Alan POV
I watched Wen smile and laugh with his new boyfriend, Jim, who owned a chicken place. I wanted to call it tacky, however, it was a fairly cute place, with good food too, though I wouldn't ever admit that out loud.
A small pang of jealousy hit me as I watched. Not because I wanted Wen back, I knew that was done, long before Jim came around. We just grew apart and I just didn't want to admit it.
No, I was more jealous of how happy they looked. Could I ever be that happy again?
"P'Alan, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."
I instantly smiled at the interrupting voice. Kaipa, the newest client of the bank, well my client, stood smiling at me behind the opposite chair
"No, no!" I insisted as I stood to greet him.
My leg gave way a little so he ushered me to sit down. He took the seat opposite as Wen brought him a drink. We both ordered and then he smiled at me expectantly.
I'd been handling his mother's multiple insurances since her passing. Well, I won't be anymore, everything was finalized a few days ago and I didn't actually need to meet up with him to tell him, but I didn't like the idea of just calling or sending a letter.
"Are there any more papers I need to go over or sign?" he asked after I remained quiet.
"Oh!" I jerked a little. "No, no more paperwork, everything is now completed and the money should be transferred to your account within the next 3 to 5 days."
"Oh, ok that's good."
Was it me, or did he sound disappointed? No of course not, I guess it was just another reminder for him that his mother was gone. I'd felt the same when mine passed.
"Yes, erm … this will be our final meeting."
He nodded but said nothing more. Our food was delivered then and we ate in silence. I watched him as we ate, he rarely met my eye but when he did he would smile and blush.
Once I'd caught sight of Wen over his shoulder watching us, he was nodding towards Kaipa and smirking. I scowled at him but cleared my face when Kaipa looked up again.
"You didn't actually need to meet me to tell me everything was finished did you?" he asked shyly.
It was my turn to blush now as I fidgeted in my seat. He was right of course but something about him pulled me forward and made me want to be brave and honest.
"Well, no I didn't need to meet with you personally but I … I pride myself in giving my customers the most personal attention I can."
His face fell a little which made me want to kick myself. Why was it so hard to say it was because I liked him?
"Are you like this with all of your customers?"
Shit! Now I sounded like a jackass. I made it sound like all I did was flirt with my customers and jerk them around.
"No! I meant … not like …" I stammered.
"What he meant was, he gives the personal touch to all his customers but only one gets him in person more than others."
Wen smirked before walking away. I wanted to punch and hug him at the same time. Words were never my strong suit unless it was about business, Wen was always the one that knew what to say.
Kaipa lowered his head but I could see the smile there. I guess I couldn't be too mad at Wen.
"Well erm … if that is true then I appreciate your erm … your personal attention," he blushed.
I could feel myself blushing too. My hands were sweating, my heart was racing as I finished my food and took a deep breath.
"Actually, I don't usually meet my clients outside of the office this much. Meetings are usually done at my office or their residence and if I need anything else they just bring it to me."
"So, why did you want to meet with me so much?" he asked with a little sparkle in his eyes.
"Well, I … at first I mean, it was because of work. With as many insurances as your mother had we needed all the paperwork. After you came to my office and almost took my pen I … I don't know … I wanted to …"
Damn! Why was it so hard to say 'You were sweet and shy, and I wanted to spend more time with you.'
"You wanted to?" he asked.
"I wanted to … well … get to know you," I finished feeling my cheeks burn.
Kaipa's cheeks turned pink as he dipped his head shyly. My smile grew as I imagined his head dipping for another reason. My cock filled a little at the image but I cleared my face as he lifted his head.
"Really?" he asked timidly.
"Well … yeah! But I guess now everything is done, so …" I veered off.
"We don't need to meet anymore, do we?"
I shook my head and sighed as we stood up. He fumbled with his things and I could see Wen pointing at Kaipa again. I knew what he wanted me to do but after our disaster of a relationship, I felt scared.
"Well I guess this is goodbye then, P'Alan," he smiled sadly and held out his hand.
I gave him my own sad smile and shook his hand. We both lingered but eventually let go. Kaipa nodded and then turned to leave. I watched as he waved at the owner and Wen and moved away from me.
'Turn around! Turn around!' I chanted in my head. Promising myself that if he turned around I would insist he stay or we meet up again.
"Are you seriously going to just stand there?"
Wen made me jump as he came to stand beside me. He crossed his arms as he watched Kaipa.
"Go after him already!" he insisted.
"I can't," I muttered.
"Why not?"
"Because … because … he's my client!"
That argument sounded weak even to me but what other reason did I have?
"No he's not, at least not anymore," he clarified.
"Well, yes, technically but one day he'll …"
"Alan, I know you. I know this has nothing to do with him being a client but everything to do with you being scared of putting yourself out there again. The end was messy for us but that doesn't mean it will be the same with him."
"I don't know …"
"Well it's up to you but if you let him walk away I am very sure you will regret it."
I watched Wen walk away towards his lover and then looked back at Kaipa but he wasn't there anymore. My heart flipped and I wondered if I was too late already.
Kaipa POV
'Follow me! Follow me!' I chanted as I walked away.
When I finally reached the end of the street I looked back and sighed. P'Alan was nowhere to be seen. I guess he was just lonely.
"Guess I got it wrong again," I mumbled to myself.
With a deep sigh, I turned and headed home. This was P'Jim all over again. I mistook his kindness for something more. Ma said I would find someone someday but when will that be?
When I got home I curled up on the sofa and stared blankly at the TV, like I'd done every night since Ma passed. I groaned when I heard the doorbell. Who could be calling this late?
"Ok! I'm coming!" I called when they rang it again.
"P'Alan?"
