by Daya Daniels
I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my bare feet on the worn carpet underneath them. My gaze then shifted towards the window. The view wasn’t spectacular. It overlooked the parking lot.
There was a woman and a man having an argument in the center of it. It was the middle of the day. They were both clearly inebriated and in need of police intervention before things escalated to an unhealthy level. I chuckled to myself, watching the comical interaction.
Cars and trucks were parked in a scattered arrangement. There weren’t many. A large group of bikers had just rolled in, likely heading to the bar just across the lot from the motel. The mountains loomed in the distance as grey clouds hovered above them.
I pulled the dingy curtain across, putting the room in darkness. I would sleep for a few hours again and slip out after the sun went down to work.
When I started to drift off to sleep, Evie’s face was before me again. Each time I closed my eyes I saw her. She invaded my dreams. It was a strange thing to now dream. Sleep had morphed into something I looked forward to. It wasn’t just a way to recharge. If I thought of something enough during the day or even if I didn’t think about it at all, it would come to me when I slept. The dreams were always insightful.
I wondered if Evie would use the muscle rub. I knew her neck was sore. She had astronomy club tonight. Usually, I would stand miles off in the cold desert and watch as she socialized with her friends and stared up into the clouds under the moon. I knew it was something she enjoyed. Evie headed there even after putting in a long day at work. I knew she was tired but astronomy club was something that relaxed her.
I debated whether I would go to see her. I knew the more often I went to check on her, the likelihood that I would get caught significantly increased, but I couldn’t stop myself. I rolled over on my side, resisting the urge to jerk off, in order to fall asleep. I would likely still go but I needed to make sure I wasn’t being reckless.
Evie
Two nights a week, a group of us gathered in the Nevada desert with our telescopes and high-tech digital cameras. We would talk, eat hors d’oeuvres and stare up at the night sky.
“There’s been a lot of action out here these last few weeks, Evie,” Miranda said, while holding a glass of wine in her hand.
I moved through the small cactus trees towards her.
Miranda peered through her larger telescope in front of her through the thick glasses she wore. It was pointed at Venus. It is the second brightest object in the night sky after the moon, and could be seen just to our northeast. It looked like a bright star.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She scrunched her brows together. “The other night, I was sitting outside on my deck and whoosh!” She threw her arm up in the air. “The sky lit up. It looked like a green flash bomb. It was bright but then it disappeared just as fast.
“If you blinked you would have missed it!”
I stared at her in confusion. “What was it?”
She adjusted her glasses. “I don’t know to be honest. I’ve never seen anything like it.
“Other people around here have spotted some strange things in the sky over the past month or so too—bright lights, blinking lights, floating objects that dart away quickly, small explosions. It’s the weirdest shit.”
“This is Rachel, Nevada, Miranda…it’s the home of weird shit,” Tyler muttered.
“I know that, Tyler. It just annoys me that there is never a clear explanation for the stuff that goes on around here. They always have some logical explanation for it all.”
Miranda and Tyler were siblings and they were always at each other.
They were astronomy students at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas. It was about an hour away but they chose to live in Rachel, Nevada. The two of them never missed a meeting since I’d been part of the group.
They were always conducting research of some sort. The last I heard, Tyler was writing a paper on the study of the interstellar medium, the sun, the heliosphere, and planetary magnetospheres. I was never sure if it was for their own curiosity or for school but they were always chasing after something.
“Why don’t you guys live in Las Vegas? The commute must be annoying,” I said.
“The city is too bright. Rachel is the best place for viewing the night sky.” Tyler muttered as he fiddled with the lens of the telescope.
I held my jacket closed tightly, when the cool night air brushed over my skin. I wore my thin work uniform on underneath. My tennis shoes shifted against the gravel on the ground. Tyler moved to stand next to me and huffed.
“I’ve been taking pictures these last few months, looking for patterns in these sightings.
