Patience is a virtue. (Closed - DangerousDarkEyes.)

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Rick Marsden pulled up in front of the two story Tudor and let out a sigh of relief. He rolled his head from side to side and shrugged his shoulders before climbing out of the 17 foot van he'd rented for the move. This was to be the start of a new life: a new city, a new business, and a fresh start.

He dug the keys for the house out of his pocket and let himself in the front door. The place echoed from the lack of furniture and the hardwood floors. He walked through the main floor of the place and nodded in satisfaction and proceeded upstairs. Everything was clean and tidy, but there were too many white walls. The realtor hadn't lied. Rick had gotten his money's worth, sight unseen.

"First things first," he muttered to himself. He opened the back of the van, pulled out the drill case, the plastic roll of hose, his tool box, and a large cardboard box that contained his treasure. He locked the back. This would take a half hour.

He stacked everything on top of the cardboard box and bent carefully, lifting with his legs. At forty-eight he was in good shape, maybe the best shape he'd ever been in his life, but that was no reason to be unsafe. He was half way up the walk when the drill case and the coil of hose fell off the top of the box.

"Crap!"

"Don't stop, neighbour, keep going. I've got that stuff," said a female voice nearby.

"Okay, thanks," he called back. He kicked off his shoes at the door and carried the boxes into the kitchen. He turned and smiled. He swallowed at the sight of the young woman. She was carrying his things along with a tennis racquet. Her body wasn't thin, it wasn't thick, it was powerful but still very feminine.

"Here you go," she said. She jumped up onto the counter. "So, what's so important it comes in first?"

"Stick around for a few minutes and I'll show you. You'll benefit from it too," he replied.

He dug out a few tools and opened the doors beneath the kitchen sink. He shut off the cold water valve, split the line and installed a tee. He drilled a hole in the side of the compartment and another in the neighbouring compartment up through the countertop.

He glanced at the woman as he took the hose and fed it through the holes he'd made. She was too young, and he wasn't ready anyway—not that she'd be interested in someone his age. He crawled back under the sink. It was a tight fit.

"Crap."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you . . . there's a fitting in the top of the toolbox. It's a plastic nut and a yellow ring inside a tiny plastic zip bag."

He heard the toolbox open and raised his head. He could see her tight little ass outlined perfectly in her tennis outfit. Her legs and bare midriff were well tanned. He shook his head. He'd been divorced six months and was determined not to get involved with anyone for at least a year. But if he'd ever seen temptation in his life. . . .
 
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Lexi had waited all week after hearing that they were going to have a new neighbor. She couldn’t wait to see what he looked like, all she knew was that it was a single man. She was 25 and single and was always on the look out for other single men. Having one move in right next door, how convenient could that be, she thought to herself.

She had just arrived home when she got out of her silver convertible beamer and saw the huge van pulled up next door. She waited around to see if she could get a closer look at him and when she did, she smiled broadly. When he dropped a few things from the top of his boxes that was her perfect chance to get to know her new neighbor a bit better.

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"Can you . . . there's a fitting in the top of the toolbox. It's a plastic nut and a yellow ring inside a tiny plastic zip bag."

“Sure no problem,” she said and jumped off the counter, her little skirt flying up to her waist which gave view to her small white thong.
Lexi went to the tool box after a short time found what he was looking for.

“Here you go,” she handed it to him, checking him out a bit more and smiled. “So my name’s Lexi, I live next door. I’ve been wondering who my new neighbor would be. Do you have a name?” she asked with a light air of humor.
 
Rick felt his face flush from the glimpse of—had it been a bare ass? Maybe a thong. Damn perfect curve in any case.

"Rick," he said as he extended his hand from beneath the sink.

He swallowed at the sight of perfect tight thighs and strong calves as her hand, cool to the touch, met his. She squeezed his hand rather than shook it and slid her hand, almost in a caress, out of his. She squatted down to look under the sink. Yep. A thong. Her breasts strained against the white spandex halter. She winked as his eyes came back to her face. Soft brown hair, cute nose, green eyes, full lips with no gloss that looked as if they'd meet a man's every desire.

Rick's head was spinning. He didn't want an involvement and she was a young woman. She couldn't be much older than his own daughter. He found himself wondering if Lexi shaved. His head always filled with fantasies.

"I should warn you, Lexi. I'm a drug addict."

Concern crossed her face. He smiled and slid out from under the sink. She backed away. She wasn't very tall. She might be five foot four or something like that. He opened the box on the counter.

"This is how I get my medication."

His biceps strained against the material of the short sleeved cotton shirt as he lifted the espresso machine out of the box. It was wet from when he'd split the cold water line since he'd forgotten to open the tap to release the pressure. The espresso machine had cost him a couple grand, but it made a perfect espresso. It was his one true indulgence. He pulled out the coffee grinder and a bag of dark roast and put them on the counter.

"Ooh. Can you make me one?"

He nodded as he moved the machine to connect the cold water feed. He had to bend hard over the counter to reach the back connector.

"I can, Lexi, but it looks like you're going somewhere. I don't want to hold you up."
 
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“No, I just got back from a tennis session. I was getting ready to go take a nice swim in my pool. You’re welcome to join me, but first the espresso.”

Lexi had been checking him out since she got there. She had not only got to check out his nice ass when he was under the sink, now she saw the muscles in his arms and the nice chest he had. She loved the sound of his voice, it was so sexy to her, not that he had an accent, just a different tone.

“It sure looks like you have a lot of unpacking to do, you know, I could go home and put on some work clothes and give you a hand.” She said smiling at him, her eyes twinkling. “That way it would get done faster and you could come over and join me in a swim.”

