A Nice Guy

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Angie looked into the rearview mirror to straighten her hair. She quickly brushed her long blonde hair and then fluffed it with her hand so it would flow freely. Pouting her lips she took her little finger and skillfully smoothed the lipstick in the corner of her mouth. Taking one more deep breath, she opened the car door and strolled with renewed confidence to the front porch. Ringing the doorbell with one hand she brushed her shorts with the other. As the seconds ticked by she started to lose her nerve, but the door swung open and she was face-to-face with her best friend’s husband, Scott. 

With a surprised look he said, “Hello.”

“Oh, hi, Scott,” she replied trying to be as calm as possible under the circumstances. “I hope I’m not bothering you.”

“No, not at all,” he smiled as he brushed his light brown hair off his forehead. “I was just paying some bills online. You know, even when I’m not on the job site, I still have to make sure my men get paid.”

“Well, I can come back later,” she blurted out as she felt her resolve weakening when faced with the reality of what she was attempting to do.

“Please, don’t be ridiculous,” he laughed while swinging the door wide open. “You know, you’re always welcomed here.”

“Thank you,” she smiled as she sauntered over the threshold while wondering if she had crossed the point of no return. 

He offered to fix them some lemonade while Angie waited in the living room. Before long he joined her and handed her a glass. They made small talk until she finally asked how he was doing. 

“Oh, there’re good days and bad days,” he surmised while sipping his drink. “Some days go by quickly, and then, sometimes it’s so hard I don’t know what to do.”

“I can only imagine,” she offered as she felt the tears welling in her eyes. “I don’t know what I’d do if I lost Todd, especially at such a young age.”

“You know sometimes I’m glad we never had children, and then, there are other times I wish I had a little girl who would remind me of her mother,” he revealed as Angie looked through her purse for a tissue.

“Well, it’s been hard on me, too,” she blubbered. “Gloria was my best friend since grade school.”

“I know. You were her bridesmaid at our wedding,” he said with a comforting smile. “She thought the world of you.”

“I loved her, too,” sniffed Angie as she wiped her eyes. “We had some great times together and she was the founding member of our little garden club. All the ladies miss her terribly.”

“Yes, your garden club,” reflected Scott. “I used to be jealous of the time she spent with you girls gossiping about who knows what. Now, I’d give anything to be able to let her spend all the time she wanted with you.”

Nervously twisting the tissue she asked, “Have you thought about your future?”

“No, not too much,” he revealed. “I know I’ve got to move on one day, but right now I just want to grieve for my wife.”

“That’s probably the best,” she agreed as she weakly smiled. “It’s not good to rush into something you may regret down the road.”

“Well, to be honest, I haven’t given much thought to it,” he offered as he rubbed his chin. “Of course, I never thought I’d meet someone like Gloria either.”

“You just never know,” sighed Angie. “Well, I know it’ll all turn out good for you in the long run. I know it’s made an impression on me.”

“How so?”

“I’ve had regular check ups since Gloria was diagnosed,” she revealed.

“Including mammograms?” he asked.

“Especially that,” she nervously answered. “Gloria became the spokesperson in our garden club. She made sure all us ladies were having regular exams. She was relentless.”

“She knew it saves lives,” reflected Scott. 

Angie watched with fascination as he quickly looked away in an attempt to control his emotions. When his lower lip started to tremble, she tried to break the awkward silence by asking, “Uh, may I use your bathroom for a minute?”

He could not bring himself to speak but simply nodded his head. She quickly excused herself and found the bathroom. 

Closing the door behind her she stared into the mirror on the wall. This was proving to be harder than she had imagined. She took a deep breath and realized this was the time to make her final decision. Did she go and boldly do what she had come here for, or would she simply excuse herself and take her leave? She knew if Gloria could speak, she would want her to help Scott. Taking another deep breath, she opened the door and made her way back to the living room with renewed determination. 

She took the seat across from him, pursed her lips, and then asked, “Are you sure it’s good to keep things bottled up?”

He looked somewhat surprised by the question but replied, “Well, you know I get by. I do the best I can.”

“I’m sure you do,” she said as comforting as she could. “It’s just I know how men are. Todd gets so horny sometimes I don’t think a herd of wild horses could keep him off me.”

His eyes widened as he blushed, “Well, I just do what I can. That’s all.”

“Did you ever think that it might not be enough?” she asked with a slight smile.

“Well, no, I haven’t,” he replied as his face became a litter redder.

