SF Chapter 70: R18 and Back to LA
The next day, after saying goodbye to the whole group, Daniel was in the hotel room with Lindsay Ellingson.
"So, you're going back today, Dani?" she asked, after taking another sip of wine.
"Yep," he stepped closer to her. "You know I'm not exactly the nice guy..."
Lindsay stated flatly, "You are a playboy."
"Yes," he agreed without any shame. "But I liked seeing you again. It was special for me."
"I'm already in your hotel room, drinking wine. You don't need to woo me more," she mocked, leaning her face closer to his.
"I know." He kissed Lindsay, their tongues intertwining.
"I don't tell this to everyone. I really cherished what we had."
She laughed. "You know, ours is the love story I always tell my model friends. How I ended up with a guy way shorter than me."
"Yeah, me too!" Daniel agreed. "How Dani conquered Goliath." He made a heroic pose.
She rolled her eyes. "Even that time when you had to tiptoe to kiss me?" she asked mischievously.
"Especially that one! I have zero shame about it. It just proves how awesome I already was back then," he smirked, picking her up and carrying her to bed.
They kept kissing on the bed, slowly removing each other's clothes until they were left in their underwear.
"Woow," he was mesmerized, admiring her perfect model body.
"I bought this just for today, this Victoria's Secret lingerie," she smiled. "Did you like it?"
"A lot," he muttered, already moving down to kiss her entire body. He liked it so much that he didn't remove them; instead, he pulled her panties aside and began to go down on her.
After a few moans from Lindsay, he put on a condom and positioned himself on top.
"You're really not going to let me take it off?" Lindsay asked, while running her hands over his toned abs, aroused.
"Why? We can still do it normally," he said as he penetrated her. "And I think it's sexy, doing it while the girl isn't completely nude."
Daniel watched his shaft sliding in and out while her panties were pulled to the side.
He leaned down slightly, increasing the pace, while she placed her hands on his waist, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the moment.
"But this needs to go..." he removed her bra, tossing it aside.
Soon enough, the room was filled with louder erotic sounds.
After they had their first orgasm, Lindsay lazily rested her head on his chest, tracing lazy circles over his skin with her finger.
Daniel was gently stroking her hair when he made a subtle nod.
She glanced down and noticed a tent forming under the blanket that was covering them.
He smirked. "Now I'm taller than you - whether we're standing up or lying down."
"You are ridiculous..." she giggled, already adjusting herself in bed.
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Daniel ended up staying one more day in New York for obvious reasons; he finally returned to Los Angeles the following day.
In front of his brother's house, he muttered, "Oh, man, I miss unlocked doors." He searched his pockets for the key.
In New York, it was amazing how Monica left the apartment door open most of the time.
Before he could crouch down to grab the key hidden inside the fake rock, Charlie appeared, wearing a smoking jacket and clearly suffering from a massive hangover.
[Charlie commentary]
Charlie was sitting on the couch. "After the movie premiere, Lisa and I stayed together for a few days."
He shook his head. "But the old fights started happening again. You know, marriage talks and stuff like that..."
"We ended up breaking up again."
[Commentary ends]
"Wow, Charlie, looks like you had quite the night," Dani commented, raising an eyebrow.
"Hey, you are back, Daniel," Charlie patted his brother on the back.
He raised a finger as if giving a lesson, though with some difficulty, "Never mix tequila and scotch!"
"Got it!" Daniel nodded and waited for his brother to open the door.
As soon as they stepped inside, Jake came running out of the hallway. "Morning, Uncle Charlie."
"And morning, Uncle Dan," he gave his other uncle a hug.
Jake turned his head. "Uncle Charlie, Dad said you'd never get up to go to soccer with me. But I said you promised. So he was wrong. Ha-ha."
He ran off to the kitchen.
Charlie walked over to the couch and lay down. "Yeah, ha-ha," he repeated what his nephew had said, before realizing. "Wait, what?"
That made him get up, becoming a bit more sober for a brief moment.
"Uh, seems like you're in trouble, bro. Fortunately, I didn't promise anything," Daniel chuckled, sitting down beside him.
Then Alan came out of the kitchen and remarked when he saw what Charlie was wearing, "You know, most of the parents wear shorts and lots of sunscreen, but that's another way to go."
"Welcome back, Daniel," he continued to the younger one. "I read that your movie is doing incredibly well," he added.
"Pretty much. I bought some souvenirs and gifts for everyone; I'll give to you later," Daniel commented.
"Oh, thanks!"
Charlie returned to the previous subject, "Alan, I can't go to a soccer game. I just got home from Vegas."
Alan made an incredulous face. "You went out last night to return a video."
"Oh damn it, I missed that?" Dani grumbled. "Couldn't you wait for today, bro? Vegas?"
Charlie paused for a moment, massaging his temples, before explaining, "I ran into a friend of mine who was getting married at the Bellagio."
Alan was still in disbelief but then remembered. "Didn't you say you were coming yesterday, Daniel?"
"Yeah, but I also ran into a friend of mine this week. You know, the usual: pretty girl, we'd hooked up before, I got laid, missed the flight, had more sex, grabbed lunch, and then ended up back in bed again."
"I would've stayed more days if she didn't have to leave for another city because of work," he finished, making an okay sign with his hand. "She is a model, by the way."
"Oh, the usual... depravity and blessed by God," his brother scoffed. "Anyway, I'm the Soccer Snack Buddy this week, so I've gotta stop at the grocery store."
"Why don't you two ride to the game with Jake when the van gets here?" he suggested.
"I've got a better idea. Why don't I go upstairs, throw up, and sleep in my clothes for twelve hours?" Charlie retorted.
"Fine, but if you're not gonna come, you've gotta tell Jake yourself."
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