1. Meeting James - Chapter One


    Date: 12/20/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    genuinely interested in my college courses and my life in general, it felt like he was holding something back, an important subject that he had yet to broach with me. As the waiter cleared the dishes from our table and refilled our wine glasses, James’ face turned serious as he looked into my eyes. “Melanie, I want to see you again when I’m in Las Vegas next month.” I looked down, flustered at his statement. After collecting my thoughts, I said, “James, I can’t imagine what you must think of me. We meet and a couple of hours later I’m in your bed. I know you might not believe me, but last night was something I’ve never done before with a man. It was an amazing night, probably the most amazing night of my life, , but what we did last night isn't going to happen again. It was a one-time thing” It broke me up inside to see the hurt look in his eyes. Like a little boy who had just lost his puppy. He looked down, his confidence clearly shaken. “I shouldn't have expected a pretty young college girl like you to want to spend time with me. Hell, I’m old enough to be your father and then some.” My eyes widened as I processed his words. “James, my decision not to see you again has nothing to do with your age, or how you look. My life is a mess, and even though I've built a nice facade for you over the past twenty-four hours, there is a lot about me you don’t know.” His expression lightened once he learned that my not wanting to see him again had nothing to do with his age or ...
    appearance. “Has anything you told me been a lie up to this point?” he said, looking seriously into my eyes. I gasped, “Of course not.” “Then fill in the details of your messed up life for me,” he said, as a smile returned to his face. I let out a low sigh. I didn't even like to think about my problems, much less admit them to myself, and now I was about to air my dirty laundry to someone I hardly knew. I looked down, trying to collect my thoughts, thinking of the best way to proceed. “James, I've only been in college for a year and a half, and I already have a mountain of student loan debt. The lease is up on my apartment and my roommate is moving in with her boyfriend, so in another month I’ll probably have to move back into the dorm, because I can’t afford to pay the rent by myself. I drive a beat up Honda Civic that my parents bought me when I turned sixteen and it’s on its last legs. The dress and shoes that I wore last night maxed out my credit cards, but I didn't have the heart to tell my friend I couldn't go with her because I didn't have anything nice enough to wear. I am probably the most proud person you will ever meet, and a couple times a month I have to call my parents and beg them for money.” At this point I could feel the tears start to well up in my eyes and I felt like a foolish child for unburdening my soul to someone I barely knew. “And don’t think I told you this to get your sympathy, because I’m not asking for it and I don’t want it,” I added. He tried to force ...
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