Levy“Where is your head at, Man?” Lex frowns at me. “Your game is shit tonight. I’m gonna whip your ass so bad with my hand of cards you are going to walk out of here a broke man.” He chuckles. I flick him the bird.It’s poker night with our team, Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean are all sitting around the table with a bottle of beer in front of them. I’m not drinking since I got over here on my bike.“I have no idea, Mate. Not myself tonight.” I try to avoid the question because I am not going to mention my evening with Harper and the embarrassment of some park ranger almost catching me with my pants around my ankles. Fuck’s sake, I am thirty-eight not a horny teenager.“How’s the dating going, Levy?” Roger takes a drink of his beer. “Folding, I’m out,” he says as he throws his cards on the table. I’ve got a shit hand too, but I want to hang in a little while longer before I fold.In the background the flat screen television is playing rock music, it’s always rock music at Lex’s where w
Harper“What do you think I’m doing out here? Now let me in!”“Dylan is home, I can’t let you in the front door. What the hell, Harper. Go back home.” Like hell I will. I want him and I am not going back to my house. It’s bad enough we are sneaking around like kids in high school right now. I even had to wait until Taylor’s light went out. Not that I think my sister is sleeping. More than likely she is reading until the early hours. That we both have in common. Usually, when I’m not outside a man’s window in the cold dark of night.“I can climb the drainpipe” or this trellis.”“What? No way, you will fall and hurt yourself. Jeez-us you’re going to give me a heart attack, woman.”I giggle, “don’t worry I used to climb up Dylan’s all the time when we were younger, and you and Lilly were in the lounge watching television.” His eyes almost pop out of his head.“I’m coming up now get out of my way so I can get through the window.” Oh, this is kind of fun sneaking around and climbing up the
LevyJeez-us what is a man to do when a woman says that to you? I don’t stand a chance. She is a little spitfire and has shown me on more than one occasion that when Harper wants something, boy does she go for it.Her top is already off, her hand is sliding down inside my bottoms. Holy cow. I hiss, “Harper, this isn’t a good idea,” I am cut off unable to speak as soon as she grabs my hard cock and squeezes it with her hand.“Holy fuck, Woman. You are going to be the death of me.” She gives me a wink and begins to move her hand up and down my shaft, I suck in some air. I need to get a control of myself, the mere touch of her warm fingers gripping me tight is enough for my balls to tighten and already begin to tingle.“Ssh,” she says putting one finger to her rosebud lips. “You don’t want to wake Dylan now then do you? Or give him any reason to come to your room.”“Hell, Harper I feel like I’m a teenager again.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“No, I’m just saying. It’s weird is all.”“Just r
Harper“Holy shit, is he going to come in?” I don’t wait for Levy to reply. There is no way I am letting Dylan catch me in Levy’s room butt naked, on top of his daddy. Shit, shit and fucking shit. I disentangle myself from Levy quicker than ice cream melting on a summer’s day and fling myself under the bed, grabbing my clothes that are on the floor. Okay not the best idea, the hardwood floor is not exactly warm nor was it a soft landing. I groan.“Ssh, he will hear you!” Levy is growling. Fucking growling. Like it’s my fault Dylan is knocking on the door. Well maybe it is a bit since I tried to be quiet, but hell that man’s cock is so huge, it was kinda difficult to keep silent.“Dad, I’m coming in.” The door handle moves, I hope Levy has covered himself up. The door opens, I catch my breath and can see Dylan’s feet in slippers. Tartan slippers. Huh, since when does Dylan wear old man’s slippers? Right! This is new. Why am I even concerned about his damn slippers when I am cold and na
LevyOh, shit now there is a problem since I know that there is no way Harper has managed to get out the front not with all those bolts on and Dylan coming out of his room. There is nowhere possible she could be hiding other than in the kitchen, hoping to get out of the back door. He is coming down the stairs and stands in front of me, one step up."Dad what is wrong with you? You're acting all freaking' weird right now.""Sorry, Son how about we give the ice cream a rain check? I changed my mind. Listen get back to your room." This awards me some serious raised eyebrows and a head tilt."Are you seriously telling me to go back to bed, at my age? Fuck, Dad you need to seek some help or something. First you tell me you're not watching porn and unless you had someone stashed away in your wardrobe, I am pretty convinced I heard a woman's voice. And secondly, now you don't want to have ice cream like we used to. By the way who was the woman's voice then?" Shit, I rake my hand through my
HarperI watch as my mother lays sprawled out on the patchwork sofa drunk again. It is the story of my life, she has one arm hanging down to the ground and a practically empty bottle of booze, Vodka I think, I can’t see the label hugged to her chest. Funny how she can manage to clutch on to a bottle of booze and nothing else. Her breathing is low, I wonder if it will be her last breath, do I care? I should but my mother has been a drunk ever since I can remember and a junkie, not the heroine kind no she likes cocaine and her boyfriends that come and go are her suppliers. I swear she only hooks up with low life deadbeats for her next fix. But yes, I would care, because you know what she is my mother, and she is the only mother I’ve got.I want to shake her and wake her up, maybe if she’d managed to stay clean my father wouldn’t have left when I was just a kid, five years of age to be precise. It still hurts. I remember him holding me tightly to him and kissing me, telling me how much h