As he was fooling with the espresso machine and the beans, she moved next to him, just a breath away from touching him. The soft scent of her perfume mixed with his own scent and she liked the scent the two created. Lexi thought about him without a shirt on and actually wanted to tell him to take it off, but she didn’t want to be too forward either.

“So what do you do for a living, if I may ask? I’m working my internship at the Donaldson’s Children Hospital. I plan to be a pediatrician, someday. I still am going thru school as well.”
 
"Wow. Ambitious. I'm indulging in a new business. For years I made a living as a mechanic, but I'm recently divorced and decided to indulge full time in my passion. I'm a contract photographer."

He felt the heat of her body next to him and looked down into her face. She smiled. His heart did a flip as the scent of her greeted him, a mixture of perfume and sweat. She was so close. He would have sworn her eyes held some kind of promise.

"You call me ambitious? Everyone has a camera these days," she said as he tore his eyes away from her.

"Yeah, everyone has a camera, but very few know how to take a good photograph. Somehow, I ended up doing a lot of boudoir photography. I'm good at it—too good according to the ex. It's one of the reasons we divorced. I never cheated on her."

Lexi nodded and hopped up onto the counter beside the espresso machine to watch him make the espresso. They chatted casually as he made the concoction. Rick's eyes kept drifting toward her thighs. The tiny skirt had ridden up and he could see the crotch of the thong, peeking out from beneath.

"Here you go. I'm just going to run outside for a second and grab my suitcase. I don't want to move all that stuff in this shirt. I'd ruin it. Be right back."

He jogged toward the door but had the feeling he was being watched. He turned and Lexi had a big grin on her face. Had she been watching his ass? He slid his hand down his cheeks and over his jaw as he considered the situation. He was sure she'd been checking him out. When he returned with the suitcase, Lexi's eyes focused on him as soon as he was through the door. He felt his face flush again. He took a sip of his espresso but didn't know what to do next.

"I'd really appreciate the help unloading, and I'd love a swim after. Why don't you go home and change. I'll change my shirt while you're gone and we can get started when you come back, unless of course you want to stay and help me change my shirt." He let out an abrupt laugh at his nervous attempt at humour.
 
Lexi had indeed been watching every move Rick made, especially his ass when he walked away. She sipped away at her espresso as she watched him return. When he told her he would appreciate her help and he’d love a swim after that her eyes twinkled like stars in the sky.

She set her espresso down and then jumped off the counter, giving him another view of her thong, before she went home to change. Then the magic words, “I'll change my shirt while you're gone and we can get started when you come back, unless of course you want to stay and help me change my shirt."

“Oh I definitely would love helping you take off that shirt,” she said as she got real close to him. He could feel her warm breath on his face and saw desire in her eyes. “But since we just met, I’ll let you do it yourself, at least this time.” When she got to the door she turned, “Ta Ta darlin, I’ll be back in a flash to help you with what ever you need help with.” She smiled and then was gone.

She giggled as she walked across the lawn to her own house. She went in the back yard, turning down the heat in the pool a couple degrees and turning the on the hot tub to let the water get nice and hot. She didn’t bother with the jets for now.

Then Lexi went upstairs and stripped of all but her white thin laced bra and her white thong. She grabbed a pair of her shortest cutoffs the barely covered her ass, but accentuated it nicely. Then she got a white low cut tank top and pulled it down over her head. She pulled her brown hair up to make a pony tail and then put on old pair of her tennis shoes before looking in the mirror.

She wanted to make a good impression and liking what she saw in the mirror seemed to be good enough. Before she left to go back to the house she put a bottle of chardonnay on ice for when they returned.
She left her cell phone on the table, not wanting to be bothered with it and then walked out the front door and went back to his house.

He was in the back of the van and she went back there.

“So what do you need me to do or carry in for you?”
 
He jumped when he heard her voice. Rick had been kicking himself for having made the outrageous joke about having her help him with his shirt and hadn't heard her walk up behind him.

"Well. I put a painting on top and I can't reach it. It's slid forward on top of the boxes. I want to get it out first. I pulled down some of the high boxes but I think they have crushable things in them. Maybe you can get them. I don't think you're heavy enough to crush the boxes so . . . Damn! You're going to move boxes wearing that?"

He suddenly felt like a parent again concerned for his daughter's reputation, but this wasn't his daughter. This was a young woman who, damn it all, seemed bent on teasing him to death.

"Don't like it?" she asked.

"Yes, I . . . I mean, no, I . . . Oh, shit. Can you see if you can reach the painting box? It's thin plywood with wood block edging. There's a nylon rope handle on the end of it."

She nearly skipped past him. "Boost?"

Rick laughed. "The boxes come to mid-thigh on you. Just climb up there and quit fooling around."

Lexi let out an exaggerated huff, put a knee on a box, and climbed up. Rick felt like he should tug her ponytail, but he'd already been too flirty with the girl. The seam of the jean cut-offs pulled to one side as she stood revealing the curve of her pussy through the thong. One perfectly formed ass cheek was completely exposed.

He bit his lip as she stuck her foot between two higher boxes to pull herself up higher and reach forward. She got another foot between two other boxes and began slowly shifting her weight from one foot to the other, her butt flexing this way and that with each transfer. She jumped just a bit and he heard the box slide forward. Her muscles drew taught as she tugged the box forward.

