Sweetest Obsessions - Anthology

by Anthony, Jane

  Immediately, her tears fell. Mostly they were from the sadness that she had given herself for all the wrong reasons to David, and now, she felt disgusted with herself. Heath gathered her in his arms. “No way can you work yet. You need to go back to the dorms and lay down.” Lavin followed his words, not knowing why he’d pulled this stunt. Then he whispered, “I need to keep you away from David. I don’t think he is good for you.” Lavin wanted to question why it was his concern, but she knew she and Heath had a connection, and she would follow his directions.

  “She will be fine. Lavin, come to my office, and I will get you off your feet until the shift begins.” David still wanted her to himself in his office. Either entering her from behind or while she lay on his sofa, he would take her any way he could at this moment. He extended his hand to her.

  Lavin turned from David to Heath, and she let David’s hand fall in the air, empty.

  “I think Heath is right; it’s too soon. I need to get off my feet and rest my leg now that the pain is back. David, I will get to those papers tomorrow.”

  Tyra offered her assistance. “Lavin, I will bring those papers to you tonight, and if you aren’t feeling better tomorrow, I can take them over to David. If that is okay with him?”

  David nodded; he had no other alternative. His dick, although hard, would eventually go limp. David was growing tired of pleasing himself lately.

  With his arm loosely on her shoulder, Heath turned Lavin toward the door, led her all the way to her room, and helped her into bed.

  David fumed and stood stoic as he watched them leave the restaurant. He went back to his office, thinking of how to regain his ground with Lavin. She was David’s, and Heath had better back off. David knew all of Heath’s sexual encounters were soon going to be released and that would have him far away from Arden’s.

  Just as David wiped his dick clean from shooting all over it and his right hand as well, he heard a knock on his office door. “David?”

  He paused and adjusted himself, tucked his shirt in, and was presentable. “Come in.”

  “I hope it’s all right that I get the papers for Lavin to sign. I doubt she will be here tomorrow; she was in so much pain.”

  “No problem. She just needs to sign off on these.” He handed her an envelope with Lavin’s name on the front.

  Tyra exited, and David still felt defeated. Lavin was in pain, but so was he. His heart, his dick, and his head all pounded for one girl, and he didn’t want her to slip away.

  Time was escaping him; he had to get rid of Heath. One month was left in the restaurant season. Then Lavin would have only David to run to. Heath’s days and nights of available pussy were coming to an end. No more open thighs for him to find pleasure in and absolutely no more glances at Lavin. No matter if they were innocent or not, David couldn’t risk her getting too close to Heath. David had observed a shift in Heath’s look; there was something more when he spoke about Lavin; his eyes warmed. This was a far different look than David had observed while watching Heath with any of the other girls; he was different around Lavin.

  The season would be ending soon. David would carry out his plan, expose Heath, and win Lavin’s heart before they all left the restaurant. David hoped he could convince Lavin to move in with him for the Fall to save money, and if things worked, he would propose to her.

  She would always be his. He’d hired her knowing she lacked restaurant experience, but she made his dick rise to attention instantly. He’d initiated their relationship, and with Heath gone, there would be no other distractions for her. He would win the girl, keep his top seeded job, and still, on occasion, if a new attractive employee was hired, with Heath now out of the picture, David could possibly get a quick blow job or hand job from a hot hostess. That he would never share with Lavin. His world was coming together once more. David would have it all once again.

  It seemed to Heath that the night dragged. After his shift ended, he wanted to check in on Lavin before he headed to his own room to bed. Tapping lightly on her door, he called out to her. “Lavin, it’s Heath.”

  A few minutes passed, and he thought she was a sleep. The knob turned and Lavin stood in a long white tee shirt. The tee reached her thighs, and he could see her nipples were clearly peaked. Embarrassed, she folded her arms instantly in front of her. “Did I wake you?” He was focused on her, not her hardened tits, although he would love to give them attention too.

  “I wasn’t sleeping, just lying there thinking.”

  “Of me?” He laughed, trying to avoid causing the usual nervousness she might feel.

  Certainly, it was all about him, but she wasn’t ready to let him know that. She needed hours for that discussion, after she gained a new level of confidence first.

  “Just about school and what’s ahead for me after the season ends.”

  “Well, I hope it’s not with you and David together. He just isn’t for you.”

  “Well, who is?”

  “We’ll have that conversation another time. Tonight, I wanted to see if you were okay.”

  Heath leaned in and kissed her forehead. His lips stayed there, and he wanted to pull her closer. Feel her body react to his. But that didn’t happen; he pulled away and walked down the hall to his room, where he lay awake the rest of the night with thoughts of Lavin. He knew she was making it hard for him to gain even an inch toward her. For any other girl, he would have halted his pursuit, but even though he felt her push him away, he chose to keep trying. He was determined because he felt something real not just hardening his dick but softening his heart. Still staring at the random pattern in the plastered ceiling above, his thoughts stirred a discomfort within him. David had attached himself to Lavin, and he was going to be a hard to remove without a fight. How Heath would handle that situation he still pondered.

