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My favourite mistake!

Have you ever wondered why, when you look practically edible in your little black dress, you only attract morons? And how, when you've been living off McDonalds for a fortnight (and have the body and skin to prove it)you can't move for blokes buzzing around you? So there I was, looking like a beached whale, snarling at the blokes intent on chatting me up. And then Nick walked into the club. Nick, who I'd been avoiding for almost a month. Nick: my best friend, who I'd stupidly slept with on the rebound. Before he could spot me, I ducked away from my cluster of admirers and sprinted to the loos. "Aren't you going to talk to him?" Demanded my friend Lisa, hot on my heels. I leaned over the basin to check out my un-made-up face. I looked like a rabbit caught in the head lights. "You can't hide in here all night." She added. I knew this. But it had just dawned on me that I'd always secretly had the hots for Nick. He's got these piercing blue eyes, a wicked sense of humour and the most perfect lips that you couldn't help but imagine feeling kissing you all over. And now I'd seen him naked. And - what was worse - he'd seen me. So why did I do it? It had all been John's fault. I'd been seeing John for 6 months when, out of the blue, he announced he 'wanted some time on his own' (as it turned out, six days on his own must have proved quite enough as he met someone else the following weekend). I was a mess. It took a vat of vodka and a party arranged by the girls to get me feeling half way normal again. And then I messed everything up by going home with Nick. Being all sensible and really mature about this, obviously I'd avoided speaking to him since. "Shouldn't you get this sorted?" Asked Lisa, blinking as she slicked on her mascara. "You can't just pretend it didn't happen." Who said I wanted to. That night with Nick had opened my eyes to what sex could really be like - I forgot that he knew all my insecurities, all the stupid things I do, and just let myself go. It was amazing. Now, thinking about it, I shuddered. It was just too awful. "He wants to talk to you." Another friend Jenny appeared. I stared miserably into the mirror. "How can I talk to him, looking like this?" I'd come out in a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt and had my hair scraped back into a ponytail. "Tah-daah!" Grinned Jenny. "I've brought my bag of miracles." Before I could protest, Lisa had mussed up my hair while Jenny did my make-up. As they worked on me, I remembered that night: Nick kissing along my body, him on top, me on top....Mmmmm! "Stop day dreaming." Lisa ordered. I opened my eyes and realised Jenny was dangling my favourite sexy little dress. "How....?" I started, but she cut me off. "You gave me your spare key, for emergencies remeber? And I think this is an emergency. "I'm too fat." I moaned. "Fat is a state of mind." She said sternly. I didn't have a chance. As I emerged from the loos, Nick was waiting. I had a sneaking suspiscion we'd been set up. It was all too convenient that he happened to be here on the first night that I'd allowed myself to be dragged out since...since y'know. "I've missed you." He said. "Look, Nick. About that night...." "I know." He said. "It's good we didn't let one night of passion mess up our friendship." All I could do was nod numbly. He was wearing faded jeans that accentuated his long legs and a blue shirt that brought out his stunning eyes. I wondered how I could ever have been just mates with someone this gorgeous. "Lisa's worried that I've upset you." He added. "What did she say?" I asked, very tentatively. "She said she thinks it was more than just a rebound thing." I forced a laugh. "Lisa thinks I've had a crush on you for ages, but she's wrong." I lied. "So that's all it was then?" He asked, looking me in the eye and softly stroking my neck. This man knew how to make me melt, trailing his hand down to my collar bone and then lower still. I squirmed, going weak at the knees and longing for him to touch and tease me more. I wondered how he could make me so horny, so fast. "Is this something to do with the fact that I didn't call you?" He asked. I pulled myself together. "Why would you?" I said casually. "You don't owe me anything." "Exactly. You made it totally clear it was just a one off. 'We won't be doing this again' you said. And afterwards, you couldn't wait to leave." "Isn't that what you wanted?" I said, hardly able to breath now, jets of lust shooting through me. "No. I'm crazy about you." Nick leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. His hands slid up my back and into my hair, pulling me closer. My breathing quickened as his tongue probed my mouth, and I realised he was having a party in his pants too. "Let's go." He murmured. As soon as I'd slammed the door to my apartment we fell on the sofa kissing long and hard. He stopped to pull off his t-shirt and my hands roamed across that gorgeous chest of his. My mouth followed, licking his nipples as he moaned softly. He pulled my little clubbing top over my head, bending to nibble on each breast. The he slipped off my panties, pushed me onto the bed and placed his tongue right where I wanted him. Feeling my orgasm start to build, I pulled him on top of me and eased him into me. By now we were so turned on we only lasted minutes, coming together, hot and breathless. We lay, our clothes in rumpled heaps around us, my head against the warmth cof his chest. "So," He said teasingly. "are you speaking to me now?" I raised an eyebrow, then wrapped myself around him. "Once more and I might do." If this was a mistake then, I was happy to make it again and again.

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