Mack
My second meeting for the afternoon had zero comparison to the impromptu visit with Ms. Neely. Gaining new clients used to be my favorite accomplishment in my office, but now, bending Kelsey over my conference table held the title, favorite office activity.
I’d had trouble keeping a clear thought while discussing the new chain of coffee shops with the coffee connoisseur, Charles Grobbs. As always, we had the skills and tools to offer them in terms of growing their business with our solid marketing plans. Convincing him that Craft and Sneed had what he needed to be successful was my specialty. I might be a crude ass, but when it came to making money and promoting a business, I knew where the focal points in a strong campaign needed to be.Even with the constant reminder of Kelsey’s warm flesh sprawled needily underneath me, I somehow made it through the meeting, and Mr. Grobbs left with a verbal commitment and a healthy confidence in our servic“What was so wrong with our last minute Vegas trip? It doesn’t have to be Vegas, it can be anywhere. When’s the last time we had a guy’s night out on the town?”“Vegas,” I said flatly. “I became the babysitter for you and Shrek.”Shrek was another friend from our fantasy baseball league.Cody’s lips curled. “See, I don’t even remember that, so that means we’re due. Besides, Shrek is busy, so he won’t convince me to mix drinks and take random hits from the hot girls on the street. Come on,” he goaded, “We can relax, enjoy St. Patrick’s Day, maybe find some ladies in another area code. I know you’ve got picks of the liter in this office, but-”I cut him off. “I don’t mingle with my personnel.”He laughed, assuming Kelsey was more than just an employee.I stood from my seat, walking around my desk. “Just beca
Checking my own phone, it was past 10PM, and I wondered if Mack was still awake. “Do you care if I take a shower? I’d rather do it tonight versus in the morning.”Finishing her glass of wine, she popped up from the couch and headed toward the kitchen. “Go for it, I’m going to head to bed.” Setting her wine glass in the dishwasher, she added, “There should be extra towels in the bathroom closet, and if you’re not picky, there’s shampoo and soap you can use if you don’t want to unpack your stuff.”“Thanks.” I stood from the couch, grabbing my bag and digging through it for a tank top and shorts to wear after my shower. I waited for Mindy to close her bedroom door, then tiptoed to the bathroom.Leaning next to the counter, I tossed my clothes by the sink and swiped through my phone. I’d text Mack, just to see if he were up. Thinking about his abs were making my thighs clench togethe
Finding the soap, I squirted some on my hands, then leaned backward against the tile. Now, when I massaged my breasts, he could see the tops of the curves as I pushed them upward, my nipples just out of view.He groaned, his bicep moving faster, his eyes never leaving the screen. I licked my lips again, moving one of my hands down my belly, then cupping between my legs.He moved forward in his chair, his stomach clenching while he watched me. Could he tell I was touching myself lower? What was my giveaway? I could see the screen wasn’t capturing my hand movements, was he just imagining as I was? Maybe he was reliving when we had been together before.Before I could control myself anymore, my finger dipped between my folds, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive button. It felt amazing, but nothing compared to when Mack would touch me there.His breathing picked up, matching mine, his eyes now locked with mine. His jaw was tight, his lips trembling
He pointed his finger at me. “I knew you screwed your receptionist yesterday morning, you’re such a playboy.”I shook my head. Why did everyone assume I slept with my receptionists? They typically didn’t even last a month. Kelsey had been the only one from my office I’d had the urge to chase after and engage in sexual acts. I’d been with a few very aggressive interns, but never during company time. When it came to pleasing myself in my office and during work time, it was just her. And it was going to stay that way… unless I freaked her out by following her across states to another city for a weekend with the hopes of… I didn’t even know what I was hoping for by following her.I ran my hands over my head. “It wasn’t her.”Cody smiled. “Was it Kelsey? That’s fantasy girl’s name, right?”Sighing, I peered over at him through my hands. “Yes.”“Yes,
KelseyMindy was buzzing the whole taxi ride into the city, thrilled to be back in the big city she called home. “I’m not saying Chicago is better than Cleveland, but there’s something livelier about these streets.”“Couldn’t be the bums,” I said quietly as we passed by a shelter.She waved me off. “Not here, I’m talking about deep into the city, you know, where Oprah is.”How could I forget? Mindy grew up in a penthouse on the North side of the City. She didn’t know what poverty was when she was growing up. In her eyes, Cleveland was no comparison.I didn’t grow up in a big city, but a small suburb. It wasn’t city life by any means, but we also didn’t need to drive miles to get to a grocery store.Eventually we were driving along the lakeshore, the high as clouds buildings stacked next to one another, fancy people with their designer outfits and extravagant hand