“If I weren’t such a space junkie, I would hardly ever worry about this stuff but I am…so I think that the area just off Area 51 is a landing site for spacecraft from other planets. I also swear that the government knows about it.
“I swear it, Evie,” he said placing his hand in the center of his chest.
His brown eyes sparkled under the moonlight that casted over the Great Basin Desert.
“Tyler, if you keep saying things like that, people are going to think you’re bat-shit crazy.” Miranda smirked. “Or you might get yourself killed.” She gave him googly eyes.
“Give me your email, Evie, and I will send you the video.”
I quickly scratched down my email address, curious about what Tyler would be sending me.
The low voices of everyone, as they gathered behind me, caught my attention. Tonight was the Leonid meteor shower, which could be seen with the naked eye. They are associated with the comet Temple-Tuttle and their name is from the location of their radiant in the constellation Leo.
There were loud oohs and aahs and camera flashes as the first bright meteors began to fall. Other members of the group that came along had their telescopes pointed at faraway planets or constellations.
I plopped down in a lawn chair and relaxed, while the space rocks fell to earth, leaving brightly lit paths in their wake. The cool breeze slipped underneath my thin uniform skirt and my mind drifted to Luke again.
“Isn’t it amazing?” Miranda asked, jolting me out of my daydream.
“Yes. It’s the most magnificent thing I’ve ever seen.” I grabbed the glass of wine from her.
Evie
I stepped out of the shower, feeling exhausted after working a twelve-hour day and then spending the last three hours in the desert chill.
I stood in front of the tall mirror that was steamed over from the heat and stared at my body. My skin was slightly darkened from the sun and my hair had gold streaks running through it now. I dried off quickly and grabbed the baby oil from the medicine cabinet, pouring it into my hands. I smoothed it over my shoulders and my breasts. I moved my hands to massage it into the skin on my thighs and my calves. Moving my hands back to my breasts, I kneaded the flesh there for a while and teased my nipples.
The sight of me in the mirror as I touched myself was making my skin hot. I could feel the wetness gathering between my folds. I squeezed both nipples hard and groaned loudly.
I lifted one leg, placing it on the side of the bathtub and stared at my pussy in the mirror. It wasn’t bad looking. Stevie liked it. He always said it was the best one he’d ever seen. It was pretty. I’m not sure if his compliment counted. He dumped me anyway.
I shook the thought out of my head quickly and concentrated. Slipping a finger in between my legs, I pushed it into my wetness, instantly groaning at the sensation. My fingers dragged against my wet walls, creating a powerful friction that caused my thighs to jerk and quiver. I slid another in, enjoying the slight fullness deep inside of me and noticing the insane amount of wetness that slicked my hand up to my wrist. I knew I was begging for it. I hadn’t had sex since Stevie and that was well over a year ago, which was sad and depressing and pathetic. Something about seeing Luke today woke something up inside of me.
Shutting my eyes, I imagined his handsome face and his bri
lliant smile. He was so fucking sexy the way he wore those suits and more so when his brown hair was slightly ruffled. Luke was what I would call effortlessly sexy. When he polished up, I was certain he only looked even more gorgeous. A small whimper left my mouth, when my pussy clenched around my fingers. I pushed them in deeper, looking at myself in the mirror. My skin was slicked with oil and my legs were open, allowing me an incredibly sexy view of myself. It only made my movements more feverish and desperate. I pushed in deeper with my fingers, dragging them up over my swollen clit as I fucked myself. Biting my lip, I moaned listening to my breathing deepen. Shutting my eyes, I thought about Luke. Just the intoxicating scent of his skin was enough to drive me batty. I pondered what it would be like to be underneath the weight of a man like Luke. I would probably crumble as soon as his lips touched mine, like a nervous school girl.
I focused on the incredible sensation between my legs. I was moaning, whimpering, and crying out, dragging my fingers up hard over the swollen bud of nerves between my legs. I bit back a loud moan but did a horrible job of it and came. My pussy clenched hard around my fingers, nearly stopping all the blood flow, while the powerful orgasm wracked through my body. I moaned and whimpered, gasping for air and somewhere in between there I thought I’d moaned out Luke’s name.