“You know you might could use some help,” she offered.

“Look Angie, I’m not looking to have an affair or anything,” he asserted.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” she laughed. “I’m not offering myself to you.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he blushed again. “I didn’t mean to imply anything. I misunderstood.”

“But I do know how to help you,” she offered. “I’m quite good with my hands.”

“Your hands?”

“That’s right,” she asserted as she leaned forward. “I won’t have sex with you, but I can help you find some pleasure and release.”

“Uh, I don’t know what to say,” he declared as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

“Look, there’s no strings attached,” she explained. “This is just between you and me. I help you and that’s it.”

“Uh, why are you wanting to do this?” he asked as he leaned forward.

“Well, you’re such a nice guy and it’s not right for you to go without,” she surmised. “Besides, I’m sure it’s not healthy. All those little pipes get all clogged up it’s no telling what damage could be done. We’ve got to get them open and going again.”

“I don’t know,” he reflected.

“Look, you and I both know Gloria would want you taken care of,” she offered as she stood. “So, come on.” She smiled and said, “I’ll be gentle.”

“I’m not wanting to impose on anybody,” he said as he shook his head.

“That’s why everybody likes you, Scott. You’re such a nice guy,” she laughed as she took his hand and gently pulled him to a standing position. “Come on.” 

He followed her as she led him to the bedroom. Turning to face him she started unbuttoning his shirt. He slipped it off as she worked on the zipper to his pants. They fell to the floor as she touched the hair on his chest. Her fingers twirled the thick growth as she gazed into his eyes. “I want you to just lay back and relax. I think you’ll like what I can do.”

“Are you going to take your clothes off?” he asked as he slipped out of his briefs.

“No, there’s no need. My hands are naked enough,” she laughed as he crawled onto the bed and lay on his back.

“Oh, okay,” he said with a hint of disappointment.

“Well, don’t sound too sad,” she smiled. “I told you we weren’t having sex. I’m just going to pleasure you, that’s all.”

“Oh, you’re doing fine,” he quickly added. “It’s just, you know, you look great in that white top.”

“Thank you. I didn’t know if you noticed,” she said as she took a long look at his penis as it started to show signs of becoming erect. It was not the biggest one she had ever seen but she was pleasantly surprised at how wide it was.

“Oh, I noticed,” he smiled. “You know how you women are.”

“And how are we, mister?” she smirked as she tossed her hair.

“You wear clothes in such a way that makes us men want to rip them off of you,” he replied. “A white top will drive me crazy faster than anything else. I think you ladies know that and wear them just to tease me.”

“Well, whatever it takes,” she offered. “Okay, I tell you what. I’ll take my top and bra off, but that’s it.” 

Angie grabbed her shirt and in one swift move brought it over her head. With a giggle she tossed it at Scott. He dodged it as it hit his pillow and fell to the side. With a twinkle in her eye she reached behind her back to loosen the bra. He almost gasped when she unhooked it and let it fall to the floor.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he stammered.

“Oh, you’re just being nice,” she blushed. “Though, I must admit, I’ve always been proud of them.”

“You should be,” he agreed. “You don’t think…No, never mind.”

“Never mind what?” she asked with a knowing smile.

“I was going to ask if I could just touch them, but I know what you said,” he replied.

She moved closer and offered, “I said we wouldn’t have sex. I never said you couldn’t touch my breast.” 

Bending over she let him explore her as she closed her eyes. She had to admit he was quite adept at finding her erotic zones. It would have been easy for her to imagine she was making love to Todd. She fought hard to maintain her focus and avoid becoming aroused. Opening her eyes to break the spell she was amused to find Scott with his eyes closed. She figured he must be imagining he was making love to Gloria. It gave her a warm feeling to know she was helping such a nice guy. At least, for a little while, he would feel pleasure again. 

Turning her head to shake any desire from building as he massaged her nipples, she noticed his penis was now fully erect and hard. It was time for her to go to work. She gently took Scott’s hands and removed them from her breast. He opened his eyes and looked somewhat surprised. She smiled, “Let’s see if I can’t get your pipes unclogged.” 