"Catch me," she said as she threw herself back against the weight of the box, dragging it off the load. He caught her with one arm, suspending her, as he caught the edge of the box with the other hand that threatened to push them both off back of the truck. She smiled. Her face was only inches from his. He felt the press of her breast against his side as he lowered her to her feet. The last time he'd held a woman in his arms that wasn't a blood relative was a year-and-a-half ago and that had been Vicky, but she wasn't his anymore.

He pulled the box down. It seemed to Lexi to be as long as the truck.

"How long is that thing?"

Damn it. Everything the girl said seemed to have a double meaning. "Ten by three."

"That's insane!"

He nodded. He hefted the box in the center and walked toward the house. "Can you just grab a couple of boxes and come in and help me hang this? I want it out where the canvas can breathe. We can just stack the boxes after in the living room. We'll leave the furniture for tomorrow."
 
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“Sure thing, boss man,” Lexi said with a little giggle.

She took several of the boxes that weren’t too heavy and stacked them up, carrying them in to the front room.

“So, how do you figure we’re going to get that long thing up there on the wall? It’s going to take both of us to hold it.” she said with a smile.

“I can hold it myself, you just stand back and tell me when its straight.” he said, ignoring the play on words she kept using.

“Oh, don’t worry I’ll let you know when it’s straight,” she said first looking down at his waist then back up.

“Hey this is heavy, don’t take forever.”

“Okay, over a little to the left, yes, a little more,” she said, her voice extremely seductive. “Ohhhh yesss, that’s it, right there, you’ve got it.”
 
Rick went into a fit of hysterics and lowered the painting carefully to the floor. He fell on his side clutching his stomach as he tried to catch his breath and finally opened his eyes to see Lexi standing right above his head with her legs separated slightly. The cut-offs were loose enough that he could see space all around the leg holes and her thong beneath, and those damn perfect cheeks. Her eyes had a slightly predatory look to them. He swallowed and sat up. He hadn't laughed like that for a long time, but this was getting a little out of control.

"Look. Lexi. I appreciate the help, and you're a beautiful young woman, but you seem to be sending me these sexual messages. Maybe I'm just a stupid older guy and I'm misreading this, but I'm not ready for anything . . . not a relationship . . . not even a romp just for the sake of a romp."

He looked into her face. The predatory look was gone and she seemed a little hurt.

"Lexi. I'm sorry. I've fucked this up, haven't I? You're not thinking that way and I'm being an idiot. I can hire somebody to help me move it."

She shook her head. "I'm okay. I'll help you. You seem like a decent guy, and I'm going to want my morning espresso."

Rick laughed. "Okay. Let's just get this over with, okay?"

Lexi nodded. They hung the painting and moved most of the boxes in. The conversation had become casual and asexual. Rick had known this woman for all about about four hours, but he felt a strong bond to her already. He knew they had begun a friendship and that it would continue. The two of them sat on the front step of the Tudor after they had locked up the truck.

There was that scent of perfume-and-Lexi again. She seemed to slowly be going back to very light flirting and inuendo, but he chose to ignore it. His eyes still flitted over her body when he felt she wasn't looking.

"I sure appreciate your help. About the swim. I don't know where my swimsuit is, and I really don't have anything I could use other than the white cotton briefs I'm wearing. You know what happens to white cotton in water. Maybe another day?"

"No. You need to relax. None of your furniture's in, and I don't care what you wear in the pool. You can keep a towel at the edge to cover yourself if you're shy. Come on," she said as she stood and held out her hand.

"Okay. How about you order some delivery food and I pay?"
 
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“I hope pizza is alright with you, I’ll go and call it in and get ready for the pool.” Lexi said, smiling and winked at him when she walked past him.

So he doesn’t even want a romp for the sake of a romp, what the hell, how bout sex for the sake of sexual need, like maybe I need it. I wonder how he would feel if I told him that.

She laughed at her own thoughts, not really mad or hurt by what he said. She had heard things like that a time or two, but she couldn’t help it, she was just a sensual sexual person. Some men understood that once they got to know her and then again, some men just were intimidated by it and stayed clear. It was no skin off her ass.

Lexi called the Pizza delivery order a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and extra pepperoni. They said it would be about 45 minutes, being Friday night and how busy they were. That usually meant it would be at least 30 minutes maybe a little less, considering tonight’s delivery boy had a crush on her.

Lexi went up and took off her shorts and top, then wrapped a towel around her, leaving on her underwear, which actually covered more than her bathing suit. Actually she had planned on swimming naked, but she thought she would definitely scare him off then.

Just as he was walking over, the delivery guy showed up, so he paid him and carried in the pizza himself.

“Awe, that wasn’t very nice, that guy happens to like me and I was planning on flashing him a bit….” she laughed and then saw the shocked look on Rick’s face “just kidding, I don’t go for boys, Rick, believe me. I like my men much older and know the ropes if you know what I mean.” she grabbed a couple napkins and a couple cans of beer and showed him out back where she had a 20x40 inground pool that went from 3ft to 10ft.

“Let’s eat first, then we can swim. I also have a hot tub if you want to relax in it after our swim. I have the temperature set for the pool and the hot tub, they both should be perfect.

She set the napkins down and gave him a can of beer while she pulled up a chair and sat down. All he knew was that underneath she had something white on, probably never guessing it was just her underwear.
 
Rick sat and looked around the back yard of the place. He'd have to ask at some point. He downed the beer and she offered him another. The pizza was good. Lexi seemed to have taste all the way around. He drained the second beer.

"Want another?" she asked.

"Uh, no. I think I'm good for beer. Do you have anything else? Scotch? I can pay you back."

"Jaggermeister?"

