The Boy Next Door

by Staci Parker

  “I think it’s time that I give you something for what you did for me. I’m not just talking about what we did in the kitchen, although that was very much unexpected. I don’t even know how to convey to you how much that meant to me. Do you know that I had to sit there for some time to compose myself? I don’t even know how long it was, but I finally found enough strength to carry myself up to bed. I was tempted to knock on your door, but your words were still ringing in my ears.” He moved me to the center of the bed and then he grabbed me and pulled me forward, until my pussy was connected to his mouth.

  He tentatively touched me with the tip of his tongue, inserting it just a little bit to give me an idea of what I was going to go through. “You have turned my world upside down. You’re my rock and I wish that every woman could find someone like you for themselves. Unfortunately for them, you are taken, until death do us part.”

  I think my intentions were clear and before I would be impregnated, I would need a certain type of commitment to seal the deal.

  That same tongue was getting deeper and I was hunching forward to make sure that he wasn’t going anywhere. I needn’t worry, because it didn’t seem that he wanted to relinquish his spot. He was happy where he was and he was not going to stop, until I was the one on the receiving end this time.

  “You need to show some attention to my clit.”

  I showed him where it was, the protruding bud calling to his eager little mouth. He smiled between my legs, before placing his lips over top of it and making it disappear from view. “Fuck…fuck…you’re pretty good for somebody that doesn’t appear all that… experienced. A little faster and use the tip of your tongue at the same time… YESSSSS.” I lifted my pelvis into the air, while holding him down with my hands.

  I could hear his muffled expression and felt the way he grabbed at me with growing intensity. He wanted me to let go; I was smothering him. I finally sank back to the mattress, until finally he was hovering over me with the head of his cock touching my sex. My lips were already swollen from the expertise with his mouth. I easily accepted what he wanted to give me. Each individual inch made me cry out and he was making it last for, as long as possible. The first stroke had taken one solid minute.

  “Evan, I really didn’t think that you…had it in you. I don’t want to make a fuss, but I think I’m crazy for you. I think we have a date with destiny and this is not just a little crush. Every time you touch me it’s not like anything that I can compare to.” When I came, my body was lifted from the mattress, but he was force feeding me his injection of meat. I writhed and turned and screamed obscenities in his face the entire time that he was fucking me.

  He reached for something and then he presented me with a ring. I think I knew that this was his way of making this legit. I accepted his proposal. He moved with a pace that was a little erratic.

  “Everything I do…depends on you, Nicole. I would never try to trick you and I knew that I was taking a risk by telling you the truth. I thought that I owed you that.” He really didn’t owe me anything, but for him to think otherwise made him willing to see it from my point of view.

  “We need to make this one of the best orgasms of your life, Evan.”

  This was not someone that was just going through the motions for his own pleasures. He wanted me to be there with him. This was a testament to the kind of man that I had gotten involved with. “Let me get into the saddle and show you how it’s done.” Before he had a chance to react, I had shifted slightly and made it possible for me to climb on top of him.

  “I’m not sure that I’m comfortable with this position. Maybe if you… oh, no…I mean yes… fuck me.” He didn’t get a chance to finish what he had to say. I had slipped back down his pole, using my inner muscles to massage his length in a very profound way. There was nothing subtle about my holes craving for his cock. It had a mind of its own and I was allowing her to take what she wanted. There was no denying that there was a chemistry between us and that was pretty damn clear from everything that we had done up to this point.

  Planting my knees on either side of him, I began to move with him. He had no idea how to control his own libido, so I was going to have to help him along. “I’ll know when you are ready.”

  He didn’t know that I understood a man’s body almost as good as they did. Sex was a subject that I had always wanted to learn about. I’d found several willing young men that were quite eager to teach me the finer points. It was only after I had a chat with a neighbor that I began to realize that my preconceived notions were false. She taught me what I needed to know. Seducing someone was all in the head. You seduced with your words and your body followed suit.

  I grinded in a circle to make sure that he was giving me what I needed. My clit was constantly being aroused against him. It was being given a unique form of attention. That kind of stimulus was the perfect way to make me see stars.

  “Bite my nipple… God damn it…bite it…bite it…AHHHHHH!” I didn’t know if he was going to answer the call, but then his teeth grabbed onto one of them. I was out of it, thrashing back and forth and screaming so loud that I thought for sure that I was going to make Evan deaf.

  The ecstasy that I felt was nothing compared to the look on his face. His seed splashed against my womb and I took the brunt of his attack with a smile on my face. We lay in each other’s arms and listened to each other breathing.

  It was confirmed by the doctor in town that I was pregnant. We broke the news to his mother and she was tickled pink. I could see that Brandt wasn’t happy. He was fuming in the corner with his finger itching to grab the trigger of his gun.

  I was going to tell my father, but then I realized that he was only holding me back. I cut him from my life and I live with my new husband with a baby on the way and enough money to live on for the rest of our lives. I really couldn’t ask for more.

