I notice Barbie’s head jerk quickly in my direction as she looks me up and down, and then looks at Eric. “This girl is moving in with Tara? I have never met her before. Have you guys known her long?”
Tara speaks up before Eric can say anything. “Well Lori, you weren’t exactly around for that long, so I don’t know why you would think you would know everyone that we do. As far as her moving in, trust me when I say this is going to be a great thing for me and my whole family. I think we are all really going to enjoy Caroline’s company.” Tara gets a big shit eating grin on her face, and Barbie/Lori is now rolling her eyes.
Eric glances between Tara and I both. “Why are you trying to push me tonight, Tara? I told you I have no problems with Caroline moving in with you. As far as you two and your behavior while there, I am not a naïve dumb ass; I know I am not going to approve of everything. There will most likely be a lot of things I’d rather not know, but don’t be a complete idiot yourself; still remember why you are here. This is College—you know for your future, not just for in the moment alone. As far as the rest of the family and Caroline, I feel that will all work out just fine; me included.”
I can tell this last statement has pissed Barbie off, and she finally isn’t touching him at the moment in some way. This, of course, puts the biggest smile ever on mine and Tara’s faces. A new wave of heat rushes through me at the way he said me included. “Well thank you Eric, and Tara I am sure I will love being around all of you too. I will be right back with your drinks.”
As the night goes on, I notice Eric is keeping busy with his food, drink, and conversation. Barbie, on the other hand, is keeping busy hanging on his every word, and practically his every body part. I notice she gets extra clingy every time I am at their table. Honestly, it is just right out pissing me off, and I have no right to let her affection toward Eric bother me. It really does, though, and my immature attitude seems to kick in some because of it. I am talking to another table nearby, and notice Barbie waving her hand at me, motioning for me to come over.
I finish with my current table, and walk over to her. “Yes, what can I help you with?”
Barbie just gives me a smile and holds up her empty glass. “Yes waitress, I need another of these please. Do you need anything else, Babe?”
Eric just looks over at her, and then back at me. “No I am good; thank you Caroline.”
Tara looks beyond irritated, like she is just ready to bolt from the table any minute. “I am good too, Caroline; thank you.”
Barbie just shakes her empty glass again, and hands it over to me.
As I am walking away from their table, I am fuming mad. Waitress? Really? She called me waitress? My name is on my shirt, and Tara and Eric have both been calling me by it all night; yet she calls me waitress. What a bitch. As I am walking up to the bar, giving the bartender Barbie’s order, there is a large round table full of rowdy guys right beside it. One of them reaches out and smacks me on the ass. “Hey gorgeous, how do we go about switching and having you serve us tonight?”
Well, you see, he has decided to do this at the wrong time, because I am really not in the mood. I reach out and rest my hand on his shoulder, as I lean in and speak close to his ear where just him and maybe a couple of the other guys at the table can hear me. “If you plan on keeping that hand for the jacking off I am sure you are going to need later, then I advise you to keep it off of me.” Dude looks up at me with a pissed off look, as a couple other guys at the table start laughing at him. I straighten back up, and head back toward the kitchen to grab an order while my drink is being made.
As I am entering the kitchen door I hear what sounds like several raised voices going on back out in the restaurant area. I come walking back out a minute later, and notice a few guys, including Dude, are missing from the round table, and the others are all leaning in, talking to each other. As I walk back up to the bar to grab Barbie’s drink, they all glance up at me, but then look away quickly.
I give the appetizer order to my first table, then carry over the drink. Once I reach Tara’s table, I notice Eric’s jaw is tightly clenched together, Tara has a smug smirk on her face, and Barbie has her arms crossed across her chest with a pouty, yet pissed expression. What the hell did I miss? Barbie, or maybe I should just start thinking of her as Lori before I say Barbie out loud, snatches the drink from my hand. She then proceeds to take a rather large swig. Eric looks over at me, and his jaw relaxes slightly, but his eyes almost seem like he is just looking right through me, waiting for me to say or do something.