LeviI know it’s hot in the kitchen where I’m cooking but more to the point it’s Harper, that girl is all woman but there’s a problem she is just twenty years of age. Being anywhere near her is killing me that and she’s my boy’s ex-girlfriend. Fucked up, right? You bet it is.I’m old enough to be her dad, okay so being thirty-eight isn’t like ancient but I had Dylan when his mother and I were just kids ourselves at eighteen. We had an accident, but hell let me tell you, Dylan was the best accident in the world. We loved him like no tomorrow, he was our entire universe, and he still is mine.It hasn’t been easy. When Lilly died three years ago, it was hard to watch her suffer whilst the cancer ate away at her and I became the only parent to Dylan. To be honest, I had to be the main parent ever since Lilly first became sick. I stir the food.“So, Levi how’s it going?” Harper asks me, is she standing too close to me? I like the way my name sounds as she says it, like silk. I wonder even
HarperIt sure was fun watching Levi suffer like that. He’s a man, I know he’s tempted and best of all he’s an older man, a man with experience. All girls like that, right? A man who’ll know exactly what to do, not like boys. I love his broad shoulders and those sexy, black tattoos he has running up his arms, let me tell you he is such a turn on. I wonder how big his dick is and cannot wait to get home later tonight to play with my vibrator thinking about Levi fucking me.“Earth calling, Harper. Where’s your head at?” Dylan asks as he turns to look at me coming through his bedroom. It’s painted in sky blue with a double bed on the right, his writing and study desk on the left wall and he still has his dinosaurs on display from when he was a kid. Some things will never change.“Oh, nowhere.” I tell him as I flop myself down on the bed, dumping my bag with my books in it on the floor.“I know that look, is it a boy? Tell me, are you seeing someone new.”“Hell no. Are you seeing a girl?”
LevyOh, shit now there is a problem since I know that there is no way Harper has managed to get out the front not with all those bolts on and Dylan coming out of his room. There is nowhere possible she could be hiding other than in the kitchen, hoping to get out of the back door. He is coming down the stairs and stands in front of me, one step up."Dad what is wrong with you? You're acting all freaking' weird right now.""Sorry, Son how about we give the ice cream a rain check? I changed my mind. Listen get back to your room." This awards me some serious raised eyebrows and a head tilt."Are you seriously telling me to go back to bed, at my age? Fuck, Dad you need to seek some help or something. First you tell me you're not watching porn and unless you had someone stashed away in your wardrobe, I am pretty convinced I heard a woman's voice. And secondly, now you don't want to have ice cream like we used to. By the way who was the woman's voice then?" Shit, I rake my hand through my
Harper“Holy shit, is he going to come in?” I don’t wait for Levy to reply. There is no way I am letting Dylan catch me in Levy’s room butt naked, on top of his daddy. Shit, shit and fucking shit. I disentangle myself from Levy quicker than ice cream melting on a summer’s day and fling myself under the bed, grabbing my clothes that are on the floor. Okay not the best idea, the hardwood floor is not exactly warm nor was it a soft landing. I groan.“Ssh, he will hear you!” Levy is growling. Fucking growling. Like it’s my fault Dylan is knocking on the door. Well maybe it is a bit since I tried to be quiet, but hell that man’s cock is so huge, it was kinda difficult to keep silent.“Dad, I’m coming in.” The door handle moves, I hope Levy has covered himself up. The door opens, I catch my breath and can see Dylan’s feet in slippers. Tartan slippers. Huh, since when does Dylan wear old man’s slippers? Right! This is new. Why am I even concerned about his damn slippers when I am cold and na
LevyJeez-us what is a man to do when a woman says that to you? I don’t stand a chance. She is a little spitfire and has shown me on more than one occasion that when Harper wants something, boy does she go for it.Her top is already off, her hand is sliding down inside my bottoms. Holy cow. I hiss, “Harper, this isn’t a good idea,” I am cut off unable to speak as soon as she grabs my hard cock and squeezes it with her hand.“Holy fuck, Woman. You are going to be the death of me.” She gives me a wink and begins to move her hand up and down my shaft, I suck in some air. I need to get a control of myself, the mere touch of her warm fingers gripping me tight is enough for my balls to tighten and already begin to tingle.“Ssh,” she says putting one finger to her rosebud lips. “You don’t want to wake Dylan now then do you? Or give him any reason to come to your room.”“Hell, Harper I feel like I’m a teenager again.”“And that’s a bad thing?”“No, I’m just saying. It’s weird is all.”“Just r
