What a Difference a Summer Makes- Part 4a

Author’s Note: Fans of this series, I am TRULY sorry for the long wait. This is a labor of love and I try to carefully craft this story to the best of my ability. I want to give you, the reader, the best experience I can by giving you a clear visual of the characters and the environment they’re in. This series is more than about sex so if you are looking for a quick sex romp this is not the story for you.

This latest installment WILL BE VERY LONG and I’ve chosen to break it up into a Part A and Part B because of its length. Part B will be posted in a few days from this release.

There will be a great focus on character development this time around as the sex portion will be at a minimum in Part A. I will use musical breaks to pay tribute to some of my favorite television shows I watched growing up along with some of my favorite songs of today.

Please enjoy and like always, constructive criticism is ALWAYS welcomed! Without further ado I present:

What a Difference a Summer Makes- Part 4a

Prologue

The saying goes: The more things change. The more they stay the same. Uggh, I thought this shit was behind me, but tonight proved I was wrong, dead wrong! How come this shit keeps happening to me? From as early as I can remember my parents always told me to treat people how I wanted to be treated. I’m one of the good guys – at least I thought I was. This may be the problem.

Should I change?

Don’t make emotional decisions dad always told me – but, right now, I feel so much rage that I don’t know if I can follow that train of thought.

“Chad, please – please don’t leave! I’m so sorry! I’m begging you not to leave!” Lisa plead reaching for my arm.

“Get your damn hands off of me!” I exploded shrugging my arms from her grasp as I stormed towards my car, “You fucking used me!”

Lisa began sobbing, “No – no, I didn’t. I swear I didn’t Chad! Please stop and let me explain!”

“Oh, yeah. You’re going to explain why you had your exes dick in your mouth! Don’t bother – tell it to another loser. I don’t want to fucking hear it!”

Just as I reached the handle of my car door, I hear a voice off in the distance, “Wait for me! You’re not driving alone!”

Turning my head, I see Kimmie running toward our direction. Lisa also sees her and starts, “Please not now Kimmie! I’m trying to talk to Chad in private; give us a sec ok?”

Kimmie glares at Lisa and hissed, “Not ok. He’s my best friend and what you just did to him is despicable.”

“Ohhhh please Kimmie,” Lisa rolled her eyes and then chided, “you don’t even want us together – so, fuck off!”

That was a VERY bad move by Lisa.

I know Kimmie like the back of my hand and I whipped around faster than a New York minute and grabbed her by the waist just as she lunged towards Lisa’s throat screaming, “FUCK OFF?! Say that to me one more time BITCH! I fucking dare you slut!”

Lisa jumped back quickly in horror, just out of reach, as I was holding onto Kimmie for dear life.

“Get the fuck out of here Lisa before she kills you!” I warned struggling to keep my grip on Kimmie.

Kimmie had a very short fuse; if she felt disrespected in any way, she would just see red and go bat-shit crazy! Many, many times, Joe or I had to stop her from beating the shit out of someone!

Lisa didn’t budge. She just stood there staring at me with worry in her eyes that said she didn’t want me to go and she was willing to get her ass beat if that meant me staying.

“I LOVE you Chad,” Lisa emphasized with a sniffle, “even though you hate me right now.”

Hearing those words made both Kimmie and I stop in our tracks as we stared at Lisa then back at each other.

She loves me? What?

“What – what did you say?” I said perplexed.

How did I get here again?

Chapter 1

As I stood by the bathroom door watching Taylor in her sports bra and Lacie cheeky panty taking selfies, in front of her full-length mirror, making over-exaggerated poses it made my dick rise instantly! She notices me, in the reflection, lights up into a smile then begins to flirtatiously dance and sing along to Ariana Grande’s Break up with your girlfriend, I’m bored:

You got me some type of way (Hmm)

Ain’t used to feelin’ this way (Mmm-mmm)

I do not know what to say (Yeah, yeah)

But I know I shouldn’t think about it

Took one fuckin’ look at your face (Hmm)

Now I wanna know how you taste (Mmm-mmm)

Usually don’t give it away (Yeah, yeah)

But you know I’m out here thinkin’ ’bout it

Then I realized she’s right there

And I’m at home like, “Damn, this ain’t fair”

Break up with your girlfriend

Yeah, yeah, ’cause I’m bored

You can hit it in the mornin’ (Mornin’)

Yeah, yeah, like it’s yours

I know it ain’t right

But I don’t care (Care)

Break up with your girlfriend

Yeah, yeah, ’cause I’m bored

As I’m watching her sway her hips seductively to the song, I can honestly say that Taylor is quite the beauty, but to see her up close only reinforces that statement. Each part of her was as if angels themselves crafted her. I must have done something right for the gods to have brought her into my life.

