EroticReverie

Honey Harlow

I wake up before Knight and sneak out of his bed, out of his room, and out of the house. Stealing one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants so I dont have to sneak into Lulu's room for my other clothes. I'll just, send the clothes back to him with Lulu or something. 

I can't believe I slept in his bed, I can't believe I did the things I did with him last night, when I don't even know him. Lulu's lifestyle has always intrigued me since we met, I've always wanted to be more adventurous, however I truly didnt expect myself to get naked with someone who did porn for a living, when I'd agreed to come to the party last night. 

I feel bad that I fell asleep inhis bed, he probably didn't want me sleeping in his bed. He probably wanted me to go back to Lulu's room once he was done with me. But id cum so hard, that I'd fallen asleep before he got back from the bathroom. And waking up naked beside him in his bed, had me wanting to skip out on the awkwardness of him waking up with me still in his bed. 

I take an Uber back home and my step father lifts a brow as I walk in, hair disheleved, wearing guys clothes. He just sips his coffee and says nothing as I duck my chin down and flush with shame as he judges me. He was a religious guy, so his step daughter walking into his home with a mans clothes on, he probably thought i'd had sex. Not that it was any of his business if I did. I was eighteen. 

I keep walking, because I know he won't say anything to me directly. He'll probably say something to my mother, and question her about why her daughter is coming home in the morning with a mans clothes on. Kenneth never parented me growing up, he left it to my mother. Because I was "Really" his kid, even though he's been my step father since I was six.  But he always would make "Suggestions" to my mother of ways to discipline me or mother me, always told her what she SHOULD do to raise me. I overheard him telling my mother I was bad influence on Gracie, my little sister, well, half sister. She's eleven now , but he's always told my mother, my choices in music and clothes are "unholy" and set a bad example for Gracie. Even though I've never dressed provacatively, not until last night for the party. Which he hadnt even seen, obviously. But he believed girls and women were supposed to be dressed modestly. And his version of modest, was no shoulders showing, no necklines that even hinted at cleavage, nothing tight or form fitting, no shorts, no skirts above the knee. Thankfully my mother never listened to him, and let me wear what i wanted, because my clothes were just normal clothes, all age appropriate. But Kenneth would always glare at me, sniffing and snarling to himself with disgust whenever she wasnt around, or nearby to catch him silently judging me and scowling at me to let me know his disapproved, and didnt like me. 

I go up to my room, and shut the door quietly, and then drop my purse on the bed and then my body, laying back as I lay there in Knight's clothes, smelling him on me, closing me eyes as I replay last night. Smiling as I think about the way he looked at me, and called me the prettiest girl there. then i bite my lip as I think about kissing him, his large hands on my body, how good his mouth felt on my breasts...my pussy. I squirm and slide my hand under the waistband of his sweatpants and start to rub my pussy. My mouth parting as my head pushes back. Should I have stayed? Would he have wanted to lick me again? Touch me again? 

I moan softly. Sliding my hand up under his shirt that Im wearing and grab my breast and writhe against the bed as my fingers stroke my clit and I lick my lips, and I pant his name softly. Whispering it as I rub my clit in circles. 

My phone pings once. I ignore it, continuing to rub. It pings two more times and I whimper. Panting as I chase my orgasm, cumming hard, legs shaking as I think about Knight's cock rubbing against my pussy. 

I lay there panting , hand in my pants and under my shirt as I breathe hard. Then i reach my one hand over to my purse, pulling out my phone and sliding the other hand out of my pants, wiping my wet fingers on the fabric and then opening my phone. 

I've got a three texts. 

Two from Lulu, one from an unknown number. 

Lulu "Just gave your number to Knight. Hope you don't mind." 

Lulu "You good?  the man is stressed the fuck out that you left this morning without saying goodbye. I think he has a crush. Call or text me when you get this babe!" 

I smile, biting my lip and sit up and move to lay my head on my pile of pillows as I reply. 

