“Darlin’, of course, we’ll be nice to him. He’s home folk, unlike your brother’s date. White dress and heels to a crawfish boil. Hopefully, she didn’t know what she was going to. I mean surely she knows how messy crawfish are to eat and that you use your hands to peel them.” Both women shake their heads as if in disgust and then turn their attention to Tyler, who’s looking somewhat uncomfortable. “I’m so sorry about your father. He was a few years ahead of us in school, but I always liked him. Very handsome man, and I see you take after him, don’t you think, Liza?”
“Yes, Evie, he does remind me of Alan in his younger days. I too am sorry about your father.”
Tyler nods in acknowledgment and starts to speak, but I interrupt him. Time is of the essence now. Lee and his date are heading in our direction.
“Sorry, Tyler, but it’s time to get down to business. Lee has a problem and he needs our help. The Barbie he brought is one of the partner’s daughters, and she’s attached herself to him. He can’t figure out how to get rid of her without it interfering with his job, so … Oh crap, here they come! You’re up, ladies. Oh, and she thinks our house is ‘quaint.’”
Tyler’s eyes have widened during my exchange with my mother and Liza, and I believe we may have rendered him speechless. I move to his side and squeeze his hand.
“Mama, oh, hello, Liza, I didn’t know you were here.” Lee enters the kitchen with Audra in tow.
“Mrs. Burkett, it’s so nice to meet you. I’m Audra Johnson, Lee’s date for the evening. What a lovely home you have.” The woman moves forward and takes over the introductions as if Lee isn’t capable of doing it properly. Then she shakes my mother’s hand, and it’s another one of those weak finger-only handshakes that makes my skin crawl. I notice she totally ignores Liza which I know pisses my mother off to no end.
“Why, hello, Olivia.” The woman tries to correct my mother as she rises from her stool to walk around Audra as if inspecting a brood mare. This is going to be good. I give Tyler’s hand another squeeze.
“Well, I hope you like it, ‘cause it’s gonna be Lee’s when he moves back home, and ifen you’re his wife I guess it’ll be yours too.”
The woman gasps and turns wide eyes to Lee, but Mama continues in a very fake voice that sounds surprisingly like Mama June from Here Comes Honey Boo Boo. I’m beginning to wonder if she may have a guilty pleasure I don’t know about. Okay, yeah, I’ve watched a few times. It’s like a train wreck you can’t look away from.
“Don’t worry, hun, it’s plenty big enough for the large family that I know my baby boy wants and for me too, cuz I’ll be here all the time to help out. But from the looks of them birthing hips, you shouldn’t have any trouble at all spitting out five or six big healthy youngins.”
Audra’s eyes are getting wider and wider throughout my mother’s speech—oh, did I mention we get our devious minds from our mother? My dad mostly sat back and enjoyed the ride.
I look over at Tyler, and he’s looking from Audra to my mother and back to Audra.
“Well, Mrs. Burkett, I don’t mean to be rude, but you may be jumping the gun here. First off, I don’t believe I’ll be moving here. I’m sure Lee won’t want to leave my daddy’s firm, and secondly, babies … well, that’s not for years down the road.” She actually takes a step back away from all of us, including Lee.
“Oh no, darlin’, I do plan on moving home and I do want to start a family as soon as possible,” Lee adds, and she looks at him with an open mouth.
“See, what did I tell ya? Do I know my boy or what?” Mama reaches over to pat Lee’s cheek as she continues. “I’m sure you’ll fit right in. I can get you in the garden club and the local junior league. They’re not too particular, and with me recommendin’ you, it shouldn’t be a problem. It might help if we did a beer social. My, how the women love their beer.”
Audra begins sputtering and backing out the door, and I almost lose it.
“Lee, I believe you may be moving too fast. I mean we’ve only been on a few dates and I want to live in Baton Rouge, not here. I tell you what, let’s just stay friends, and why don’t I go on and head back? You can find a ride back to Baton Rouge, right?” She looks at us as if we might have some disease and it’s going to rub off on her.
