Jamie Ch. 08

It'd only been a couple minutes but I felt my own orgasm beginning to build right along with hers. I grunted with each thrust into her pussy.

Droplets of sweat began to gather on my forehead and her face was glistening as well. She continued to scream obscenities, encouraging me to bang her harder, and I gladly obeyed. My balls tightened suddenly and cum shot up my shaft, splashing and coating her insides with violent explosions. I shuddered and shook as my orgasm crashed and she did the same as her own orgasm finally released. I was amazed that we came together and so hard.

We looked into each other's eyes and kissed again. Then a loud tapping on the driver's side window scared the ever living shit out of us. I turned around and saw a State Trooper standing outside the window.

"Oh fuck," we said together. I pulled my pants up as quickly as I could and sat in the driver's seat to roll down the window.

"Step out of the vehicle, please," he demanded.

I listened to the officer and got out of the truck while Jamie put her clothes on.

"I'm sorry, officer. We just sorta lost-"

"Shut it, son, if you know what's good for you," he said and then looked past me as he watched Jamie put her clothes back on. I didn't need to see past his aviators to know that he liked what he saw. "Walk with me," he said.

I looked at him confused but I didn't argue. We walked to the rear of the truck where he pointed out the rear lights.

"Do you see an issue?" he asked.

I studied the truck but both rear lights were on.

I remember we hadn't even bothered to turn the truck off when we stopped to fuck.

"No, sir. The brake lights seem to be working."

"Your hazards aren't on. You're pulled off to the side of the road, in an emergency parking area."

"Oh," I said. That's it? I thought

"Come on, son. You think I'd arrest you for taking a couple minutes to fuck her?" he whispered.

I did everything I could to keep my jaw from dropping. I think I failed because the State Trooper laughed his ass off.

"Son, I don't blame you for stopping. If I was traveling with a girl like her, I'm not sure we'd be getting far. But, next time you decide to pull over, turn on your hazards or, better yet, shut off your truck. More than likely people will think you're stopping to rest your eyes for a bit."

"So, we're not in trouble for indecent exposure?"

"No one saw you but me, and there is nothing indecent about your girl," he laughed and then shook my hand. "Consider this a warning. Be careful, son."

The Trooper walked to his car and drove away, but not before flipping the switch on his siren a couple times.

I shook my head as I walked back to the cab of the truck. Jamie leaned out, her beautiful breasts practically falling out of her tiny black tank top. If we hadn't just been caught by an officer of the law, I would have fucked her again right there.

"What happened?" she asked, crawling back to her seat in the middle of the bench seat as I pulled myself up into the truck.

I shut the door, still shaking my head. "Thank you for being so hot," I said and chuckled nervously.

She looked at me confused. "What?"

I laughed again, starting to near hysterics. "He told me that next time we pull over to fuck on the side of the road, to turn on the hazard lights or shut off the truck."

"We aren't in trouble for sex in public or for indecent exposure?"

I laughed again. "He said he would have done the same thing if he were me and that there was nothing indecent about you."

Jamie cracked a smile and chuckled. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

I shook my head, barely breathing due to my laughter. Jamie began to laugh harder as well and, soon, we were both laughing uncontrollably. We waited until we were both calm before continuing our drive into Flagstaff, AZ.

"We're on track for becoming a couple exhibitionists aren't we?" Jamie joked.

I laughed. "I think that's as far as I'll go with fucking in public."

"Oh, me too," she agreed. We looked at each other and busted out laughing again. Tears streamed down both of our faces. This was by far the greatest road trip either of us had ever been on.

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An hour later we stopped and filled up the gas tank again. Right next to the gas station was a Denny's, so we stopped and ate. We were both starving after our little tryst on the side of I-40. After our meal, we headed over to the NAU campus where Jamie's "friend" worked. He graduated a few years ago and was now an assistant football coach at the school. He owned a small house near the campus that he shared with two roommates, who happened to be a dating couple Jamie also knew.

We parked the big truck along the curb and walked up to the house together. When we knocked on the door, a gorgeous redhead answered.

"Jamie!" she nearly shouted excitedly and hugged her friend. "What are you doing here? And who is this?" she drilled her for answers.

"This is my really good friend, Jason."

"Friend, or 'friend'?" she asked with a wink, using her fingers to form quotes when she emphasized the word "friend".

