Ashlynn sat behind the receptionist's desk, typing away, when Faith walked through the front doors of Rutherford Construction. Ashlynn looked tired from the weekend, and Faith wondered what the younger woman did for fun. Behind her stood Jed, sipping coffee from his University of Florida coffee mug. He seemed as perky as ever. He was one of those morning people. Morning people were weird. Yet, Faith felt like one today when usually Mondays were a dreaded disease."Good morning, folks." Faith bounced over to the counter and leaned forward. She wore a low-cut black sweater, which fell forward when she bent over, allowing people who dared to see the fleshy portion of her breasts before her black lace bra took over. While her tanned globes were only a third the size of Ashlynn's, she loved the attention they brought.Ashlynn and Jed both tried to sneak peeks."You look even perkier today than you did Friday," Ashlynn said, pulling her eyes from Faith's cleavage. "Since it's not Friday, and
"What can't you wait to hear about?" Tracey Williams tucked a stray strand of her auburn hair behind her right ear as she was finally able to set down the hot coffee and Styrofoam containers she held on Selby's counter. Lunchtime.Selby set his cell phone on the counter and took the steaming cup of coffee. "Faith may be on an adventure at work this afternoon, and I'm eagerly awaiting the outcome."Tracey raised her eyebrows. "Oh? So, you two decided to explore without each other?""We did. And it seems Edwin's name keeps popping up." He watched as Tracey walked around the counter and straddled a bar stool he kept back there just for her, her forearms crossed and resting on the back. Her shorts opened slightly, giving Selby a small glimpse at her bare sex, which he kept staring at without embarrassment. "We talked about guidelines and promised each other if it became an issue, we'd stop."Tracey reached over and grabbed her cup of coffee. "And what of you? Does this allow you to venture
The latter part of the afternoon dragged by as Faith found it hard to focus. Jed threw more contracts at her to type and organize, and with Cherish out of the office, Faith was in charge of the human resource aspect of the company, as well. Nessa maintained the phones, and Jed pitched in here and there, so it went pretty smooth, just busy. Faith's mind, however, was just not in it."Okay, Faith, I'm out of here." Nessa shut down her computer and packed up her purse. The clock read five. "You should go home, too."Faith smiled. The day hadn't gone as slowly as she thought. Surprise me. "I will. I just need to finish this one contract and then it's home to a glass of wine and crashing waves.""Sounds good. I'm going home to a screaming kid and a bossy mother. Enjoy your night."Faith watched her leave and wondered how many were still in the building. Deon was working at a new hotel in Cocoa and would go straight home since he lived in the same city. Grady was supposed to be checking on c
Faith grinned as the wetness dripped from her heat. "Yes, sir." She stood facing him, keeping her eyes focused on his. She slipped out of her sandals as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her long legs, laying them on his desk. He wanted to see hers, and she would let him see it all. Still watching him, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head and off her body, tossing it on top of her pants. With her fingers, she hooked her lacy thong and slowly slid it down to her ankles, allowing her ass to stick up in the air as she stepped slowly out of them. They joined the growing pile. Standing back up, she reached behind her and unstrapped her bra. Staring into his dark green eyes, she slid each strap down her arm and then dropped the bra onto the pile of clothes.His eyes soaked her in as she sashayed to sit in front of him on his desk. She placed a foot on each arm of his chair, revealing her glistening slit to his hungry eyes. "Your view, sir."His eyes swallo
She kept playing with the steering wheel as she drove home, twisting her hands back and forth over the gray ridges. A giddiness that reminded her of her first days with Selby replaced the nervousness that filled her stomach since lunch. He had invited her to go on a walk on the beach at night looking for sea turtles laying eggs. She remembered being so nervous the whole day that her father made her wash all three cars just to give her something to do.Selby knocked on her door at seven fifty-five that night and insisted on meeting her father before they left for their date. He not only met her dad and shook his hand but sat down and carried on a twenty-five-minute conversation. Faith wanted out of there, and Selby showed no sign of being in a hurry to go.When they finally made it to the beach, she forgot her jacket, so he gave her his hoodie from the backseat. The wind off the Atlantic was strong, carrying a salty chill with it. She had pulled the jacket tight around her, crossing her
By five-thirty, Selby knew Faith decided to give Edwin his surprise. Selby glanced down at his phone. Nothing. Edwin must have liked his surprise. Selby dropped his briefcase on the counter and grabbed a highball glass and the bottle of Jameson, carrying both to the back deck. Setting the glass on the wood rail, he poured two fingers and stared at the breaking waves. The game had begun. He wondered how she would handle it. It was a big step in their adventure, and he still wasn't sure how he felt about it. Nervous. Aroused. Excited. Scared. Okay, he knew how he felt, but wasn't sure how they would handle it.Their sexual adventures were just that—adventures. They had them together, shared them, and repeated them to each other during their own sexual play. She would tell him how hot she had felt, how much she loved being taken by another man, feeling his hands on her and his cock in her. She described, in detail, how she felt, and as she would replay her orgasms, Selby would get off. Th
Selby parked in front of his bookstore, left his car, and clicked the automatic lock button. He turned and faced Joe's Bakery and decided against coffee and a bagel that morning. He still wasn't sure how to approach Tracey with the new direction their relationship seemed headed. To compound things, he wasn't sure how to handle his jealousy with Faith and Edwin. Everything about his and Faith's sexual exploration thus far had excited him more than anything else he had experienced. Yet, he wasn't sure how to handle her being off on her own with these adventures.Flipping on the lights, he dropped his copy of the latest Mercedes Lackey novel on the counter and kicked down the air-conditioning. The March weather was already humid, getting ready for summer. He had dressed casual as always, blue jeans, button-down, short-sleeve shirt and Dockers, his normal business attire. Faith, on the other hand, had dressed to entice. She had worn tight jeans that morning with a low-cut black sweater an
"You seem unusually happy this morning," Cherish noted as Faith seemed to bounce into the room, plopping her leather purse on her desk.Faith turned to her sister and shrugged. "I am happy. It was a wonderful night." She thought for a moment about how happy she actually was. She should be nervous after her little tryst in the office, worried about how Edwin would act today. Yet, for some odd reason, she wasn't."Oh? And what did you do?"Faith grinned. "Just hung out.""And how are you ladies this morning?" Deon pranced into the room. "Deon here could make you feel all better.""Do any of the girls buy your shit?" Cherish shook her head as she opened up some files on her desk."Mexicans know all about the art of love. Try me and find out the truth of that."Faith sat in her chair and laughed at him. "Well, since you're only half Mexican, I think I'll wait for the full package before trying it out."Cherish laughed even though it was obvious she fought against it."Deon, don't you have