Andy Keeps Trying - Chapter 16

ANDY KEEPS TRYING

Chapter 16: Andy relapses

There was so much work to be done in the last stretch of the campaign that I did not have much time to think about David during the day.

It was probably for the best because otherwise, the man was living rent-free in my head. 

I know what you might think.

Had we not moved on from David!? Could I not just let it go or, at least, simply own up to it?

I was way too indecisive.

I thought I had moved on and turned the page for good but the more I tried to get away from him, the more signs I received from the universe that I should, at the very least, give it a try.

The problem was that I had no idea if that was still a possibility at this point.

The most likely scenario was that I had missed my shot.

Laurie and Cody were tired of the back-and-forth (I totally get it), so they encouraged me to make a move.

“You think I should ask him out? You see me dating David, like, for real?” I asked Laurie. 

“Frankly, I’m not sure if it would work. It could be a total failure, but at least you’ll be able to move on. You’ll know! As things stand, you’re stuck, and I bet it didn’t work with Darius or Adrian because there’s unfinished business here.”

I did not agree with everything she said, as I was not sure David was responsible for my breakups, but it was true that because that door was slightly open, it prevented me from starting any new significant relationships.

“How would I even go about it?”

“Just text him. You don't need to profess your love or buy flowers. Just ask him if he wants to have a drink with you.”

“What if he says no?”

Laurie rolled her eyes in an outrageous fashion.

“Then you know. There was a possibility, and now it’s over; the chapter is closed.”

“Okay… But what if he says yes?”

Both outcomes were equally scary for me. 

Laurie was visibly tired of me. Once again, I get it; I was tired of myself, too.

“Then you have this drink, have fun, and stop going around in circles in your head about the what ifs.”

“That's fair. Sorry, I'm the worst. I can’t make up my mind.”

“You're not the worst, Andy. The situation is complicated and I acknowledge that, but at some point, you need to settle this once and for all. I mean, even Ross and Rachel got together after a while. The will-they won’t-they can’t last forever.”

“It was a mistake, though. I never thought Ross and Rachel were a good couple. They always brought out the worst in each other.” I pointed out.

“Fair. But if you prefer, it’s time to find out if you and David can be the new Chandler and Monica.”

“Am I Chandler in this scenario?” 

I was just teasing her at this point. 

Laurie smiled.

“Let me think… I'm not sure— would you rather be Monica? She’s not that easy to deal with.”

“Honestly, given a choice among the group, I’d rather be Phoebe.”

We both laughed about it.

“That’s sweet, but unfortunately I think you’re a Gunther.” Laurie told me.

“What? The freaking barista?” 

“Yes. You've spent too much time on the sidelines, Andy. Just go get what you fucking want!”

I could accept many things, but I would not be a Gunther. 

I was no longer a scared observer. I put myself out there. I took risks. I tried! I had to keep going. 

The next day, I seized the opportunity when Rebecca asked if someone could pick up some paperwork from City Hall.

We had to submit an official request for the exact number of registered primary voters to date and I volunteered for the boring task.

Rebecca was so busy that I do not think she realized my offer might have anything to do with her ex-husband.

Laurie and Victor knew, though. They gave me a knowing look before I left. 

I went to the city hall and I took care of the tedious task at hand first. 

As with anything to do with administration, it took much longer than it should have. Once I had the paperwork and was free to wander through the building, I took a short detour.

Since I was already at city hall, it made sense that I wanted to say hi to my best friend, who just happened to be working there, right? 

And why not say a few words to David too, while I was at it? 

David’s office happened to be closer to the elevators than Cody’s, so I knocked on his door first.

My friends wanted me to be more spontaneous? Well, I could not be more spontaneous than this!

In retrospect, it was really bold of me to come in uninvited, but it was too late to run away, so fuck it.

The door opened, and I was taken aback as Cody was the one standing behind it.

Shit! Did I get the wrong office?

“Andy? What are you doing here?” He asked.

Cody moved aside, revealing an older man sitting on a chair behind him. 

In front of the stranger, sitting at his desk, was David, wearing a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, a fancy watch on his wrist, and his hair perfectly combed.

“Andy? I didn’t know we had an appointment.” David said simply.