“But sweetie, I brought you home to meet Mama!” Lee holds his arms out, and I really hope he isn’t overplaying it.
“Yeah, well, like I said this is going way too fast. Sorry, Lee. Friends?”
At his nod, she turns and comes close to running across the yard to hop in her vehicle and spin out of the driveway. We all watch her leave and then turn to each other and burst out laughing. Lee walks over and hugs Mama and Liza and kisses them both on the cheek.
“Thanks, ladies, that was awesome. I knew I could depend on y’all to get rid of her. Damn, after the first date I wanted to slam my face into a door.”
I hug Tyler, and he starts laughing when my mother stops talking like she just came in from the backwoods and begins using her normal voice.
“Thank goodness your taste isn’t that awful. I can’t believe you went on one date with her,” Mama reprimands, and Lee just shrugs.
“Okay, now that that is done, I say we go outside and have some fun. Mama, do you have plans for the night?” I ask, and she glances at Liza and then back at me, which is strange, but I let it pass.
“Yeah, I’m going to play bridge with a group of ladies so don’t worry about me. I only wanted to stay around long enough to meet your young man, now that we’ve done that we’re going to head out. Lee, you have clean sheets on your bed so it’s ready for you to stay the night.”
Lee gives them another hug, and we exit through the kitchen door to rejoin the party.
“So your family’s pretty close and somewhat on the strange side, I gather.”
“Yeah, we are. I hope that’s not a problem?” I know my family can be challenging, and he hasn’t even met my extended bunch.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I’m close to my brother Colin and my grandpa, but my mother is an aerospace engineer for NASA so she always worked a lot while I was growing up. My grandfather basically raised my brother and me on his ranch in southeast Texas. My dad was there some, but he worked tons too, or he was here. I like that your mother came to Lee’s aid, no questions asked, and you too. It was very entertaining to watch.”
I crack up at that. I can only imagine what’s going through his head.
“Let’s go see if it’s time to eat, and by the way, if you call them crawdads or crayfish I’ll have to throat punch you.” He may think I’m joking, but we take our crawfish seriously in Louisiana.
“Darlin’, I grew up near southwest Louisiana. I know what a crawfish is.”
Thank goodness! We return to the party, and I proceed to show Tyler how folks in Twin Oaks do Saturday night during crawfish season. We eat, drink, dance, and even suck some head—of the crawfish variety that is.
Chapter Seven
Tyler
MaCee has invited me to her house for dinner. It’s the night after the party, her mother has gone out of town to return her brother home and isn’t expected back until later in the evening, and my girl wants to “Netflix and chill”. I know what she has in mind, but I’m choosing to act as though I don’t have any idea. We’ve finished eating homemade pizza MaCee made from scratch and man, can she cook. Who would have known such a sexy little package was talented in the kitchen? I know no one is perfect, but so far, I’ve found no faults with this girl. She’s my match in every way, and I’d be lying if I said that didn’t scare me a bit.
Now, we’re sitting on the sofa and I’m looking through the TV menu acting as though I’m trying to find something interesting to watch as if anything would hold my interest with this woman sitting beside me looking sexy as hell. She has on a see-through tank that gives a clear view of
her hot-pink bra, and cutoffs showing a hint of ass cheek every time she leans forward, which she has done quite a bit of this evening—an invitation if I’ve ever seen one.
MaCee keeps giving me this agitated look like she would like to smack me or something, and I keep giving her one back as if I’m clueless. I know exactly what “Netflix and chill” means, but I want to see what her next move will be. She will probably murder me on the spot if she catches on that I’m messing with her. I watch with my peripheral vision as she becomes more and more upset with me by the minute. It takes everything in me not to burst out laughing when she blows out a frustrated breath.
I start chuckling when she finally slides over and takes the remote from me. I smile a toothy grin up at her as she climbs onto my lap and frowns down at me.
“Whatcha doin’?” I ask as she begins kissing my neck, and this causes me to quit grinning and moan.