"I don't mind. I'm good. Just got home a few minutes ago." I dont say anything about Knight, because, was he really stressed? Why? Isnt that what "hookups" were supposed to do? Leave before anyone had to have the awkward conversation of whether or not they should stay or go? Because every guy would want the hookup to leave right? I'd made it easy on him, I'd left before he could wake up. 

I go to the other text, from the number I assume is his, and it is. 

"It's Knight. I hope it's alright I got your number from Lu. You left before I woke up, I hope everything is alright, you didn't have to sneak out. I'd like to see you again, if that's something you want. If not, that's okay too. Text me back, let me know you got home okay." 

I bite my lip and reply 

"I'm home. You don't have to pretend you want to see me again. It's okay. Thank you for last night though, I had a good time." I type and press send. 

"Who's pretending? I was bummed when I woke up and you were gone. And I should be the one thanking YOU for last night. I really want to see you again, even if it's just to hang out." he types and I lick my lips. 

"Sorry if I came on way too strong last night. I realize maybe I scared you or pushed too much for something you werent comfortIable with. I won't do it again." He types. 

"You didnt scare me, and you didn't push me to do anything I didnt want to do. I liked it. All of it." I type. 

"Good. And I meant what I said. I'll do that for you whenever you want." He says and I smile at my phone and squirm again. 

"I took one of your shirts and a pair of sweatpants." I type. 

"That's alright. You can bring them back to me next time we hang out." he says and I smile wider.

"they're comfy though. I might keep them." I type.

"As long as I get to see you again." he says.

"Okay." I type. 

"When?" he asks. 

"When what?" I reply. 

"When can I see you again?" he types and I feel myself getting far too giddy about this, and know that I shouldnt. He's so expereienced and out of my league and we're so different from one another, and he's a porn star for fucks sake. I couldnt crush on a guy who was screwing other women for a living. Could I? I consider myself open minded, but Im not sure I could handle that. 

"I don't know" I type. 

"How about tonight? Dinner? A date?" he asks. 

I suck in a breath. 

"I dont know if that's a good idea." I type. 

"Why not? No expectations. Just dinner. Of course you can tell me no if you dont really want to, but I'd really like to take you to dinner, and I'm hoping if you say no it's because you're truly not interested, and not because of some other reason." 

"I'm interested." I type back. 

"Thank fuck" he replies. 

"I'll pick you up at five?" he types. 

"sure" I answer.

"What should I wear?" I ask. 

"Dress up. I'm taking you someplace nice." he says. 

"Okay." I reply. 

"See you at five Honey" he types.

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I do lunch with Lulu, who takes me to a restaurant with outdoor seating, and we sit and talk and eat for over an hour. Not till the end does she bring up Knight. Immediately im blushing. Im not one to kiss and tell, but I do it anywys. Because it's Lulu, and she knows him , and knows me, and I need some kind of advice or guidance, because I have no clue what Im doing. 

She tells me how sad he looked this morning, confused and worried about why I left. It made me feel guilty for leaving. Then when I tell her he's taking me to dinner, her brows pop. 

"Oh so he, really, REALLY has a crush." She smiles. 

"It's just dinner" I shrug, trying to fake non chalance. 

"Pft. Knight doesn't do dates. I don't think he's ever been interested in a girl romantically." She says. 

"It's not...romantic....we just...hooked up a little" I shrug. 

she smirks, as if she knows im trying to downplay it. 

But she doesnt push or try to make me admit that maybe I want it to be more. Thank god, because Im not sure how to talk about my worries about what he does for work, when she does the same thing. I also dont want to talk about how weird it is that I know her and Knight have had sex before too. Even if its just work for them. What was I getting myself into? Yes I wanted to explore my sexuality, but I wasnt sure I was open minded enough to date someone who made porn for a living with other women? It's just a date , I tell myself, quit getting ahead of yourself. 

