by Omasta, Ann
I shifted the angle, took him inside me all the way to the base and enjoyed the sensation of having the head of his penis rub the most sensitive area deep inside me, while he used his fingers on my sensitive, swollen clit.
When he lowered his head to take my breast into his mouth, my lower half began pumping faster. I let out a cry of pleasure as my body shuddered around him, and I felt the hot burst of release from him.
After a few seconds, Seth exclaimed, “Now that’s a phenomenal way to start a day!”
Still breathing hard, I climbed off him to retrieve the tee shirt I had tossed. Later I would probably be surprised and slightly embarrassed by how brazen I had been, but right now, I was just satisfied and happy.
“Last one in the shower is a rotten egg!” I goaded him before running up the stairs and into his trailer. I hadn’t quite anticipated how small the trailer’s shower would be, but there was no turning back now.
I had thought that nothing could be sexier than Seth, but I was wrong. Slick, soapy Seth rubbing his hands over me in a tight shower was a sight to behold. The stall was so small that our naked bodies were touching in all the right places.
When I felt his erection poking towards me, I was already wet and ready again. I used my hands to guide him in as he backed me against the wall. I sighed with pleasure at the full feeling of having him inside me as the warm water beat down on us.
Seth looked down and gave me a long, deep, wet kiss as I wrapped my legs around him and began thrusting my body onto his for all I was worth. I pushed my cheek into his shoulder as we both came loud and hard.
I stayed in the shower after he got out to dry off. My body felt slightly sore, but as relaxed as a limp noodle, and it was fabulous.
Before leaving I found a pink, heart-shaped Post-It pad in my purse. I jotted down the word “Wowza!” and left the note on his bathroom mirror for him to find later.
That was by far the best night of my life, I thought as he drove me home. For the first time, a bit of doubt about my time with Seth began to creep its way in. What if it wasn’t anything special for him? What if it’s the last time I see him? I watched him driving and smiled. Even if we don’t see each other again, this was so worth it.
When we stopped in my driveway, he kissed me. It wasn’t just a peck. It was a real, toe-curling, perfect amount of tongue, feel it all the way to your hoo-ha kiss. “When will I see you again?” he asked.
I slid out of the opening where the Jeep’s doors would be if it had any and said, “text me” before whirling around and heading into the house, beaming.
Chapter 8
I could not stop smiling. Last night had been the best of my existence. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from my shoulders, knowing that my body was capable of experiencing so much pleasure. Now I could see what all of the fuss was about.
The only mar on our perfect night was seeing Larry and learning that I was the reason he and I had never conceived a child. I had wanted a baby for as long as I could remember, and I would not give up on that dream. Perhaps I would just need to explore other options, like adoption. I decided to put off thinking about it for now. It’s not like I had to be in a big hurry, and I wanted my life to be more settled before I made a plan for my child.
Settled with Seth? The possibility popped into my head. I attempted to nudge it down, realizing that I might be skipping ahead way too quickly.
I ran up the stairs two at a time towards my bedroom. As I rounded my doorway, Tabitha, Court’s bitchy cat, skittered out of the room as if I had just kicked her. “Well, if you hate me so much, what were you doing in my room?” I stuck my tongue out at her.
I walked over and added two more Post-It reminders to the collection on my mirror. Slow down. Enjoy the moment.
Just then, Court peeked her head around the corner. Her short, blond hair was a spiky mess and the ratty, faded lavender robe she was wearing had seen better days. In spite of that, she looked adorable. “I think you’re incapable of looking bad.” I wrinkled my nose at her playfully.
“What’s going on?” she croaked in a sleepy voice. “Tab came running into my room like the devil himself was chasing her.” She rubbed the yellow cat’s ears as Tabitha glared at me from her arms.
“I had the audacity to walk into my room when she was in here, is what’s going on. I don’t know why she hates me so,” I added as I walked over to my closet.
“Maybe because you hate her.” Courtney started to shuffle off, but stopped and turned, eyes narrowed. “How was your all-nighter with Sumptuous Seth?”
“Good.” I said quickly, trying to keep it light.
She tilted her head, studying me. “You had a Big O!” she squealed.
“A few,” I admitted, laughing. “It was so amazing. He is so amazing.” I gushed.
“I told you there was nothing wrong with you. It was just that pencil-dicked ex-husband that couldn’t please you.”
I considered telling her about seeing Larry and learning of the floozy’s pregnancy and my latest failure, but I decided not to ruin this happy time with any sadness.
“Look at you, glowing.” Courtney teased me. “Orgasming agrees with you.”
“I think orgasming agrees with everyone.” I laughed as I went to my bathroom to get dressed for work.
Before I made it fully inside the door of Eck, Meck & Dreck, Annie hooted from across the store, “Oh honey, he stoked your engine, didn’t he?”
