CHAPTER SIX - DREAM
My alarm clock hit the ground with a crash, and I covered my head with a pillow until I finally got the strength to reach down and pick it up and shut it off. I’d been restless the night before, my mind still reeling from my time with Chance and Star.
Though I was quickly beginning to adore the little girl, I couldn’t stop thinking about Chance. That look he’d given me when he walked me to my car, it was one of longing and desire. I hadn’t had a man look at me that way in ages.
I couldn’t stop thinking about his body, how strong he was, how big he was in comparison to me, towering over me with that firm, fit build. I wondered how it would be to have him pull me into his big strong arms and kiss me, and my body heated up, warmth spreading between my legs with desire that had nagged me all night.
As I got out of bed, I knew I couldn’t take it anymore. I headed to the shower to get on with my morning rituals, and to quench a little bit of the nagging need that throbbed deep in my core.
As the warm water spilled down my breasts, licking my tight nipples in steady streams, I slipped my hand down between my legs and stroked my tender bud. I bit my lips knowing I couldn’t be too loud and didn’t need Liza knowing what I was doing in her guest shower.
I dreamed about what it would have been like to have gone back inside with him, sneaking down the hall past Star and into Chance’s bedroom. I’d have been on my knees so fast, taking out that hot, long cock and giving it a lick, that his eyes would have rolled back in his head.
I imagined him reciprocating, his large body down between my thighs, his hands cupping my ass as he licked and explored my sopping wet pussy. It had been too long since someone had filled it completely; too long since I’d been licked and sucked and touched in my sacred places.
I wondered what it would be like to kiss him, our mouths touching with just the right amount of pressure and his lips caressing mine, his tongue parting them wider. That same tongue would work me over, trailing its way down to my breasts. I pinched my nipple hard, imagining his mouth and teeth, and then I dreamed of him diving deeper, exploring me where he’d started before bending me over and taking me hard from behind. I wanted him to put me against a wall and fuck me until the house shook.
I closed my eyes and had a clear vision of him cupping my bottom, pulling me closer to his face and then rolling me over to ride his mouth and tongue as he lapped my little slit. I let his rhythm match my own, and soon I was biting my wrist as my other hand worked me heatedly through my release.
My legs were shaking like a baby lamb’s, and I couldn’t stop until another wave of passion rolled through me. It had indeed been too long, and Chance was the first man I’d wanted to touch myself while thinking of, in what seemed like ages.
I leaned against the wall and tried to get my wits about me. Masturbating to him had been fun, but I had reality to think about. I would have to follow his lead and keep things professional for the sake of Star.
But I knew as I dressed in my uniform, that all it would take was one suggestion from him, and I’d give in.
It was dangerous territory, but I was used to it. Danger was an old familiar enemy. I’d have to be careful.
I finished getting ready and headed to work with Liza, hoping Chance would come into my section and order lunch.
“You were quiet in the car,” she said as we filled the napkin dispensers.
“Yeah, I guess I have a lot on my mind.”
“I was hoping you’d have a hot story to tell me about last night.” She gave me a wink. She knew I was going over to tutor Star, and that I hadn’t any intentions of getting into anything with him, but I knew she hoped all the same.
“You know it’s nothing like that. But he did he get a little flirty in the end. I mean, nothing serious of course, but I don’t know, he made eyes at me.”
“Made eyes at you? For heaven’s sake, girl. Are you from 1950? Has it been that long for you?” She let loose a laugh, and when I didn’t smile back, she went wide-eyed. “Sorry, I shouldn’t joke. I’m sure things with your ex weren’t exactly romantic.”
No, they sure hadn’t been. Sex with Nick had been more about self-preservation. If I’d refused him, he’d have just beaten me and taken it anyway. So instead, I had just laid there and imagined I was anywhere other than there with him, and waited until it was over. Fortunately, it was often quick. All he’d needed was a place to come, and he wasn’t at all interested in bringing me pleasure.
“It’s professional. It’s nothing more than me tutoring his niece. I did have a wonderful time, and he bought pizza, and then I left.”
Liza looked at me sideways. “Sounds like a nice little evening.”
“He’s a nice guy. He took in that little girl after his brother died, and her mother was unstable. He walked me to my car and even shut the door. He’s almost too good to be true, and too good to be interested in me.” I didn’t want to say anything to her about the way he’d looked at me, or the electricity I’d felt when our hands had touched. I was most likely imagining it anyway. No man that looked like him and could have any woman he wanted, would want more than a quick fuck from damaged goods like me.
“Please, he’s a man. You’re a gorgeous girl. One plus one equals two and sometimes three, so use protection. I mean, I’m sure he’s a good guy when it comes to his niece and taking in this little girl, but he has needs like any other man.” She had a point, but I was only using that as an excuse to make him off limits in my mind. It wasn’t working.
“I just need to get right after what I’ve been through, and I’m not sure it’s a good idea to drag him and Star into my drama.”
“I hear you. My ex, Chet is giving me problems. I told him I rented you the room, and now he asked me for a loan. Like I have a bunch of extra cash now. I swear, when one vein runs dry, that leech taps another.”
“Are you going to give him any money?
“Hell no, not one red cent, but it never stops him from asking me. He’s the one who’s three grand behind on his child support, but do I complain? Count in your blessings that you don’t have a child with that monster.” She shook her head.
I placed my hand on my stomach and silently begged for forgiveness. I’d carried the guilt of losing my baby for four years, and I’d often thought if I hadn’t lost it, maybe Nick would have been a better husband and father. I knew deep down though, that no child would have changed who Nick was, and though it sounded horrible to say, it was better that our baby hadn’t survived to face Nick’s ugliness.
“Are you okay?” Liza turned pale, looking like she could read my mind. “Oh, no. I’m so sorry, Dream.”
“It’s okay. It was years ago, and I didn’t even know I was expecting until it was too late. He pushed me down the stairs; said it was an accident.”
“Geez, girl. It’s a wonder he didn’t kill you.”
“Not for lack of trying,” I said and shook my head.
The bell on the door chimed as the first of our daily customers strolled in. It wasn’t Chance, and I felt a surge of disappointment. I really needed to get ahold of myself. I couldn’t afford to let myself get caught up in a man who might not even want anything more than sex from me, if that.
I thought for a moment what it would be like to have a man who treated me like I were special, like there wasn’t anything in the world he wouldn’t do for me, or give to me. To be his only love, and to be cherished.
But, that was the kind of love that existed in fairy tales, and it wasn’t reserved for people like me.
The day would drag on, and I wouldn’t see any sign of Chance. I tried not to be disappointed and drove to the library to find the books.
I unfolded the big piece of paper and read the purple crayon words, double-checking that all of them would be available. Thankfully, they all were. I gathered the first three on the list so I’d have plenty to work with her on, and then approached the desk.
After applying for a card, and answering thirty questions from the librarian, who clearly didn’t give a care about the silent rule and was more interested in who I was and where I came from, I checked out the books.
I hurried out to Liza’s car, which she let me borrow, and tossed the books into the seat beside me. I’d read one to Brady tonight, and then tomorrow, I’d let Star take her pick.
It was nice being around Star and Brady, and I was grateful I had the chance to nurture children again, even if they weren’t my own.
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