"Ooh, please." He watched her disappear into the house and wondered about what he had said earlier. If she wasn't interested, he'd made an idiot of himself. If she was, well, what would be the harm in a little play? He shook his head trying to clear it. He wasn't ready. All he'd be doing was taking advantage of her when he had no intention of forming a relationship.

She came out of the house with a couple of shot glasses and set the iced bottle of Jagger on the table between them.

He poured for each of them. She'd had one beer and stopped him when tried to pour her a second shot. She switched to water. Rick had a couple more shots and leaned back in the chair. He felt just a little buzzed from the alcohol. He could feel his resolve starting to waiver.

"Is this a pastime, Lexi? Flirting with every guy around?" Stupid question.

Her eyes fixed him. "What time do you get up in the morning, Rick?"

"Not early. I'm a late nighter, so I'm up around eight or nine."

"Give me a key."

"Excuse me?"

"Give me a key to your house. You promised I could have espresso."

Rick considered the idea. Hell, he hardly knew this woman and she wanted a key to his house? Still, he had promised her espresso. She smiled when he pulled his key ring out of his pocket, worked a key off, and tossed it on the table.

"How cold do you expect it to get?" he asked.

"Pardon?"

His eyes stared at her towel covered chest. She was wearing something under it. He didn't seem to be able to draw his eyes away. "The layer system. What's with that? You're expecting frost?" He pursed his lips suddenly at what he'd just said. That's what he'd offered her wasn't it? Frost? Now he was going t flirt with her?

She laughed. "You mean the towel? Let's get in the hot tub, okay?"

"Okay." He got to the edge of the hot tub and hesitated. "Turn your back."

Lexi burst into laughter. "You're not shy, are you?"

"Come on. I'm old enough to be your father."

She sighed, stepped toward him, unfastened his pants and pushed them down. He had no hips to speak of. "Get in the tub, Daddy."

Rick laughed. He lowered himself into the warm water and relaxed. Within seconds the alcohol in his system reacted to the heat of the water. Lexi's eyes locked onto his as she dropped the towel, exposing her white, silky bra and panties. It was as though a classic statue had come to life before him. She slipped down beside him—close beside him. He shook his head, trying to regain his self-control. The temperature in the hot tub seemed to rise ten degrees when her thigh touched his. He looked down at her face. Damned ponytail. Her face changed suddenly. He was sure she knew he felt like bolting.

"So, I don't mean to pry, but, how do you afford this place?"
 
“Awe is that all you got on your mind, and here I thought you had it on me.” she smiled and reached behind her back, undoing the bra clasp and then thru her bra out of the hot tub. It landed on the patio and if she didn’t know better, Rick was getting ready to move, get out or something, she wasn’t sure which.

“So how do I pay for all this, well for one thing, I have a full scholarship at school, I have an ex husband that made a very big mistake by taking me by force so he either pays or he goes to jail. Pretty simple. The house was mine to begin with, my grandparents left it for me in their will. So actually he just has to pay me 2000.00 a month, which he is a doctor and makes much more than that. So does that answer your question?” she asked, but really didn’t expect an answer.

“Now for you, what’s the best way to get you to relax, you’re just so uptight.” she laughed.

Lexi moved around so that she was facing him and kneeling in the water. The moonlight gave off enough light for Rick to see her breasts floating free in the water. Then she reached up to his shoulders and started rubbing and massaging them, every once in awhile her breasts would move against his chest and when they did she would just whisper, “sorry,”. She knew a little bit about massaging so she at least started to work some of the tightness in his neck and shoulder blades, but she had a feeling she stiffened something else up in the meantime.

“Feeling better Rick, anything else you wanted to ask me?”
 
"You're playing with fire, Lexi. I haven't had sex in over a year."

His head was swimming from the alcohol and her touch. Each time her nipples had grazed his chest, he felt as if he would lose his mind. He caught her in his arms and kissed her. She pulled herself onto his thigh and ground her hips, sliding her pussy against his leg. He bent and bit a nipple. His breath came in gasps as she rocked over his thigh.

Rick pushed her off him with a splash and climbed out of the hot tub.

"Problem?" she asked.

He turned to face her. She was standing in the tub, her breasts and wide areolae beckoning. The smirk on her face told him she knew she would have him eventually.

"Yes, there's a problem. I'm too old or you."

She shrugged. Her breasts juggled from the motion. "Really? What government body has decided that?"

Suddenly, the smirk on her face was gone, replaced by a slack jaw and open mouth. He looked down. The head of his cock had worked its way out of the waistband of his boxer, and the white cotton was nearly transparent. He stripped of the towel and pulled on his pants and shirt.

"I'm going to go and get a sleeping bag out of the truck. Thanks for the help and the drinks."

He was frustrated by the sullen look on her face. He wasn't ready and this woman was pushing for all she was worth to get him to sleep with her. Surely there was someone younger she was interested in. He opened the gate that led from her back yard to their front lawns and was almost around the corner when she called him. He turned. She'd stripped off her panties. Shaved.

"Rick. It's okay to have fun you know? Just because your marriage fell apart doesn't mean you can never have fun again."

His eyes scanned her from head to toe and back. "Thanks."

"Rick?"

"Yeah?"

"I'll see you in the morning for espresso." She turned and laughed as she walked away. The damn key!
 
Lexi laughed as she walked around naked picking up her undies and the towels. She turned off the jets on the hot tub and after drying off real good, went inside. She put the key on her kitchen counter so she wouldn’t forget. Then after a cool shower, she lay down and fell fast asleep.