My face turned redder than a lobster's shell.

“I… It was about… Rebecca asked… I just thought I could… I should have called…”

I could tell that Cody was trying not to laugh, which only made things worse for me.

I did not know the other guy, who just seemed to wonder who this nutjob was, walking to a meeting uninvited.

“Oh, of course. It must be about the city rezoning plan and the redefinition of the districts?” David suggested.

“Uh…”

Why did my brain have to freeze in moments like this?!

“Yes, Andy. Wasn’t that what you were talking about yesterday?” Cody insisted.

Right, they were saving me, giving me a good enough excuse.

Good God, Andy, pull yourself together! I scolded myself.

“Yes, that’s it. But I… I was here, and I tried my luck. I'll come by another time. We'll set up an actual meeting.”

David was just smiling at this point.

“What if we meet in ten minutes? We’re nearly done here, and if you can wait a little while, I should have time to discuss the rezoning issue.”

“Ten minutes? Yes, that’d be great.”

It was not like Rebecca and the others were waiting for me at the office— except that they definitely were!

But what could I have said?

“Okay, then. We have a break room at the end of the hallway, feel free to use it. Maybe you could wait for me there?”

“Absolutely. Again, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…”

Cody could not stand it anymore.

“Just go, Andy. We're almost done here. Take a break; you seem like you need it.”

“Yeah… Right. Bye. I…” I stopped myself before saying anything else.

I left the office feeling ridiculous.

I went to the break room and ate three different snacks to calm my nerves. I also texted Laurie.

First, I sent:

“I can get the numbers, but it'll take a while. You know how it is. Things are moving slowly at city hall. Tell Rebecca I'm doing my best to be back ASAP.”

Then I realized Cody would quickly tell her about my awkward visit, so I texted her again.

Also, I needed to confide in someone.

“Okay. Full transparency: I decided to go see David, but he was in a meeting. Now, I’m just waiting for him. I’m freaking out.”

“That's way more interesting than the voters’ data!” Laurie texted back. “Tell me everything after you’ve seen him.”

She corrected her text a few seconds later.

“Everything aside from the weird sexual stuff.”

I smiled at my phone.

“Andy? You free now?” David was walking in the break room, with Cody not too far behind him, sporting the biggest smirk.

“I am.”

“Cool. Follow me to my office. It seems like this rezoning issue needs urgent attention.”

“Oh God, David, I'm sorry about that.”

“Shh. We'll talk in my office.”

I passed by Cody, who gave me a subtle wink.

From the way he was acting, I could tell that David was more amused than angry with me. But I would have understood if he had been mad.

I was acting so stupidly.

“I was just at city hall and wanted to say hi.” I said as soon as we were in his office.

The worst part? I had rehearsed that sentence in my head beforehand.

I thought it was a reasonable explanation, and actually, it was not too far from the truth.

“Sure, makes sense.”

An awkward silence ensued. My eyes were stuck on the chest hair slightly escaping his tight shirt.

“Well, then…”

“Hi, Andy.” David said playfully.

I looked away.

“How…how have you been?”

“I’ve been good and I’m glad you want to say hi, but Andy, can we cut to the chase? Why did you want to see me? Really?”

“I…”

I felt his warm hand on my chin.

“Look at me.”

It was very reminiscent of the first time we did anything remotely sexual together.

He was right there, in another office, insisting that I look into his piercing blue eyes, talking in a smooth yet firm voice.

I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes.

He was so close to me. I could smell him.

“I’m not sure why I’m here. It’s not fair, though, because you were clear about your feelings and I…”

“You rejected me.”

“Yes.”

“Do you regret it?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“Do you miss me?”

“Maybe. Yes. I think so.”

He grabbed my wrist and led my hand to his torso.

He was wearing a shirt, but damn, it felt good to feel his body again.

“Andy, I don't want to play around anymore. If you don’t want to do this, you should leave, because not being able to touch you, feel you, and make you feel all of me when you’re right here, tempting me, it’s like torture to me.”

Good Lord! Now I perfectly remembered why I had fallen for him.

He was good with his words.

He was hot and confident.

He was a wet dream come to life.

As he guided my hand, I could feel the ridges of his abs under his dress shirt. His breath was warm on my neck. 