“What are you thinking about?” Taylor asks with a hint of seduction seeing me with a devilish grin on my face leaning up against the wall.

Slowly I walked up behind her giving her ass a quick slap to which she cooed. Turning her around with our faces only inches away from one another I whisper, “What do you think I’m thinking about?”

She let out a small giggle that was a mixture of both innocence and sin that only she can pull off naturally.

“Down boy,” she teased, “we don’t have time for this now. You have somewhere to be in about twenty minutes.”

Of course, she is right, but I don’t care as I’m taking in her natural scent kissing my way gently up her neck to her lips that taste of cherry. I’m lost in this moment. I yanked her to me and covered her mouth with mine in a hungry kiss. It was magic, the way our lips connected together. Her mouth was so tender and warm, I opened my mouth with a low moan. Taylor splayed her hand against my chest with the intention to push me away but just left it there.

She hesitantly looked up at me panting, “Chad, please -please. We HAVE to go.”

“I know – I know,” I breathed as we continued kissing, “I just want to show you something.”

I had swirls of emotion running through my veins, mainly lust and desire.

“I know what you want to show me, mister!” she squealed nibbling on my earlobe, “But we have to – OHHH FUCK!” Taylor didn’t realize why she was talking I had my plan set in motion with my cock already out as I pulled her panties to the side and entered her treasure box.

“What were you saying?” I said softly while pumping in and out of her slow and deliberate. Her pussy was on fire and dripping wet. It felt so slick and velvety around my cock.

All Taylor could do was hold me tight and just whisper my name repeatedly as she was riding her first wave of an orgasm.

The kisses were long and deep. She wrapped her legs around my waist with each thrust going faster and deeper. Within minutes our bodies ended in a fantastic eruption of orgasmic bliss with me emptying every ounce of fluid into her love canal. We both screamed in heavenly pleasure staring at each other like we could see our souls in the other’s eyes.

“Holy SHIT!” we both exclaimed collapsing to the floor drenched with sweat with our arms and legs entangled. She was the first to get up because I was too weak to even sit up, let alone stand-up.

Taylor brought me a cold bottle of water as I still laid on the floor in the middle of her bedroom. Sitting down next to me and giving me a kiss, she brought her hands up to my cheeks, “Chad, we have to go. Don’t leave Kimmie waiting.”

Ah, Kimmie, yes.

Reluctantly, I slowly stood up then downed the bottle of water trying to regain some of my strength.

I knew she was right, I thought to myself as I turned toward the door when it hit me, “Wait! We? You’re coming with me?”

“That’s right,” Taylor nodded, “you’re going to need me as backup just in case, plus I could use a good workout.”

“Ummm,” I teased giving a quick glance to the area we just finished having sex on and giving a couple of hip thrusts, “I thought – umm, we just finished a good workout a few minutes ago?”

“You know,” Taylor said jokingly putting her head to hand, “you’re an idiot. Let’s go before I change my mind.”

This was totally unexpected but welcomed because I did feel I may need someone to come along. The last time Kimmie and I were together it didn’t end so well.

As we stood in the front of Taylor’s condo for the car my mind began to wander: What am I going to say to Kimmie? What is she going to say to me?

One incident can’t really destroy twelve years of friendship, could it?

I snapped back to the present with Taylor rambling on about something regarding her glutes as the valet pulled up with my car. Her eyes opened up like saucers, “Holy Shit! Is this you?!” she said excitedly, “This is nice Chad!”

“Thanks, I got it for my birthday. Surprised the shit out of me.”

“I bet it did. Let’s go. I want to see how this bad boy feels on the road!” bubbled Taylor as she grabbed the keys from the valet.

“SURE – by all means, you can drive MY car. I just got it today. Not a big deal AT all,” I said sarcastically.

“YOU…just finished riding a fine specimen,” Taylor teased while striking a sexy pose then giggled, “Now it’s my turn! Get in.”

The valet driver stunned at what he just heard quickly coughed.

“Have a good day sir,” he said with a smirk looking at me as I immediately turned red with embarrassment handing him a ten-dollar tip.

“Thank you. You too.”

She has NO FILTER. But I admire that about her.

On our drive to the beach we joked, sang some songs on the radio and I also talked to her about Lisa. She seemed to be very impressed with how things ended up with Lisa last night or should I say early this morning. Taylor is such a carefree spirit and just so easy to talk to as no topic was off limits with her.