I scowled. “That seems like a lot for a one night,” I made quotes with my fingers, “fling.”She smirked, her eyes sparkling. “If I’m lucky, I’ll use it twice.”I shook my head and laughed, scooching off the bed and heading into the luscious bathroom I had yet to explore. “Are you having a sexual awakening or something?”She sprawled out on my bed. “No, I’m young and love to love. I’m curious as to why you’re not into fucking?”My eyes caught the full-length mirror in the bathroom that was bigger than my apartment kitchen and dining room combined. My face was beginning to flush when she said it. “Who said I wasn’t?”A thud came from Mindy hopping off the bed, then the pitter patter of her feet on the marble flooring came up behind me. “You don’t seem to care if you find some loving this weekend, that’s all.”I pretended to p
He nodded, his grin widening.Giving in, I began to share. “She was the typical college grad, bouncy and eager. Blonde, blue-eyed, tight in all the right places. Going against my better judgment, she asked for my phone number in case something went wrong with my lunch order. Terrible excuse, I know, but I was busy and behind--”“And grouchy,” he added, tipping his beer in my direction.“Probably,” I cleared my throat. “She started texting me one night, then she started sending me pictures… so I gave in and went to her apartment.”“How was she?”My shoulders scrunched upward while I frowned. “What? She was normal. Eager to please, a little too eager, and too aggressive with the teeth, might I add. I wasn’t interested in spending another night with her. She, on the other hand, became extremely clingy. I ended up firing her and blocking her number.”Cody showed me his teet
KelseyThe night out on the town had been great with Mindy. We shopped along the Magnificent Mile, grabbing a high-end cocktail on the top floor of Starbucks midway through our endeavors. Who knew Starbucks had its own bourbon to pair with a blend of strong espresso? Turns out they’re just as good at making liquor as they are coffee.As Mindy promised, we found the lingerie store. I caved to her offer of purchasing a sleek and lacy number, one that managed to give my boobs some killer cleavage, although it barely covered my skin. Slips of fabric crisscrossed down my stomach and along my hips, accentuating my figure. The bottom was as lacy as the top, covering only half of my ass. The main threads were black, but the lace was a dark green, perfect for the weekend. The only problem, the man I wanted to wear it for was five hours away.Mack and I still hadn’t seen each other completely naked, and depending on how much I’d drink tonight, he’d be
The telltale sound of his zipper sent a shiver down my back. He blew air through his nose, and I knew he was stroking himself. I wanted to spin around and help him, but he kept a firm hand on my hip, then skidded it to the front of my thigh, urging me to sit back on him. Both his arms stabilized me now, steadying me while I hovered over his shaft.The tip of his cock brushed against my clit and I shifted backward, engulfing his length between my folds. I found a rhythm that rubbed the sensitive bud perfectly.“That’s it baby, move how you like,” he murmured, keeping himself from driving into me, but encouraged the gyration of my hips with his palms.My hands were set on his desk, leaning as far forward as I could, giving me the leverage I needed to keep a steady pace.He groaned, palming my belly. I covered his hand, feeling a bond between the four of us. If I were out of the moment or trying to explain it to someone, they wouldn’t get it,
Seven Months LaterKelsey“Mrs. Craft, you’re glowing today!” Ms. Carmichael greeted, standing from her seat. She paced around her desk, taking me in from head to toe.I hadn’t been in the office in over a month due to the doctor’s orders. After our dash of a wedding with only a handful of people in attendance, bedrest was requested, and sitting around the apartment was causing me to go stir crazy.Ms. Carmichael crinkled her nose. “Does Mr. Craft know you’re coming to visit?”Holding up a container, I said, “No, I thought I’d bring him some lunch.” She chewed on her bottom lip, and I laughed. “Don’t worry, if he’s grumpy it’ll be geared towards me, not you.”She laughed, but the tension around her eyes proved she was timid toward calling him. I’d help with that. His eight months pregnant wife could interrupt his work.When I came in, the
MackThe day I had been planning for the past month was finally here, and although it didn’t go into motion until a month ago, I had imagined it happening since November. I’d dropped a pretty penny to make my vision become a reality, and with the help of Portia and my mother, Kelsey would be in awe and left speechless, and hopefully even more full of joy than she already was.I buttoned my light blue dress shirt while I stared at my sun kissed face in the mirror, still wondering if the past year had been a dream. It was on this day a year ago that I took the chance and closed the space between us in my office, opening a whole new world that neither of us expected to unravel. I was still just as hungry for her now as I was then, but now, I couldn’t live without her, and I was ready to take the final step to becoming fully committed.Kelsey came behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting his head between my shoulder blades. &ldquo