I dropped my head, attempting to catch my breath, feeling the last bits of shivers move through my legs that nearly felt boneless now. That was good.
Luke
I held a steady breath, watching Evie through her bathroom window. The room was filled with steam. I inhaled when the peach scented vapor slipped through the crack of the open window into the cool night air. Instantly, my cock hardened at the familiar scent that always lingered on Evie’s skin when she was near.
I sucked in a harsh breath of air, looking through the glass only to see Evie’s incredible body emerge from the shower. I nearly fell backwards, taking in the sight that I knew I would be jerking off to for a while. Quickly, I regained my balance and peered closer again through the window, struggling to keep my mouth closed.
Evie’s dark hair was damp and hung loosely around her shoulders. I took in the lines of her flawless body and its perfect curves. Evie slowly moved to stand in front of a full-length mirror, looking at herself. Then she pulled out some oil, which she massaged into her skin, covering every inch until she was glistening all over. I nearly chewed through my bottom lip, taking in the sight of her breasts, narrow waist, and shapely ass. I gritted my teeth, realizing how painfully hard I was watching her. I knew I would explode in my pants, if I didn’t eventually take care of it.
Evie moved back towards the edge of the tub, lifting one leg to balance on it. Then she slipped her fingers deep inside of her and shut her eyes. My mouth hung open, struggling to breathe as I took in the erotic vision in front of me. Soft moans and cries left Evie’s mouth, when she sank into pleasuring herself. The sounds spilling from her beautiful mouth became louder, more strained and desperate. Evie let out a high-pitched whimper and struggled to steady herself, while she pushed her fingers deep into her slit.
“Fuck,” I whispered to myself, unable to watch Evie like this, coming undone right in front of me.
Is this what she does when she’s alone?
Frantically, I unzipped my pants and pulled my achingly hard cock out. I knew if I were caught doing this, I could possibly be facing felony charges. Spitting some saliva into my hand, I stroked myself firm and slow from root to tip, listening to Evie’s sounds of ecstasy. I imagined her lips at my ear, making the same noises while I fucked her into the next dimension.
Evie’s toned right thigh rested precariously on the edge of the bathtub, so that there was a full view of her pretty, wet pussy looking back at me. I licked my lips, gripping my cock harder, wishing I could jump through the window and shove my face in between her legs and feast on her flesh.
“Fuck,” I growled to myself again.
A dog barked in the distance and the high-pitched sound of the crickets grew louder along with the sound of my strangled groans. I had to control my breathing. I took a deep breath and continued stroking the wetness along my skin. Evie pumped her fingers deeper into her pussy, while sweet noises left her throat into the steamy air. Evie nearly screamed when she came, writhing around her fingers, while trying to keep her balance against the side of bathtub.
My cock twitched hard, spurting out thick, viscous streams of cum uncontrollably into her bush of monkeyflowers, while I swallowed back my groans.
Evie pumped her fingers in and out of her wet slit harder, while she rubbed her clit forcefully with her pretty fingers. Her legs buckled, while she tried to keep her balance against the bathtub. Slumping against the wall, I tried my best to catch my breath, shaking the remaining drips of semen from the swollen head of my cock. I closed my eyes, unable to believe what I was doing. I tucked myself back in my pants, peeking through the window again, realizing something. I could have sworn I heard the faint sound of Evie calling my name.
Yep, she had definitely said, “Luke.” I smiled and took once last look at Evie through the crack in the window and left before I could be spotted.
Evie
I was breathless, with legs that felt completely limp. The orgasm had left me relieved but it still wasn’t sex. Hanging my head, I stared at the lines in the white tile on the bathroom floor for a long moment…thinking. If I were honest with myself, I missed the physical relief and comfort that always having Stevie around provided. The thought of having to search for a man to fuck me now, put me in panic mode.
