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Just a Little Wish

“So what’d you wish for?” Sammy asked after her friend had blown out the candles on her cake.

“I not going to tell you that,” Kara said. “If I did, it wouldn’t come true.”

“Ha,” retorted Gayle. “Like it would take all that much to guess what you wished for. I’ll bet you were wishing for some guy.”

“I was not,” Kara said in a shocked voice.

“Okay maybe not just some guy,” Gayle said, “but maybe you were wishing for a specific guy.”

“You guys,” Kara protested.

“Come, guys. Let’s leave Kara alone. We all know how desperate she is to find herself a man.”

“I am not desperate,” Kara muttered.

Jenny handed Kara a knife. “Go on,” she said. “Go ahead and make the first cut.”

Kara did as she was told and the other girls applauded before Jenny took the knife back and then deftly cut the cake into pieces.

“So what did you wish for?” Sammy asked her friend yet again after the party was done.

“I told you. I can’t tell you.”

Sammy smiled. She was on her third helping of cake. “Always so secretive,” she admonished. “This is good cake by the way.”

“I know.”

Sammy finished the last few bites of her piece of cake. “Well I hope you get what you’re looking for,” Sammy said.

Kara just nodded at that.

The next day, Kara woke up feeling just a bit queasy. It was barely noticeable except for a momentary unsettled feeling as she stood. Not quite so bad as to make her think she’d fall over but just enough to make her take notice of it. Great, she thought. Just great especially with Sammy’s wedding coming up. Oh man, Sammy would kill her if she got sick before the wedding but even as she thought that, she could feel the uneasiness go away.

The wedding. Grr. She couldn’t believe her friend had asked her to be a part of that. No, actually that wasn’t true. She could believe she’d been asked. What she couldn’t believe was she hadn’t found a way to get herself out of it but really, when your friend was getting married and when she asked you if you’d be a bridesmaid for her, you couldn’t exactly tell her no. At least that’s what Kara kept telling herself but she still should have found a way to say no.

Jeff was totally wrong for Sammy. Sammy was a total material girl. She was totally into buying things but it was even better if she could get some guy to buy things for her and Jeff seemed to fit that bill to a tee. He had a good job and he made good money and he seemed willing to buy Sammy things.

But still, that wasn’t all there was to him. Jeff liked to do things that didn’t involve spending money. Going to a ball game with his buddies. Taking rides on his boat. Taking long rides in the country. Sammy didn’t mind taking long rides in the country as long as that long ride ended at a mall where lots of cool things could be bought.

Sammy would use Jeff up. Kara was sure of that. Of course, that wouldn’t be her intent but her friend had a way of doing exactly that. She just hoped that when Sammy was done with Jeff that he wouldn’t end up being bitter. Sammy had a way of doing that to people, too.

But hey, it wasn’t her place to tell Jeff that. He was a big boy. He could take care of himself. It was just ...

It was just what?

That was a question that Kara didn’t have an answer to.

Okay, so maybe she did want him just a little. Maybe that was why she seemed to be so upset. Then again, maybe it was more than a little bit.

It was a lunch with the bride and the bridesmaids and as it so happened, Jeff was there, too. Maybe it wouldn’t have bothered her so much but it seemed as if she could see how things were going to go even more clearly and it was then that Jeff asked her something.

“Don’t talk to me,” she snapped irritably.

Jeff just looked at her but then he nodded and he turned away to talk to someone else.

Kara munched on her salad. She hadn’t really meant to snap like that. It was just that she could see how things were going to be.

It wasn’t until the luncheon was over that Kara realized that from that time forward, even though Jeff had been his usual talkative self, he hadn’t said one word to her.

Not that she thought all that much of it. After all, she wasn’t his fiance so really why should he talk to her. It was just weird.

And maybe she might not have thought anything more about it except a couple days later she was in the store when she ran into Jeff. “Hey, what are you doing here?” she asked.

“Just picking up some flowers for Sammy. What do you think she’d like?”

“Roses, of course, and something expensive.”

He laughed at that. “I know. She does have a tendency to go a bit over the top.”

Kara nodded. It was one of the things she liked about Jeff. He wasn’t an over the top kind of guy.

