Paul.”
Her sigh is so dreamy I bite my lips to remind myself that she’s asleep and not inviting me to maul her just yet. Dot is warm as she snuggles closer and presses her sex into my hip. And God help me she smells like lavender and something I’ve come to think may just be her natural scent.
It’s sweet and clean and makes my mouth water with the need to see if the source is indeed between her thighs like I suspect it is.
Instead I just pull her closer and savor her sweet soft body so close to mine and think about what we’re going to do next. I’ve been only half truthful with Dot thus far, and part of me knows that my tantrum earlier may have been a little more about getting out of tonight than it was at Rafferty, though the man deserves a good kick in the ass.
No I think that the hours spent freeing the cow were spent thinking too much. I started thinking about how she’s putting all this trust in me, giving herself to me and depending on me to make the outcome worthwhile because the pain she’s going to experience after will be big.
And here I am, knowing that while I do want her and like her, I am using her in a way. When Alex finds out that I’m screwing his fiancée, untrue as that may well be, it will crush him. Not emotionally or financially, but because he’ll be losing something that he can’t get back.
Just like I lost what little trust I had left in people after my grandfather and his wife spent my childhood making it miserable. I see now that Sarah was a liar, that she never loved me and was only with me to keep me in line like they wanted, but I did love her, and for the pain Alex and Sarah caused I’m going to get my revenge.
Dot just happens to be an easy tool for me to use against him.
I drift off to sleep with those questions swirling in my mind, at peace as Dot snuggles closer and drools all over my arm that’s pillowing her head.
My balls may be freaking sapphire blue right now and I feel like my dick is about to kill me from loss of blood to the brain, but here and now I just push it all away and sleep for the first time in weeks since I saw Dot and knew about Alex.
This is all gonna work out, Paulie boy , I assure myself, burying my face in her hair. It has to because after today’s conversation and knowing that she’s as perfect for this life as I could ever have dreamed, I want it all with a fire that’s burning me alive from the inside out.
***
Dot
Waking up beside a man wearing nothing but tight boxer shorts and an erection that’s nestled in my butt is so weird. Awesome but weird, I muse as I stretch long and silently, pushing closer before memories of last night bombard me.
Asshole.
What the heck was up with him last night? And you know what? How dare he make me sit and wait with my first supper cooling on the table only to brush me off so easily the minute he got home.
I was so hurt and angry I just shoved everything into containers and came upstairs to bed. The temptation that hit me when I glared at his bed and thought about sleeping elsewhere was great, but even greater was the need to sleep beside him and not wake up alone.
Pitiful human.
The sun isn’t even up yet and here I am, awake and bushy tailed, ready to start the morning with a bang. Instead of luxuriating in the morning wood fest that’s up my crack I slowly slide out from beneath the arm around my waist and slip into the bathroom for a quick shower and dress.
This is a vacation so I feel okay with my old cutoffs, white tee, and ratty Converse as I head downstairs and start throwing breakfast together.
Jules told me yesterday while Paul was on the phone to oversee some last-minute thing at the office that the men usually just scarf some canned beans and toast for breakfast before heading out, so I offered to cook everyone some grub.
I love this and like even more that I have so many mouths to feed. Being used to big quantities means that by the time an hour has
Her sigh is so dreamy I bite my lips to remind myself that she’s asleep and not inviting me to maul her just yet. Dot is warm as she snuggles closer and presses her sex into my hip. And God help me she smells like lavender and something I’ve come to think may just be her natural scent.
It’s sweet and clean and makes my mouth water with the need to see if the source is indeed between her thighs like I suspect it is.
Instead I just pull her closer and savor her sweet soft body so close to mine and think about what we’re going to do next. I’ve been only half truthful with Dot thus far, and part of me knows that my tantrum earlier may have been a little more about getting out of tonight than it was at Rafferty, though the man deserves a good kick in the ass.
No I think that the hours spent freeing the cow were spent thinking too much. I started thinking about how she’s putting all this trust in me, giving herself to me and depending on me to make the outcome worthwhile because the pain she’s going to experience after will be big.
And here I am, knowing that while I do want her and like her, I am using her in a way. When Alex finds out that I’m screwing his fiancée, untrue as that may well be, it will crush him. Not emotionally or financially, but because he’ll be losing something that he can’t get back.
Just like I lost what little trust I had left in people after my grandfather and his wife spent my childhood making it miserable. I see now that Sarah was a liar, that she never loved me and was only with me to keep me in line like they wanted, but I did love her, and for the pain Alex and Sarah caused I’m going to get my revenge.
Dot just happens to be an easy tool for me to use against him.
I drift off to sleep with those questions swirling in my mind, at peace as Dot snuggles closer and drools all over my arm that’s pillowing her head.
My balls may be freaking sapphire blue right now and I feel like my dick is about to kill me from loss of blood to the brain, but here and now I just push it all away and sleep for the first time in weeks since I saw Dot and knew about Alex.
This is all gonna work out, Paulie boy , I assure myself, burying my face in her hair. It has to because after today’s conversation and knowing that she’s as perfect for this life as I could ever have dreamed, I want it all with a fire that’s burning me alive from the inside out.
***
Dot
Waking up beside a man wearing nothing but tight boxer shorts and an erection that’s nestled in my butt is so weird. Awesome but weird, I muse as I stretch long and silently, pushing closer before memories of last night bombard me.
Asshole.
What the heck was up with him last night? And you know what? How dare he make me sit and wait with my first supper cooling on the table only to brush me off so easily the minute he got home.
I was so hurt and angry I just shoved everything into containers and came upstairs to bed. The temptation that hit me when I glared at his bed and thought about sleeping elsewhere was great, but even greater was the need to sleep beside him and not wake up alone.
Pitiful human.
The sun isn’t even up yet and here I am, awake and bushy tailed, ready to start the morning with a bang. Instead of luxuriating in the morning wood fest that’s up my crack I slowly slide out from beneath the arm around my waist and slip into the bathroom for a quick shower and dress.
This is a vacation so I feel okay with my old cutoffs, white tee, and ratty Converse as I head downstairs and start throwing breakfast together.
Jules told me yesterday while Paul was on the phone to oversee some last-minute thing at the office that the men usually just scarf some canned beans and toast for breakfast before heading out, so I offered to cook everyone some grub.
I love this and like even more that I have so many mouths to feed. Being used to big quantities means that by the time an hour has
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