My cock was already straining against the confines of my slacks. I wanted to touch him, taste him, swallow him so badly that it hurt. But I was frozen in place; my mind and body at war with each other.

“Andy, I need to know if you're in or out.” David growled, his voice low and fierce. “I’m not playing games. Not anymore.”

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage.

“In.” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

David's eyes darkened, and a hungry smile spread across his face and trimmed beard. 

In a swift move, he pushed me back against the closed door of his office and pinned me there with his body. He was definitely bigger and stronger than a year prior. 

Already, I could feel the hard length of his cock pressing against mine, sending a jolt of electricity straight to my groin.

“Fuck, Andy. It took you long enough.” David murmured, his hands roaming over my body.

“I… I tried to resist coming back.”

He grabbed my ass, squeezing hard enough to make me gasp. 

“You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this… all over again.”

I moaned, bucking my hips against his.

Suddenly, it was as if my entire body were on fire.

“It might have not seemed like it, but trust me, it’s very clear to me now… I’ve been wanting this so bad, craving  your touch again.”

This was not premeditated. 

In fact, my reaction was probably the “gut talking” that Cody had told me about.

It was raw and real; it was not my brain acting up and trying to make me come to the "right" decision.

David put his forehead on mine.

“Funny, cause I never doubted you’d be back.”

“You’re cocky.”

“No. It wasn’t because of me. It was because of how it feels between us. The electricity. The fireworks.”

I practically moaned when he said that and I kissed him.

The way I had resisted my urges had not been fair to my exes, to me, and especially to David.

Now, his mouth was on mine. His tongue forced its way past my lips. He tasted like coffee and sin, and I was immediately intoxicated. 

I clung to him, fisting his shirt with my hands as our tongues danced together.

We kissed as if we were starving for each other, our lips and tongues devouring one another with a hunger that had been building for almost a year.

David's hands continued exploring my body, squeezing and caressing every part he could reach. I grunted into his mouth; my cock throbbed painfully in my pants.

David broke the kiss, his breath ragged.

“See! You and I— we're freaking fire, Andy White!”

He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up, exposing my pale skin. I lifted my arms, letting him pull my shirt off and toss it onto the floor.

Now, my lean body was on display, the freckles on my skin standing out against the pale white. 

David's eyes roamed over me, hungry and possessive. He stepped back, giving himself enough room to unbutton his shirt fully.

Mesmerized, I watched as he revealed his muscular chest, sprinkled with salt-and-pepper hair. His broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow waist, and I could see a hint of his abs.

“Get naked.” He commanded in a low growl.

I quickly unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and shoved them down along with my boxers.

When I was in that state, I could not think about the risks, or about anything for that matter.

My cock sprang free, hard and aching, its tip already glistening with precum. David's gaze lingered on my dick before moving up to meet my eyes.

“Fuck, Andy. You're so fucking hot.” He growled in a low, primal voice.

That comment made me chuckle.

Was I?

He stepped closer and put his hands on my waist. He turned me around and pushed me up against the door once more. I gasped as his body pressed against mine and his rock-hard cock, covered by some stupid pants, ground against mine.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were interested in my ass.” I said, playfully. 

“Oh. I’m definitely interested in your ass but that’s only part of the package.”

“What else do you want?”

“Everything. Every inch of you. What about you? Eh? You want my cock invading your holes?”

The dirty talking was sending me to places.

I could only nod, trembling with desire and anticipation.

David's hands moved down to my ass, squeezing and kneading the firm globes. He smacked it sharply, making me yelp in surprise.

“Fuck… David… Here?” I groaned, pushing my ass back against his hand.

David chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down my spine.

“We've done way worse. Besides— there's no bay window here and I cleared my schedule. This office is pretty soundproof.”

I turned around to take in every inch of his luscious body, grabbing the waistband of his pants.

“Okay, but let me make you wet first.”

Believe me when I say that I had never, ever been that horny.

“Good Lord, I can't wait to bury myself in your tight little ass and hear you beg for more! But you're right; let's slide into your eager mouth first! Let’s make everything wet! God, Andy, you're drooling.”

I was but can you blame me?!

