical. I want the billionaire, mind, body, and soul. Yet how can I ask for that? After all, he’s an alpha male with the world at his fingertips … while I’m just a college girl with nothing to offer.
Chapter 9
JORDAN
I’ve wracked my brain, but there’s no way around it – Katie is Jimmy’s girlfriend. What the hell am I doing? Just as recently as a week ago, this wouldn’t have bothered me much. The way I’d fingered her under the table at that restaurant, that was the old me. Even taking her virginity the way I did, fucking her during the lacrosse game while Jimmy was playing, that was the old me, too. But that’s also when I started to change. I started out just wanting that plush, curvy body to myself. Her innocence and lack of experience was obvious – I’d had a feeling she was virgin. But it was that purity about her, combined with the sexual energy that emanated in waves, that made her irresistible.