“I was thinking more like a mixed bouquet. What do you think?”

“Oh I think you should get the roses.”

It was just a joke but that’s when Jeff nodded. “I think you’re right. The roses it is,” he said leaving Kara to stare after him. What the hell was going on. It almost seemed as if all she had to do was suggest something and Jeff would do whatever she told him to do.

That was stupid. He’d asked her what she’d thought and he’d taken her advice. That was all there was to it.

And really, that’s all she’d thought of it until she ran into Jeff a couple of days later. She’d gone into Victoria’s Secret to pick up some bras and she saw Jeff standing there. “What are you doing here?” she’d asked.

“Just picking something up for Sammy. She said she wanted something hot.”

“Yeah? What are you going to get her?”

“I was thinking about a thong.”

Yeah, that would be about right, Kara thought. Sammy would love trying that on for him. Then again, she’d probably like taking it off for him, too. “That’s okay,” Kara said.

“What?”

“I was just thinking maybe you should get something else.”

“Like what?”

Kara guided Jeff over to the perfumes. “This is what I like,” she said. “You should get it fr her.”

“Okay.”

Okay? Didn’t he know Sammy at all. That wasn’t really her style and that’s when Kara remembered what she’d thought earlier. “And while you’re at it, could you buy my bras for me?”

“Okay.”

Kara couldn’t believe it when they were done. He’d actually done it. He’d actually done just what she’d told him to do. Maybe he was doing whatever she told him to do.

It was an interesting theory, Kara thought. Was Jeff really doing what she told him to do. It certainly seemed as if that were the case but how could she find out for sure and almost as soon as he asked herself that, she knew the answer.

She stopped by Jeff’s apartment the next day after work. “Hey, Kara,” he said when he saw her. “What’s up?”

“I don’t want to be part of your stupid wedding. You go ahead and tell Sammy that. Don’t tell her that i told you to do this. Tell her it was your idea but tell her to leave me out of it.”

“All right, I will.”

It was the next day when Sammy called her. “What’d you say to Jeff?” Sammy asked.

“Me? Why would I say anything to Jeff? He’s your fiance not mine.”

“I know that,” Sammy said with irritation but he just told me he didn’t want you in the wedding.

“That’s weird. Did he say why?”

“Nuh uh. He just kept saying he didn’t want you there.”

“So what are you going to do?”

“I don’t know but if he really doesn’t want you there ... you must have done something.”

Kara shook her head. “Not that I know of.”

“This is totally going to unbalance the line-up in the pictures if you’re not there but if he really doesn’t want you there ...”

“I get it. Maybe you can find someone else.”

“Yeah maybe,” Sammy said hesitantly.

Sammy was probably right, Kara thought. She usually was right about stuff like that not that anyone would really notice it all that much but if she was right about Jeff, there was a way to make sure that an unbalanced line wouldn’t ever be a problem.

Kara ground her teeth. A strip club. Just the place where she didn’t want to be but it was the place where she knew she had to be because this was where Karl and his buddies had brought Jeff for the bachelors party.

They let her in for free but the drinks weren’t on the house. Still, she got a drink and she saw what she was there to see.

Guys were trying to hit on her. She’d snort disgustingly at them. Really? Did they really think she was here for that? She was after all fully clothed. Some guys got the message quicker than others.

And still she watched.

Finally, her opportunity came. She saw him get up and walk towards the back and she was practically right there behind him and when he came out of the bathroom, she bumped into him almost as if by accident. “Kara,” he said. “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing. What about you?”

He nodded out towards the front. “The guys and me came here for my bachelor party.”

“I figured as much.”

“Well I guess I’d better be going.”

Kara grabbed Jeff’s arm. “Take me home.

He looked at her and then he nodded. “Okay. Let me tell the guys first.”

“No! I want you to take me home. Take me home now.”

Jeff looked at her and then he nodded. “Okay, let’s get you home,” and with that, he led Kara out of the strip club and out to his car. He opened the door for her like a perfect gentleman. “All strapped in?” he asked.

Kara nodded.

“All right then. Let’s go.”

