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She just insulted my house in a roundabout way and then she cleaned it up. She is a very clever girl.
“Well I guess you told me.”

“No, I wasn’t being mean.”

“Huh?”

“No, I like you. I just didn’t want my parents to get a divorce but my mom is a tramp. I love her but she’
s self-absorbed and super-slutty. Can you believe she came on to one of my guy friends? I was super grossed out. My dad deserves better than that.”

Now I feel terrible.
I may not be super-slutty but I’m at least average-slutty.

“
Yes your dad is a great guy. Are you coming in?”

“I guess I could hang out. I could
wait for my dad to get back.”

“Sounds good
. Are we going to sit in the car forever or are we going into the house?”

Sienna smiled
, a rare thing to see. “Going in.”

*****

The night came fast. I communicated with Jack all day long, off and on via FaceTime. He had this important account that he was overseeing and he wouldn’t be home until late. The good thing about FaceTime was that I could see that Jack really was at work and not cheating. It’s true that when you’re cheating you automatically think you’re being cheated on. Guilt makes you paranoid.

I told Jack
that Sienna was over hanging out with me and she was going to spend the night. He seemed less then surprised. He told me she liked me but was playing hard to get. I didn’t believe him. She treated me like I was an invisible person. By the looks of what happened today he was right.

While I was watching
Hollywood Exes
she came into my bedroom and get into bed with me. She told me about her boyfriend and the things that lead to her having unprotected sex with some cute older guy she didn’t know. There was alcohol involved of course. She openly talked to me and I actually started to like her. It’s not like I disliked her before. I just ignored and avoided her because she ignored and avoided me.

Sienna
was snobby as hell but she was a really decent young girl. No drugs or run-ins with the law thus far. Me and my new best friend watched a few movies and fell asleep.

When I woke up Jack was standing over me. He was looking down at me smiling
and looking sexy and handsome, especially in the glow that the TV produced.

“Hey, you guys having a sleepover?”
He had his arms crossed on his chest.

I turned my head and saw that Sienna was
asleep snuggled into my backside. She was sleeping hard with her face buried in my back. “We were watching TV.”

“Did you drug my dau
ghter or club her over the head?”  

“
I roofied her.” I smiled through my sleepy eyes.

“Go back to sleep.”
Jack turned his back on me and I closed my heavy eyelids.

I believe
Jack left the room and returned in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. That’s what I saw when I pried my eyes open for the second time. Jack crawled into bed in front of me. Sienna was nuzzled behind me. This was odd but it felt like, I don’t know, a family. I fell back to sleep and felt quite comfortable in the middle.

CHAPTER 4

The only free time I had available to see Mason was Monday afternoon. I said I wouldn’t make him wait.

I walked into Mason’s
construction office and it looked fairly different in the light of day. Plus there wasn’t a 9mm Glock pointed at me. Mike was sitting behind the desk and there was a young man standing over his shoulder.

They stopped doing whatever it was they were doing to stare at me.

“Can we help you Miss?” The young guy said as his eyes bounced all over my body. Subtle he is not.

“No, no.” Mike said. “We cannot help her. Don’t talk to her
. Don’t look at her.” Mike added in a sarcastic instead of rude way. The young man frowned. He was confused but Mike and I were far from it.

“Mike.” I half nodded, half smirked, half rolled my eyes. I didn’t have that many h
alves for all the mannerisms I was flinging his way.

“Kari.” Mike
greeted me and forced a smile on his face. This was just as unpleasant for him as I was for me. “He’s out at a site. I assume he knows you’re coming.”

“He knows.”
I clipped.

The young guy’s mouth was open now. He was doing his silent version of ‘
Harpo! Who dis woman
?’. He kind of looked like a younger darker version of Mason. He was maybe twenty years old and he had dark hair and dark eyes.

“Kari please have a seat.
” Mike offered politely. I sat in one of the four office chairs by the window. “Would you like some coffee?” Mike was being too nice.

“No thank you Mike.” I choked out the niceties and smiled with every muscle in face.

The young man rushed from behind the desk and marched over to me. He held out his hand. “I’m RJ. We never met.” I shook his hand. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do in this highly awkward situation. Where the hell was Mason?

Mike stood. “Damn RJ. I just said
don’t talk to her. Don’t look at her.”

The young man he called RJ grinned
. He looked back at Mike then back at me. This RJ was so confused. “Uncle Mike, whatever the lady needs I can help her.”

Mike flopped down in his chair.

“Mike, is this Karen’s kid?” I was bold enough to ask. He gave Karen my address. So he knows she’s been in contact with me.

“Yes this is Karen’s obnoxious son
... RJ get out of her face.”

“You know my mom
s?” RJ asked just as the front door opened and Mason entered.

Mason’s
eyes went directly for me. I stood and almost melted into a soaking wet puddle. Well damn, he had shaved. His entire face was groomed to perfection. His hair was cut short. He was so F-ing fine. I’m trying to stop cussing. I’m glad I wore a dress and no panties.

Mason half smiled. “You beat me here.” Mason winked and licked his lips as his blue eyes roamed my body the same way his nephews did just seconds ago. “RJ back up.”
Mason warned his nephew in a joking way.

I smiled as Mason grabbed my hand and lead me pass RJ and toward the back room.

Mike stopped us with his voice. “Mason are we supposed to stay or leave?”

Mason smiled back at me and then looked over at Mike. “Go back to work.”

RJ’s mouth fell open as Mason pulled me into the back room and closed the door behind us, locking it.

Mason removed his cell phone and a walkie-talkie from the clips around his waist.
He placed them on the table. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a powder blue Tommy Hilfiger polo shirt and gold Timberland boots. He was clean cut. Not sporty like I normally see him and not scruffy like that sexy beast that fucked the shit out of me three days ago. Construction boss Mason was sexy, more sexy than Vegas Conference Mason. Right there I realized I loved all Mason’s looks. He could be wearing a kilt, a turban and Uggs and I would probably find it sexy.