“You’ve been working overtime these last couple of days,” Taylor joked with a wink, “Bianca, Lisa and me three times.”

Looking at her side-eyed I teased, “Well, you know what they say, right?”

“No Chad – What do THEY say?”

“Young, dumb and full of CUM!”

Taylor suddenly doubled herself over and burst out into laughter. “Wow!” she cackled, “That’s so corny but SOOO Chad at the same time. You can’t help but laugh,” she paused rocking back and forth, “You’re stupid. Oh my gosh!”

“Just watch the road before you get us both killed!” I jested.

I loved Taylor’s laugh. It wasn’t overly robust and loud, but rather soft and gentle. It lights me up inside every time I hear it.

Chapter 2

It was one of those perfect eighty-three-degree weather, baby-blue sky days at Deerfield Beach. Coupled with the smell of fresh sea-water from a light, gentle breeze. This was a postcard perfect day with the sun beaming down warming our skin.

Looking out onto the beach it wasn’t overly crowded. Some kids playing in the sand, guys and girls on boogie boards and some people just resting, taking in the sun on their last few days before the end of summer. I reached into my pocket for my phone to text Kimmie on where we would meet, I saw a message from her that read: I see you. Meet me up by the pier.

Quickly I glanced at Taylor who returned a warm smile. “She’s over there,” I said pointing out at the pier, “let’s do this.”

I have to say that I’m not nervous. Maybe because Taylor is with me or maybe because I saw Kimmie and Joe last night which kind of got all my nervousness out or maybe because I just had some incredible sex (lol). Whatever it is, all I know is I am calm and clear-headed.

Just as we approach the pier Taylor stops me, “Go on Chad. I’ll be right here if you need me.”

“Ok,” I replied letting out a sigh and giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

Continuing on along the pier, Taylor calls out to me, “Chad?”

I turn back around to her. “Twelve-years,” Taylor emphasized with a heartfelt expression, “Just remember twelve-years. She made a mistake that she will regret for the rest of her life. Really try and give her a chance, ok?”

How did she know I was thinking that earlier? I almost choked up when she said that. Keep it together Chad. Keep it together.

As I got closer, Kimmie and my eyes locked onto one another. My anger from yesterday kept me from not appreciating the woman standing in front of me. She was more stunning now than she has ever been. I’ve seen other boys, grown men even, trip over themselves in her presence, she is that beautiful! With every step I made toward her I had flashbacks of us growing up. I’d see us play-fighting in the pool, paintballing, watching movies, bike riding etc. There was hardly a moment in my life that she and Joe were not a part of. They were a part of the best times of my life and now, regrettably, all I can think about is that night. FUCK!

Thinking about what Taylor said crept into my mind; twelve-years.

Yes, they did hurt me but they’re still my friends – best friends. I know, deep down, I still love Kimmie and Joe and they still love me. Love means taking the good times and the hard times. It means standing by the other in times of heartbreak, easing their pain, seeing them for the human being that they are. How else do we show that our friendship is more than words? Love requires action.

Finally standing in front of Kimmie we stared at one another which seemed like an eternity. No words were needed, but the hurt, the pain, the sorrow and the love were in both of our eyes. I finally pulled her into an embrace and held her tight and we both started to cry.

“I – I love you. I’m sorry Squirt. I’m so – so sorry. You’re my very best friend in the world and I betrayed you. Please forgive me,” she sobbed into my shoulder.

Hugging her tightly I cried, “I do, and I love you too Kimmie.”

She sobbed even more, after those words, with tears flooded like the waters rushing down from a waterfall and the only time, she’d stop was to fill her lungs with air.

She wiped some of her tears off my shoulder sniffling, “Look at me, I got your t-shirt all soaked.”

“It’s ok Kimmie. These are tears of joy. I’m just glad to have my best friend back,” I said with what seemed like a lump in my throat.

“Me too Squirt. Me too.”

Boy, did I miss her. More than I thought.

We instantly fell back in to our same routine. Talking with Kimmie was sort of a playful dance. We were funny together – in a goofy sort of way. We talked for quite a bit before I realized… Oh shit, Taylor!

“Give me a sec Kimmie. I’ll be right back.”

“Oh, ok Squirt. Is there something wrong.”

“No, not at all. I just have to introduce you to someone. I’ll be right back,” I grinned patting her on the thigh as I got up.

