Selby watched as they disappeared into the walk-in closet, both giggling about whatever women giggle about as they plot and plan in closets. He had never seen Faith have so much fun, not with another woman, anyway. Faith didn't mix with other females well. She preferred simple things, non-frilly things. She was a tomboy at heart while most of the women she grew up with preferred prissy things and mindless chatter. Or, they were the abrasive, feminist type who hated men and saw them merely as sperm donors, and if they could get the sperm without touching the cock they would. Faith always got along with men better. In high school, her best friends had always been boys. Not much had changed in almost fifteen years.Selby pushed himself off the doorframe and left the women to the dress up. He decided then would be a good time to get lost in a book. It was obvious the women were bonding. He just wasn't sure where that bond would lead. They were both loners for the most part and, outside of
The rain was like ice pelting them as Faith and Tracey ran from the small Toyota to the steps of Tracey's apartment. The overhang was just enough to keep the rain off Faith's head, but her backside was taking a shower, a freezing shower.Once they managed to drip their way inside, the air-conditioned air sent shivers through Faith's soaked body. She wanted to fling the water off her as she huddled within herself, arms wrapped around her, but she didn't want to drench Tracey's spotless apartment."I'll grab some towels," Tracey said as she darted through the apartment to a doorway on her left.Faith continued to rub her arms as she stood trying not to drip on anything. As she stood on the tile foyer floor, she took in the apartment, surprised at how big the inside actually was. She smiled at the gold metal butterflies Tracey had fluttering up one wall and loved the peacefulness of them. Everything seemed in its place and a perfect fit for where she had placed it.The smaller woman walke
Selby closed the book he was reading and sipped the Cabernet that warmed his glass. Dusk was claiming the night sky, and it really was getting too dark to read outside without turning on the lamps. He glanced back to where the switch was and decided it was too much effort to move. Setting his book on the table beside him, he held his glass in both hands and stared out over the ocean. The breeze was light but still held a March chill to it along with the tang of the ocean.Faith had been gone for an hour and a half and he really had no idea when she would be home. There were no time restraints on their weekend excursions so as not to rush the experience. The weekdays were for quickies. Weekends allowed for more freedom.Selby thought of what the coming morning meant. A week. Faith would be gone an entire week, and he was getting nervous about it now for the first time. He had wanted her to explore her fantasies, but he was afraid of how far those fantasies would take her away from him,
The ride to the office seemed to take forever with Sunday afternoon traffic being more congested than she could remember. Edwin said he'd be there until five-thirty, and it was only ten till five. Plenty of time to catch him. She sent him a text telling him she was on her way if the plans hadn't changed. He replied simply, Come. No playfulness. No flirtatious innuendo. Just Come.Suddenly, Faith's excitement turned to a nervous anxiety. Had something gone wrong this weekend? What kind of mood was he in? He gave her instructions earlier and then just dropped out of sight. Was this all part of his stoic, stern demeanor as the one controlling her, his plaything?She parked her Toyota around back next to Edwin's truck, took a deep breath, and opened her door.The back door was unlocked, and as soon as she opened it, she heard Edwin's voice calling her to stop. She released the door handle and turned to see him coming from the warehouse. He walked with determined strides, his back straight
She slid her mouth off his cock and begged, begged like the little slut she felt she was. "Please! Please, Edwin, please fuck me! I need you to fuck me." She dropped her mouth back onto his swollen member.He gripped her head and pulled her from him. Without a word, he pulled her up by her hair, and the pain made her scramble to her feet, the taste of him still on her swollen lips. He pushed her to the giant window facing the road. Her mind screamed. Oh god, no! Not in front of the window. But that's where he put her. She caught herself with her hands as she felt his hands on her hips, pulling her slightly back. As she felt his cock at her sweet passage, she forgot the window and begged again. "Please!"And he drove inside of her with one thrust. She couldn't believe how wet she was, how horny he made her. He gripped her ass with his strong fingers, digging them into her flesh, and pounded her with deep, violent thrusts. She could feel his testicles slapping her as his cock speared her
Faith glanced at the clock. Four. One more hour and then she would have two days finished of her little work adventure. It hadn't been bad, just comical. This office had been around as long as the Brevard branch, and yet, it seemed so ass backward. Nothing was organized. Equipment was missing. People didn't even know how to fill out work orders. How it had survived, Faith had no clue, but she knew they needed her to do what Morgan brought her there to do. Before she left Friday, she emailed herself forms and copies of spreadsheets in order to print them out when she arrived. She was thankful she had planned ahead, because there was nothing there for her to even begin.There was only one girl in the office, Patricia McClusky. She was a young girl, early twenties, with fiery hair and a dusting of freckles on her face and arms. Faith was pretty sure the freckles traveled the length of her. She was the same height as Faith and just a smidgen skinnier. She had a mouth on her worse than the
When the doorbell sounded, Selby set the book he was reading on the coffee table and forced himself out of his recliner. His stomach growled as he stood, and he realized he hadn't eaten yet. "I should at least have a bowl of chips," he mumbled to himself as he walked to the door. He realized he hadn't been eating as well as he should since Faith left Monday morning. The night before he had even skipped dinner and didn't realize it until he woke up still in his recliner at two in the morning, book in his lap. He had offered Tracey to keep him company, but she turned him down. "I don't want her to think I jumped at the chance for her to leave so I could play house with you." He wasn't exactly happy about it, but had agreed. What choice did he really have? Three more days, Selby. Life will be back to normal in three days. As he opened the oak door, he wasn't sure he would last three more days.Tracey stood there, holding a bag with steam rising from it. "My guess is you haven't eaten, ye
Morgan walked beside Faith down the hotel corridor. She had checked her phone three times between the restaurant and the hotel, but still no word from Edwin. Could he have forgotten her so soon?"Stop worrying about your boy. Last time I talked to him he was having an emergency at work as well as at home.""At home? He lives alone."Morgan just shrugged. His room was directly across from Faith's, and as they neared it, he smiled at her and said, "I'll be over in a minute. I need to make a quick call."Faith pulled her card key from her purse as she looked at him. "Okay," was all she said. She couldn't deny the heat between her legs at the thought of him in her room, but could she go through with it?Not knowing how long Morgan would be or even what he really wanted, she went ahead and slip into her nightclothes and get ready for bed. After slipping into Selby's Mario pajama pants and an old Dr. Pepper T-shirt, she washed her face and then climbed into bed, flipping on the television as