Selby forced himself to pull away from Tracey, breaking the kiss he could have sworn lasted the entire lunch break. He took a deep breath as he did. When he opened his eyes, Tracey stared up into them, a smile on her face, her hands still pressed against his chest. "Shall we eat now?" she asked."Sure. Hop up on the counter and spread your legs." Selby wiggled his eyebrows at her. He teased, but he half hoped she would do it. He started closing for lunch as of Monday, so the two of them could enjoy their brief lunch period in private, just in case they decided not to eat the food that was brought and enjoy some other treat instead. So far it had mostly been heavy petting and some major kissing. It was enough to hold him over until their weekend date.Tracey walked around the counter and began to set up their midday meal. Selby found himself watching her, a smile plastered on his face as if he were a schoolboy. In the beginning, he had shared his afternoons with Faith, but he found hims
Arni Driscoll sat on one side of the table while Cherish sat directly across from Faith. Cherish had been quiet as they sat in their father's small Ford pickup, Faith in the middle seat. If he noticed the tension, their father didn't acknowledge it. He was chatty, making jokes about the weather and other drivers, asking questions about work and their private lives. Faith tried to stay as vocal as he was, but Cherish barely grunted. Faith didn't doubt that Cherish loved their father, but she had always been their mother's girl. Mainly because their mother allowed her to get away with murder and spoiled her into being the brat she became. That kind of behavior demanded a certain loyalty."How's Glen doing these days?" Arni asked as he lifted his water glass. They had already placed their orders and were nibbling on a basket of bread while they waited."He's doing well. Work is slow, but it's allowed him more time to do some projects around the house." Glen worked for Melbourne Decks and
Their father dropped them back off in front of Rutherford Construction, and Faith and Cherish stood side-by-side as they watched him drive away. Faith waved and smiled, her mood lightened with the visit.It didn't last long, however. With Cherish around, it never did."What the hell did you do?" Cherish whipped around with a look as if she wanted to punch Faith and just keep swinging."Do? I had lunch with my father. What are you talking about?" Faith shook her head as she turned to walk back inside. She would not have a shouting match with her sister at work.Of course, Cherish didn't care where they were. "You let him think it's all right for him to just up and quit his job. He's in his late fifties for crying out loud! Do you know how hard it'll be for him to find another job?""He doesn't want another job, Cherish. He wants something different. He has a dream, and he's chasing it. I'm not going to be the one to tell him not to go for it. He needs support, not condemnation.""He nee
Faith stared at the truck, glancing at tires and bumpers without really seeing anything. She needed a break from her sister. The tension since lunch had been thicker than London fog, and she had had all of it she could tolerate. Selby would be massaging her neck that night for sure."Another fun day for the Driscoll sisters?"Faith turned at the sound of Edwin's voice to see him walking toward her from the main building. She took a deep breath as she turned back to the truck. "Apparently I am now responsible for what my father does with his life." She stared at the clipboard in her hands, wondering what she had inspected last. Her irritation distracted her from her work, and that caused her to be even more distracted.Edwin walked up behind her and started massaging her shoulders, his strong fingers squeezing and rubbing her muscles. Faith closed her eyes and lowered her head, relishing the feel of his touch on her body even if she wore clothes. "So, I take it lunch did not go well," h
Faith held up a turquoise blouse, inspecting the ruffles down the front. "I just don't see why I'm supposed to be nice to her when she never is to me," she said to Tracey, who inspected her own blouse from the clearance rack. "I mean if something is going on that makes her a bitch, she should see a therapist.""And Edwin didn't give you a clue as to what it was?" Tracey met her at the mall to help her pick out a new outfit for her trip next week. Selby was at home waiting for the call to start the grill and open the wine."No. All he said was it wasn't his place to tell me something Cherish didn't want me to know. He just stood there with a guilty look on his face. Then, he kissed me."Tracey glanced up at her, a confused look on her face. "He kissed you? Just like that?"Faith nodded as she slipped the top back on the rack. "He said it was to remind me of our agreement."Tracey stood there, the shirt in her hand now simply dangling from her fingers. "I take it he doesn't care about be
Selby stood by the grill, the aroma of the ribeyes mixing with the salt spray from the Atlantic. Over the sounds of Foreigner singing Jukebox Hero, he heard the girls coming through the Florida Room and onto the deck. They were laughing, so he assumed the shopping trip had cost him plenty of money.Faith crossed the deck toward him and leaned in and kissed him as she asked how the steaks were coming along. Tracey followed her, and to his surprise, when Faith moved, she stepped in and kissed him as well. "Miss us?"He stared, silenced by confusion for a moment. After a quick second, he said, "Always. And the steaks are almost ready. Why don't you ladies fix yourselves some drinks, and I'll set everything else up.""Sounds like a plan to me," Faith said as she turned back toward the house."How about you? Need another of whatever you're drinking?" Tracey stood with her hands in her jean pockets as she smiled at him, all innocence and sweetness."Sure. I'll take another glass of the Merlo
As he entered the bedroom, he noticed Faith already dressed for bed and snuggled under the quilt reading a Lisa Jackson novel. "I thought for sure you would be longer saying goodnight." She closed the book and watched as he strolled across the carpet, pulling his shirt over his head."What? You thought we would have had a quickie in the driveway? The neighbors would have loved that.""I'm glad I didn't peek through the window to watch. You would have disappointed me." Selby shook his head as he slid his pants off and tossed them toward the closet. He smiled at the image of Faith watching in the window as he took Tracey right there against her car. "That is a pretty hot vision. Maybe next time, we'll give it a shot.""Don't make promises you won't keep. You'll get me all hot and bothered just to be dropped into frustration. You might come in and find me taking care of business on my own."Naked, Selby slid under the covers and snuggled up to Faith. "Now, there's motivation not to do it
Edwin ran his hand over Faith's bare ass as she stood by his desk, her hands on his shoulders as he sat staring up into her eyes. "Did you have a good evening?" She had started coming in early to work at his request, so they would have a few minutes alone before the chaos began. The first morning, he bent her over his desk and fucked her, her dress hiked up around her waist, both of them fully dressed. It was quick and hard and had left her pussy sore for half the day. The next day, he made her get on her knees beside his desk and give him a blow job, not allowing her to drink anything that morning in order to taste him for a couple of hours. This morning, he merely groped her as he talked to her, a hand on her ass and a finger fucking her pussy.Between her moans and gasps, she told him of her night and how she masturbated before going to bed. She told him about her fantasy of watching Selby fuck Tracey on the hood of her car."That would be fun to watch, you playing with yourself."S