“Is everything ok; can I get you guys anything else?”
Eric is still just staring at me, and then I notice his fist unclench from where they were laying on the table. “Is your ride going to be here for you as soon as you get off, Caroline? If not, we can take you somewhere or wait around until they are here?”
Lori lets out a loud huff, and I glance over at Tara, and she just pulls her bottom lip in with her teeth.
I look back at Eric, and can’t help but feel slightly entranced looking into those oh so gorgeous emerald eyes of his. He slightly clears his throat, and I shake my head slightly. “Oh, he will be here waiting for me when I get off. So I am fine; thank you, though.”
I notice Eric’s lips go flat, and his eyes squint together when I say this. “Ok, then I guess we will just need your car keys, and the check please.” Lori suddenly seems to be in a better mood again.
“I have to go to the back and get my keys. I will be right back with them, and your check.” I walk into the employee lounge section, and open my locker. My cell phone says it is almost 9, and I have a text from Kyle.
Kyle: Already here, take ur time
I send one back.
Caroline: k see u soon ;)
I take my car key off my ring, and collect Eric’s check. I am looking down over their check, when I walk out the door and bump into someone. A hand reaches out to steady me at my waist. As soon as his hand touches me, I don’t have to look up to know it is Eric. I can feel the warmth running all the way through me at the slight contact. Once I finally do look up, he is just standing there in all his god like glory looking at me. “Oh sorry, I should be looking up around here. What are you doing back here, Eric?”
He drops his hand from my waist, and I instantly miss the contact. I am the definition of dazed and confused once again. “I was going to the restroom, but I wanted to talk to you. You seemed pissed off at times again tonight, but, for once, I can’t seem to think of something I did to put you there. Is everything ok?” I stand there confused for a moment. If he didn’t do anything, then why would he even care either way?
“You didn’t do anything, Eric. It doesn’t matter anyway; I am fine. Go back to your girlfriend and sister, before they wonder what is taking you so long.” I hold out my hand to give him the key and check, but he doesn’t take them from me. “Lori is not my girlfriend. She was at one time, but not for a while now. Why did you think that?”
I just look at him with a very smug look on my face. Yet, I can’t help the little happy dance that is going on inside my head about Lori not being his girlfriend. “Oh I don’t know, Eric, maybe the way she had her hands all over you all night. It doesn’t matter anyway. Why even have this discussion? Here is your check, and my key. The Blazer might not look like much, but it’s dependable. I appreciate you driving it back for me. I have to check on my last couple tables, so I can clock out for the night.”
Eric takes the check and key from my hand. “I drove my truck here actually, because of the space in Tara’s car for all three of us. So Tara will be driving your car back to her place. Hope you and him enjoy your evening, Caroline. I’m confident you’re still stocked up on your drug store purchases?” With that, he turns and walks away from me. I stand there, once again frozen. What the fuck just happened? Why is he explaining his girlfriend status to me, and why am I getting effected by it either way? Plus, there he goes again talking about me and sex with another man. I clench my f
ist at my side, and let out a loud “uggggg”.
I walk over to my other table and watch Tara, Eric, and Lori gathering their things together. Lori stills looks pouty, and Tara just looks smug. Eric has a very blank expression, and won’t look over my way at all. As they walk past me, Tara leans in, giving me a quick hug and whispers, “Sorry about tonight; we will talk about it all tomorrow.”
I hug her back and smile. “Thank you again for your help with my car. I will see you tomorrow.”
As they are walking out the door, I am walking toward the back to clock out. The main door opens as Tara is reaching for it, and in walks Kyle. He is looking around, and I start to walk toward him. He spots me, and gets a big smile on his face as he starts toward me as well. I notice Eric glance over his shoulder toward me, then Kyle, and he doesn’t look happy at all.
Kyle reaches me as the door is shutting, and grabs me up in a big hug and kisses me soundly. He puts me back down on my feet, and rests his forehead to mine. “Damn, you are a sight. I couldn’t wait any longer outside, knowing you were right inside these doors. I just had to see you.”