The next morning when her alarm went off, it was only 6am which gave her enough time to put on tight jeans and a tight t-shirt with bra and panties beneath. She had her uniform freshly washed and ironed the day before and hung it up in her car. Then grabbing her books and his key, she went next door and unlocked the door.

Right there in the front room she saw him asleep in his sleeping bag. She went in the kitchen and set her books down on the counter. Now she looked at the espresso machine and tried to remember what Rick had done to make espresso. Unfortunately she only managed to rinse out the cups from yesterday and then didn’t know what to do. She went over to his sleeping bag and lightly tapped on his covered ass.

“Hey sleepy head, sorry to wake you, but you did promise espresso in the morning. And since I don’t know how to make it, maybe you could get yourself up and out of that bag and show me how to make it.”

Rich just groaned and really didn’t move much. So she bent down and gave his covered ass a nice hard swat.

“What the hell….oh it’s you….why’d you wake me up if you had the key?”

“Cause you never showed me how to make espresso and I’m on a tight schedule today. I have classes till noon and then work till 5pm. No breaks for me today. Come on, at least show me how to make the stuff.”
 
He rolled over and check his watch. "6:10? You said you drank espresso. How can you not know how to make it."

"I have a small espresso pot. Please, Rick. I need my fix."

He lifted his head and looked at her. Her cloths were skin tight and her hair was in a ponytail revealing her slender neck. HIs head fall back to the long sleaved shirt he'd used as a makeshift pillow by shoving the body of the shirt into the sleeve as he gathered his thoughs. This woman would be the death of him. He didn't think she was trying to tease this time. It was just that she was, well, her.

He rolled over and spotted his pants where he'd stripped ten feet away.

"Hand me my pants."

Lexi smirked and shook her head.

"Come on. Let's not start this again."

"Nuh uh."

This was getting annoying. He thought about sliding over to the clothes by rolling inside the sleeping bag, but suddenly he had an idea.

"When do you have to go?"

She checked her watch.

"I have to be out of here in ten minutes."

"Well, that's barely enough time to have your espresso." Damn her! He'd teacher her. He unzipped the bag, and stood. His standard eight inches of morning wood stood proudly in front of him. Not a full erection, but close enough. He ignored his clothes and walked into the kitchen. "Doppio?" he asked.

"Huh? What?"

It was his turn to smirk. "Double shot of espresso?"

She nodded, her head bobbing as though nodding and shaking it at the same time. Her eyes were fixed on his cock.

Rick ground the coffee, showed her how to put it into the machine—he wasn't sure how much attention she was paying to the process—and turned it on to let it heat up. He turned and leaned back against his counter. The distraction of setting up the machine had let his penis deflate slightly. He gave it a couple of strokes to bring it to its full ten inches.

Lexi stepped up to him, placed her hands on his chest, and lifted her chin for a kiss. Rick leaned bent and kissed her softly. When he felt her hand sliding down toward his cock, he caught it and shook his head.

"You don't have time, and you've been a bad girl. Do you like being teased?"
She actually demured, blushed, and shook her head.

"Maybe you should think about what you're doing to me?"

Her voice came in a whisper. "I do. All the time. I don't know why."

Something had changed in her attitude, but he wasn't about to give in just because he was suddenly feeling a little dominant. He started to feel just a little guilty, but then remembered what she'd been putting him through.
He turned her and pushed her toward the espresso machine.

"All you have to do is press those two buttons. If you're only making one espresso, just press the one above the hopper you've loaded."

She nodded and pressed the buttons. The espresso poured into the two cups on the machine.

Rick stepped up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and pressed his cock into her back. He put his open lips against the back of her neck and gave it a sucking kiss.

"You should be careful, Lexi. A man won't be trifled with forever."

"Rick, I—"

He stopped her as she tried to turn and cupped a breast with his hand. He heard a gasp as her head fell forward and lolled to one side.

"I'll need a ride to the train station after you get off work at five. My car will be there to be picked up. Will you give me a lift?"

She nodded.

"Good. Now drink your espresso."

They drank in silence. Rick walked into the living room and pulled on his pants. Lexi stood staring. There was no more smirk, no more look of boldness. She seemed suddenly unsure.

"I have to go," she said. She handed him her cup and touched his forearm. She walked toward the front door, opened it and stepped through.

"Lexi?"

She turned. Rick had unzipped his pants and was stroking his rapidly swelling prick. "See you a little after 5?"

She nodded.

"Good. Have a nice day. I'm going upstairs to jerk off in the shower. I'm all bound up. I have to get some relief. Don't be late."

She pulled the door closed behind herself.
 
She quickly made it to her car, tossed her books on the front seat and got in the car. She took off quickly all the while seeing Rick stroking himself as she was leaving. I don’t need to go to class I need a damn cold shower….concentrate Lexi, class, test, work….cock…work…test

And so her day went as she tried to concentrate on her test she would see him standing at the counter stroking his cock. And damn what a nice one he had. She wasn’t sure if she ever saw one so big. snap out of it, pass this test…don’t think about his hands on your body…his kiss at the back of your neck and how it made your hair stand up and sent a shiver down your spine….TEST TEST.

She had three classes, only one thank goodness with a test, which she hoped she’d passed. The other two classes her mind had gone back to his naked body, his cock against her ass….wow he definitely knew how to wind her up…

“Lexi, did you hear the question?” Miss Rose her teacher asked.

“Oh no, could you please repeat it?”

She really had to get a hold of herself….yeah and of him too, just wait…I’m gonna get even….somehow…

After classes she changed to her uniform, a white smock, white pants and white shoes, naturally wide underwear. Taking care of the children at the hospital kept her mind off Rick, which was a good thing. She felt like she needed a cold shower all morning but then finally had settled down when she had gotten to work.