  THE END

  Taken by the Cowboy Billionaire

  Chapter one

  “Brenda, you can’t be serious. They’re never going to listen to you and you’re pretty much going to be a mosquito that is going to be nothing but a nuisance. You can’t possibly think that they’re going to let go of the purse strings. Don’t get me wrong, I commend you for wanting to do the right thing, but most people won’t see it that way. They’ll see you as another handout, pat you on the head and give you a few measly dollars, but that’s all that you’re going to be able to wrench from their grasp.”

  Tina had always been the voice of reason, but in this case, I felt that she was wrong. “I know that it’s a long shot, but I have to try. These people need to learn that money is not to be used for luxuries like new cars and houses. There is a lot of suffering in this world. Healing that starts right here at home. I may not be able to save the world, but I can start small and work my way up to something with a lot more meaning.”

  I practiced what I preached, staying out of the way and making sure that I lived by modest means. I took on jobs and whatever money I made went to the small one bedroom bungalow that I had rented. Whatever was left over was turned towards buying whatever food and other stuff that I would need.

  “I’m glad that you came to me first. Getting in the front door is not going to be easy by any means. You’re going to need something that’s going to draw their attention and make them think that you are part of the pack. If you can do that, then maybe you can make them see you. To be honest, I’m a little bit flummoxed that you’re brazen enough to try something like this. If you’re caught, you’ll be thrown in jail and then they’ll throw away the key. Not even your many friends will be able to help you out of that kind of predicament. I know that I don’t have that kind of money to bail you out.”

  I knew that I was getting in over my head, but this was too important to let lie. “This fundraiser might be important to some, but for most of us it’s a waste of time. They are trying to raise money for cancer. I understand that’s a near and dear cause, but we’ve been throwing good money after bad on a subject
that has not had much success. I need to get them to throw some of that cash towards my cause of saving animals. It may not seem grandiose, but it means a lot to me.” I was wearing this slinky red dress that I had borrowed from Tina’s closet. I didn’t exactly own something like this myself. Normally I wouldn’t be caught dead in something like this.

  “I could go with you, but I think that one of us is going to be more than enough to raise a little hell. That dress is made for your body. If this doesn’t make them drool over you from the moment that you step through those doors, then I don’t know what will.”

  I turned all the way around to get a look at me in the mirror from every angle and I had to admit that I certainly didn’t look like somebody that was down and out. Anything that I wore was mostly jeans and plaid shirts that really accentuated the positives.

  “I just hope that you know what you’re doing,” she said to me. “If you do find yourself in any trouble, then by all means call me and I’ll be there in a flesh. I’ll meet you at the back door and we can get out of there, before things get ugly.”

  “I appreciate that you are always there for me, Tina, but this time I have to go this alone. I’m not leaving there until I get the money that I’m looking for. A thousand dollar plate dinner is an extravagance by anybody’s standards. For them to fork out that kind of cash only means that they have more money than brains. There are many causes in this world and everybody knows that each one has its merits. We all have the one that is dear to our heart and this one makes me want to do the impossible. Those billionaires don’t stand a chance. I’m going to bat my eyelashes, show some skin and get them to throw their hard earned inheritance in my direction.”

  The dress was amazing and turning one way or the other would show more of my body than I had ever shown before. Even going out on dates, I never really went all out. Casual was my claim to fame. I think that I might have gotten some of those guys back to my one bedroom flat by putting myself out there but I wanted people to know who the real woman was and to accept me for what I brought to the table. I didn’t want to put on airs or make them think something that wasn’t true. I had no interest in pulling the rug out from underneath their feet after the fact.

  “It’s a good thing that you’re using my car, because nobody would take you seriously if you showed up in your heap,” Tina said. “That thing should be registered as a health scare. You have exhaust leaks and the smoke that you forcefully put into the air is atrocious.”

  I was all about the environment, but the one thing that I couldn’t afford was a good vehicle. Thankfully, I only used it on those occasions that were absolutely necessary. Otherwise, I would resort to taking public transportation in the form of a bus or the subway. I liked mingling with the locals and I imagined what their lives would be like and I put myself in their shoes.

  “I think that by being an only child I was given too much attention. I started to see that others didn’t have it that good and I did my best to make their lives better. Christmas to me was taking my toys that my parents had given me to those that were less blessed. My parents had a lot of money and they were all about luxury. By the time that I was old enough, I left home and never looked back. I had no interest in inheriting that kind of cash. I became of age two years ago and I shocked them by giving up my fortune to charities. I only took what I needed.” I’d told Tina that story plenty of times already and she had shook her head with disbelief that I would actually let go of the kind of money that could keep me happy, until the day that I died.

  “Don’t get me started on that subject. We all struggle from day to day to make ends meet and you had everything given to you on a silver platter. I don’t know that I would’ve been so quick to give away all of that money. I do have to praise you for your giving nature. You came from a house that wallowed in their wealth. You could’ve become ego driven, completely devoid of human emotion and yet you turned into a woman that has the interest of the entire world on your mind. You wear your heart on your sleeve and sometimes that is going to come back and bite you on the ass.”

