Needing Some Comfort

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Erika was in her mid thirties and she had twin boys. She was married at one time but she and her husband at the time ended up divorcing because their marriage simply wasn't working out. All they used to do was fight. Erika was seeing a new guy named Jason but that relationship just ended when Erika found out Jason was banging some 20 something year old. Jason soon broke up with her after that.

For days, Erika has been in bed crying and a mess over the breakup. The twins have been at camp so she's had the house to herself. After pulling herself together, Erika gets into her car and drives over to her ex's place. She knows her ex has been seeing someone else too but she just needed someone.

She took a deep breath, knocked on the door, her eyes were red and hurting from crying. She hoped her ex was home.

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Andy was kicking back . . a quiet evening at home, alone. Debbie, his new interest was working late, and besides, they were not totally exclusive yet . . at least she didn't think so.

So who can be knocking now . . probably the kids next door threw a ball into his yard . . . or that religious nut from down the street was dropping off some more 'reading material'.

Looking out he saw Erika's car . . . opening the door, it was obvious that she had been crying . . and for quite a while, her eyes were really red. "Come in. What's up, babe . . . somethign with the boys?" Yeah, they were divorced, but now they could at least be civil to one another . . . the had both moved on.
 
Her ex husband, Andy, was a good man overall. Sure, their marriage didn't work out because they fought all the time. But even though they were divorced, he was a good dad to the boys. They had both moved on with their loved lives...at least Erika had until she found Jason was screwing some blonde and eventually broke up with her.

"No..no..the boys are fine. Andy...can I come in? I mean, if you're busy..I understand." She said. She hoped his new girlfriend wasn't around because that would be pathetic. Erika didn't really have anyone else to turn to right now.
 
"Sure . . . just taking it easy . . . figure there is a ball game on TV. . . so just having a beer. Beer? I do have some of that wine you used to like . . . "
 
"Some wine would be good." I nodded as I walked into his home. He had gotten this apartment after we divorced. I sat down on the couch and waited for him to return. He had always been a good friend, even though we were divorced and moved on. And right now, I was miserable and felt completely alone.
 
Andy returned with a glass of wine and set it on the table in front of the couch where Erika was sitting. He had a strange feeling that her emotional state had something to do with her current boyfriend. He had never met him, but the boys had told him 'Jason' was younger than their Mom and they thought he was a 'jerk'.

For some reason, Jason sat on the other end of the couch from Erika, rather than his usual recliner . . . "OK, I know you didn't come here for a glass of wine. so what's up?"
 
"I know I shouldn't even be here. You're with Sammy now..and I know she probably wouldn't appreciate me being here." I tell my ex softly as I took a sip of wine. "It's Jason...he cheated..and broke up with me." I say sadly, my heart still hurting from the entire thing as I starred into the glass of white wine you brought me.
 
"Actually, I'm with Debbie now; guess the boys haven't kept you up to date (laughing) . . . and if she gets upset because you're here . . . too bad. I'm a big boy, as you well know, and I can talk to my boys' Mom whenever and wherever I like."
 
"Thanks for that, Andy." I say softly as I took another sip of wine. "Jason was cheating on me with some young blonde slut." I say softly as I felt a tear fall down my cheek. I couldn't believe another man burned me again. "I'm sorry..you probably don't want to hear about my miserable love life."
 
As much of a pain in the ass as I was for you, I still don't like it when some prick hurts you. Without even thinking, I slide across the couch and wrap my arm around your shoulder . . . might as well dry those tears on my shirt instead of the back of your hand.
 
I scooted closer to you on the couch and wrapped an arm around your waist as I leaned my head against your shoulder. I knew we had a nasty divorce but we were friends now and I really needed you. "Thank you..." I whisper softly, just letting you hold me in your arms.
 