One Month LaterKelseyI inhaled the fresh salty air, basking in the warm sun I’d desperately longed for. Winter in Ohio was rough, and when Mack surprised me with tickets to a resort in the Florida Keys, I was ecstatic.My skin was smooth and hungry for the rays while I laid on the cozy outdoor lounger next to our private pool that overlooked the beach. Mack had jumped in the pool to cool off, and I was enjoying the view of his defined shoulder blades and biceps while he swam.I’d been exhausted the past three months, and found a new bundle of energy when he’d given me the airline ticket. I was going to take advantage of our alone time, and the pulse that awakened between my legs was going to make up for all the nights I’d fallen asleep before getting lost in him.Mack never complained, if anything, he was coddling me, and I was eager to take care of him, and soon. He climbed out of the pool, his forearms flexing alon
Small sized single showers weren’t intimidating to Mack Craft when he wanted sexy time together. You’d think I’d be gun shy when it came to shower sex considering I slipped and gauged my head the last time we messed around, but I was more than ready to have his hands on me. The close proximity made our time together all the more better.We crawled into bed after our thorough shower, Mack in sweats and me in one of his t-shirts, the heavy, Aztek designed quilt covering us both. Mack pulled me to his chest and tangled our legs together.He ran his fingers through my damn hair, taking turns between stroking and massaging. A softness was laced with his gaze, his brows relaxed as his eyes took me in. “Tell me about your day with my dad,” I asked him, wondering if the time he spent with him was partly why his temperament was easy.“It was eye-opening and much needed. I didn’t realize the reservations were so poverty stricken.&
She met my grin, and did as I asked, rolling to her side as I climbed off her, then continued unpacking.Kelsey must have been tired because her breathing had changed within minutes of closing her eyes. I loved watching her sleep. Something about her relaxed state was soothing and brought me comfort knowing she felt safe and cared for to sleep soundly.***Lunch with my mother came in what felt like the snap of my fingers, and I found myself sitting in my car giving myself a pep talk before joining her at her favorite restaurant. Normally we’d sit outside, but the weather was bitter cold and snow was still on the ground.“Don’t overthink this,” I murmured to myself, my hands sliding around the steering wheel. Taking another deep breath, I shut off the car and headed into the café.She was sitting at a table when I arrived, her back to me. Her dark hair was tied back into it’s perfect bun, her j
“Has Kelsey been hunting with you?” I asked as we sat on logs near the lake. Amos had started a fire and had butchered parts of the elk. I wasn’t expecting him to pull out cooking utensils and seasons from his backpack, prepared to roast whatever animal we’d come across for dinner.He took a long drag of his cigarette before answer. “No, she hasn’t. I wish I had taught her, but it’s not my people’s way. Hunting is meant for the man, not the woman. I know that’s a stereotype the world doesn’t like to hear, but it’s our culture, and if our people don’t like it, they don’t have to do it. We don’t hold our own kind hostage.”I rested my elbows on my knees. “You don’t like that she has a career and lives in the city, do you?”Amos kept his eyes on the flames, watching the piece of meat cook. “I wish she were closer to home. I’m glad she’s foun
I found myself getting into Talon’s basketball game. He was pretty athletic, and ran the court with assertiveness. I wasn’t surprised, the kid had a strong disposition, and leadership would be in his future if he kept it up.Carsyn sat on Kelsey’s lap for most of the game, talking her ear off until she gave him her phone to play with. I didn’t mind that he was chatty, he didn’t require answers from me or Amos, so we were able to focus on the game. Amos was more interested than I would have predicted, and even cheered for his boy. Simon was on the end of the bench as one of the assistant coaches, the one who made sure they were all hydrated and encouraged.“You’ll have fun,” Kelsey said while Simon mingled with some of the other parents just outside of the gym in the parking lot, and Amos gave Talon his fatherly recap of the basketball game. “My dad is a big teddy bear.”I touched her cheek. “I&rsq
“Sorry I passed out last night,” Kelsey said when I emerged from the bathroom. I’d woken up a few hours earlier, unable to fall back asleep, so I plugged in my computer and ran through some emails while she continued to sleep. As badly as I wanted to wake her for a shower, she needed her rest.“I was tired too,” I admitted. My eyes closed nearly as fast as hers did.I’d woken up when she had her first round of morning sickness, but didn’t want her to realize I’d heard her. I knew she felt awkward when I’d try to comfort her, and I also knew if I started to move around, she wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep. She needed to rest more now that she was growing two babies.She stood from the bed and stretched, her hips showing when her arms rose into the air. She’d thrown on one of my white undershirts, and like normal, her nipples were poking against the thin fabric to say good morning. Reaching out