I carried the last load, filling up my van with the final furniture from the event. Out of breathe and in a daze from the 12-hour day, and my team had disappeared; at least I though they had, until Jeff appeared like a ghost in the night saying, "Need another hand?"
"Where were you 20 minutes ago? I could have used your help and more," I said, shocking myself. Didn't know that I had such spice left.
"Looks like you did alright," Jeff replied patting my lower back.
"Be careful, I'm a little wet," I said.
"So, I still have the magic touch." I looked at Jeff after that coy reply and found a sly smile to match. It took a beat for what my ears heard to register in my brain, but by then it was too late.
Jeff had picked me up sat me on the lip of the van's tail. Staring up into my eyes and massaging his hands up my legs. The shock of the events left me winded and soon his hands met a hard prize.
"I've been waiting to do that all night. Those tight pants. That beautiful ass," he said. "Sam my not be qualified, but I'm putting in an application right now to show you I still have what it takes."
"Jeff, wait...that was a long time"
"Say less. I stayed away because of him," he said. "But I still know how to make you unwind. It's his loss. I'm surprised he could watch you work at this event and not touch you."
Oh boy, was I, drunk, high. The world slowly tipped over and all I see is this gorgeous 6'2" man lick his thick lips as they bounced off each other with some message to me. His hands finding their way up my sides and my shirt rising above to my neck.
Then a soft coolness as he licked away my sweat and latched on to my nipple. That's all it took for my body to cave in. My head driving into the rubber-matted flooring, my chest rising into his lips, and my legs lifting and squeezing his waste. I drove his hips down into me. Oh boy, what a surprise he had for me.
I immediately looked up into his eyes, and his smirk said it all. He had me. And he was delivering something I ached for since my separation.
He moved to the other nipple and his hands hugged me from behind.
Then I just saw his face change. So much concern. He rushed to lift my head and gaze into my eyes as he lightly forced his palm into my chest and rubbed in a circular pattern. My body responded giving breath to my lungs.
"The night's young baby. I've got so much more in store for you," Jeff informed me.
Never could I ever think the torture of the day would end in such stimulating pleasure.
Part 2 coming soon
----- New author here. Be easy. I'm writing here to overcome a fear I've had for the longest. Open to any suggestions/tips: shakinbs2@gmail.com