Good for Now (Book One of The Now Series) by Rebecca J. Ryan Page A
Authors: Rebecca J. Ryan
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doors. I stop hoping Nadine or some one from the kitchen walks through, but no one does. So I push through the doors and I am in the kitchen, but it is empty and I don't see Kevin or Nadine. But I do see the refrigerator.
Then I hear voices, no moaning this time. I look around, still not seeing anyone. But I hear laugher, I walk towards an opened window and I see Kevin and Nadine by the outside storage area. They’re looking through boxes.
See your paranoia got the best of you.
I clear my throat still at the window, hoping to break their connection. Kevin turns around.
"Oh, hi Julie," he says.
I was hoping he would’ve said, "Oh, hi honey, sweetheart”, or another affectionate word or phrase other than my name. It was like he was disappointed to see me.
"Did you fix the refrigerator?"
Nadine looks at Kevin, like her tongue is caught, waiting for his lead.
"It works now, Nadine sure runs a tight ship here," Kevin says.
I smile, this is his usual cool and collective response when he is trying to diverge attention.
"Thanks Kevin."
"Are you ready to go?" I ask him.
"Yes," he says.
Still I was hoping for a more affectionate response.
"Where are you two going?" Nadine dares to ask.
"Not sure...there are many places on my list." I say, not wanting to give her an exact location. I just want to be alone with Kevin.
Kevin turns back to Nadine and asks, "Do you have any suggestions?"
I just smile, feeling like I was kicked in the stomach. Just answer the question I think and don't you dare drag it out.
"It's easy, I think you should go to the beach. It is about a ten minute walk, just follow the path going west, you can't miss it. Its just before the front hedges of the property. It's only for owners and their guests," she says.
"Sounds like my kind of place," Kevin says.
I have to admit it does sound like my kind of place too, I just love the beach, and I am excited to wear one of my new bikini's.
If Kevin had been screwing her, she wouldn't have been able to talk to you. I now feel a little better.
"Why don't you go and enjoy the beach for the day, and when you get back later, tired and tanned, the inn will be having a BBQ night. It's always a blast, the guests love it. It is sort of a social hour thing, where you get to be silly with people you don't know, and probably will never see again," Nadine says.
"Love the idea," Kevin says. "Count me in. How about you Julie?"
I just smile, really hating the idea, and hating that Nadine didn't see Kevin and I as a couple anymore, but I say "It does sound like fun, count me in."
We go back to our room, feeling aroused. I wink at Kevin.
I start unbuttoning my blouse, Kevin watching, he can see the new black bra I brought.
I've learned for him to really want me, I have to be someone other than me. So I lay on the Russian accent real thick. I am no longer Julie. I am Greta.
"So, you want head?"
"Yes, very much."
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable and let me do all the work, "I say.
He sits on the bed. I look in his eye, feeling coldness all down my back. There is an arrogance in the way he looks at me, its definitely dominance, but this time it seems more sinister.
Two can play this game, I think. I'll be the slut he wants and I'll also be me, the one he forgets when we’re intimate.
"Greta, I am waiting, my cock is getting a little droopy," he says. Sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Let take care of that," I say, pushing Kevin back to where he is lying on the bed.
"Oh, you have strong arms Greta, like steel bars, Ah yes, Greta, take it in, just like that, you Russian slut," Kevin says.
I stop for a moment, "I see your cock is up and tall and strong like a soldier who wants to be fucked. I like soldiers," I bend down again, looking at his cock, and smell it, taking in its smells, and even after sucking it for a few moments.
I can detect a different scent, one that doesn't smell like me. He smells like rubber, like a cheap condom. I take it in my
Then I hear voices, no moaning this time. I look around, still not seeing anyone. But I hear laugher, I walk towards an opened window and I see Kevin and Nadine by the outside storage area. They’re looking through boxes.
See your paranoia got the best of you.
I clear my throat still at the window, hoping to break their connection. Kevin turns around.
"Oh, hi Julie," he says.
I was hoping he would’ve said, "Oh, hi honey, sweetheart”, or another affectionate word or phrase other than my name. It was like he was disappointed to see me.
"Did you fix the refrigerator?"
Nadine looks at Kevin, like her tongue is caught, waiting for his lead.
"It works now, Nadine sure runs a tight ship here," Kevin says.
I smile, this is his usual cool and collective response when he is trying to diverge attention.
"Thanks Kevin."
"Are you ready to go?" I ask him.
"Yes," he says.
Still I was hoping for a more affectionate response.
"Where are you two going?" Nadine dares to ask.
"Not sure...there are many places on my list." I say, not wanting to give her an exact location. I just want to be alone with Kevin.
Kevin turns back to Nadine and asks, "Do you have any suggestions?"
I just smile, feeling like I was kicked in the stomach. Just answer the question I think and don't you dare drag it out.
"It's easy, I think you should go to the beach. It is about a ten minute walk, just follow the path going west, you can't miss it. Its just before the front hedges of the property. It's only for owners and their guests," she says.
"Sounds like my kind of place," Kevin says.
I have to admit it does sound like my kind of place too, I just love the beach, and I am excited to wear one of my new bikini's.
If Kevin had been screwing her, she wouldn't have been able to talk to you. I now feel a little better.
"Why don't you go and enjoy the beach for the day, and when you get back later, tired and tanned, the inn will be having a BBQ night. It's always a blast, the guests love it. It is sort of a social hour thing, where you get to be silly with people you don't know, and probably will never see again," Nadine says.
"Love the idea," Kevin says. "Count me in. How about you Julie?"
I just smile, really hating the idea, and hating that Nadine didn't see Kevin and I as a couple anymore, but I say "It does sound like fun, count me in."
We go back to our room, feeling aroused. I wink at Kevin.
I start unbuttoning my blouse, Kevin watching, he can see the new black bra I brought.
I've learned for him to really want me, I have to be someone other than me. So I lay on the Russian accent real thick. I am no longer Julie. I am Greta.
"So, you want head?"
"Yes, very much."
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable and let me do all the work, "I say.
He sits on the bed. I look in his eye, feeling coldness all down my back. There is an arrogance in the way he looks at me, its definitely dominance, but this time it seems more sinister.
Two can play this game, I think. I'll be the slut he wants and I'll also be me, the one he forgets when we’re intimate.
"Greta, I am waiting, my cock is getting a little droopy," he says. Sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Let take care of that," I say, pushing Kevin back to where he is lying on the bed.
"Oh, you have strong arms Greta, like steel bars, Ah yes, Greta, take it in, just like that, you Russian slut," Kevin says.
I stop for a moment, "I see your cock is up and tall and strong like a soldier who wants to be fucked. I like soldiers," I bend down again, looking at his cock, and smell it, taking in its smells, and even after sucking it for a few moments.
I can detect a different scent, one that doesn't smell like me. He smells like rubber, like a cheap condom. I take it in my
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