Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
I was a nervous wreck, wondering about his reaction. Rebecca’s greeting had made it obvious that this was planned, would he feel ambushed? Shit? Why hadn’t I thought of any of this before? Why did I do this? Hadn’t he already proven himself? Why do I have this need to put him through this all the time?
DEVLIN
She’s so damn transparent. I wonder if she thinks I just fell off the back of a truck? This little ambush had as much holes as a sieve. She didn’t think the shit through, now she’s standing here looking nervous as hell.
If she wasn’t so cute, and so damn vulnerable I’d make her sweat, but I knew my part in this little act and played it well. I was amiable when introduced to her friends. I didn’t look any lower than anyone’s nose.
I realized when I did that that I didn’t want to. I had no interest in looking at any of them and they were not bad looking women. I knew though, that of the four of them my woman was the innocent.
Fuck then it hit me. She wasn’t the one judging this little display they were. All the fuck of them. Ain’t this a bitch? I think my balls started to sweat. Now I was the one feeling nervous. And it was then my bitch meter went up a few notches.
I’m well and truly fucked. I sat there wherever the fuck there was. They’d dragged me off somewhere and all I remember is sitting down. They were all smiling at me and the questions were coming hard and fast.
As slick as they are, I’d already peeped their game and I set about figuring out who was the queen of this herd and culling her out. Stacy, she’s the one.
She may not be the one leading this hen pack, but from the body language and interchanges between her and my girl, I deduced that she’s the one my pain in the ass would listen to.
I was a total gentleman and found that I didn’t really mind what they were up to. I relaxed halfway through when I realized that she needed this and accepting that helped me to accept so much more.
I cared about her feelings, cared that she was sitting there at the edge of her seat because she was afraid I’d fuck up in front of her girls. It touched something inside me and as I looked at her I saw the little girl she must’ve been. That too touched a much deeper place inside me.
I took her hand under the table and without thinking brought it to my lips. I must’ve scored some points because I heard the women sigh. “So, what do you ladies have planned for the holidays?”
She’d already told me something about some party somewhere, but I’d barely been listening. I was too busy playing in her pussy, trying to tease the last bit of juice out of her for my tongue.
She likes to babble after sex for some unknown reason and I find that if I keep her ass preoccupied by playing with her, she won’t nag me to death with her shit.
“Oh didn’t Joy tell you? We’re having a little get together…”
“Oh yes, she did mention it, but my shift starts that night so I won’t be able to make it. Maybe next time.”
They seemed to hang on my every word and by the time we got around to the homestretch I noticed this one was all dreamy eyed. She grabbed my thigh beneath the table and I knew what that meant. I’d passed and she was happy and what’s more, she wanted to fuck.
Oh yeah you’re gonna get fucked two seconds after we reach the house, but you gotta pay for this little trap first. I kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear. “Satisfied?” She looked at me in shock like she really thought I was too dense to see through her shit.
I guess the lot of them got what they wanted but just as soon as I thought the whole mess was over, they declared it time to shop. Fuck me! Torture!
I spent the next three hours lugging around her bags and being dragged around from place to place where they ogled shit for an hour before leaving the damn store empty handed. Women are weird as fuck.
Aren’t you supposed to know what you need before you leave the damn house? Seems logical to me. But this brood couldn’t seem to make up their mind on anything, and for some reason they had to see everything.
By the time they tired their asses out, I was ready to mutiny. “Oh you’re gonna learn some new tricks when I get you in my bed. After this, you owe me.”
“What new tricks? You’re not gonna try to spin me around on your thing again are you?”