Damn, this girl can get me hard with just a look, her kissing my neck is almost more than I can take. I didn’t realize until just now how sensitive I am there. I grab her ass and flip us around so she’s lying on the sofa and I’m above her. Damn, she looks good lying under me. With her long hair fanned out around her head and that sexy smile she’s wearing, I could definitely get used to this view.
“First off, I want you to know I want you more than I can say, have since we met.”
She’s looking up at me and then narrows her eyes with suspicion at the little speech I’ve started.
“But?”
“But I’m not going to have our first time be on your mother’s couch in her den like we’re groping teenagers, nor is it going to be in your childhood bedroom,” I inject before she has a chance to suggest it.
She pouts at me, and I can’t stop the laugh that escapes. She looks so cute when she’s not getting her way.
“So, you don’t want to mess around? Damn, Tyler, I thought you knew what ‘Netflix and chill’ meant.”
“I do know what it means, I don’t live under a rock and I didn’t say we couldn’t mess around. We’re just not going to complete the deed. I want our first time to be right. This thing going on between the two of us is different.” I motion between her and me. “I know you sense it, and I don’t want to rush it. I can’t say where this is going, but I want it to last.”
She shifts slightly against me causing me to harden even more, and it almost makes me take back everything I just said. I know my dick is going to hate me for this, but I mean what I say and now is not the right time. Crazy as it sounds things with this girl have been different from the beginning, and I refuse to allow my hard cock to screw it up.
“That’s so sweet and I want it to be special too, but Tyler, I want you so badly. I can truthfully say I don’t believe I have ever wanted anyone like I do you. I never want to have sex this soon into a relationship, not that I’ve had that many relationships. As a matter of fact, I’ve only had two real relationships and they were in college, but I feel differently about you. Okay, I’m going to shut up now because I seem to have diarrhea of the mouth.” Her cheeks are beginning to turn pink in her embarrassment, I find this adorable.
I love the fact she’s blushing while talking about sex, although I can’t say I’m liking the fact that someone else has touched what is mine. I’m slightly shocked by my possessive attitude toward MaCee because I’m usually a pretty modern, open-minded guy, then again, everything about this girl has been a shock to my system.
“Like I said, I want you too, but I want it to be right when we come together. I don’t want to screw this up.” I lean forward and kiss her. I intend to rock her world, but I’m not going to complete the deed until we can spend all night enjoying each other and for some reason I want it to be in my bed.
I deepen the kiss and feel her hands in my hair. I love her hands in my hair. I moan when she pulls slightly, and her legs wrap around my hips. I thrust my erection against her, and even through our clothes, it feels amazing. Now she’s the one groaning into my mouth. Her sounds are making it hard for me not to take her, but I’m determined to make this good for her while I save the final act for when we’re assured of being alone and have plenty of time. I don’t want it to be a rushed affair or have the threat of her mother walking in on us hanging over my head. Our first time deserves my full attention, and I can’t provide that here.
I push her shirt up until she grabs the hem and pulls it over her head to reveal a very sexy pink lacy bra that has a front snap for easy access. I reach down and unsnap it to release two of the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. I lean back and take them both into my hands, squeezing lightly. They’re just the right size, slightly more than a handful, and I lean down to take one perfect pink nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue lightly against it. MaCee arches her back, and I take her more fully into my mouth and bite down lightly on her nipple, causing her to writhe her hips up and pull my hair tighter. I take it my baby likes a little pain with her pleasure. I move to the other nipple for a repeat performance, causing MaCee to press her center harder against me.
I lean back and move my hands down to her hips. She widens her legs and lifts up as I unbutton her sexy little cutoffs and I slide them along with a lacy pink thong down her thighs as she kicks them off. I’m kneeling between her thighs and looking at the most perfect woman I have ever seen. She’s breathtaking. She has tan lines that mark where her bikini has been that only adds to her sexiness, her legs appear long for such a petite package, and her pink toenails only add to the perfection. She’s bare, and it takes all my willpower not to embarrass myself by coming in my jeans at the sight of her perfect pink pussy. When I look up she’s blushing at my perusal, but she never makes a move to hide herself from me.