I looked around to make sure we didn’t have any customers before answering her. “I have no idea what that means, but yeah, he sure did!” Then I asked, “Am I wearing a sign or something? How does everyone know?”
“No sign.” Annie answered, breezing by and patting my cheek. “It’s your aura. It’s absolutely radiant.”
I didn’t know about this aura business, but I felt flippin’ fantastic. Checking my phone had become like an incessant tic, though. I checked it for about the fortieth time in the last hour. Still nothing. I briefly considered turning it off and back on to make sure it was working, but I decided that would just be silly.
I bought a sandwich and took it to the park on my lunch break in an attempt to get my mind off it for a while. Couples strolled by hand-in-hand and riding bikes. I smiled at them and checked my phone.
I considered sending him a text. I could invite him on a date. Nothing said that a girl had to sit around and wait for a boy to contact her. I started the text numerous times, but deleted each one.
In the end, I put the phone back in my purse and decided to wait it out. Thankfully, he didn’t make me wait long. My phone started ringing before I had finished my walk back to work. I panicked and almost dropped it. I hadn’t been expecting a call. I could think about a witty response to a text, but I’d be on the spot on the phone. What if I say something dumb? I had almost decided not to answer when I ordered myself to pull it together.
“Hi, this is Abby,” I squeaked, my voice too high.
“Hi, Gorgeous. It’s Seth.” His voice was low and sexy. “I wanted to see if you’d like to go to a charity auction with me next Saturday evening. It’s a black-tie event. I should warn you, though,” he added, “my whole family will be there.”
The thought of Seth wearing a tuxedo made my mouth water. The fact that he was inviting me to an event with his family was so exciting that my knees almost buckled. “I’d love to.” I managed to get the words out.
I focused my attention on the details of where and when as much as possible, while my mind reeled with excitement. Then I agreed to meet him there and hung up.
“Annie!” I screeched running into the store. “We need to find a fabulous dress.”
Chapter 9
We decided on an elegant, black, form-fitting cocktail dress. When paired with the super-high, shiny, black stilettos that Court had loaned me, the look was classic and stunning. I just hoped I didn’t fall down, especially considering what I was wearing underneath my ensemble.
The thigh-highs, garter and
racy thong were not my traditional type of undergarments. It made me feel sexy, though, to know how scantily I was clad underneath my demure outfit. I shivered in anticipation as I imagined how Seth’s eyes would sparkle when he discovered my naughty secret.
As I climbed the steps to the museum, I wished again that Seth had picked me up, instead of asking me to meet him here. I had waited until fifteen minutes after the event started, hoping that there would be plenty of people here, so I could slip in unnoticed. I despised walking into parties by myself.
The great room of the museum had been transformed into a sparkling fairy forest and the effect was magical. Six-foot tall mushrooms painted red with white polka dots were scattered around, giant colorful butterflies dangled from the ceiling and the entire room had an overhang of moss that draped between enormous trees that towered over everything. There were what appeared to be a million twinkle lights glimmering from all angles.
I gasped as I took in the amazing transformation of the room. Then I felt him more than saw him. My eyes were drawn to him. Seth was standing by the bar, looking dashing in a black tuxedo. The gentleman he was with was talking animatedly, but Seth wasn’t paying any attention. He was completely focused on me.
His eyes bored into me as they slowly traveled down my entire body, then back up to my eyes. The hair on my arms raised as he openly perused me. My whole body tingled as his eyebrows lifted and his lips turned up slightly, indicating he liked what he saw.
I wanted him then and there, but I forced myself to look away. This was neither the time, nor the place for ripping his clothes off, but I vowed to get him naked soon, very soon. I felt him watching me as I found a seat at a table that had a direct view of where he was standing near the bar.
I grinned as I decided that it was time to torture him a little and make him want me as much as I wanted him. Knowing that my cleavage looked fantastic in this dress, I deliberately dropped my black clutch near the chair I had chosen. Then I slowly bent to retrieve it giving him a full, long view of my dangling breasts nearly bursting out of my dress.
I had the satisfaction of seeing his mouth fall open as I raised back up, eyes riveted on his to let him know the peep show was exclusively for him.
When the waiter came by, I ordered a Pepsi, not wanting any alcohol to be numbing my body when Seth was inside me later. Feeling him watching me, along with the unfamiliar sensation of the thong pressing against me intimately had me wet with anticipation.
I attempted to make small talk with the guests at my table, but all I could think about was Seth and how much I wanted him. His eyes were like a magnet for mine, and every time I glanced at him, he was openly looking at me. He looked at me like I was the only woman in the room, and it made me feel sexy and completely hot for him.
I turned to thank the waiter when he brought my Pepsi. That is when I saw the sign at the auctioneer’s podium that read, ‘The Davis Family’s Free the World of Cancer Gala.’ I briefly wondered if Seth Davis was part of the Davis family who was sponsoring this amazing party. He certainly didn’t seem like he came from that kind of money.