When she got home at 4:45, having left a bit early so she could give Rick a ride to get his car, she went straight into her house. She quickly changed into a yellow crape sundress, wearing nothing underneath it. It had gotten really hot and she still needed her cold shower. What’s more the air conditioning on her car wasn’t working, so her dress clung to her like glue, she smiled.

She pulled up in front of his house and honked the horn for him to come out and get a ride.
 
Rick climbed into the passenger seat. "Nice car. You look hot."

"Thanks."

"No. I mean you look like you're going to have heat stroke or something, though, the other meaning works as well." What the hells wrong with you man. You're trying to cool this girl down not get her all heated up. Stop it!

She grinned. "Thanks. I'm fine. Just a little hot."

"In that dress? How's that possible?"

The beamer tore down the street. The girl had a lead foot. She wheeled it with skill and precision, handling the stick with amazing speed. She double clutched at yellow light. The beamer leapt through the intersection. He was astonished by her ability.

The car slowed suddenly. She'd just taken her foot off the gas. Rick looked over at her. Her skin was red. He touched her cheek. It was hot to the touch and felt almost sandy. Her eyes were fluttering.

"Stop the car!"

"I'm okay, I can. . . ."

Rick grabbed the wheel and put his foot on the brake. The car lurched to a stop since Lexi hadn't pushed in the clutch. He pulled on the emergency brake and went to the passenger side of the car, lifted her out and set her in the passenger seat. She was burning up.

"Excuse me," he called to a woman pushing a child down the street in a stroller. "Where's the nearest park? Someplace with a fountain or a pool."

She pointed. "Two blocks, then one block to the right."

He jumped into the driver's seat. The big six roared to life. The car raced the few blocks until he saw the wading pool and pulled over to the curb. Her eyes were shut as he pulled her out of the car and carried her to the water. He steadied her with one hand on her ass as he ran with her over his shoulder. It was then he realized he wasn't feeling any panties. His hand search. Nothing. She was doing it again and she was unconscious.

Rick repositioned her in his arms, cradling her as her head and arms dangled. He walked into the toddler filled pool sat down in the water.

"What's wrong with her?" asked a little blonde girl in pigtails.

"She got too hot. What's your name?"

"Cindy."

"Can I borrow your bucket, Cindy? I can use it to pour water on her. That will help her get better."

The girl hesitated but handed him the bucket. He poured water over her head. The dress hugged every curve of her luscious body. He liked the feel of her in his arms.

"Oh, my goodness," said a woman who immediately turned and ran back to grab a towel off the grass. She returned. "Put this around her hips."

Rick realized the sundress had been floating high on her body.

"Thank you."

"Will your daughter be okay?"

He pursed his lips. "Yeah. She'll be okay."

Lexi's eyes fluttered open. She squinted into the sunlight. "Oh, my head. What happened?"

"You passed out. Heat stroke is my guess. I'm going to take you home."

He stood and carried her to her car and drove her home. He took her upstairs to a bedroom and stripped out of her wet clothes and laid her on top of the covers. She looked small as she fell asleep curled up. He couldn't help himself. He lay on the bed below her and put his nose close to her pussy. The scent was like a narcotic. He slid his hand softly over her hip and sighed, and then stood, went down to the couch and turned on the TV. He didn't want to leave her alone and he felt he should check her from time to time.

He went up and checked her a little later. He loved the tight curves and strength of her young body. She'd cooled down, so he pulled a blanket over her and went back downstairs. He fell asleep on the couch shortly after.
 
Lexi woke to find herself in bed, naked yet covered with a blanket. She didn’t have to guess how she got there, she already knew. But why she had passed out seemed a bit hazy, something about a heat stroke.

She thru on silk robe that hung down mid thigh and she tied it loosely. When she went downstairs she noticed the television on and went to turn it off. That’s when she saw him sleeping on the couch. She had to smile, he had treated her so sweetly, bringing her home, taking care of her. Of course this meant he got to see her naked, but then he already had the night of the hot tub.

She quietly went to the kitchen and made herself an ice cold glass of water, still feeling a bit warm. She drank large quantities and refilled the glass, setting it on the table. Lexi checked the temperature in the house and knocked it down a few degrees to get it cooler inside. Then she went outside and got her newspaper, leaving Rick to sleep. She came back in and sat in her kitchen drinking the water and reading the newspaper
 
Rick woke with a kink in his neck. He sat up on the couch and rubbed his eyes. Not a good thing. That's when he realized where he was and jumped up to go upstairs and check on Lexi.

"Morning."

"Oh. You're up. Hi. Feeling okay?"

"Better, yeah. Thank you for looking after me."

"I have a crick in my neck. Can you rub it out?"

Lexi moved behind him and worked his trapezius, neck, and shoulders. He let out a deep breath as she hit the spot. She dug her thumbs in. It was excruciating but exactly what he needed. She wrapped her arms around him. He felt her hard nipples in his back as her lips kissed him just behind and below his ear. He reached up and held her forearms.

"Lexi. You're... not what I was expecting to find. I was hoping for a fresh start without complications, but. . . . Look. We've known each other for less than twenty-four hours. I mean we haven't even been on a date."

"Stavro's."

"What?"

"Stavro's tonight. Dress up. I'll expect to have every woman in the place to be jealous of me."

He laughed. "Arm candy? You want me to be arm candy."

She moved around in front of him and sat in on the edge of the table. He swallowed at the sight of her naked thighs.

"Don't think I'm worth it?"