I let out a little laugh. “I was just on my way to clock out. Give me a second to gather my things. and I will be right there.” I give him another quick kiss and head toward my locker.
I clock out and check my phone. There is a picture message from
Tara. It is a picture of Lori climbing into Eric’s truck while Tara is standing off in the distance behind her. Tara’s hand is extended out in front of the phone so you can see her hand, which has her middle finger flicking Lori off. I can’t help but laugh. I also take notice in the picture of Eric walking around the front of the truck toward his door. I send her back a text.
Caroline: I guess I have no worries Lori will b taking my place as your roommate?
Ha.
I get one back.
Tara: Oh hell NO. See u tmrw, have fun :)
I STEP BACK out and see the hostess girl talking with Kyle. She has the biggest smile I have ever seen her wear across her face. Kyle spots me, and gets a big smile of his own. Once I reach them, Kyle puts his arm around me and gives me a quick kiss. “You all ready to go?”
I notice the hostess, Bree, is standing there with her mouth slightly open. “Caroline, seriously, you are dating Kyle? I have never seen you at any of the band’s shows. I am pretty much at all of them.”
I look over at Kyle and smile, and he just grins and shrugs his shoulders. “Well, Bree, we actually just started getting together recently. I haven’t had a chance to watch a show yet. I am sure I will be at their next one, though.”
“That is next Saturday then. I just have to say it, you are one lucky bitch, Caroline. I mean that in a good way of course.”
I look at Bree, and start laughing. “I wouldn’t have taken it any other way, Bree.”
Kyle looks at me, and then over at Bree. “I would have to say I am the lucky bastard when it comes to me and Caroline.” Bree puts her hand over her chest, and just stands there with her mouth open. “It was good seeing you again, Bree; guess we might see you next Saturday too.” Her head just shakes up and down like saying yes, but she is still speechless.
I am a little speechless myself after Kyle’s comment. This is exactly why I feel I don’t deserve this wonderful man. Kyle takes my hoodie from my hands again, and pulls it over my head like he has done before. I look up at him and smile, as we walk out the door with our arms wrapped around each other.
NEXT THING I realize is my passenger door opening, and the car is parked in front of Kyle’s place. I must have dozed off on the drive here. Kyle is reaching for my hand to help me out. “Oh shit Kyle, I am so sorry. I can’t believe I fell asleep; I didn’t even feel that tired.” I see my bag and purse are already hanging on his arm, and he is just smiling at me.
“It doesn’t bother me at all, Caroline. I just enjoy the fact that you are with me. I have really missed you. Plus, I might have had an ulterior motive to letting you sleep now. That way I won’t feel guilty if I keep you really busy tonight.”
I can feel the blush in my cheeks as we are walking in his door. “Well then, when you put it that way, I am glad I got a little power nap in too.”
We go straight up to Kyle’s room, and he puts my bags down. He walks over to me and starts kissing me down the side of my neck, and then along my collar bone. I lift my chin, giving him easier access. A shiver runs through me as he goes around to the other side of my neck and behind my ear. His hand is massaging in the center of my back as his lips run over me.
“Mmmmm Kyle, that feels so good.”
I hear my favorite rumble in his throat. “I have been waiting to have my lips on you, and my name coming from yours all week Caroline.”
I reach down and start to pull up on Kyle’s shirt. “I have been thinking about you joining me in your tub all day Kyle, if that is ok with you.”
Kyle pulls his lips away from my neck, and pulls his shirt the rest of the way off. He starts to pull me toward his bathroom, and we are both kicking off our shoes along the way. Once we reach the bathroom, he turns the tub water on, holding his hand underneath until the temperature feels right.