I hurried over wide eyed and bushy-tailed to Taylor who was still waiting at the end of the pier, but now surrounded by a group of guys, around my age, and obviously flirting with her. As I approached, I heard one of the guys ask for her number before I interjected, “Hey baby. Sorry for the long wait. You ready?”

Taylor turned to me and gave me a smile so genuinely sweet that it could melt the coldest of hearts. “Hey Hun,” she reached for my hand, “everything good?!”

“Everything’s great!” I beamed.

The guys surrounding us looked at Taylor and I holding hands and immediately started to apologize, “Sorry bro. We didn’t know she was with you.”

I let the guys know it was not a big deal. “No worries. I’d be doing the same thing if I saw someone as sexy as her,” I proclaimed staring right into Taylor’s eyes.

Still smiling at me, she squeezed my hand tightly and pulled me in for a full on, open-mouthed, I want your dick inside me type of kiss. And I loved it! All my thoughts stopped at that very moment as my heart skipped a beat. I didn’t realize she broke the kiss until I felt her warm breath in my ear, “Chad – Chad – Chad,” Taylor whispered.

Slowly opening my eyes and regaining my other senses I hear the guys hooting and hollering. I looked at Taylor whose smile was as bright and warm as the day’s weather.

“Umm – huh?” I mumbled shaking the cobb-webs out of my head, “Did you say something?”

Taylor let out a small giggle, “You’re just too sweet. Come and introduce me to your best friend.”

As we turned to walk back to Kimmie, Taylor waved goodbye to the guys with each of them giving me a fist bump. They knew how lucky I was and so did I.



Chapter 3

“Oh my god, Chad you didn’t tell me she was so gorgeous,” Taylor leaned into me and whispered. I picked up and kissed the back of her hand, “She’s probably thinking the same thing about you right now.”

Shaking her head with a smile, Taylor chirped, “Oooh, you’re getting good. Those high-school girls don’t stand a chance. They have no idea what the summer has unleashed in you.”

I didn’t reply, but I did take pride in her words. Thinking back to Josef’s words that all it takes is confidence in one’s self. I feel it in my bones with each passing day my confidence building.

Taylor must have sensed what I was feeling when she interrupted my inner thoughts, “Don’t get all big-headed mister. Remember what I told you on the plane. Don’t become an asshole. Keep that boyish charm you have.”

“Yes ma’am,” I teased giving her a military salute.

“You know – you could be a real dick sometimes,” she joked.

Playfully trying to grab and tickle her she dodged away from my outreaching arms. “No, no, no Chad! Kimmie is waiting for us,” Taylor giggled swiping at my arms, “plus, I love dick!”

She didn’t realize how loud she said that as a young family were walking close by us. The father and mother looked at Taylor giving her a meek smile, but what turned out to be hilarious was the fact their young daughter heard what she said and began to shout running along the pier with her balloon, “I love dick! I love dick! I love dick!”

I stood there frozen as I watched in awe at everyone’s facial expression. Taylor turned beet-red as she mouthed ‘Sorry’ to the parents as they ran after their little girl.

Our eyes followed the parents down the pier then we returned our gaze onto one another and burst into laughter. I laughed so much that my ribs started to hurt. Taylor just kept saying ‘Oh my God’ over and over again.

“What’s so funny?” asks an oh-so familiar voice. I turn around and see Kimmie’s smiling face looking at me then Taylor.

“Hey…Kimmie,” I said trying to catch my breath, “I’d like to introduce you to a good friend of mine. This is Taylor.”

Taylor’s laughter subsided as she gave me a curious look and mocked, “Good friend, huh?”

I didn’t know if what I said was wrong or not so I restated, “Very – good friend?” She walked by me, giving me a light jab to my stomach and murmured, “Good friend my ass.”

Kimmie extended her hand and said, “Nice to meet you.”

Taylor walked up to her slowly, “I don’t do handshakes,” and pulled Kimmie in for a big, warm hug. Kimmie hugged her back and looked at me with pure delight and cheered, “I like her!”

These two acted as if they had been friends for ages the way they interacted with one another. The banter, the way they finished each other’s sentences. Kind of disgusting if you asked me LOL.

If you didn’t know any better, you could have sworn they were best friends. I was not jealous, but quite the opposite. While they conversed, I was quite content on soaking up the sun and checking out the main attraction, the girls on the beach. What a sight! One of the greatest things about living in Florida is the half-naked girls that walk around all year long and none better than watching them at the beach. Blue thongs and red thongs and pink thongs, oh my!

The difference this time around was not only was I checking out the girls, they were checking me out too.