He looked into her face. She was serious.

"I think you're amazing, and if I'm not just a one time thing, I'll seriously consider this. I'll dress nicely."

"Let's go get your car. What is it?"

He smiled. "You'll see. I might even let you drive it some day."

"I drive a BMW and you might let me drive your car?"

"Uh, huh. You'll have to prove you're worthy first."
 
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Lexi went and put a pair of jeans on and a t-shirt, skipping the underwear.

It wasn’t long and they were on their way to pick up his car. Luckily it was still early and cool enough do drive with the windows down.

“Maybe after we pick up you’re car, you can follow me to drop mine off so I can get that air conditioning fixed.”

“No problem, then I can show you what a real ride is.” Rick laughed.

They pulled up that the station where his car was being held. She waited in her car while he went to take care of getting his.

The next thing she saw was a black and white Camaro round the corner with Rick inside it.

“Now this is a car. Genuine Chevy Camaro SS convertible 427, back pressure scoop and 4 on the floor. Wanna race?”

“You’ve got to be kidding…great car and I would enjoy driving her once or twice, but I’m sure you have my little BMW beat already. Just follow me and we’ll drop off my car.”

With that she drove off, smiling, and extremely impresses with his car. He too seemed very proud of it.

After they dropped off her car and were in his, she asked, “so are you ready to take me for a real ride in this car, or would you prefer I drive and take you for one.”

She already knew he wasn’t about to let her drive the car, at least not yet. He was too pleased to have it at the present moment.

“So, let’s go for a ride, get her on the highway….” she laughed and he was already gunning it before he took off.
 
Lexi reached for the seatbelt and hesitated. "What's this? Am I in a baby seat?"

Rick laughed. "Five point harness. One strap for each shoulder, pull the center strap up into your crotch then buckle it in the center."

She pulled the 3" straps together but couldn't figure out the buckle. Rick leaned over and fastened her in. She adjusted the straps so they pressed her breasts together on her chest. He laughed again and reached over running his hands over each breasts, pushing them back under each strap. He ran his hand under the strap between her legs and pressed.

"That feels okay," he said with a glint in his eye. Their eyes met for brief seconds. He moved away from her.

"You'll want those straps where I put them. Just punch the center of the buckle if you need out."

"Why? Are you planning on—"

The car leapt onto the road. Tires screamed as Rick revved the motor and dropped the clutch. It skidded sideways and then straightened out, accelerating hard down the road. Lexi screeched and laughed at the sensation of being thrown back in the seat. She watched the indicators on the dash mounted gauges swing wildly with each shift as Rick ran the car from 0 to 60 and then cut it back.

"You're wrong you know? A car is just a car. It depends on what you're doing with it as to which car is better. On the straight, mine would blow yours away. If we were racing on a windy road, you'd beat me. You have a gorgeous car. Where's the highway?"

Lexi smiled at the comment and directed him down a few roads. "This isn't a highway, but it's a fun run and few people drive it now that the Interstate has been moved. It winds a little but not much." "Take me fast. Take me hard," she giggled. She reached over and slid her hand high on his thigh.

He looked up at the roof of the car above her head and nodded. "There's a holy shit strap up there. You may want to use it."

For ten minutes, Rick pushed the car to its limits. At one point he had miscalculated slightly and had to drift the car to make a corner. Lexi had screamed when she saw the speedometer hit 135 miles per hour. Rick kept pushing until he saw a pullout, slowed the car, and pulled off the road. He always felt like a rampaging bull when he drove 'The Beast'. They got out and Rick went to her side of the car. He grabbed her roughly and pushed her back against the car. His hands slid firmly over her body, lifted her shirt, and squeezed her breasts as he kissed her lips hard. She twisted and managed to get away.

"What do you think you're doing, mister? We haven't even had our first date!" She bit her lip trying to look coy.

"Crap! I had to open my big mouth."
 
“Yep, you shouldn’t have done that. Now I’m going to hold you to it.” she laughed and then without warning kissed him.

Her lips pressed against his in a passionate kiss that lingered for quite some time. There tongues doing a dance of their own, getting to know each other, but then his hands went to grab a breast and she broke the kiss.

“Oh no, you still owe me a first date before we go anywhere else with this situation. So how about a ride back to the house so we can get ready for our evening out.”

“And if I say no, we’re going to stay here and enjoy ourselves,” he said with a little smirk. Finally though, he let her go and opened the car door for her to get back in.

He took one more fast ride down the road to where they had pulled on it and then the rest of the way home he drove normally. It didn’t take them long to get back to the house and pull in his own driveway.

“Now don’t forget to dress you’re best, I want that arm candy ya know.” she teased him.

Inside her house, she cleaned up a bit and then took a nice long steamy shower. But the more she thought about Rick, the kiss, his body, her hands were caressing her body more than they were washing it. When she had her hand between her legs, she moaned as if she could cum any second. She teased herself just enough, but didn’t cum, she wanted to wait for that, whenever it might come with Rick. She was pretty sure it was going to happen, but not sure when.

She then put on a black silk halter dress that was elegant and hung to the floor with one slit going up the right side almost to her hip. She wore nothing else under it, but she did put on a tear drop necklace and teardrop earring made of gold and cut diamonds. She brushed her hair, letting it flow naturally instead of doing it up fancy. Then she put on a pair of 3” black stiletto’s and looked at herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw and she went over and dabbed a few drops of her favorite perfume, Miss Dior, rubbing her wrists together and a dab behind each ear.
When she heard his car pull up, she was anxious to be going out and anxious to see how good he cleaned up. She went outside, locked her door and was surprised that he got out of the car and held her door open for her.

