The Soccer Mom's Bad Boy (2 page)

I know I had her aunty Janine to thank for a big part of that, because we’d made a pact when we were pregnant together that we would give our girls the best childhood. And that didn’t necessarily mean letting them have every new gadget that came on the market, or the latest fashion. Especially not the adult ensembles, that some of the younger girls were wearing these days. We just tried to give them as much love and attention as we could, keep them close you know.

When I was going through my divorce and literally drowning in my own sorrow and despair, Janine had taken over. Had it not been for her, I’m sure things could’ve turned out very different, and I could’ve found myself saddled with a very recalcitrant child.

Instead, I have a strong if somewhat opinionated child who still values time spent with mom, instead of locked away in her room on her computer.

It did hurt just a little though that her dad had dropped her pretty much the same way he’d dropped me, and though I tried to make up for his neglect it wasn’t the same.

“Come on girls let’s hustle, we have to get home like stat.”

“Janine…”

“Put a lid on it sister let’s go. We’ll feed the monsters their greasy pizza and then it’s off to your house for a makeup session. Xavier isn’t due home until late tonight so…”

I envied her ease in saying that. I remembered the nights when I paced the halls sick to my stomach, because I just knew that the husband who’d told me he was working late, was working on something more than just spreadsheets.

Xavier wasn’t the type though, his love for his little family was evident to anyone who came into their midst. Sometimes I wish…but no, that obviously wasn’t in the cards for me.

My mind went immediately to the new mystery man and I felt a slight tremble in my limbs, not to mention what was going on with my girly bits.

“Alana you’re spending the night with us tonight how do you like that?” I snapped my head around at her announcement and she pointedly ignored me with a turned head while our girls held onto each other and jumped up and down squealing, much the way the two of us still did sometimes.

***

DANE

What the fuck is she doing standing around out there with the dark coming? I’d been sitting in my truck for almost half an hour and they were still there.

I was about to get out and go to her, but just then they headed for their cars. I guess tonight was a pizza night. I’d noticed their little ritual in the last two and a half weeks. After each game the two girls were treated to pizza at the local parlor, while the ladies had coffee and picked at salads.

That ass of hers assured me that there was more than salad going into that mouth thank fuck. My dick gave a little salute at the thought of her ass and what we were going to do to it later.

I adjusted my meat in my jeans that were suddenly cutting off my circulation and kept my eyes glued on her. Damn, what a woman. I felt that same quick jolt that was becoming all too familiar whenever she was around, as her face came into full view.

I watched until they pulled out of the lot, never knowing that they were in my scope. That was something I was going to have to teach her in the near future.

My baby wasn’t as aware of her surroundings as I’d like her to be. But that will come; first I have to empty myself inside her about three or four times to ease this ache that she’d started in me.

I think I’d scared the shit out of her with my one word whisper. It was probably pushing it, but fuck, two and a half weeks was a long time to wait when pussy was on the menu.

I’ll never forget for as long as I live, the first time I’d ever seen her. I’d been in town on a job for the past three days and was bored out of my fucking mind.

The hump I was after was already sewn up tight as far as I was concerned, but with a job this sensitive, it paid to be thorough. The government liked to cross all their t’s and dot all their I’s in this day of advanced technology, just in case something came back to bite them in the ass later.

I’d been in the supermarket of all places trying to mix in with the locals, when I got the weirdest sensation down my spine. I didn’t react right away, just processed the feeling and tried to pinpoint where the danger was coming from.

I knew it wasn’t the type of danger that leads to death, but one just as final. I felt that shit down to my toes. I tested the tomato in my hand as if I were really interested, before turning in the direction my zap had come from.

My dick, my heart, and my pulse all went off at the same fucking time. I think my vision had blurred for a second before it cleared, and I remember thinking, ‘and I didn’t want to do this job.’

I’d clocked her every move throughout the store without her or anyone knowing it. It’s what I do. I’m one of the world’s best two footed predators. I stalk bring down and capture my prey in ways that cannot be taught.

She was dressed in sweats and a tee shirt that showcased her lovely tits to perfection. I pegged her at early to mid thirties though she looked younger.