I unbuckled David's belt and tugged his pants and boxers down. Just like mine, except much more impressive, his cock sprang free, hard and incredibly thick.

I got on my knees. There was no more time to waste.

I swallowed hard; my mouth watered at the sight of him.

“Fuck, look at you. You're so freaking hungry.” David groaned, gripping my hair with his hands.

My heart raced as I leaned closer to his huge cock, licking my lips. 

Sometimes, I thought I had dreamed it, remembered it wrong, but no— it was indeed that fucking large, thick, veiny, , and oh, so tempting!

And the smell! It was intoxicating. 

On my knees, eyes level with his cock, I just went for it. I wrapped my lips around the tip and sucked in his precum, swirling my tongue around the meaty foreskin and the head. 

David’s grip tightened on my hair.

“That's it. Take it. Take it all!” He urged, thrusting his hips forward.

I took him deeper, feeling my jaw stretch to accommodate his enormous size. 

I gagged a little, but I did not stop. I wanted to take all of him, to please him, and to make him as crazy as he was making me.

I pushed myself further down until my lips met the hairy base of his cock. I looked up at him, my eyes watering. 

I saw him staring down at me with a look of pure lust and desire. 

“You're so good at this…” He groaned, his hips moving in rhythm with my mouth. 

“Grrl…”

“You always were. I've missed the fuck out of this.”

I would have told him the same if my mouth was not already full of his junk.

“Feast on me, baby. You’ve earned it… My big fat dick is all yours.”

His words spurred me on, and I began bobbing my head up and down, taking him deeper with each thrust. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, so I relaxed and let him fuck my mouth.

The sound of his heavy breathing and the smell of his cologne and sweat overwhelmed me, making me lightheaded with desire. 

I reached down and started jerking my own cock; the sensation of his thick length in my mouth and my hand on my dick was driving me wild.

David started to fuck my mouth harder— just like he used to— his hips moving in quick, powerful thrusts. 

“Fuck, Andy, your mouth feels so good. I could cum just from this.”

I wanted him to jizz; I wanted to taste his spunk sliding down my throat. But not now! 

He pulled out of my mouth, his glistening dick covered in my saliva. 

“I can't hold back any longer. I need to be inside you.” 

I panted, catching back my breath.

“What are you waiting for then?” I provoked him.

He helped me up and turned me around.

He pushed me back against the door, pressing my cheek against the cool wood. 

“Bend over.” He commanded in a harsh, demanding voice.

I hoped that Cody was keeping watch so no one would walk into the office!

Could you imagine the scandal?! After everything!

I did as I was told, bending at the waist and grabbing the doorknob for support, making sure not to open it. 

I spread my legs slightly to give him better access. I could feel the cool air on my exposed asshole and I shivered in anticipation.

I heard David spit on his monster cock, then he lowered himself down to properly coat my ass with his saliva.

It would be all the lube we needed that day.

I had to bite my cheek to keep from moaning too loudly as he started rimming me.

I could feel his slick tongue circling my hole, teasing and taunting me.

“Your ass tastes like a fucking Michelin Restaurant meal.” He joked, his fingers digging into my hips as he pulled me closer.

I was losing my shit.

“Fuck me, David. Please, just fuck me already.”

David chuckled down my ass, and the vibrations sent me even closer to the edge.

He stood up and licked the back of my neck.

“I wonder who's more eager, after all.”

“Hmmm… It might be me after all…” I admitted. 

He pressed his hard, dripping dick against my ass.

“Feel this. My cock is craving this. You're one of a kind, Andy White.”

“Hmmm… God… Fuck me…”

Before the words were even out of my mouth, David pushed in. 

His thick cock stretched and filled me. I bit my lip to keep from screaming; the pain and pleasure were so intense that they were almost overwhelming.

David paused, giving me a moment to adjust. 

“You okay?” He asked, his voice suddenly softer.

I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. 

“Yeah, keep going. Please.”

He started to move— slowly at first but then with more force, slamming his hips against my ass.

The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, accompanied by my moans and David's grunts.

Let’s hope the walls and door were indeed sound proof!

He gripped my hips tighter, his fingers digging into my flesh as he thrust into me. I could feel every inch of his cock— every vein and ridge. It was as if he was branding me, marking me his. 