Lulu tells me she'll come over and help me get ready for the date. 

she drops me off home, and comes back a few hours later and she brings a few of her own dresses. 

"I've never even worn this one." She says and she unzips the garment bag and my eyes pop and the blood red dress. 

"that's...barely a dress Lulu" I say, because it's clearly a mini dress. 

"Oh come on, it's not THAT short" she says. "Just try it on."

So I do. I gulp at the relfection in my mirror. 

"I cant wear this" I say, at the same times Lulu gushes "You HAVE to wear this." 

It's a backless mini dress, with spghetti straps and a tiered skirt, and the hem is wavy and ruffled slightly, it has a cowl neck line, so the fabric drapes over my breasts, and Im currently not wearing a bra. So my nipples are two obscene hard points under the fabric. 

"Fuck you look so hot, you HAVE to wear this!" She squeals as she smooths her hands on my hips and then walks around and looks me up and down. 

"God, he's gonna fall to his fucking knees" she says with a smirk and looks at my face. But Im looking at myself in the mirror. It did look good on me, and it made me feel cute , and sexy, and made me feel exactly the way i'd felt last night with Knight. Because I could imagine the way he looked at me last night, and knew he'd look at me the same way in this dress. 

I just nod. "okay, this one then" I say and Lulu claps her hands with an excited squeal. 

She pulls my hair back into a low pony, it's got a "messy" quailty to it, she doesnt slick back my hair , but lets my naturally wavy hair, make a few bumps, and leaves a few strands down on either side of my face and she gently swipes them behind my ears while doing my makeup next. She goes for a barely there look, but insists I wear a bold red lip to match my dress. I wear a pair of black heels, and then let her primp and fuss over me till it's time for Knight to pick me up. 

"You look nice sweetie" my mother says with a smile as me and Lulu walk downstairs. My step father just huffs and grumbles and my mother ignores it. But I see the way he judges me as his eye flicks to the hem and his lips tighten and then his eyes glare at me. Shaking his head and rolling his eyes and then going back to his phone in his hand. 

"thanks mom" I say. 

The doorbell rings and Lulu slips away and I open the door. 

Knights eyes pop, his jaw drops, as he stands there, dressed in all black, nice pants, nice dress shirt. A bouquet of wild flowers in his hand. 

"god damn" he exhales under his breath . his eyes running up and down my body. His nostrils flaring , and his mouth closing and jaw clenching. 

"fuck, you look so beautiful" he exhales. 

I blush and step out as he steps back. 

"You look great too" I say and he keeps looking me up and down.

"Im going to kill Lulu for putting you in that dress." He says and I laugh softly and he holds out the flowers.

"these are for you" he says. 

I take them and smile as he finally looks back at my face, his eyes going right to my mouth. 

"Did she put that lipstick on you?" He growls and I cock my brow. 

"she suggested it." I say with a shrug. "Do you hate it?" 

He shakes his head. "No, and yes. But she did that on purpose." 

I laugh and walk with him as he takes my hand and leads me to his car.

"What do you mean?" I ask. 

"I told her I couldnt wait to fucking kiss you again. And she made sure I couldnt. she's a meddling little witch" he says and I laugh as he opens the door for me. 

But before I get in the passenger seat , he slides his hand over my stomach and my breath hitches and he slips it to the otherside of my waist and dips his head down, and kisses my shoulder. 

"gotta kiss you, just a little, if that's alright" he whispers on my shoulder and I lick my lips and nod, my breath stuck in my lungs as I hold it and feel his mouth brush my shoulder and place another kiss to it. 

"fuck, you are so beautiful" he exhales and then kisses on the side of my neck and swear my knees are about to fail me and Im going to collapse. 

"Okay, get in before I  beg to lay you on the hood of the car and kiss you between your legs" he whispers. I whimper, and he hums. 

"get in Honey" he whispers as I just look at him, my heart pounding. Fuck dinner , I wanted his mouth on me.