I start to undue my jeans, when Kyle holds his hand up to stop me. “Please Caroline, I want to be the one to do that.” He puts the stopper down and walks over to me. Kyle takes my chin in his hand, and leans in to my lips. I part them open, letting our tongues tangle in slow motion. He reaches down with his other hand and pulls the zipper down the rest of the way on my jeans. He releases my chin, and pulls them down just below my hips. He takes his fingers and starts tracing around the inner waist band of my panties. Another shiver runs through me, and I feel a pool of warmth building at my entrance.
I take my hands and start undoing Kyle’s jeans as well. Once I start to pull them down he takes his legs and kicks them down to his ankles. I pull away from our kiss and grab at my pants pulling them the rest of the way off. I then reach for his boxers and pull them down to his jeans grasping his ankles to lift his feet. Once I have his and my pants tossed to the side, I take his erection in my hand and go to my knees.
Kyle looks down at me, and I can see the surprise and the complete hunger in his eyes. I lick at his tip and taste the moisture already on him. “Caroline, you know you don’t have…… Awww fuck!” I have taken as much of his length as I can in my mouth, and am pulling back up with my hands and lips. I look up at Kyle through my lashes, and his expression has turned very dark as his fingers dig deep into my hair. I smile up at him and swirl my tongue around his head again before taking him back into my mouth.
I take him as far into my mouth as I can and roll my tongue as I jerk my head forward and back. Kyle is making all kinds of rumbles and curses of pleasure, and it just encourages my want for him more. He grasps at the side of head and rocks his hips forward with my motions. “Fuck Caroline, I don’t want to come yet. That fucking mouth of yours ruins me.”
He stops rocking his hips and pulls back at my head. I release him from my mouth and smile up at him. Kyle reaches for his jeans and pulls a condom from his pocket, and pulls me to my feet. He reaches over, turning off the water and puts the condom on. He grasps me hard at my hips, turning me around to face the sink. I throw both my hands up onto the counter for support, as he pulls my ass up in the air and rips my panties off.
He leans down to my ear and starts kissing on it. “Tell me if this hurts Caroline.” Then he is slamming into me, and my back bows as I let out a scream of satisfaction. His eyes meet mine in the mirror.
“It is good, Kyle, don’t stop—harder.” His pace picks up faster, and he grabs hold of my breast through my shirt that is still on. I can feel the tingle starting to run through my head down to my toes of my orgasm building up. He reaches down with one of his hands, rubbing back and forth on my clit. “Damn Caroline, you feel so good. Watch what you do to me.”
I look straight into his eyes through the mirror, and feel the tingling getting stronger as m
y orgasm starts its release. “Oh Kyle, you feel so damn good.” I see Kyle’s eyes squeezing tighter together, and his grip gets harder around my breast as he finds his release.
He pounds into me—hard—a couple more times, and my legs start to go weak. “Fuck yeah, Caroline. Shit girl, you completely undo me.” He grabs hold around me, giving me support as he pulls out and discards the condom.
He spins me around, taking my mouth with his again. He then leads me over to the now warm water in the tub, and pulls my back up against him as he massages my shoulders. We spend the rest of the evening in his bed, in each other’s arms. We both wake up again sometime in the middle of the night for another round. This time, it was much more intimate and slow. The intimacy to that degree from Kyle makes me nervous.
I can feel things shifting into very serious terms between us, and I am just not sure I can do that right now. Damn the moment I ever had to meet Eric and his lustful aura. Damn me for even thinking of Eric when I have Kyle.
The next morning, Kyle and I eat breakfast together, legs crossed, facing each other on the couch. He seems to enjoy feeding me. I have to say I enjoy the way he does it too. Then somehow, while cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast, Kyle and I end up naked on the kitchen floor. I am starting to think he keeps a major stock of condoms in all his pant pockets. Got to give him credit for always being prepared.
As soon as Kyle is pulling my shirt back over my head—yes, he seems to like to dress me too, even though he likes the undressing much more—the doorbell rings. We both look at each other, and start laughing. We almost got busted by Raleigh, even though she called me when we first started cleaning to say she was on her way. “I will get the door, Kyle. You might want to go grab a shirt before she starts picturing you as a lot more than just her physical therapist.”
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