“Your ass is still so tight… I've been dreaming of you, spread out beneath me, taking my cock like this….” 

He leaned over me, his bare sweaty chest pressing against my back. One hand snaked around to grip my cock.

There was no wedding ring this time. 

He started to stroke me in time with his thrusts; the sensation was almost too much to bear. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls drawing up tight against my body.

“That's it, Andy. Give it to me. Cum for me.” David growled in my ear.

His dirty words sent me over the edge. I came hard, my cock pulsing in his hand as I practically shouted his name. 

David slowed his thrusts, milking every last drop from me before pulling out.

I collapsed against the door, trembling with aftershocks. David stepped back, pulled and stroked his cock, now glistening with a mixture of my semen and his saliva.

We were not done, although I had already left planet Earth.

He grabbed my hips, pulled me up, and turned me around to face him. I was a mess: my hair was disheveled, my chest was heaving, and my lips were swollen from his assault.

“Fuck, you're gorgeous.” He whispered. 

He cupped my face in his hands. I could taste myself on his lips as he kissed me hard and hungrily. I moaned into his mouth, gripping his shoulders for support.

“You are. You’re stunning, David. I… I… I can’t believe you’re here.”

“I want to fuck you again… May I breed you?”

“Please… Yes. Breed me… Please… Oh God, I'm going to be late for work.”

He burst out laughing.

That was such a ridiculous thing to say!

“Don’t worry. I won’t need much time to shoot my creamy loads into your hole. By the way, that thing is mine now.”

He slapped my ass.

I felt shivers run through my body as he licked my cheek and reinserted himself into my wrecked asshole.

He had just told me that I was one of a kind, but I could definitely return the compliment!

This was the real deal; what I had been chasing aimlessly when all along I had known exactly where it was.

“Fuck… Fuck, yes.” I moaned. 

The sensation of his thick cock pounding into me all over again made me feel alive.

I was spread apart and I loved it.

“I love the way you take my cock, Andy. Your tight little ass was made for me, I’ve told you that before and I meant it.” 

I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts and feeling his thick, veiny cock hit all the right spots inside me.

We kissed too. Or rather, licked each other’s faces.

“Fuck me harder, David. I want to feel you come inside me.” I begged.

So much for just wanting to say hi or being cautious about this, right?

“You're going to get every drop of my cum, Andy. I promise. You're gonna take it all, you hear me?” David growled, slamming his hips against mine with renewed vigor.

I moaned and pushed back against him, eager to feel him fill me with his spunk.

“I want it all! I want your cum! I want your fucking load inside me!”

At this point, the sound of our bodies slamming together was obscene— wet and filthy, the way I loved it.

“That hole is tight as fuck and freaking milking me. I can feel your ass squeezing me, trying to pull me even deeper.”

David's words were like an aphrodisiac, making me even more turned on. 

I pushed back against him, taking him as deep as I could. Deeper. Always deeper. Balls deep.

He hit my prostate time and time again, making me see stars.

“You're so goddamn dirty. I love it. I fucking love it.”

And then finally, he came inside me.

“This pussy is mine.”

He slammed into me once, twice, three times, driving his cock deep inside me. I could feel him throbbing inside me and his semen flooding my insides, marking me as his. 

“Ahhh…”

We both grunted at the same time.

David stayed inside me for a while, then pulled out slowly, his cock still dripping, still hard and only slowly deflating. 

I was speechless. 

Why had I decided to stop by his office again?

About ten seconds after his orgasm, his office phone rang, making the both of us jump. 

“Shit! I guess I couldn't clear my whole schedule.” He said with a smirk.

“And shit, I'm actually late for work!” I replied with the same grin on my face.

“Let's not make Rebecca mad. You should probably go.”

He pulled up his pants.

I hurried to get dressed. What was he thinking? I wished I could read his mind.

“David, I…”

“It was fun, eh?”

“It was, but…”

“But next time, I promise, I'll take you out to dinner first.”

I smiled like an idiot.

That was pretty much exactly what I wanted to hear.

“I’d love that.”

Twenty minutes later, I was back at the office. David's load was still coating my hole as Rebecca complained about the numbers I gave her.