What am I getting into (thinking to myself) . . . I know we will both do anything for the twins, but not sure this is part of the plan. Damn, Erika even feels good next to me. "Hey, have you had any dinner yet? I was going to order a pizza or something, but if you want, we can just run out somewhere and grab a bite . . . I'll bet you haven't eaten a decent meal all week with the twins at camp, and that other prick playing with your mind." (Guess I should be careful about how I talk about him.)
 
For some reason, I felt content with the way you held me. I knew you had moved on but being here with you made me forget the prick who had hurt me. 'No, no...pizza would be just perfect, thank you Andy." I say, resting my head to your shoulder. I didn't know why, but I just felt so comfortable with you..even after all this time.
 
"You need to freshen up or anything before we go . . . I know this is a guy's apartment, but I do keep clean towels in the bathroom. I'll just throw on a different shirt with these jeans and I'll be ready when you are." Standing up and grabbing your hand and pulling you up from the couch . . . "Bathroom is down the hall on the left."

Walking into the bedroom to change shirts . . . not even thinking to close the door, I pull off the old t-shirt I put on when I got home and put on a clean knit, unbuckling and unzipping my jeans to tuck it in . . . forgetting completely that you are in the bathroom across the hall.
 
I head upstairs to clean up my face. I don't realize that you're in the bedroom across the hall. I heard a noise so I glance over, seeing you tucking in your shirt. I noticed how well built you are...that sexy body. God, I can't help it. I know you're with Debbie now but I just can't help but stare.
 
Startled as you get to the bathroom door and look my direction . . . "Oh, shit, Erika . . . I'm sorry, I didn't even think about you." Once you go on in and close the door, I finish tucking my shirt in . . . and damn, I got a bit aroused when I realized you saw me with my jeans open like that . . .

Going on back to the living room to wait for you . . . is this really a good idea . . . too late now, but surely we can both continue to be decent with each other . . . the twins are definitely counting on us being that way with each other . . .
 
I stay upstairs in the bathroom for a few extra moments, imagining what you still look like with your shirt off. You always did work out and you had a sexy looking body. After a few moments, I came downstairs and see you downstairs.

"Andy..." I whisper softly as I come closer to you. Before I lose my nerve completely, I put my hand to your cheek and kiss your lips ever so softly.
 
Not knowing what to say or do, I pull back from your kiss . . . "Erika, what the . . .?" But realizing that your lips still feel so soft . . . I wrap both arms around you and pull you close to me, feeling your soft body against me . . .
 
I feel your strong, yet gentle arms around me. I softly wrap my arms around your neck, looking into your sexy eyes. "I'm sorry..I just wanted to know what it felt like again. If you want me to leave...I can." I whisper softly.
 
Not even realizing what I am doing, I start running my hands up and down your back . . stopping just before I reach your hips . . . feeling you press your body even more against me . . . god, I remember those breasts . . . and they still feel good . . . '

"Baby . . . let's back up a step here . . . I'll follow you back to your house and we can drop your car off and then go get the pizza . . . " Not waiting for an answer, I lean over and press my lips against yours . . . not the kind a kiss a guy normally gives his ex!!
 
I feel your strong yet gentle hands moving down my back, reaching my hips. I press my body against yours gently. I feel your lips on mine again. "Maybe I don't want to go anywhere...maybe I just want to stay just like this.." I whisper, bringing my hand to your cheek and placing a kiss on your lips again..unable to help myself.
 
"Erika . . . are you sure this is what you want to do . . . we're treading on some pretty scary territory right now . . ."
 
"I'm sorry...I should just go." I whisper softly, realizing that I had jut made a total ass out of myself. I was coming onto my ex who had moved on with his life and it was obvious he wanted absolutely nothing to do with me in that way.
 
"No, don't go . . . you just took me by surprise . . . but, if you are serious about this, then let's go back to your house. I know that sounds like I'm trying to push you away . . . but, baby, I'm not . . . so you tell me, do you want me to follow you home?"
 
"Follow me home..please Andy.." I whisper to him. He was my ex and I knew we would probably never get back together but there was nothing wrong with a little friends with benefits. And I knew we could have a fun time together..if only for tonight.
 
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