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
When the hour was up, Faith locked her desk, grabbed her list, and went in search of Edwin."Enjoy your little road trip," Cherish said, each word dripping with bitterness."Of course." Faith waved her fingers at her sister as she passed her desk. "It gets me out of here for a while."Edwin stood in the hall outside his office, right hand on the doorframe holding him up. He talked to Jed who leaned against the bulletin boards that decorated the outside of Edwin's wall. As she neared the men, she could hear them talking about Morgan Brewer's upcoming visit, wondering why Edwin's boss was stopping in. When they spotted Faith, they both smiled at her."There's my girl. I thought I was going to have to come get you." Edwin raked her with his eyes."Oh, no. I'm eager for any excuse to get out of here for a while.""I can create some excuses for you if it means getting you alone in my truck," Jed said, his lips turned upward in a mischievous grin.Edwin took a step toward Faith and put his a
Faith glanced out the front windshield as they passed businesses and restaurants. "Jake hung out for an hour talking. When he left, Selby and I had sex again and then fell asleep. It was that weekend that opened us up to sex as an adventure. We've shared fantasies and talked about role-playing different scenarios. It's become a game to us. Sex, that is.""Pretty intense." Edwin glanced over at her. "But you said 'and more.'""You just want all the fun facts, don't you?" Faith shifted in the seat to a more comfortable position. "We've met up with others. Single men. Couples. Never around here, of course. Our trip this weekend was the most recent and had an interesting twist." Faith told him about meeting Paul at the winery and how he had just followed them back to the condo. She told him everything, even how Paul had used her as a sex toy and then made her ride Selby while the man's sperm dripped from her."No one had used me in such a fashion." She turned back around in her seat as the
Faith lounged back in her deck chair, bare feet propped on the middle railing as she watched the seagulls glide in the air just skimming the waves. She held a mug of orange spice tea in one hand while the other rested on the arm of the chair, her thoughts lost on her trysts with Edwin over the past two days. As she sat staring at the cresting waves, she realized she wanted more. The playfulness with Edwin was just that, playful. While it was hot, it wasn't really intense. Paul had been intense. Edwin had given her choices. Paul had taken her, used her, and tossed her back to Selby. It was that part that turned her on the most.She shook her head. How twisted was she? Yet, she still wanted more. She wondered if Edwin could take her like that. He was nervous, she knew. They both risked their jobs if someone discovered them, and who knew what the ramifications would be in her family? Yet, Faith wanted him, wanted him to use her harder.Still, what if he did? How far was she willing to all