by Adele Dubois
She and Tomas wouldn’t go that far, but she had to admit she missed her walks on the wild side. A fantasy ride on the back of his bike might be just the ticket to add zing to her conservative new lifestyle. Maybe they’d find a way to stay committed but experiment occasionally on the down low.
Did the Navy have to know every damn thing?
She pulled out a pair of shiny black vinyl shorts little bigger than a thong and pulled them over her hips. The tight cloth framed the cheeks of her bare ass like pale half moons. Tomas would go nuts when he saw these. She found the matching vee-neck halter-top that barely covered her oversized breasts. On her feet she added four-inch black stilettos. Good thing she wasn’t expected to walk in the parade. A fresh coat of lavender lipstick finished the look and she was ready to go.
Outside, Yvette leaned over the front of Tomas’ spanking new bike, giving him a long look at her perky breasts while she chatted him up like she didn’t know better. The back of her nightshirt had been hiked up over her ass and her legs were spread. She’d lifted her hips, knowing full well Crystal would see her open pussy and pale pink folds when she stepped into the alley.
Yvette was really working her application as Crystal and Tomas’ third.
At the click of Crystal’s heels on the pavement, Tomas looked up and whistled. Yvette did a slow turn with her head and shoulders, but didn’t cover up her T and A. She smiled a huge, fake, you-caught-me smile at Crystal. “You look amazing,” she said.
“You look pretty good yourself,” Crystal replied with a smirk.
Yvette only laughed and ambled away from the motorcycle. “See you two later.” She shot them a little wave and went back inside.
“I think she wants something from us,” Tomas said. His knowing grin told Crystal he knew exactly what was going on.
“She’s applying for our open third position. I told her I don’t have sex with other men anymore.” She narrowed her gaze and stared him down. “You made it very clear you were tired of ménages.”
Tomas glanced at the apartment building and back at Crystal. “You’re right, I did.”
“Sorry about that now? Having second thoughts?”
Tomas pulled her to him and buried his face in her neck. He nipped her ear. “You were always the wild one. I have a feeling I won’t tame you completely. I’ve accepted that. For what it’s worth, though, I only want to be with you.”
She nipped him back. “I love you, Tomas. Have I said that lately?”
He nuzzled her cheek. “Yep. That’s why I have big plans for us. Let’s have dinner tonight and talk about them.”
Crystal kissed his mouth and slid her hands down his chest, grateful for his complete recovery and the promise of a shared future. She moved to the rear of the bike. “You’re on.” She released her helmet from its lock, pulled it over her skull and hopped on the back of the Harley.
“If paparazzo film me riding around town in this getup, Marv will be happier than a stuffed clam,” she said over the engine roar. “What could boost TV ratings higher than a straight-laced meteorologist looking like a weekend biker babe?”
“A biker babe in a white wedding dress and veil,” Tomas hollered back.
He opened the throttle, kicked the clutch and drove them into the Saturday morning sun.
About the Author
Adele Dubois is an award-winning, multi-published author and former newspaper and magazine columnist, feature writer and foreign correspondent published in the Caribbean, UK and USA.
When not on the beach by the ocean or walking along the quiet shores of a Delaware bay, she and her family enjoy their rural eastern Pennsylvania home, where she is currently working on her next novel.
Adele welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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