a buffet table, tapped in another
code to a security box on the wall hidden by a picture and grabbed
the gun to sit inside.
Trey watched her in motion. Admired
her from behind in her short black shorts that crested just below
her ass. Her shapely legs told him she worked out and contributed
as much time to her work as she did her body. Too bad, she didn't
see the value in a social life as much as him. Too bad, she didn't
decide to join him and the twins, because after she left, he wasn't
top of his game and spent more time imagining Jennifer naked on his
cock than Tawny or Tammy.
He watched her check the safety, put
the gun in her safe, and then set the picture on hinges back over
the safe. He understood the perils of being a safe single female;
he mentally commended her for it. What thought popped in his head
next was so possessive that it scared even himself. Perhaps if she
came home to him, walked the beach at night with him, she wouldn't
need all this security. Then she turned to him with her sultry
seductive smile and spoke out with such a soft sexual voice; he got
rock hard right there. Which wasn't hard to miss since he chose to
go commando under his baggie cargo shorts. Just the sound of her
voice filling the air over the sounds of ocean tightened his gut,
which has not happened in a really long time. The ocean was his
first love, but now, before him, was a woman who he could not deny
the feelings she stirred up within him.
"So what will it be gorgeous?" I
tossed him a look that my body was conveying. If he hung around too
long, I would have to bypass my no sleeping with business policy.
It wasn't etched in stone but in this particular situation, it
could complicate matters real quick. Like my heart being broken by
a blonde surfer boy one more time, and that would be enough for me
to realize that life was too complicated and busy for
heartbreak.
He looked to be struggling with his
answer when I noticed his hard on. It wasn't hard to miss since he
obviously had decided that fresh air under those shorts was more
comfortable. I shook my head and walked towards my gallery style,
stainless-steel refrigerator. Lorna knew when to make sure it was
stocked for the weekends I was home. "I've got Corona, Bud light or
Michelob Ultra, also a recent bottle of red wine that I opened
myself last night."
Last night. Those memories flooded
back quick as I stood in front of an open refrigerator and thought
about how incredible Trey was to me last night without even being
here. So now that he was here, how incredible would it be for him
to conclude my orgasm that I had already started up again by just
thinking of him. If I was a man, with the way my vagina was humming
right now, and my palms ached for his naked skin, I would be
sporting a wood too.
"Ultra sounds good." Then he cleared
his throat and turned away.
I grabbed two and walked slowly over
to him, observing his backside. He looked as if he had recently
worked out, with his muscles all tight and his tan glowing on his
skin. His tanned legs under the brown cargo shorts, his muscular
arms and broad back stretching out the brown tee shirt he had on. I
was sure those two twins looked to have ample energy, along with
bodies that if I was a lesbian, I wouldn't mind having a go at
them. But I wasn't. I was too hung up on men and could not help
myself when I was around a healthy man like Trey. All he had to do
was say the words 'go' and I would most likely dive right
in.
"Here you go." I handed an unopened
beer off to him then twisted the top of my own beer. I proceeded to
walk back outside into the warm night air. It was late, and the
dark night was clear enough for some stars to start doting
themselves across the sky like a big connect the dot extravaganza,
white sparkling dots on dark navy blue sky.
I walked over to a set of lounge
chairs and proceeded to sit down, looking at the other one then to
Trey standing there taking a long drawl of his glass beer bottle
while standing
code to a security box on the wall hidden by a picture and grabbed
the gun to sit inside.
Trey watched her in motion. Admired
her from behind in her short black shorts that crested just below
her ass. Her shapely legs told him she worked out and contributed
as much time to her work as she did her body. Too bad, she didn't
see the value in a social life as much as him. Too bad, she didn't
decide to join him and the twins, because after she left, he wasn't
top of his game and spent more time imagining Jennifer naked on his
cock than Tawny or Tammy.
He watched her check the safety, put
the gun in her safe, and then set the picture on hinges back over
the safe. He understood the perils of being a safe single female;
he mentally commended her for it. What thought popped in his head
next was so possessive that it scared even himself. Perhaps if she
came home to him, walked the beach at night with him, she wouldn't
need all this security. Then she turned to him with her sultry
seductive smile and spoke out with such a soft sexual voice; he got
rock hard right there. Which wasn't hard to miss since he chose to
go commando under his baggie cargo shorts. Just the sound of her
voice filling the air over the sounds of ocean tightened his gut,
which has not happened in a really long time. The ocean was his
first love, but now, before him, was a woman who he could not deny
the feelings she stirred up within him.
"So what will it be gorgeous?" I
tossed him a look that my body was conveying. If he hung around too
long, I would have to bypass my no sleeping with business policy.
It wasn't etched in stone but in this particular situation, it
could complicate matters real quick. Like my heart being broken by
a blonde surfer boy one more time, and that would be enough for me
to realize that life was too complicated and busy for
heartbreak.
He looked to be struggling with his
answer when I noticed his hard on. It wasn't hard to miss since he
obviously had decided that fresh air under those shorts was more
comfortable. I shook my head and walked towards my gallery style,
stainless-steel refrigerator. Lorna knew when to make sure it was
stocked for the weekends I was home. "I've got Corona, Bud light or
Michelob Ultra, also a recent bottle of red wine that I opened
myself last night."
Last night. Those memories flooded
back quick as I stood in front of an open refrigerator and thought
about how incredible Trey was to me last night without even being
here. So now that he was here, how incredible would it be for him
to conclude my orgasm that I had already started up again by just
thinking of him. If I was a man, with the way my vagina was humming
right now, and my palms ached for his naked skin, I would be
sporting a wood too.
"Ultra sounds good." Then he cleared
his throat and turned away.
I grabbed two and walked slowly over
to him, observing his backside. He looked as if he had recently
worked out, with his muscles all tight and his tan glowing on his
skin. His tanned legs under the brown cargo shorts, his muscular
arms and broad back stretching out the brown tee shirt he had on. I
was sure those two twins looked to have ample energy, along with
bodies that if I was a lesbian, I wouldn't mind having a go at
them. But I wasn't. I was too hung up on men and could not help
myself when I was around a healthy man like Trey. All he had to do
was say the words 'go' and I would most likely dive right
in.
"Here you go." I handed an unopened
beer off to him then twisted the top of my own beer. I proceeded to
walk back outside into the warm night air. It was late, and the
dark night was clear enough for some stars to start doting
themselves across the sky like a big connect the dot extravaganza,
white sparkling dots on dark navy blue sky.
I walked over to a set of lounge
chairs and proceeded to sit down, looking at the other one then to
Trey standing there taking a long drawl of his glass beer bottle
while standing
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