“Well you clean up pretty good…” she said as she got in the car, already beginning to feel warm, but not from the heat.
 
"Thanks. You look gorgeous, Lexi. And you smell great too. You like the Armani and the Daks loafers?"

"Purple striped shirt... nice tie... good shoes. Is that a Rolex? Damn you look good in black though."

"Well, I'd have to say we look good in black," he said as he got into the drivers seat.

"I thought you said you were a mechanic."

Rick smiled. "Restorations. This car is one of the side benefits. Damn, those must be high cut panties."

"Nope."

"Oh, man. You're doing it again."

She grinned. They chatted on the way to Stavro's and went through the front door.

"Hi, Lexi. Your tables right over here."

Rick smiled. He hadn't thought about making a reservation. Lexi had it together. The place was dimly lit with leather upholstery and red velvet. It was kind of gaudy, but it had a very sensual feel to it as well.

"Rick this is Brenda. She's my best buddy. I tell her everything."

Brenda grinned. "Yes, everything, and she wasn't lying."

Rick closed his eyes and shook his head. "Hi, Brenda. It's nice to meet you."

"You two sit down. I'll get you some water while you check the menu."

Lexi slid onto the bench seat against the wall. Rick sat across the table in one of the chairs. She patted the seat beside her and he shook his head. She patted it again.

"I am not coming over there. I don't trust you. No that's wrong. I know what you'll do. I don't trust me."

She cocked her head and put on a mock pout.

"But, what if I trust you? Even better, what if I want you?"

"We can talk after the date."

They placed their order and chatted while they waited. They were half way through the meal when a woman approached the table. They looked up together.

"Rick Marsden! How are you?"

"Wendy?" He stood and gave her a hug. "I haven't seen you in—"

"Three years since me and Darryl broke it off. And who's this?"

"This is Lexi, my next door neighbour. She helped me move in, so I thought I'd take her to dinner." Lexi held her hand up in greeting. Wendy's eyes swept over Lexi's dress.

"Huh! Well listen, Rick. If you'd like to give me a call some time, I'd love to go out with you. Here's my card."

"Um. Okay. Thanks, Wendy."

Lexi's eyes narrowed as Wendy slipped her hands inside Rick's jacket and pressed herself hard against him. Her hands caressed his waist as she let him go and smiled into his face.

"Yeah, so. Give me a call if you ever want to, you know . . ." she turned her eyes to Lexi, "go out with an adult."
 
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After Wendy left, Brenda came back and they placed their order.

“Will it just be the two of you, or is that elderly lady going to join you?” Brenda asked, then winked at Lexi.

“She’s just a friend of his,” Lexi said chuckling a bit at Brenda’s comment.

“I’ll have your meals out shortly then and enjoy,” Brenda replied with a smirk.

“You know that ‘elderly lady’ happens to be younger than I am,” Rick said with a smirk.

“Well she sure didn’t look it, but no matter, she’s gone now.”

“Do I detect a bit of jealous competition going?”

“Do you see any completion here, or do I need to point out the obvious?” she laughed softly, then grinned at him. “Besides you’re sitting here with me, I’m not worried about anything. Especially since you have barely taken your eyes off me all night.”

Rick just smiled and sipped his bourbon, continuing to look at her, mostly when she wasn’t looking.

They ate mostly in silence, other than commenting on how good the dinner was.

“Are you ready for dessert?” Brenda asked after they had finished their meals.

“No thank you, dessert is for later,” Lexi said and grinned at Rick. “We’re just ready for the bill.”

Brenda smiled having a good idea what Lexi meant considering how well she knew her.

“Well you two just go and have a good time then,” Brenda replied and placed the ticket on the table. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” she left chuckling.

Once he had paid the tab, he walked Lexi out, his hand on her shoulder as if guiding her to his car. He opened the door and before she got in the car, she surprised him with a soft gentle kiss, one that said this is just a taste of what you can have.
She then got in the car and he closed the door, went around and got in on his side.

“So where would you like dessert, at your house or mine.” Lexi smiled.

“I’m not really hungry for any more food,” Rick teased with her.

“Good then we can go to my house, I only have drinks and more furniture than you do.” she said and placed her hand on his thigh as if that was the normal thing to do.
 
Rick loved the feel of her hand on his thigh. She was such a beautiful young woman. He didn't feel as if he should correct her at all. His uneasiness at her flirtations had softened to a sense of satisfaction and pleasure. They drove quietly together. The anticipation seemed to build between them. Rick was almost sorry the car was a standard though he reached over occasionally to slip his hand inside the slit in her dress and caress the inside of her thigh.

They went to his house first and he walked her through the process of making them each an espresso.

"You know the espresso will keep us up all night," Lexi observed.

He nodded and smiled.

She grinned back at him. "Pretty crappy furniture, Rick."

He laughed. "Yeah. I got all the cheap hide-a-bed crap in the settlement. She got the Sklar Peppler. I'll use it for a couple of months and then go shopping for something different. Let's go to your place. It's more settled. This place feels too new to me. It still feels sterile."

Lexi tucked herself under his arm and wrapped herself around his waist as they walked to her house. Once inside, they sat side by side on the couch and kissed and touched softly. There hands ran everywhere except to private areas as they built their anticipation. Rick pulled back and took her hands in his as he looked into her eyes.

"Want to give me the tour? I know I've seen parts of it, but I'd like to see more."

"Sure. What would you like to see first?" she asked. She stood, turned, and swept one of the shoulders of the dress off.
 
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