  I put on the high heels and the black wrap around my shoulders and I knew that I was ready to mingle with those that were more influential than they realized. “I’m very grateful for your assistance, Tina. I need to make an entrance that is going to make it impossible to deny me entry. I’ve put into place a plan of attack and according to my watch, things should be coming to a head very soon.”

  I doubt that my mother and father would approve of my methods, but this was my life and I wasn’t going to let anybody dictate the terms. “Jamie should have everything prepared and all I have to do is show up at the right time. If I can time this right, then they won’t even ask me for identification. They’ll be too busy putting out a metaphorical fire to worry about party crashers. Besides, I’m not going to look like somebody off the street.” Just looking in the mirror, I felt different, almost privileged and deserving of the kind of accolades that would come my way.

  Tina agreed. “You don’t look like the same person. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you were one of those over privileged rich kids. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say that you were a trophy wife for one of the many men that have decided to take their midlife crisis in a different direction. Instead of buying a car that’s an extension of their manhood, they indulge in their sweet tooth by grabbing on to something pretty and a little bit too young for their own good. I would say that you’re going to fit in nicely.”

  I hoped so, too. I had been training myself. I had gone over all the etiquette about what spoon and what fork to use for any circumstance. I knew how to carry myself with a regal bearing, instead of somebody that was walking hunched over like some kind of Neanderthal.

  “I think that the only thing that I’m going to have to be careful about is security. Everybody else will accept me, but some of those security guards can be very detail oriented. Most of them come from a line of work that involves the military. It’s going to make them hard to slip past. I can’t help the person that I am and I’m not going to allow others to tell me how to act. I don’t mind putting on a show, especially for a good cause, but this is definitely not me.” Even wearing this dress felt like it was cutting off my supply of oxygen.

  “I know that you’re not gonna wanna hear this,” Tina tried again, “but you tend to put your head in the noose too often. You don’t know when to quit and you don’t even know the meaning of the word no. I sometimes think that you go overboard, but it’s always for a good cause. I’m going to say a silent prayer that you make it out of their without being found out. These people take these fundraisers seriously.”

  I wanted to scream at her, but she really did know about these things. She was acting as my conscience. “I don’t know why, but I feel guilty about how I was raised. I need to find some way to cleanse my soul. This is my way of helping those less fortunate with four legs. Humans are going to kill each other and there’s nothing that I can do about that. What I can do is make sure that animals are given the respect that they deserve. There is an animal hospital nearby that is begging for an influx of cash and I plan to give that to them. There will be no strings attached and they can do with the money what they see fit.” Getting those with money to pry open their pocketbooks with a crowbar was not going to be easy. I had to play this just right, or my ruse would be found out and everything that I was working for would go up in flames.

  Chapter two

  When I got to the charity I checked my makeup in the mirror. I’m not one to put any on and even looking at myself now, I felt like a common streetwalker. I did not want to call attention to myself, but this was the only way to get past those that were looking for anything that was unusual. I heard what sounded like a backfire and then a canister of tear gas was released into the crowd. Two more were shot off simultaneously and Jamie had certainly come through in the pinch.

  I stepped out of the car and looked at the reflection of the woman that I was supposed to
be. I had dyed my usually dark hair to a blonde color, pinned up in place to show off the sensuous part of my neck. I was hiding the fact that I was only five-foot-four by wearing four inch heels.

  People were screaming and the smoke was burning their eyes. Security was now taking action, pulling out billy clubs and their walkie talkies to coordinate some sort of response.

  Holding a handkerchief over my face, I climbed the stairs in between two security guards that had no idea that I was even there. I followed the railing, holding onto it for support. I got to the front door and there was nobody currently manning the booth with the names of the attendees were written down. Everybody that was on that list would have to check in, but this distraction was the perfect way to slip in unnoticed.

  “I have no idea what’s going on out there. I can’t see a damn thing,” I heard a man complain. “There seems to be some kind of protest. The guards are trying to clean things up, but it appears that we’re going to have to call the authorities in. If I was out there, I would hog tied the lot of them. I know the Mayor personally. I’ll give him a call and see what he can’t do to expedite things.”

  This guy, everyone like him, was what was wrong with society today. He was wearing his black cowboy hat and a bolo tie and looking every bit the billionaire cowboy. “I pay good money in taxes and I reckon that I can get the Mayor to see my way of thinking. If not, then I’ll just give a sizable donation to the policeman’s ball. That should suffice to make them get off their asses.”

  I hated people like this. They really got on my last nerve. I wanted to slap the taste out of his mouth, but doing something like that would only put my actions on display. I needed to fly underneath the radar and make it appear that I was one of them. It felt distasteful for being dishonest, but I couldn’t see any way around it.