Seduced 1 by P. A. Jones Page B

calling so early in the morning?” I glanced quickly at the phone, suddenly realizing it was eight thirty already.
    The call was from Trisha, and I quickly picked up.“Hey, Trisha.”
    “Hello, Tristan. Sorry to bother you in the morning, but I can’t open the book store today. I need to be with my mother in the hospital.”
    “Is she okay? Do you need any help?” I felt sad for the girl; she worked hard, with honesty, but still had many issues.
    “Yes, she’s fine. But I’ll have to take her for some extra tests. Sorry I couldn’t give you advance notice.” She spoke quietly, the sorry apparent in her voice.
    “It’s okay, you can take the day off. I’ll open the book store today,” I replied.
    I’d better get ready, then. This business was my bread and butter and I couldn't afford to lose customers because of my lazy ass.
    As I was walking to my bedroom, and I saw Nikki standing there in my living room, across from the fish tank, smiling at me, her chest bare. What the hell is happening to me? I remembered her firm breasts and hard nipples, the way her eyes danced when she was with me. I remembered her trembling in terror at that little spider, and I chuckled. I wanted to kiss her, I even lowered my mouth, but I couldn't just do it.
    She was different than all the one-night stands I’d had in my life. She was flowing with life energy and every time I was with her, I felt some strange vibes that she meant something more than I was looking for. I didn’t know her very well, but still, I could feel the mysterious aura surrounding her and whenever I tried to figure her out, it ended being an dead end.
    “What do I really know about her?” I asked myself. “Nothing.” I only knew that she was the daughter of a club owner and she wanted to train with me. But she still had never told me why.
    My thoughts were interrupted by a sound coming from the kitchen. I stretched my muscles and poked my head in. Nikki was standing in front of the stove, making something. Am I in some dream, sleep-walking? Oh, yeah, she slept in my bedroom last night; her car was in bad shape. Even though she had been present in all my dreams, I had literally forgotten that she was still in my house.
    The strong aroma of coffee stirred my nostrils. Coffee was boiling in the coffee machine and my lungs were filled with sweet aroma of it. How come my coffee never smelled this good?
    “Hi,” I said. I shook my head, wondering why I couldn’t think of anything else to say. It was still a little awkward after last night.
    “Hello.” She turned around with a smile like sunshine on her face. Her blue eyes were also sparkling, light seeming to come out of them. And beyond that, she was wearing my t-shirt that was definitely five sizes too big for her. I could only see her breasts poking out of it, but she looked incredibly sexy. My cock pressed hard against my boxers. I was afraid that she would notice it so I turned around, pretending to look out into the back yard.“Sorry, I was so hungry I had to use your kitchen. I'll get the coffee and some scrambled eggs for you. I hope you don’t mind that,” she said.
    “That's fine,” I said, my back still to her. My cock was on fire and I couldn't make it any different, no matter how hard I commanded it. If this is the case in the morning just by looking at her, then what’ll happen when I touch her? I’ll have to  during training and feel the smoothness of her skin. Oh, my God, it's gonna be so hard for me.
    I sat on the couch, thinking about my practice so I could ease out of my erotic feelings a bit. After a few minutes, Nikki came out with coffee and eggs.
    “How does it taste?”she asked, while looking deep into my eyes. I tried to search her face for any feelings about last night in those ocean blue eyes, but there was none. Like nothing happened ever happened between us.
    Nikki
    I woke up in a sweat from a bad dream. I was trying to kiss Tristan, but he refused to touch me. What the