When I returned my attention to him, I found that his eyes were still riveted on me. There were plenty of beautiful women here tonight, so the way he was focused completely on me, sent a thrill down my spine.
Looking at him, I picked up my glass, and used my tongue to slowly swirl the straw. His fingers tightened around his glass and his whole body tensed as if he had just sucked in air as he watched me. I relished the thought that I could cause this kind of reaction in him.
I turned in my chair, crossing my legs so that a tiny bit of the garter peeked out. I toyed with it absently. When I chanced a look at him again, the gentleman who had been talking to him had given up on getting his attention and left. Seth was leaning against the bar, alone, watching every move my fingers made on the garter.
I glanced around the room, wondering if anyone else was watching the show. No one appeared to even notice, except for Seth who was totally engrossed in my every move. I inched my dress higher, exposing more of my thigh, as I continued rubbing.
A handsome, older gentleman walked up to Seth and said something in his ear. Seth nodded, gave me a quick wink and followed the man. As they walked off together, I looked at their shoulders and the way they each moved and decided that the man was likely Seth’s father.
Since Seth was evidently busy for a few minutes, I excused myself from the table and left the ballroom to find a powder room. Once inside, I locked the door and checked my appearance in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed pink from being so turned on. I was normally my worst critic, but looking at my reflection, I had to admit, I looked sexy.
Just then, a quick knock on the door startled me. “Just a minute,” I called.
“It’s me. Let me in.” His voice was deep and sexy.
I twisted the door to unlock it and he came in. The air between us tingled with electricity as he clicked the lock back into place. Then he lunged for me.
I watched him in the mirror as he stood behind me kissing my neck and bare shoulder. His thick penis was hot and hard, pushing into my back. I reached behind us and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me, not wanting any space between us.
“I’ve wanted to get my hands and mouth on these tits all night.” He growled into my ear as he lowered the zipper on the back of my dress.
His words shocked me and turned me on. My entire body was thrumming with excitement.
“Fantastic,” he whispered as he watched in the mirror while my breasts sprang out of the top of my dress. He brought one hand up to play with them, while the other hand eased up my thigh, raising my dress. He traced his fingers along the garter, following the same path that I had teased him with earlier. We both watched in the mirror, completely aroused.
By the time he cupped his hand over me, my thong was completely soaked. I pushed back into him, panting with need. His huge cock pressed into my back as his teeth nibbled on my ear. I reached behind me to palm him over his tuxedo pants. When he smoothed his fingers up and down the front of me, I moaned with pleasure. “Mmm, Seth.”
He froze, as if someone had dumped a bucket of cold water on him. He backed away from me and ran his fingers through his hair. “You know Seth?” he asked.
I was completely confused. Did he have multiple personalities? I knew he was too good to be true. My face must have registered my lack of understanding because he tossed the explanation over his shoulder on his way out of the bathroom. “I’m his identical twin, Sam.”
Chapter 10
Identical twin? My mind reeled. How could Seth have failed to mention that? And what had I just done? Thank goodness it hadn’t gone any farther, but I would never be able to face Sam again.
And what about him? I wondered disdainfully. Was he just going to screw a stranger in the bathroom? Well, he is a guy, my mind retorted. And I was totally coming on to him out there. It’s not like a man to turn down easy sex.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My boobs were hanging out and my dress was askew. I quickly went over and snapped the lock into place before someone walked in on me in this state of complete disarray.
I splashed cool water on my face and patted my chest with a damp paper towel in an attempt to calm down. Never in my whole life, had I been that excited or this humiliated. What a difference a few seconds can make.
As I attempted to fix my appearance, I thought about Sam. He really was identical to Seth physically, but he was darker, more dangerous. The bathroom had felt electrified when he was near me. I touched up my lipstick and vowed to steer clear of him. He’s exactly what I don’t need, I thought as I breezed out the door. I was, however, prepared to give Seth an earful for not warning me about him.
Returning to the great room, turned fairy forest, my eyes were immediately drawn to Sam. He was standing near the stage with a bevy of lovely ladies hanging on his every word, including a life-sized Barbie doll who had her arm possessively curved around him. I s
hook my head, immensely grateful that our fooling around in the bathroom had stopped when it had.
“There she is.” Seth approached me, smiling. He had a dark-haired beauty with him. The woman’s enormous green eyes were accentuated by the longest, thickest, black eyelashes I had ever seen, outside of a magazine. She was stunning in her floor-length midnight blue gown, and I recognized the family resemblance immediately. “Abby, this is my sister Jessie. Jess, meet Abby.”
“Abby! Seth has told me all about you. It’s great to meet you.” Jessie extended her hand and flashed a dazzling smile directly at me. She seemed friendly and kind, and I liked her immediately.
“You’ll have to tell me what he said.” I smiled trying to hide the rush of excitement I felt at finding out he had mentioned me to his sister. “And I have tons of questions for you about what he was like growing up.”