Jamie laughed and just made quotes with her own fingers.

"Oh my gosh!" she said excitedly and hugged Jamie again. "My name is Candace, but you can call me Candy."

"It's nice to meet you, Candy. I'm Jason," I said shaking the hand she extended to me. I couldn't help but check her out real quick. She was definitely a very attractive girl; bright red, curly hair, fair skin with lots of freckles that actually enhanced her beauty, a tight waste, curvy hips and big, round, perky breasts.

Honestly, if I hadn't been so in love with Jamie, I would have done this girl where she stood.

"I think he likes you," Jamie teased.

I looked at her wide-eyed. "I, uh," I stammered.

Jamie and Candy laughed and then Jamie kissed me on the cheek. "It's okay, Jason. I would have thought there was something seriously wrong with you if you hadn't checked her out. Hell, if we weren't together, I'd do her myself!"

"Don't act like that's never happened," Candy said, lowering her voice.

My cock twitched. I was regretting our decision to never have a threesome again. Maybe Jamie meant that we would never do that again with someone we didn't know. But, then again, it would be even more difficult if we knew the girl because there would already be a familiarity and, therefore, a risk of attachment.

"I know where your head's going, Jason. Don't press your luck," Jamie said and laughed as she followed Candy inside.

I didn't know how Jamie knew what I was thinking, but I probably wasn't hiding it very well. I followed them into the small house. It was decorated comfortably with scenic paintings of wooded areas and cabins in the woods. An older-looking couch and loveseat set were set up in the center of the living room facing a 57" flat screen TV; a brown, leather recliner sat to the left of the couch, facing the TV at a side angle.

The walls had a very rustic, cabin look to them.

"The place looks great!" Jamie said, setting her purse down on the couch as she perused the room.

"Thanks! Tom and I picked up some stuff for the living room not too long ago. Chase still has his man-cave, though," Candy said with a roll of her eyes.

"So, where are Tom and Chase?"

"They should be back any minute. They just went to pick up the keg for the part tonight."

"Oh, you're having a party?" Jamie asked uneasily.

"Yeah. Tom and I are engaged!" she said, showing off her hand. I don't know why I hadn't noticed the modest diamond ring on her finger. It was beautiful, but simple. It seemed to be more fitting to Jamie than Candy. I would have expected her to have something bigger and flashier.

"Oh my god!" Jamie cried. She hugged Candy and then grabbed Candy's left hand, inspecting the ring.

"It's just a starter ring. It's all Tom could afford right now, but he said for an anniversary he will upgrade it. But, I don't even care about that! I'm just excited that we're finally getting married!"

"Candy, I'm so happy for you guys!" Jamie said and hugged her again.

"Thanks. You guys should totally stick around for the party!" Candy said.

Jamie looked at me and I shrugged. It didn't matter to me what we did. But, I did see this as putting a hold on her talking to Chase, which is who I assumed was her sort-of-boyfriend.

"Is that okay?" Jamie asked me.

"Hey, it's totally up to you, babe. If you wanna stick around and celebrate with your friends, I'm totally okay with that."

"Jamie, did you come here to see Chase?" Candy asked.

Jamie looked back at her friend. "Yeah. I've kinda led him on to think something might happen one day. I just need to let him know about Jason and I."

"You two are serious?" Candy asked.

"Yeah. It's just one of those things, you know? I mean, you and Tom were friends for years and then just realized you loved each other one day, right?"

"Kinda. Tom had no idea I liked him, but I never gave up and he finally woke up," she said, giving a quick explanation of their relationship.

"Well, consider me the Tom in our relationship, then," Jamie said with a nervous laugh.

Candy looked at me. "You've been after her for years?"

I nodded. "Ever since I was sixteen. I've dated other girls and thought they were great, but every time I saw Jamie again, it was like all those old feelings from when I was younger just came rushing back. And when I went through my divorce, Jamie was there for me at times when I needed a friend, even though we were in different states. When she told me she was moving back to California, I offered to help her move back. Then, one thing led to another and...here we are!"

"Aw! That is such a cute story! Aside from the divorce part, of course." Candy said. I blushed and grinned at her like an idiot.

"And, now, I need to let Chase know about us," Jamie said.

"Yeah, you should. It might be just what he needs to push him towards this great girl I've had picked out for him for months! She hangs out here a lot, and she really likes him, but he won't give any girl the time of day because he's stuck on you!"