Standing straight she cupped her hands and blew into them. She could feel the air warming her chilly fingers. Then she briskly rubbed them together until they almost felt hot. Bending over she ever so lightly wrapped her hand around the shaft of his penis. She felt his thigh muscles tighten at her touch. With deft fingers she began stroking him as he once again closed his eyes to the sensation. When her hand started to tire she switched to the other and continued the tugging and massaging. She became transfixed on her hand clutching his penis and felt the throbbing as the blood supply to his genitals increased. Closing her eyes she bent her head and let her hair fall onto the head of his penis. Letting her hand relax she swayed her head back and forth allowing her hair to brush lightly against the shaft. The movement caused a stirring in her and it caught her by surprise. She stopped moving to help clear her senses and opened her eyes. There just a few inches away was his penis. She could not stop herself from staring at it. Despite her best effort she gave a whimper as desire chipped away at her control. 

“This is not working,” she finally declared as her focus remained on the erect image in front of her.

Scott was startled and opened his eyes. “Uh, it feels pretty good to me.”

“No, this is not going to work,” she again declared. After thinking for a moment, she straightened to stand and quickly removed her shorts and panties. While Scott watched in amazement, she crawled on top of him and sat in an upright position. She could feel his penis against her naked thigh as it involuntarily strained to find her opening.

“I, uh…” he stammered.

“It’s okay,” she interrupted as she bent over and kissed him on the cheek.

“I don’t have any protection,” he whispered.

“I’m on the pill,” she offered as she reached for his penis. “I’m clean. Are you?”

He was barely able to reply “Yes” before she guided him into her. His muscles tighten as he felt her surround him with her moistness and warmth. She caught her breath as she felt his fullness inside her. They looked at each other in silence until he asked, “May I touch your breast again?” 

Their laughter gave way to a gentle rocking back and forth as pleasure and passion started to mount as it pulled them along to the inevitable conclusion. Angie tried her best to ignore the stirrings within her. After all, it was her intent to help Scott with his needs and she had given no thought to finding any pleasure for herself. But with each thrust she felt her control slipping away. Gathering her inner strength she felt determined to continue and avoid being pulled into the world of indefinable pleasure. She felt she was succeeding but then she closed her eyes. This was enough to slip her over the edge as her lower body became one muscle contraction after another. It caught her by surprise and she moaned with delight at the rhythm of the orgasm. This caused her to thrust long and hard as she lost herself to the sensations. Soon she felt Scott’s body tightening. Fighting against her own desires she stopped and lay as still as possible. She could feel he was about to explode as his penis stretched and pulsated as it begged for her to continue.

“Are you ready to get unclogged?” she asked between breaths. He could scarcely nod his head as she started back rocking. This time she tightened her pelvic muscles as much as she could to feel all of his shaft sliding inside her. She pounded harder and harder until she felt the spasm spread through his body. It climaxed with him crying out as his seed came bursting through his penis. She kept pumping until his contractions stopped with all he had emptied into her. 

He cried “Wow” as she felt him slowly shrinking.

“Whew!” she breathed. “See? Now don’t you feel better getting all that old stale stuff out of you?”

“Yeah, that was great!” he agreed as he toyed with one of her nipples. “No offense but that was a lot better than your hands.”

She raised herself and let him fully slip out of her. “It’s not what I had in mind, but it seemed to work okay.”

“I say it did,” he agreed. “You can do that anytime.”

She thought for a moment and then said, “Well, I guess we’d better make sure your little tubes are all good and open.”

“You gonna use your hands again?” he asked as she reached for him.

“Oh, let’s see how it goes,” she offered as she rolled over beside him. “I don’t want you to think I’m too easy.”

“Oh, you’re not easy,” he laughed. “You’re just good.” 

About an hour later Scott walked Angie to the door. He opened it for her and said, “All I know to say is ‘Thank you.’”

She touched her hand to his cheek. “You’re quite welcome. That’s what friends do. We look after each other.” He kissed her hand, and they said their goodbyes. 

She crawled into her car as he closed the front door. Looking in the mirror she straightened her hair. She knew she had time to go home and take a shower before Todd came home from work. He may even have to work over today as far as she knew. Either way she wanted to make sure to cover any red blotches that were left from the last hour and a half of lovemaking. There was no need to make him suspicious. She knew she had done a good deed for a nice guy, but it might be hard for Todd to fully understand. After all, he was only a man. 

Even though she had been nervous at first and even had doubts as to what she was doing, she was now content and pleased with the way everything had worked out. As she backed out of the driveway and drove down the street she looked toward the clouds in the sky. Somewhere up there she knew Gloria was smiling. She had to be. Angie knew it warmed her heart to do a good deed for the husband of her best friend. She had no doubt if their places were switched, Gloria would have been more than willing to make sure Todd was well cared for. It was quite simple. That was what friends did for each other. Besides, it was the first orgasm she had in months. 