It didn’t take Kara long before she realized that something was wrong. “Where are we going?”

“I’m taking you home.”

“Whose home?”

“My home.”

“No. Take me to my home.”

“Okay.”

That was all it took to get Jeff changing direction. He had to ask Kara a few times which way to go but it wasn’t long before they were pulling up in front of her apartment building.

“Would you take me up to my apartment?”

Jeff looked as if he was going to say something else but then he nodded his agreement. “Sure,” he said. “Let’s go on up.”

“Would you like to come in?” Kara asked.

“I really should be going.”

“No you shouldn’t. You should come inside.”

“Okay. I’ll come inside.”

“Perhaps you should come with me into my bedroom.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.”

“Oh but I do. Come with me into my bedroom.”

“Okay. I’ll come into your bedroom.”

Kara couldn’t believe this was actually happening but more than that, she couldn’t believe just how much she loved it. “Why don’t you take your clothes off for me,” she suggested. “You’re going to love undressing for me.”

“You’re right,” Jeff said as he began to remove his clothes.

If the size of his member was any indication, Kara thought, he must have loved it, but then on the other hand, she couldn’t help but want to see if she could make him even harder. “I’m going to take off my clothes,” she said, “and with every article that I remove, you’re going to find yourself getting harder and harder and more excited.”

“Yes.”

She hadn’t really meant to do this when she’d gone to the strip club earlier that night, Kara told herself but she was enough of a realist to know that she hadn’t gone to the club just to talk to Jeff so maybe she had wanted this. Whatever the case though, there was little doubt that Jeff was getting more and more excited as he watched her undress and seeing him get more and more excited was enough to make her more excited as well.

“I know you love my body,” Kara said. “You now know that no one could ever have a body that was better than mine.”

“No one,” Jeff agreed.

“And since that’s the case, why don’t you do what we both know you want to do and why don’t you please me.”

He surprised her. She’d thought for sure that after saying that, she’d have his cock between her legs in no time at all but instead of his cock, it was his lips on her lips and then it was his tongue in her clit and Kara couldn’t help but moan at that. Oh my, that was good. That was very, very good.

Her body writhed. She was going to cum. She was ... oh fuck ... she was so close.

“Yes,” she whimpered and even as she came, his tongue kept working her over and just when it seemed as if her body was on the downside of that rush, that’s when he hit her with his cock.

Oh my God, Kara thought. Where did he learn to do that but in the next moment, she knew it didn’t matter. What did matter was the cock in her pussy and the more he used it, the more it mattered.

She was going to cum but then of course she was. She wanted to. As much as she wanted to cum for herself, she wanted to cum for him, too. She wanted to show him what a good job he’d done.

But there was something else as well. She wanted him to cum inside her. Just the thought of that was almost enough to make her cum but somehow she held back but now that the thought was there, she knew she wanted it. She wanted to make him cum as much as she wanted him to make her cum.

She didn’t say anything but then maybe she didn’t have to. Maybe the thought was enough or maybe it was just serendipity but whatever it was, he came inside her at almost the same time as her pussy squeezed his cock.

The next morning, Kara woke to find Jeff already out of bed. “What are you doing?”

“I’m getting dressed. I have to go.”

“No, stay,” Kara said.

“But the wedding. I have to go. They’re going to be looking for me.”

That’s right but they wouldn’t be looking for him here, Kara realized. It was such a good idea for the two have come back to her place. Kara stroked Jeff’s face and she looked into his eyes. “You don’t have anyplace you need to be right now other than being right here with me. Just stay.”

“I don’t have anyplace I need to be right now,” Jeff repeated. “I think I’ll stay.”

“As long as that’s the case, perhaps you could do me a favor.”

“Anything. What would you like me to do.”

Kara’s hand reached under the covers. “Well you remember what we did last night? I was wondering if we could do that again.”

“Sure, we can do that,” Jeff said.

Kara was sure that they could. In fact, if what she was feeling under the covers was any indication, she was sure that they would. She was going to keep him. She was going to keep Jeff for herself. She wasn’t sure how it had happened but what she did know was that her birthday wish had come true and she was going to hold on to Jeff. She was going to keep him forever.