Forbidden Love (3 page)

When I found him, he was severely
drunk. He wasn’t just celebrating. He had been drinking to forget.
I put his arm around my shoulder and helped to walk him out. He
pointed out two women at the bar and said, “I could have had a
threesome with them, but it seems some woman has poisoned my heart
to where I only want her.”

I took him back to my place. I didn’t
want to leave him alone like this. I stripped him down to his
underwear and tried to put him in bed.

“I need to pee.”

I help him to the bathroom. He leans
over the toilet and is doing the best he can to stand there. I
notice his massive erection, which is popping out of the top of his
boxer-briefs. I free him from his underwear and point him at the
toilet, even though he is fighting against me.

“Don’t tell Cathy you saw me this
way.”

He doesn’t know I’m standing beside
him. I try to comfort him. “She won’t find out. Just go to the
bathroom so I can put you to bed.”

His dick starts to get a little softer
as he starts to pee. I flush the toilet, pull his pants back up,
and wash our hands. As I’m walking him back to bed, he garbles out,
“It’s my birthday. How did I end up alone?”

I lay him down on the bed. “Shhh. Just
go to sleep, Jack. It will all be better tomorrow.”

“When I was a kid, I thought my
birthday wishes didn’t come true because I didn’t have enough
candles. How many candles do you need before your wishes finally
come true?”

I start to run my fingers through his
hair and caress his chest. “I don’t know. What did you wish
for?”

“I wished I had chosen Cathy over you
that night, or at least that we hadn’t had sex. Things would be so
much easier now.”

As he’s confessing things I’ve longed
to hear, he doesn’t know I’m taking care of his drunk body because
of how I feel for him. I helped him pee knowing that is how he
needed me at that moment, just like he once helped me change
diapers, play with a fussing kid while I tried to sleep, or brought
me dinner when I was too much of a mess to go out in public from
taking care of a baby all day.

As he babbles on about me, I hold him
tight. I take in the smell of his skin and am thankful for this one
chance to have him like this where he doesn’t have to think about
what is right or wrong. I kiss his neck and shoulders and know this
is the only time I will ever have to put my arms on his chest or to
wrap them around his waist.

He confides in me that he drank vodka
tonight knowing it would act the same as Viagra on him. He tells me
my mom was his booty call. He begs me to take advantage of him so
he can pretend my mom is me. I refuse him, even though he protests
it’s his birthday. He’s entitled to birthday sex.

I hold him even closer as I begin to
cry. I’m loving him as I’ve always wanted to and as I’m finding out
he is wanting me to, as well. I don’t take advantage of him in this
state. Instead, I grant his birthday wish and love him.

When he woke in the morning, he had no
memory of what he had said, or even of me being there fulfilling
his wish.

My mom can try to tell me I’m young
and deserve a good man in my life. She can tell me she wants me to
be happy, or that she is old and doesn’t deserve these things as
well. Even, “You’re a mother. You should know what a mother would
do for her child”, doesn’t justify having the talk with him. I
don’t want him to know what all he confessed to me. It would be
like betraying a friend, which I can’t do to him. I love him too
much. Having him in my life this way is better than not having him
at all.

I don’t want to screw up the best
thing I’ve never had.

About This Book

Jack is intending this as the first
part of a small series. He has more in mind for Jack and Cathy. He
can’t leave their desires unfulfilled. It goes against the romantic
in him.

Other Books By Jack
Gunthridge

Broken Hearts Damaged
Goods

Life

Life in the Master’s
Hands

Out of the Blue Nights of
Death and Desire

Out of the Blue Whispers in
the Dark

Out of the Blue Dying
Embers of Love