“Hey lady, what are you looking at?”

“You. You clean up pretty good.” I shared my thoughts.

“Sometimes.” Mason shrugged off my compliment. 
“I like your dress. Did you wear that just for me?” His words and his suave delivery of those words made my nipples harden.

“Yeah, I wore it
just for you. It’s your favorite color.”

“Navy b
lue.” He whispered loud enough for me to hear. Mason’s eyes scanned down my body to my feet. “Blue shoes, too.” He grinned.

I was wearing my blue
Coach
peep-toe wedge heels. They were navy just like the dress and matched perfectly.

“Sit
. I’ll take them off for you.” Mason took my hand and walked me over to a plain wooden chair that didn’t have a mate. I sat in the chair and watched as Mason sat down on the floor facing me. Instead of going down on his knees he sat on his butt. He opened his legs wide around me and the chair. If only his legs were open without the jeans on. I could ride his white horse.

Mason removed his shirt by pulling it over his head. My eyes followed the movement of his biceps. I’m sure my mouth wa
s agape. He tossed the shirt across the room and on the loveseat. He was looking up into my eyes when I realized he was holding my foot in his hand. He placed my wedge heeled foot on his bare abs.

I swallowed hard.
He hadn’t noticed I wasn’t wearing panties yet. My dress wasn’t that short. It went to my knees and only rose a little when I sat in the chair. Mason was moving so slow and carefully and I was hot with anticipation. I shouldn’t even be here. I’m such a bad girl. I hope he spanks me. His hands on my ass, instant orgasm. Stop getting ahead of yourself. 

Mason went for the buckle on the side of the peep-toe shoe. He was focused on the shoe. I was focused on holding
my wetness inside my body.

“There are C’s all over your shoes.” He said as he got my buckle undone.

He noticed that. “Yeah, just like the C’s on the scarfs you used to tie me up with.” Mason pulled my shoe off. “Remember when you fucked my face.” I looked down at him and he was staring right through me and squeezing my calve with his strong hand.

Oh yeah, he
definitely remembers. Mason grinned at me and placed my shoeless foot on the floor. He went for my other foot. He placed it on his abs as he undid the side shoe buckle. This time he moved quicker. He released me from my shoe. He was looking at my fuchsia toenail polish I think. I could only see the back of his head.

He lifted my foot to his lips and I tossed my head back and closed my eyes. Mason placed all
my painted toes in his mouth at once and I almost exploded. I was holding my breath as he bathed my toes with his masterful tongue. He sucked them hard with short and long sensuous strokes. His wet tongue laved them up. He held my one foot in his mouth and massaged the other with his strong hands. I was trying to be still. I was trying not to fall out the chair. My hands were holding onto the seat of the chair. I wish this chair had arm rests. I think I may fall off.

I
squirmed as his tongue cleansed my toes and shot an electrical current to my moist pussy. It felt like he was in between my legs licking my clit. I was leaking from my pussy. I was trying to hold my orgasm in by doing abdominal crunches.

Magic Mason
stopped abruptly. Why? I opened my eyes and looked down at his perfect torso. I wish he was inside me.

“
Kari.”

“Huh?”

“
I want you to fuck my face this time.” He said it and I had no choice but to comply. Whatever Mason wants, he gets.

“Okay.” I was stuck in the chair and didn’t move until I heard his voice.

“Stand, let me taste your sweet pussy.”

I was afraid to stand up. I was afraid I would gush out all over his jeans or on the floor. My inner thighs were soaking wet. Mason laid back
flat on the floor. He was waiting for me. I stood and I felt my sex juice run down the insides of my legs. I lifted my dress above my waist and watched Mason’s eyes when he saw I was without panties. He licked his lips. I walked the two step distance to his face. I cautiously placed my feet on opposite sides of his head.

He was staring up into my pussy. “Bend down. Let me
see deep inside you.”

Shit! Doesn’t he know that if I bend down it will drip right out of
me? I’m sloppy wet.

“Open my pussy
up!” He ordered. “I want to see inside you.” He must want my pussy juice on his face. Fuck it. I bent my knees outward and swatted. Mason wrapped his hands around my ankles and I released the wettest cream-filled orgasm from my pussy. It abandoned me in a long milky string of cum. Mason’s mouth was wide open. Oh god it landed in his mouth and on his chin. Oh shit he swallowed it. He has the nerve to lick his lips. He’s so nasty. I love him.

My legs started
Harlem shaking. I was a wobbly mess. I had to go down on my knees. Mason’s hands ran from my ankles to my thighs. He cupped my ass on his hands as I lowered my pussy onto his face.

His tongue licked at my clit and my entire body fell forward. I had to hold myself up by my arms and hands.
He had pushed my pussy into his face and he was attacking my pussy like it was his last meal. I was trying to get into a rhythm but his tongue was fucking my head up. I could only ride his face slowly. I started too crumble around his teeth as he scraped them across my clit.

Oh no! He was nibbling at my pussy lips
and then I felt his teeth tug at them. Oh no! I can’t take it. He knows how to bite you without hurting you. Just enough to make you cum hard and not leave a mark. There were butterflies in my stomach. I was going to fall with all my weight on his face. Oh god no! I felt his fingers glide into my asshole. I instinctively closed my ass. He was making circles inside my asshole opening me up for a bigger invasion. He must’ve put another finger in me. I can’t take it when he’s in more than one place at a time. I was going to cum again in seconds. My ass was extra sensitive. I didn’t let any and everybody in there. It felt so unbelievably hot. I tried not to grind my teeth together.