It was four days later when the ladies of the garden club met at Angie’s home for their semimonthly meeting. She was this year’s president with Monique serving as treasurer and Carla as secretary. Sadie and Barbara were also present. The newest member, Linda, had not yet arrived so the ladies waited patiently for her while sipping their ice tea. She had replaced Gloria and had only attended two previous gatherings. It was not long before the conversation turned to thoughts about Gloria and how everyone missed her. 

“It’s so sad to think she used to sit in that chair,” declared Angie.

“Sometimes I can still hear her laughter,” reflected Carla. “She had such a shrill laugh, but it was a good laugh.”

“And she had the best sense of humor, especially if it involved a pun,” offered Monique.

“Many times, it was her laugh that made me laugh,” sighed Barbara. “I sure do miss her.”

“And you and her got this little club going,” declared Sadie. “Was it yours or her idea?”

“Oh, it was hers,” replied Angie. “She was always trying to think of things to do. If it wasn’t helping someone in need it was something else.”

“She was the most optimistic person I’ve ever known,” reflected Monique. “If she found you were down about something she would do everything she knew to pick your spirits back up. She helped me many times.”

“Yeah, she was a special person,” interjected Barbara. “Even when she knew she had cancer and there was no hope she never gave up.”

“I only knew her to be sad on one occasion,” offered Carla.

“When was that?” asked Angie.

“Oh, one time we got to talking about what was going to happen to Scott after she was gone,” Carla replied. “She was pretty worried. They were so close she was afraid he would fall apart.”

“Well, we all know it’s been hard on him,” declared Monique. “It seems he’s held together pretty good but it’s just been so sad.”

“I wonder if he’ll ever be able to find love again,” mused Barbara as she sipped her tea.

“Everybody finds love again,” offered Sadie.

“But I doubt he ever finds what he had with Gloria,” reflected Angie. “It was so special you know it only comes once in a lifetime.”

“He’ll find someone. He’s such a nice guy,” sighed Carla. “Maybe we can help.”

“Surely us old married women know someone he might be interested in,” declared Barbara as she eagerly leaned forward in her chair at the thought of possibly being a matchmaker. “Monique, isn’t your sister still single?”

“Yes, she is,” Monique replied. “And she can stay that way! Heaven help any man who tries to get involved with her. Scott would be better off staying by himself.”

“I don’t know,” reflected Carla. “Not every man can handle being alone, especially after being married to a good woman like Gloria. You remember all the hickeys she’d have when she came to these meetings. There was some hot stuff going on between them two.”

“You’d better believe it,” laughed Barbara. “They must’ve always got horny at the same time. No wonder he always had that beautiful smile of his. I’d be smiling too.”

“Well, every man has certain needs,” offered Angie. “Even the nice ones have to be taken care of.”

“Oh, girl, talking like that is going to make me blush,” laughed Monique as she fanned herself with her hand.

“Come on, Monique, you know you’d jump his bones if he’d let you,” smirked Carla. “I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at him.”

“That would not be right!” Monique bristled. “I’m a respectable person.”

“But, don’t you think sometimes as respectable people we have to be willing to go out of our way to help?” Angie inquired. “I know that was Gloria’s spirit. Whatever it took she was going to help.”

“What kind of help are you talking about?” asked Barbara as she almost slid off her seat in anticipation of some juicy conversation.

Angie sat in silence as the other ladies stared at her. Finally, Carla said, “Okay, girl spill the beans. What do you know?”

“Well, I’m not really at liberty to say anything,” replied Angie as she felt herself blushing.

“Oh, come on. We don’t have any secrets from each other,” laughed Barbara.

“And you know what we say here always stays here,” agreed Monique. “We’ve never told on each other.”

Angie found herself somewhat enjoying being the center of attention. After a pause she said, “All I’m saying is if we see a need we’re obligated to help the best we can. It doesn’t matter the need. What matters is that we’re willing to help.”

The ladies sat in silent meditation as they struggled to piece together what Angie was saying. Carla’s eyes widened as she declared, “You’ve slept with Scott!”

“Is that true, Angie?” asked a surprised Monique.

“I didn’t mean to,” Angie blurted out as the shocked ladies looked at her with amused bewilderment.

“What did you mean to do?” asked Sadie.