She wore her hair up in one of those untidy ponytails that women did so effortlessly but always looked like they’d just rolled out of a good fuck.

She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen and I wasn’t just seeing with my eyes, my heart was all fucking in. If I were a weaker man I would’ve panicked, called one of my men to take over from me since the hard part was over, and hightailed it out of there as fast as I could, but I believe in facing your destiny head on. Besides I’d run the good race, it was time somebody hooked my ass.

I’d followed her out to the parking lot and watched from the privacy of my Mercedes jeep as she put the few bags she had into the trunk, before hopping into her little beat up truck.

The license plate had vetted me her name then and there, but I’d had to wait until I got back to my rental place to dig deeper.

I followed her all the way home to the little bungalow in the quiet cookie cutter neighborhood. She didn’t belong here, that was my first thought as I watched her unload and walk into the house. It was only then that I realized I didn’t even know if she was taken.

The thought gave me a nasty jolt as I tried to remember if there was a ring on her finger, but who was I kidding? My eyes had been on her ass or that ponytail that my hands itched to undo and run my fingers through.

I’d sped away and headed back to the place where I was staying. In less than an hour I knew everything about her. I studied the picture of her from her last DMV visit a couple years ago, fucking gorgeous.

There was something about her mouth that made my dick automatically hard and I spent a good portion of the next half an hour staring at it and willing my cock to go down.

I learned about her divorce and her twelve year old kid. I did an in depth search on the ex and came up with asshole. His fucking loss though, so I couldn’t blame him for being a dick.

For the next few days I staked her out. I became fucking obsessed to the point that I had to pound the punching bag in the home gym until my knuckles bled.

I’d taken to going to the local school to watch her watch her kid play. The more I saw, the more I wanted her, and the harder it was becoming to walk away each night.

There was no doubt that I would have her, it was just a matter of when. And from my experience, women wanted to take their time, and one who’d been burned as badly as she seems to have been was bound to be overly cautious.

That meant I couldn’t use my usual storm the troops take no prisoners approach, so though it was killing me, and my dick, I decided to play nice.

Now, the time had finally come and not too soon if you ask me. Any longer and I’d start gnawing off my own fucking arm.

I followed them to the pizza place and watched them go in before heading to the penthouse I was renting for this job.

I had some hard thinking to do before I took the night to the next level. Not that I hadn’t been playing the different scenarios through my head since the day after I’d first seen her.

I’m a take-charge motherfucker who doesn’t believe in wasting time, especially not when it comes to something this important. I’d already lined up all my ducks and moved some shit around to free me up for what was coming. I can’t say I’d been prepared for this at this time in my life, but it was here and there was no going back for either of us.

Back at my place I shed my clothes as I headed for the shower and a cold one. They’d become de rigueur here lately because I refused to rub one out. I had a whole lot of buildup waiting for her tonight. I hope she was able to handle that shit because my beast will most definitely be loose at the first scent of her pussy.

***

ILENE

“I’m not sure about this Janine, this has got to be your worse idea yet and you’ve had some doozies over the years.” We were at my home getting me ready for just about anything.

Home, that’s a joke. My now ex was living in my home with his new girlfriend, while my daughter and I had been relegated to a little two bedroom home in a less than desirable side of town. Now wasn’t the time to dwell on that though, if I didn’t keep my wits about me, this one would have me in stirrups before night’s end.

I had been plucked of every stray hair on my body and my skin was just about scrubbed raw because I think she thought I needed decontaminating from my failed marriage.

“Listen, this is happening, he knows that I know about him so he’d be a real fool to try anything. You have mace, the whistle that my Xavier gave you to match mine and I will be calling you every half an hour.”

“That should be good for a first date.” I ran my hand through my freshly groomed hair and checked myself out in the mirror. What was I doing?

“Janine…” I grabbed her hand for support as the fear of indecision threatened to overtake me. Just as she’s done on numerous past occasions when I needed it most, she knelt at my side and took my face between her hands.

“Ilene, I can feel this in my bones, this is going to be huge for you. I love you, I will never lead you wrong and you know this.

