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Authors: Leigh Ann Lunsford
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decline.
“Why?” She slaps her hand to her mouth.
“What she meant is ‘why that’s perfect, be here to pick me up at seven.’” Maura again.
I squeeze my lips closed to prevent the laughter. “Lisa?”
“Oh. Um. Sure. Seven. That’s good.”
“Have a nice night, ladies.” I wink at them before heading next door.
“You could have made it better reenacting the scene running through my head.”
“Maura, shut the fuck up.” That dirty word sent a jolt to my cock and made my heart rate accelerate. It’s the most aggressive thing I’ve heard from her mouth.
I shut my door before grabbing a beer from the fridge. Three. Two. One. “Maura, what the fuck is your problem?”
I love these walls. “I don’t have a problem. You, on the other hand, acted like you have gone completely Helen Keller in a matter of ten seconds. You’ve crushed on him for months, had meals, moaned to me how hot he is and all the things you want to do to him. He finally asks you out, and suddenly you can’t speak.”
What does she want to do with me? “First, I’m not crushing on him, lusting maybe, but I don’t know enough about him to have a formative opinion, so it definitely is not crushing.”
“Lisa, quit with textbook jargon. Lust. Crush. Whatever. Hey, did you hear that? I just rhymed.”
“Congratulations Mother-fucking-Goose. Second, I have never told you anything I want to do with him, that’s been your running commentary.”
“Only because you’re too much of a novice. That pink rabbit you have stashed in your nightstand doesn’t talk dirty to you, so I was giving you some pointers. And about that rabbit . . . you went shopping without telling me.”
“You’re insane. Asylum-ready insane! You went through my nightstand?”
“You have that Kama Sutra book, and I have a date Saturday. I wanted to be prepared.”
“No, the hell I don’t have that book. You took it last year for another date.”
“Oh, that explains why I couldn’t find it. So tell me, did you walk into the store like a big girl and buy your new toy on your own?”
“No,” her voice is barely audible, so I stand up and press my ear against the wall. “I ordered it online.”
“Blind shipping? You paid extra for blind fucking shipping didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Lisa, own your orgasms. Demand them. Don’t be ashamed. Did you see that website I sent you last night?”
“The build-a-man? Did you see how expensive they are?”
“No, I don’t need them. Obviously from the size of the rabbit you have you don’t either.” I have to adjust my straining cock and wonder exactly how big vibrators come.
“I haven’t used it.”
“I’m ordering you the build-a-man.”
“Shut up, Maura.”
The knock on the door interrupts their conversation, and I feel like I’ve been overloaded with information. I turn the game on, sit down with my beer, and contemplate what makes her tick. She’s so different from anyone I’ve ever been interested in.
Pure with no expectations.
Wary of situations . . . like she looks before she leaps.
Sweet with a hint of sassy.
Almost like Bianca and Callie in one person.
At seven, I’m standing in front of her door with flowers and a bottle of wine, acting like a fucking teenager on his first date with sweaty palms and an overactive libido. I take a deep breath and knock. The vision that opens the door makes all the saliva in my mouth dry up. Her hair barely reaches her shoulders. She has it pulled up on one side showcasing the curve between her shoulder and neck. Her face isn’t overly made up but has a natural glow. I lose myself in the depth of her blue eyes, reminding me of a turbulent ocean. She doesn’t reach my chest even in heels that make her short legs extremely sexy. “You look beautiful.” I see the red creeping up her cheeks.
“Thanks,” she
“Why?” She slaps her hand to her mouth.
“What she meant is ‘why that’s perfect, be here to pick me up at seven.’” Maura again.
I squeeze my lips closed to prevent the laughter. “Lisa?”
“Oh. Um. Sure. Seven. That’s good.”
“Have a nice night, ladies.” I wink at them before heading next door.
“You could have made it better reenacting the scene running through my head.”
“Maura, shut the fuck up.” That dirty word sent a jolt to my cock and made my heart rate accelerate. It’s the most aggressive thing I’ve heard from her mouth.
I shut my door before grabbing a beer from the fridge. Three. Two. One. “Maura, what the fuck is your problem?”
I love these walls. “I don’t have a problem. You, on the other hand, acted like you have gone completely Helen Keller in a matter of ten seconds. You’ve crushed on him for months, had meals, moaned to me how hot he is and all the things you want to do to him. He finally asks you out, and suddenly you can’t speak.”
What does she want to do with me? “First, I’m not crushing on him, lusting maybe, but I don’t know enough about him to have a formative opinion, so it definitely is not crushing.”
“Lisa, quit with textbook jargon. Lust. Crush. Whatever. Hey, did you hear that? I just rhymed.”
“Congratulations Mother-fucking-Goose. Second, I have never told you anything I want to do with him, that’s been your running commentary.”
“Only because you’re too much of a novice. That pink rabbit you have stashed in your nightstand doesn’t talk dirty to you, so I was giving you some pointers. And about that rabbit . . . you went shopping without telling me.”
“You’re insane. Asylum-ready insane! You went through my nightstand?”
“You have that Kama Sutra book, and I have a date Saturday. I wanted to be prepared.”
“No, the hell I don’t have that book. You took it last year for another date.”
“Oh, that explains why I couldn’t find it. So tell me, did you walk into the store like a big girl and buy your new toy on your own?”
“No,” her voice is barely audible, so I stand up and press my ear against the wall. “I ordered it online.”
“Blind shipping? You paid extra for blind fucking shipping didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Lisa, own your orgasms. Demand them. Don’t be ashamed. Did you see that website I sent you last night?”
“The build-a-man? Did you see how expensive they are?”
“No, I don’t need them. Obviously from the size of the rabbit you have you don’t either.” I have to adjust my straining cock and wonder exactly how big vibrators come.
“I haven’t used it.”
“I’m ordering you the build-a-man.”
“Shut up, Maura.”
The knock on the door interrupts their conversation, and I feel like I’ve been overloaded with information. I turn the game on, sit down with my beer, and contemplate what makes her tick. She’s so different from anyone I’ve ever been interested in.
Pure with no expectations.
Wary of situations . . . like she looks before she leaps.
Sweet with a hint of sassy.
Almost like Bianca and Callie in one person.
At seven, I’m standing in front of her door with flowers and a bottle of wine, acting like a fucking teenager on his first date with sweaty palms and an overactive libido. I take a deep breath and knock. The vision that opens the door makes all the saliva in my mouth dry up. Her hair barely reaches her shoulders. She has it pulled up on one side showcasing the curve between her shoulder and neck. Her face isn’t overly made up but has a natural glow. I lose myself in the depth of her blue eyes, reminding me of a turbulent ocean. She doesn’t reach my chest even in heels that make her short legs extremely sexy. “You look beautiful.” I see the red creeping up her cheeks.
“Thanks,” she
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