P'Alan was standing outside my gate, he was here at my house. Why was he here at my house?
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I … I …" he panted.
That's when I remembered he was still recovering from an accident. Had he run here? I opened the gate and ushered him inside. P'Alan limped a little which answered my question.
He sat on the sofa whilst I grabbed him some water. He smiled politely when he accepted it as I sat next to him. I watched him as he downed the water, the slow motion of his throat going up and down was making me hard as I imagined my cock going down his throat.
My mouth suddenly became dry when my cock jerked. I gulped as my eyes were transfixed. I jumped when I felt something soft against my lips. My eyes jumped up to his eyes and mine went wide.
P'Alan had stopped drinking and was staring at me. His thumb was stroking my lower lips and it was sending shock waves down my body. I was ready to release.
I couldn't speak or move as he stared at my lips. Was he going to kiss me? Did I want him to? I had the sudden urge to do something daring.
I gripped his wrist and his eyes widened, I could feel him trying to pull away so I moved forward before I could second-guess myself.
He gasped when my lips kissed his thumb. Emboldened by his reaction I darted my tongue out to flick and lick his digit. Then I pulled it into my mouth and sucked. I'd seen this in a porn movie and always wanted to try it or have it done to me. It was more erotic than I imagined.
My cock was at full capacity and straining in my pants. P'Alan's eyes were dilated and locked. He licked his lips and I thought this was it, he was going to kiss me but he didn't move.
Embarrassment flooded me so I pushed his thumb out of my mouth and stood.
"I'm sorry … I …"
I turned but was pulled back. P'Alan gripped my neck and kissed me. His mouth felt warm and soft against mine. His tongue swiped into my mouth and my body jerked.
We kissed as he twisted us around and lowered me down onto the sofa. His hard body pressed against mine and pinned me to the cushions.
I groaned as his hand moved in between us and gripped my straining erection through my jeans. My hips bucked and I moaned into his mouth. P'Alan pulled back and panted above me.
His eyes roamed my body and my face heated under his gaze. He looked down to where his hand was still rubbing me.
"Can I?"
I nodded and groaned as he sat up and started undoing my jeans. He pulled them down along with my underwear and went straight for my cock.
He licked my precum and I gasped as his hot mouth enveloped my head and sucked. The sensation was overwhelming and I could feel myself getting close.
"P'Alan! Stop I'm …." my hips jerked up as I couldn't control my release.
P'Alan didn't stop sucking and I tried to squirm away but I had nowhere to go. He moved his tongue down my shaft. I could feel him pulling my jeans past my knees. Suddenly my legs were lifted and he continued kissing and licking my body.
He lapped around my balls and moved further down. I jerked as he swiped over my hole over and over again. I gasped as I felt my cock filling once again. Suddenly, I felt something pushing against my hole. I gasped when it pushed past my entrance.
It stung and burned at the same time and I was about to yell at him to get it out when a strange wave of pleasure spiked up my spine.
"P'Alan! That … I …"
I couldn't form words or think of anything other than pleasure. I groaned when I felt him pull out and sat up when I heard something ripping.
My eyes widened as I watched him put a condom on his thick, hard dick. It was huge and the tip was leaking. When he was done he looked at me and waited.
I knew what he was asking and I didn't hesitate to nod. I'd wanted him for a long time now and wasn't going to miss out. He smirked at me as he moved forward.
Since my jeans were around my knees I couldn't see him. So I started pushing them off. P'Alan understood what I wanted and helped me get them off. Now with my legs wide open, I could watch him as he lined himself up and pushed. The burn was worse than before and I gripped his arm.
"You ok?" he asked.
I nodded and took deep breaths. The pain ebbed as I got used to him, eventually, he slowly started to move again. In and out, easing further inside each time.
The pleasure was beyond what I could ever imagine. P'Alan moaned above me and it spurred me on. I reached my hands to grab his ass as he pounded into me.
"Yes!" I called out.
"Kaipa! I'm not gonna last long!" he grunted.
He sat back up and pulled me along with him. P'Alan was now laid on his back whilst I sat on top of him. This angle pushed his cock deeper inside me, rubbing even harder against my prostate every time.
My hips rocked as his hands gripped my waist. The feeling was intense and overpowering at the same time. His hand gripped my cock and pumped me in time with my hips.
Our bodies were a tangle of limbs as I pulled him up and gripped his shoulders. Our mouths messed together as our sweaty bodies moved in sync.
"Stand!" he ordered.
I did as I was told and he moved me so I was kneeling on the sofa with my ass sticking out. He pushed back into me and I cried out in ecstasy.
"I'm gonna cum!" P'Alan called out.
Soon he pulled out and came all over my back. He wiped his cum into my skin and I jerked. He flipped me around, knelt in front of me and gripped my erection.
His tongue lapped at my head as he fisted my cock. My body convulsed as my jets of hot cum pulsed out of my cock and onto his chest.
I collapsed onto the sofa and he took the space next to me. We breathed heavily as the afterglow of our releases sizzled away.
"I've wanted to do that for a long time now," P'Alan confessed.
"Me too," I breathed.
We stared at each other and laughed. I felt his hand slowly grip mine as we sat there.
"I'm sorry Kaipa," he breathed.
"For what?"
"I was so afraid of getting hurt again that I almost let you go."
I smiled at him and squeezed his hand.
"It's ok, you came after me in the end and I get it. Just don't do it again," I warned playfully.
"I won't," he chuckled.
Eventually, I stood and held my hand out. He took it with a raised eyebrow as he let me pull him up.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up and then go to bed."
He nodded with a beaming smile. For the first time since Ma passed, I felt happy. I know it could only get better.