Harper“What do you think I’m doing out here? Now let me in!”“Dylan is home, I can’t let you in the front door. What the hell, Harper. Go back home.” Like hell I will. I want him and I am not going back to my house. It’s bad enough we are sneaking around like kids in high school right now. I even had to wait until Taylor’s light went out. Not that I think my sister is sleeping. More than likely she is reading until the early hours. That we both have in common. Usually, when I’m not outside a man’s window in the cold dark of night.“I can climb the drainpipe” or this trellis.”“What? No way, you will fall and hurt yourself. Jeez-us you’re going to give me a heart attack, woman.”I giggle, “don’t worry I used to climb up Dylan’s all the time when we were younger, and you and Lilly were in the lounge watching television.” His eyes almost pop out of his head.“I’m coming up now get out of my way so I can get through the window.” Oh, this is kind of fun sneaking around and climbing up the
Levy“Where is your head at, Man?” Lex frowns at me. “Your game is shit tonight. I’m gonna whip your ass so bad with my hand of cards you are going to walk out of here a broke man.” He chuckles. I flick him the bird.It’s poker night with our team, Roger, Jax, Michael and Dean are all sitting around the table with a bottle of beer in front of them. I’m not drinking since I got over here on my bike.“I have no idea, Mate. Not myself tonight.” I try to avoid the question because I am not going to mention my evening with Harper and the embarrassment of some park ranger almost catching me with my pants around my ankles. Fuck’s sake, I am thirty-eight not a horny teenager.“How’s the dating going, Levy?” Roger takes a drink of his beer. “Folding, I’m out,” he says as he throws his cards on the table. I’ve got a shit hand too, but I want to hang in a little while longer before I fold.In the background the flat screen television is playing rock music, it’s always rock music at Lex’s where w
Harper“Say, you got in pretty late last night, where did you go?” Dylan is fixing his eyes on me and I’m telling you, it is as if he knows I was out with his daddy.“Harper, your tables are waiting,” Mo calls out from behind me.“Er, right. Got it, Mo. Are the platters ready yet?” Mo’s diner is one of the busiest here in our small town and I’ve worked a few shifts a night here for the last couple of years. I don’t earn a bucket load, but the tips are good and it’s gone towards putting food on the table for my sister and I more than once. Especially when my momma had spent her meagre benefits on drugs or drink.Mo nods and hands me the plates from the serving hatch. It’s one of those diners where everyone can see in behind the counter to the kitchen with all its new and shiny, stainless-steel appliances. Mo has just spent a vast sum of money on sprucing the joint up.All the vinyl type bench seats have been replaced with wood ones and pretty floral cushions – violets and peonies. It s
Levy“Oh, hey dad. Did you have a good night with your mates?” Dylan is sitting on the sofa with his legs on the coffee table. Lacey is snuggled in against his chest and the television is on with some movie or other. His eyes look trusting and now I feel like a total cunt because I have been close and personal with not only his best friend, but his ex-girlfriend.“Er, yeah it was okay?” Is that lying because I wasn’t out with my friends.“Just okay? You normally have a good night with them all. How is Lex doing?”Shit, now I have to lie some more you already know how much I hate lying. “He’s good, yeah all good. So, how was your night? Been behaving yourself?” I notice that Lacey blushes, exactly what I thought. Still, my kid is well past the age of being allowed to have sex and legally. And let’s face it I started pretty early. I was barely sixteen when I had my first taste of pussy.“We’ve had a good night, had a bite to eat and stuff,” I know what he means by stuff. “Then we starte
Harper“What happened to you?” Taylor asks with her eyes narrowed. I feel a little uncomfortable being scrutinized by my kid sister like this.“What do you mean, what happened to me? Nothing happened to me. I was out like I said I would be.”“Mm, so why do you look like you have been dragged through a hedge?”“What? I don’t!” I rake my hand through my hair that is now disheveled from making out with Levy in the back of his truck. Okay and my top is definitely rumpled.“Listen, your face is flushed as hell, your hair is a mess, and you never have messed up hair. It’s always perfect. You have been making out, haven’t you?”“Taylor, need I remind you that you are my kid sister not my elder sister and certainly not my mother,” I say as I manage to slip out of my footwear at the front door. Honestly, the way she is sizing me up I haven’t even had a chance to get in properly.“And how did you get home? Where did you walk from?”“What is with the twenty questions sis? Give it a rest. So? I w
HarperHis voice is so low almost like a growl. It sends shivers throughout my body as I do what he tells me and lick my pussy juices from my fingers, sucking on them as if it were his cock. He groans.“Fuck, you are a little minx, Harper. You’re driving me insane here.” He leans over and kisses my head, his lips warm and soft.“Well, you could always let me return the favor you know. How about we get those restrictive pants off you and I suck your hard cock and relieve some tension in those blue balls of yours?”“Holy fuck, woman. Stop. Otherwise, I’m going to shoot my load in my pants.” He makes me giggle, the thought of it. A man like Levy is coming undone for me. His eyes are hooded, the lights from the top of his truck make it clear to see that he is as turned on as I am.“Let me suck your cock, Levy. Please.” I know he’s finding it hard to resist me. I mean it isn’t easy to miss the raging hard-on he’s sporting right now. He shakes his head.“No, you have to wait. Besides, haven