Men at the diner flirted with me and occasionally checked me out. I knew they ogled at my ass each time I walked away but none of them ever asked me out. It probably wouldn’t have been too hard to get laid but something always stopped me from trying. I guess with Stevie it was just easier but Stevie had been gone for over a year now. I really needed to get over it. If I didn’t get laid soon, I would be close to officially becoming a nun. Leaving for Las Vegas this weekend with Ariana and Karl might not be a bad idea.
I took a deep breath and grabbed a towel from the shelf and wrapped it around me. I stepped towards the bathroom window and peered outside into the dark sky above. The full moon lit up the neighborhood, casting rays of light onto the pavement outside and the stars twinkled from distant light years away. I thought about Luke. I knew tomorrow I would see him, which gave me something to look forward to.
The way his eyes roamed over me today, affected me. I was attracted to him. So much so that it scared me. I didn’t want another broken heart or another man to leave me for someone else. I was terrified to take that step. It could just be sex, I considered. I could ask Luke tomorrow if he would just have sex with me and be done with him. I was lying to myself if I thought I would be done with a man like that. If I went down that road with Luke, there would likely only be heartbreak at the end of it.
Tomorrow I would talk to Luke anyway, like really talk to him, maybe even flirt with him. I also wanted to know why on earth he’d given me muscle rub.
I fiddled with the tattered old pink curtains that decorated the large bathroom window. I needed to get new ones. These ones were almost completely see through. Any weirdo could look right through them if they wanted a show but there was no one around here, I reasoned. It was safe. I hardly ever even locked my doors.
This place was no man’s land.
Luke
After leaving Evie’s, I drove back to Las Vegas at breakneck speed along I-15. I turned the music on full blast and rolled the windows down, letting the breeze move throughout the car. I ran a hand roughly through my hair, glancing at myself in the rearview mirror.
What the hell was I doing? I took a deep breath and shuddered. I was now officially in stalking territory with Evie but I knew it wouldn’t stop me from doing it again. I had to have her one way or the other.
Tonight, I wouldn’t drink I decided. I had two missions to complete between
tonight and tomorrow and one was Evie.
I need to be fresh and focused.
Pulling into the valet, I looked at the clock in the dashboard, which told me it was 2:15 a.m. A clean-cut young man took the keys to my black Camaro and escorted me to the VIP entrance of a nightclub called The Bank. It was a popular and lively place, which attracted huge crowds and celebrities since it opened.
“Hey, sexy,” a woman with blonde hair and a yellow tight dress belted out to me.
I gave her a small smile, passing through the long line and heading straight towards the bouncers at the entrance.
“Whooo hooo, hot stuff! What are you doing later?!” another woman called out to me, nearly falling over the ropes along the walkway.
I gave another wave as I went by.
The only woman on my mind now was Evie. For the life of me, I was obsessed.
There was loud hip hop music spilling from the building and the inside of the place flashed with bright bold colors of pink, blue, purple, and red as people moved on the dance floor. I was looking for a man named Viktor, who had agreed to meet me here tonight. I pushed myself through the thick sea of people writhing and jerking on the floor. I spotted Viktor across the room sitting in a VIP booth. Viktor didn’t look like himself. He’d changed his appearance but the distinctive burn mark on his neck that had always decorated his skin, gave him away.
Viktor raised his glass out to me and stood as I approached him, noticing the two half-naked women that flanked him on each side.
“Luke!” He pulled me in close and patting me on the back.
“Viktor,” I said, giving him a nod.
Viktor was a tall, burly man with a thick Russian accent, that specialized in the sale of nuclear weapons. I’d been watching Viktor carefully since being here and his movements. He was a friendly man with a kind face but he was as slippery as an unmopped floor. I took a seat across from him, unbuttoning my suit jacket, making myself more comfortable. When the waitress offered to pour me a drink from the bottle Viktor already had, I waved her away.