Jamie's mouth twisted in a guilty look.

"Oh god!" Candy said. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it to sound that way! It's not your fault, Jamie. He's an idiot, really!"

"Well, I strung him along and made him think something might happen. If breaking his heart will ultimately make him happier in the long run, then I need to do it."

A truck pulled up in the driveway. "That's Tom with the keg. Chase was supposed to meet him there when he finished at the school. Hopefully he's right behind him. Come on, Jason. I'll introduce you to my fiancé!"

She led us back outside where we met Tom, a good-looking guy with brown hair, hazel eyes and a decent build at 5'9". He looked like he kept in shape but wasn't necessarily a ripped jock.

Another guy got out of the other side, but he was much bigger. He stood at about 6'2", bulging muscles, a shaved head and dark sunglasses. His plain white T-shirt stretched over his huge pectorals and tight abs and his jeans, which would have been baggy on me, were tight against his thighs. I prayed to God this wasn't Chase.

"Doug! What are you doing here?" Candy asked and jumped into his burly arms, kissing him on the cheek.

"I couldn't let you have a party without me, Baby Sister."

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't date a guy who look like that," Jamie whispered.

"Thank God. He could probably crumple me up and use me as a football."

Jamie laughed and that's what caught Doug's attention.

"Is that little Jamie?" he asked, setting Candy down. I wasn't sure if they were really related, or if "Baby Sister" was a nickname. He lumbered over and took Jamie up in his big arms. She didn't seem to struggle against him, so I assumed he was something of a gentle giant.

"Hey Doug, it's good to see you," Jamie said hugging his neck.

"Damn you look good, Jamie," he said setting her down. "Who's this guy?"

"This is my friend, Jason. He and I go way back."

Doug stretched out his hand to me and I took it. Well, more like he took mine. My hand completely disappeared inside of his, but he didn't crush my hand. He was firm, still, but he didn't break any of my bones with his handshake.

"Any friend of Jamie's is a friend of mine. It's nice to meet you, Jason."

"You too, Doug. God, you're huge," I said.

Doug laughed. "That's what she said," he joked and we all laughed with him. "I like this dude. You treat her right?" he asked me, tightening his grip on my hand slightly.

"Of course, with utmost respect."

He looked at Jamie with an eyebrow raised. He reminded me of The Rock.

"He's a perfect gentleman, Doug."

Doug laughed. "Just fuckin' with ya, bro. Jamie's a great girl, though. Like a little sister."

"That's good to know, man. I'm glad she's had someone like you in her life to look out for her."

Doug grinned and then went to the back of the truck. He hefted the keg up out of the bed and carried it into the now opened garage. Tom stepped up to me and shook my hand as well.

"Jason, right?" he asked and I nodded. "I'm Tom. It's nice to meet you. Like Doug said, any friend of Jamie's is a friend of ours." He leaned in a little closer. "You two a little more than friends?" he whispered.

I nodded.

He sucked wind in between his teeth. "This should be an interesting night. Welcome to our home, bro."

"Thanks, I think," I half-joked. Tom chuckled and then went up to his fiancée. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he slid his around her waist and they locked themselves in a deep French kiss. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist and he walked inside.

"We may not see them for a while," Doug joked.

"Fuck you!" Tom called back and we laughed as we followed them inside.

A couple hours later, the engagement party was in full swing. The house was crowded with people I didn't know, drinks were being passed around in Solo cups of different colors, and music was blaring. It felt more like a college party than an engagement party.

"This is how they have partied for as long as I've known them," Jamie explained as we sat together on the couch.

"Well, at least they know how to have fun!"

"That they do, but don't let the party fool you. They're very responsible outside of their parties."

"Jason!" I heard Doug's deep, booming voice break through the crowd of people dancing in the living room. He found us on the couch and grabbed my shoulder.

"What's up, Doug?"

"Dude, I need a partner for beer pong!"

"I've never played before!" I shouted over the music.

"Doesn't matter, bro. Come on, be my partner! Chase isn't here and Tom's probably bangin' Candy upstairs!" he laughed.

I looked at Jamie and she shrugged. "It's up to you!"

"Come cheer me on?" I asked.

She smiled and then stood up. "Let's go, Champ!"