“Baby, I’m going to make you feel so good and once I’ve satisfied you I’m going home so you can dream about me and I can jerk myself off thinking about doing this to you again and again.”
She begins taking short rapid breaths in at my words, and I believe the thought of me jerking off is turning her on. Damn, that’s hot. I reach out and run my finger along her slit to find she’s already wet for me. I don’t even try to stop the cocky smirk from forming on my lips. My chest may even poke out slightly to know my girl wants me. I can hardly wait to get my mouth on her and have a feeling I’ll be addicted after the first taste. I pull her thighs over my shoulders and turn my head slightly to brush a light kiss on the inside of one. She’s looking at me with wide eyes, and I wonder what’s going through her mind.
“MaCee, are you okay?”
She nods her head. “Yeah, I’ve just never done this before. I mean I’ve had sex, but just sex, never had oral sex before. I mean, I’ve done oral sex, just never had anyone do it to me. I’ll shut up now because I really want to do this, I’ve heard amazing things about it.” She snaps her lips shut, and I can’t help but chuckle. It does something to me to know I’ll be the first to ever go down on her, and I feel more than a tad bit possessive at the moment.
I use my finger and thumb to open her up and lick her from top to bottom with my tongue for an initial taste. Her flavor is like no other, and I want more of it. She’s a mixture of honey and woman—I feel almost heady from her essence alone. She arches up and moans in response so I grab both her thighs and pull her up to me and hold her in place, so I can fully enjoy my dessert. I twirl my tongue around her clit and then move down to her opening and stiffen it to go inside her. Then I move in and out a few times coating my tongue with her wetness. She’s arching her back so hard I almost lose my hold, and her head is writhing from side to side as she moans my name. I look up to enjoy the view and know I could watch this woman in her passion all night.
I place my finger inside her, and she’s so tight I almost wince in pain because my dick is so hard from wanting to replace my finger inside her. I begin moving my finger in rhythm with my tongue that has moved up and is now flicking against he
r clit, and I add another finger to feel her inner muscles clench. She’s so responsive it doesn’t take long. I look up to watch as I feel her orgasm begin. Her hands are balled into fists, and she arches her back to scream my name as I feel her shatter around my fingers and my face is covered with her release. I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight than MaCee reaching her peak.
I remove my fingers from her once she stops pulsating around them and place them in my mouth to suck off the wonderful taste of her. She blushes the prettiest pink while watching me do this and moans my name. I lean forward to give her a kiss, so she can taste herself on my tongue.
I’ve just deepened the kiss when I hear the most terrifying noise imaginable, the front door closing and keys dropping in the bowl in the foyer. I jump back as MaCee flies forward to snap her bra into place and grabs her shirt off the back of the sofa to pull it over her head. I throw her shorts to her, and she scurries into them and has them buttoned just as her mother walks into the room. If I hadn’t seen it myself I would never have believed someone could get dressed that quickly.
“There you are, MaCee. Tyler, I didn’t know you were here. How are you?”
I’m sitting up on the sofa with my back to her mother when I notice the bulge in my pants. I reach over and grab a throw pillow to place on my lap. I start thinking of anything I can to try and calm down, ugly hairy men naked, the mother in the movie Goonies. Ah, that does the trick.
Mrs. Burkett is giving us a suspicious look, but her tone doesn’t sound angry, and I’ve just gone from a twenty-six-year-old, somewhat successful businessman to a randy teenager in two seconds. I nod to her and look down to notice a pink thong near my foot. Oh shit, what am I going to do? I look up, and that’s when I decide the popcorn has to be sacrificed, I reach forward and “accidentally” tip the bowl to fall on the floor where I exclaim and then kneel forward to grab the incriminating evidence and stuff it in my pocket. MaCee yelps and kneels beside me to help pick up the popcorn while giving me a thankful look. I wink at her.
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