her phone to one of her friend
sitting on a barstool. Her ass peeked out of the bottom of that short skirt and
he thought he caught a glimpse of a hot-pink thong.
“Damn,” he muttered to himself.
She glanced over her shoulder and winked at him before
turning back to her conversation. He grabbed one of the empty shot glasses
sitting on the island, which they’d set up as a makeshift bar, poured some
vodka, threw it back and then poured another.
Beth shifted her weight to her other leg and the damn skirt
inched higher. His cock grew hard at the sight and pressed against his jeans.
What he would give to unzip his pants right now and take her against the
counter…
“Hey, Hunter!” another female party guest called out from
the other room.
He reluctantly tore his eyes away from Beth’s ass and
turned. “Yeah?”
“We’re out of Jim Beam in here! And Jose!”
Hunter sighed. Who elected him bartender for the evening? He
held back another sigh and headed for the door leading from the kitchen to the
garage. He was definitely ready to escape the party and go to his room.
Linda owned a liquor store and one of the perks that came
with the business was a never-ending supply of booze. He walked to the metal
storage shelf filled with different types of liquor and grabbed a bottle of
flavored vodka, a bottle of tequila and the whiskey.
The door opened and the light click of heels on the cement
floor sounded from behind him.
“Need some help?” Beth asked from behind him.
He turned, surprised to see her in the garage. “Nah…I think
I got it.”
She stared up at him, biting her bottom lip before nodding.
“Okay, just making sure.”
She turned and started to leave. He cursed under his breath,
set the liquor back onto the shelf and reached out for her. She gasped softly
as he pulled her toward his chest.
“Hunter, what are you doing?”
Her eyes were bright with excitement and he could feel her
heart pounding.
“I’m going to propose something that might sound crazy but
hear me out, okay?”
She nodded and he went on.
“You know Linda and I love each other, right? Well, we both
agreed that the other could pick one person who would be their dream fuck—with
a one-night-only clause, if you will.”
Beth’s full lips lifted into a smile. “I’ve heard of couples
doing that before.”
His cock stood completely hard now, pressing against her
stomach. She didn’t make any attempt to move though. Fuck—he had said this much…he
might as well say the rest.
“The only stipulation was that we each had to hook up with
our chosen person on the same night.”
His words sounded insane but he waited to see how Beth would
respond.
“And I’m assuming both of your chosen parties are here
tonight?”
He nodded.
Beth tilted her head. “Is that why I caught Linda and Randy
making out in the linen closet?”
That damn closet had been the source of more action than he
ever thought possible. Who would have guessed that a little room under the
stairs would become one of the town’s hottest make-out spots?
He chuckled. “That would be why.”
She took a half-step forward, pressing their bodies together
even more. “And who did you pick?”
Her perfume drifted to him and he inhaled, loving the smell.
The musky vanilla scent suited her.
“I picked you.”
He thought she would run away at the admission but she remained
before him and nodded thoughtfully.
“So…you want to screw around for one night and then go on as
if it never happened?”
When she put his proposition like that it didn’t sound so
bad.
“That’s the idea.”
“And you’re sure Linda is okay with this?” she asked as her
arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed her breasts into his chest.
“You can always ask her if you don’t believe me.” His hands
settled on her hips.
Beth moistened her lips. “I have a confession. I’m the one
who showed Linda the article about the hall pass.”
His eyebrows shot up in surprise.
sitting on a barstool. Her ass peeked out of the bottom of that short skirt and
he thought he caught a glimpse of a hot-pink thong.
“Damn,” he muttered to himself.
She glanced over her shoulder and winked at him before
turning back to her conversation. He grabbed one of the empty shot glasses
sitting on the island, which they’d set up as a makeshift bar, poured some
vodka, threw it back and then poured another.
Beth shifted her weight to her other leg and the damn skirt
inched higher. His cock grew hard at the sight and pressed against his jeans.
What he would give to unzip his pants right now and take her against the
counter…
“Hey, Hunter!” another female party guest called out from
the other room.
He reluctantly tore his eyes away from Beth’s ass and
turned. “Yeah?”
“We’re out of Jim Beam in here! And Jose!”
Hunter sighed. Who elected him bartender for the evening? He
held back another sigh and headed for the door leading from the kitchen to the
garage. He was definitely ready to escape the party and go to his room.
Linda owned a liquor store and one of the perks that came
with the business was a never-ending supply of booze. He walked to the metal
storage shelf filled with different types of liquor and grabbed a bottle of
flavored vodka, a bottle of tequila and the whiskey.
The door opened and the light click of heels on the cement
floor sounded from behind him.
“Need some help?” Beth asked from behind him.
He turned, surprised to see her in the garage. “Nah…I think
I got it.”
She stared up at him, biting her bottom lip before nodding.
“Okay, just making sure.”
She turned and started to leave. He cursed under his breath,
set the liquor back onto the shelf and reached out for her. She gasped softly
as he pulled her toward his chest.
“Hunter, what are you doing?”
Her eyes were bright with excitement and he could feel her
heart pounding.
“I’m going to propose something that might sound crazy but
hear me out, okay?”
She nodded and he went on.
“You know Linda and I love each other, right? Well, we both
agreed that the other could pick one person who would be their dream fuck—with
a one-night-only clause, if you will.”
Beth’s full lips lifted into a smile. “I’ve heard of couples
doing that before.”
His cock stood completely hard now, pressing against her
stomach. She didn’t make any attempt to move though. Fuck—he had said this much…he
might as well say the rest.
“The only stipulation was that we each had to hook up with
our chosen person on the same night.”
His words sounded insane but he waited to see how Beth would
respond.
“And I’m assuming both of your chosen parties are here
tonight?”
He nodded.
Beth tilted her head. “Is that why I caught Linda and Randy
making out in the linen closet?”
That damn closet had been the source of more action than he
ever thought possible. Who would have guessed that a little room under the
stairs would become one of the town’s hottest make-out spots?
He chuckled. “That would be why.”
She took a half-step forward, pressing their bodies together
even more. “And who did you pick?”
Her perfume drifted to him and he inhaled, loving the smell.
The musky vanilla scent suited her.
“I picked you.”
He thought she would run away at the admission but she remained
before him and nodded thoughtfully.
“So…you want to screw around for one night and then go on as
if it never happened?”
When she put his proposition like that it didn’t sound so
bad.
“That’s the idea.”
“And you’re sure Linda is okay with this?” she asked as her
arms wrapped around his neck and she pressed her breasts into his chest.
“You can always ask her if you don’t believe me.” His hands
settled on her hips.
Beth moistened her lips. “I have a confession. I’m the one
who showed Linda the article about the hall pass.”
His eyebrows shot up in surprise.
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