Doug clapped and let out a loud "whoop" over the music and then headed for the garage. I followed him through the crowd with Jamie in tow.

"I'll be right there. I'll get us drinks!" she said as we bypassed the kitchen.

"Okay!" I said and kissed her. I then turned and followed Doug into the garage where two other guys were setting up the table. They looked a lot younger than us. They were probably students from NAU.

"You went and got an old guy?" one of the young kids asked.

"Old guy? Are you even old enough to drink, kid?" I asked as I stepped up to the table.

"Who gives a fuck? Can your liver handle the drinks, or will you need a transplant halfway through?"

I smiled at the kid. "Shut up and fill up the cups, sonny boy."

The kid laughed and filled the cups with whatever beer came from the keg.

"What kind of beer?" I asked Doug.

"Just some Miller Light. Better to have cheap stuff in the keg for beer pong than good stuff."

"Good point. I'll drink it as best as I can. I'm not much of a beer drinker."

He slapped me on the back. "Ah, you'll be fine."

"Hey, can I ask you something before we get started?"

"Sure, bro, what's up?" he asked a little quieter since he could tell I was being more serious.

"What's Chase like?"

Doug gave me a knowing look. He definitely defied the dumb jock profile. He knew exactly what I was getting at.

"He's got a bit of a temper, but, don't worry, man. Jamie is well protected here. I really doubt he'd try to do anything either. He may be a prick sometimes, but he's a decent guy to the ladies, especially Jamie. He's crazy about her."

"That's what I'm afraid of. When you're crazy about someone, you're more likely to snap or go crazy yourself when things blow up in your face."

Doug considered my point and nodded. "We'll keep an eye on things. In fact, hold that thought," he said and pulled out his smart phone. He texted someone and waited a minute for the response.

"All taken care of, bro. Candy is keeping an eye on Jamie. I think Chase showed up just as we were coming out here."

That must have been why she hung back.

"She's talking to him," I stated. "She told me she was getting drinks for me and her."

"She was heading that way. He probably caught her by surprise. No worries, man. She's in good hands. Plus, Candy is going to call or text me if anything crazy happens, which I seriously doubt."

I took a deep breath and looked at the two college kids staring at us from the other side of the garage.

"Ready to kick these kids' asses?" I asked Doug.

"Hell yeah, bro!"

They let us toss first saying age before beauty. Doug went first and sunk his ball in a cup. I sunk mine as well and both of them drank from their cups. They took their turn and made one but bounced the other. Doug drank the one they made.

The game went back and forth, but Doug was really good. He never missed. We got to the last two cups on their side and we still had six of our original ten. I took the first shot and almost missed. It circled the rim and then fell into the beer before they could blow the ball out of the cup. Doug took his turn and sunk it with a bullet-like toss into the last cup.

"You didn't need me, bro!" I told Doug.

He laughed. "I did just to be able to play. Told

you you'd be fine!"

Just then his phone went off. It was a text from Candy and Doug had a concerned look on his face.

"Upstairs, bro. Go and check it out. Don't act hastily though!" he called after me as I ran out of the garage, through the laundry room and into the house. I bypassed the kitchen and then turned at the foot of the stairs in the living room.

Without hesitation I bolted up the stairs and stopped at the top where Candy was waiting.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Look, they were both a bit tipsy and went into his room. I haven't heard anything yet, but I know he didn't look too happy. I think they just needed a quieter place to talk."

"Which room is his?" I asked.

"Jason-"

"Which room?" I demanded

She pointed at the double doors at the end of the hall, to the right of the stairs. I walked down to the end and stopped at the door. I could hear them speaking inside, so I quieted my breathing and tried to calm my heart rate as I listened.

"...of course I do. I will always love you," I heard Jamie say. I stumbled backwards and almost tripped over my feet.

"But you love this...guy?" he asked angrily.

"Yes, I do."

"You need to make a decision, Jamie. Him or me?"

"Chase..." she started to say, but I'd heard enough. I stood up straighter and then turned towards Candy, but my head began to spin and suddenly I was on the floor. I heard voices saying my name, but they were slipping away. Then everything went black.

When I woke, I was still in the middle of the hallway, a pillow behind my head and two beautiful girls looking down at me. Neither was Jamie, though. One was Candy and the other was some other girl from the party. Three guys stood behind them as well: Doug, Tom and the boyfriend of the random girl, I assumed