As much as I hate to bring this up now, there was one other time when I was dead sure about your love life and you didn’t listen to me then, please listen to me now.

Do you know that look you get on your face when you see Xavier and I being silly when we think no one else is looking?”

I got a lump in my throat. I knew exactly what look she was referring to. It’s my part envy, part I love you so much and I’m happy for you look.

“I want to look at you that way friend. I want to have that same feeling of excitement for someone that I love. I want to lay my head down at night knowing that you’re taken care of.”

“Are you sure, sure, sure, that…? No that’s not fair, I can’t ask you that.” I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders. Time to be a big girl and take a chance for the first time in my life. Still I said a quick prayer that I wasn’t making a complete fool of myself.

“Okay, I’m ready.” The plan was that we would wait together for him just to be on the safe side. Janine was armed with a camera and a list of questions. This girl watches way too many crime shows.

She was planning to do everything but put a trace on him, but that was only because she hadn’t had any time to research it.

***

By the stroke of eleven and still no sign of him, I was embarrassed, relieved and disappointed all at once. I could feel the tension coming off of Janine in waves, but kept my lips sealed for fear that I would break down in tears if I said anything. I knew it was too good to be true.

“I ought to hunt down that son of bitch and plant my Minolas in his ass. Who the hell does he think he is?”

“Calm down Janine, this might be a good thing. I could’ve dodged a bullet.”

“This sucks, I was so sure of this guy, I’ve never been this wrong before.”

“It’s okay why don’t you head on home? You’ve left Xavier alone with those two preteens for long enough.” I kept my voice even, never letting on to the turmoil going on inside. It didn’t make sense to be this disappointed, but I guess I had been looking forward to the night more than I had let on.

“I hate leaving you alone like this, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine.” Not really but what can I do? Now that he hadn’t shown, all the angst I’d had about going out with a stranger seems to have disappeared, and in its place was the bitter disappointment of what might’ve been.

“Tomorrow we’ll go find that asshole and put a beating on his ass, we’ll get Xavier to drive.” She was almost close to tears and that only made me feel worse. Damn, I hadn’t realized just how much stock she’d put into this.

“Sounds like a plan to me.” We both laughed uncomfortably as I saw her to the door and locked up. I should’ve gone and got my daughter to help ease the sudden cold loneliness.

I kicked off my shoes and talked myself out of having a fit as I made my way to my bedroom. I could go for a huge glass of wine, but wasn’t feeling up to making the trip to the kitchen to get it.

“I thought she would never leave.”

“AHHHHHH…Oh shit oh shit oh shit.” I looked around the darkened room with my heart in my throat. I knew who it was of course, how could I ever forget that voice? But what was he doing here?

He came up behind me out of the darkness and ran his nose along my neck before licking me. “Please, let me turn on the light.” I tried turning around but he held me still.

“No.” Just one word nothing else. My pulse was off the charts. His nearness, his scent, and the feel of him pressed into my back made my head spin.

His hands came up and hefted my breasts in the soft evening dress I’d worn for my night out with him. He pulled the top apart and off my shoulders before removing my bra. “Raise your arms…do it.” I lifted my arms up and he placed them around his neck.

The whole time I just stood there shaking with a mixture of excitement, anxiety and stark lust. “Fuck, even better than I imagined.”

His large hands cupped my bare flesh as his thumbs did something amazing to my nipples. “Spread your legs.” I was like a puppet on a string as I followed his every instruction.

When one of his hands cupped me between my thighs, I couldn’t hold back the wanton moan that escaped me. He didn’t even move his hand, just held it there as he twirled my nipple between his fingers and sucked on my neck.

Any thought I had of the incongruity of the situation turned to dust under the onslaught of feelings that wracked my body. No words were spoken between us as he started to move his fingers against the crotch of my silk underwear.

When his fingers slipped under the leg and touched me for the first time I felt the liquid pool just inside me and held my breath.

This was really happening, there was a sexy stranger in my bedroom with his hand on my bits and it felt better than anything that had come before. But I couldn’t do this; I just wasn’t built that way.

As good as I felt and as much as I wanted, I made myself pull away. I guess it was a good sign that he let me. “We can’t…”