“Okay, I’ll tell you,” sighed Angie as she realized she had backed herself in a corner. “I know it’s not healthy for a man to do without for a long period of time. He’ll get all clogged up and everything. It can’t be good.”

“It’s not?” asked a surprised Barbara. “What about priest?”

“Let her talk,” declared Carla.

“I was just going to give him a hand job to help him out, but things kinda got out of hand,” confessed Angie.

“Is that a pun?” asked Sadie.

“It sounded like something Gloria would say,” agreed Barbara.

“Well, I let him rub my breast,” continued Angie. “And before I knew what happened I was on top of him banging away.” 

No one said anything as they reflected on what had been revealed. Angie could feel little beads of sweat forming on her brow as she fought back her embarrassment. She finally blurted, “I know you think I’m a bad person, but I was just trying to help. He’s a nice guy and he shouldn’t have to suffer.”

Carla reached out and touched her hand, “You’re not bad. It’s just he didn’t need any help.”

“What are you saying, Carla?” asked a surprised Angie.

“He’s already had help,” confessed Carla as she took a deep breath to gather her strength. “A little over two weeks ago I went over there and did the same thing.”

“He didn’t say a word,” reflected Angie. “Of course, I guess I didn’t give him much of a chance to say anything.”

“That was nice of you Carla, but I was there before you,” revealed Sadie.

“You?!? When?”

“It was about a week after Gloria’s funeral,” Sadie replied as she dropped her head. “I went to get my dishes from when we took him food, and well, he looked so sad and all, I couldn’t help myself.”

“Gloria wasn’t even cold in the ground,” declared a shocked Carla.

“I know. I know,” agreed Sadie as she wiped a tear from her eye. “At first I hated myself, but then I figured if it brought some comfort to him then I’m glad I did it.”

“Well, while we’re confessing,” declared Barbara.

“You, too?”

“Yeah, me too,” she continued. “It was about a month after Gloria passed. He’s such a nice guy and I thought what the heck. I thought Gloria would approve.”

“That’s what I thought, too,” reflected Angie. “It seemed the right thing to do.” 

The ladies looked at each other in disbelief until they realized Monique had not said anything. They all turned to look at her at the same time.

“What?” she asked.

“Okay, what’s your story?” Carla asked with a sneer.

“Well, if you must know, I’ve been helping him out about every week or so,” revealed Monique.

All the ladies hollered with surprise and Angie blurted, “You’re having an affair with him?”

“No, I’m not,” Monique protested.

“You’re seeing him every week!” smirked Carla. “What would you call it?”

“I’m just helping him out,” Monique said in her defense. “He knows there’s no future for us. My God, I have a family. I would never give them up for him!”

“So, how many times?” asked Barbara.

“Oh, I guess a dozen or so,” confessed Monique.

“Sounds like an affair to me,” declared Carla.

“Well, you just call it whatever you want,” bristled Monique. “I know the truth. I know I’ve been helping him the same way all the rest of you helped him.”

Carla shook her head and then reflected, “It appears he’s had plenty of help.”

“I guess he didn’t need unclogging after all,” reflected Angie.

“Oh, I believe his juices have been flowing just fine,” smiled Sadie. “The funny thing is none of us ever knew what was going on.”

“It just shows how good we are,” laughed Barbara.

“Or how pathetic we are,” Carla chimed in.

“Well, I for one have no regrets,” declared Angie. “He’s a nice guy and I think we all did a good deed.”

“Okay, we’re saints,” laughed Carla. “Can we get this meeting going? I’ve got some errands to run before Van gets home for dinner.”

“I didn’t want to start before Linda got here,” reflected Angie. “Let me see if I can reach her.” She opened her cell phone and said, “I forgot I had turned my phone off. Let’s see. I’ve got one message. I’ll bet it’s Linda.” 

The ladies watched as Angie listened to the message. They could tell by her eyes something was going on.

“What is it?” asked Sadie.

“She said she’s not coming today,” replied Angie. “She said we’ve talked so much about Gloria and Scott that she decided to stop by and see how he’s doing.” 

All the ladies looked at each other and then burst out laughing. When she could speak Carla said, “You’d better call and warn her.”

Angie opened her phone and started to dial. She paused for a moment and then closed the phone.

“You’re not going to call?” asked a surprised Carla.

“No, I don’t think so,” Angie replied.

Carla smiled and said, “You know what’s going to happen.”

“I know. I know,” reflected Angie. “But he is a nice guy.”

THE END

Copyright ©2010 by Jerry W. Crews