  As Heath was lying in his bed thinking, Lavin was lying thoughtfully in hers. With the season ending soon, Lavin wondered if this year, time would run out before she had more opportunities to open herself up to Heath. Her getting burned was beneficial in more than one aspect. It brought Heath to her rescue, staying by her side and she wasn’t pushing him away. For now, after just his lips to her forehead, she thought about what it would be like to kiss him, taste his lips on hers. Her pain diminished as pleasurable thoughts carried her to sleep. Her mind was consumed with Heath. He’d been there for her; she saw that clearly and needed to put herself out there for him to approach openly. He filled her head and heart. She freed David from her mind and would from her life. Lavin drifted off, sleeping peacefully.

  8

  Present Summer – coming to a close

  Real or Fake Emotional Separation

  David had a good many years as the General Manager at the restaurant. Beyond the seasonal employment, he stayed on with the owner, Enzo Harrison, assisting him with his other extended business ventures.

  For four seasons, he and Lavin parted ways for months. For the first few initial days of separation, his dick remained limp, at least until he found someone or some way for relief. David didn’t go too long without sex, though; he would eventually pick up a girl to take care of him and not even remember her name. In essence, he was no better than how he described Heath Harrison of being. However, David wanted to keep what Heath hadn’t soiled yet and that was Lavin.

  There were always tasks to be done at the restaurant besides serving up tasty food. Last week, a summer storm ripped up the coast, and a few cosmetic repairs needed to be addressed. David had to put thoughts of Lavin on the back burner until later. For now, he had to tour the property with the contractor.

  Just before leaving the building, he saw her arrive. She floated across the entrance of the restaurant. Her light gray sundress danced in the air, and David watched it rise and fall. He wanted to take her now and almost forgot he was with the contractor. His feet began to fall into step toward her. Lavin hadn’t noticed he was near; she hadn’t taken in her surroundings. David thought a quick plunge deep inside her would be easy; h
e could lift the sundress and gain entrance. She could satisfy his yearning in the next five minutes. That would carry him for a while, maybe, until the shift ended.

  “Mr. Straub, I thought we were going to walk about the exterior of the restaurant. Mr. Straub?”

  David turned from his heated visual of pounding into Lavin, gaining composure to address doing his job and continuing his tour with this guy, not spinning Lavin around on his hard and throbbing cock.

  Lavin hadn’t seen David yet this morning since she’d entered the restaurant, but she was aware his car was parked in the parking lot. Lavin decided to wait in his office since she’d arrived early to talk to him. She didn’t want to be with him anymore. She feared it would ruin her employment here, and she would lose control of the shift schedule. She fell back into his worn, comfortable leather office chair. After a few jovial twirls spinning it around, she landed back in front of his work area. Still waiting for him to come in, she decided to check next week’s schedule to see what days she and Heath would be working together. Any time spent with Heath made her content even though it was work time. It made her working time more pleasurable.

  The screen was already up and in a program. HH1, HH2, HH3, HH4, HH5, and this list continued to HH23. Curious to what this program was, her fingers swept over the computer mouse for a moment so she could view it. Randomly clicking one of the numbers, a video began to open up it was different, labeled TS. This one showed Tyra. Lavin assumed she was viewing the restaurant security cameras and footage they had picked up.

  At first, it was Tyra casually walking through the wine cellar of the restaurant, looking stunning as always. Lavin’s eyes were now moving in closer to the screen; the hallway lighting was dim and didn’t illuminate the video very well.

  Suddenly, she backed away from the computer. “Holy Hell!” Lavin called out as Tyra stripped before her eyes.

  She wasn’t surprised that Tyra was about have sex, but it was Zach who appeared in the background, coming out of the darkness of the footage into the light and Tyra’s arms. Still, Lavin wasn’t disturbed about them having sex; she knew Tyra had a thing for Zach. Zach though wasn’t into Tyra at all, and Lavin knew it was just about sex for him. She watched his face; he didn’t seem to appreciate the incredible girl about to satisfy his sexual needs. Lavin was sure he’d been thinking of Haylee just as she thought of Heath when she was actually with David.

  The shocking factor was they were being videotaped. Fortunately for her girlfriend, the tape cut off before they climaxed. Lavin paused to think about where the security cameras were positioned, and most surrounded the exterior of the restaurant and the grounds. This particular area did not include any security cameras; she was certain of that.

  This had to be David’s doing for his personal viewing. Skipping frantically through more videos, she noticed the pattern to this madness of David’s filming. She paused as she observed that one direct camera view was positioned in Heath’s dorm room; there were no other employee’s dorm rooms. His focus seemed intent on Heath. An explosion of fear ran through her body as she fell back into the chair. Had David filmed the two of them having sex?

  Her mind spoke loudly in her head. Oh God, please. I hope he didn’t. Lavin tried to think of the places she’d had sex with David, wondering if they too had been caught in some naked acts. She remembered a few months back they’d both found themselves alone in the wine cellar. David hadn’t made a move toward her. He’d never tried to kiss or touch her. It had been odd, his sudden businesslike behavior. Lavin made no move toward him, and he’d kept a distance from her. “We are working and on the clock; there will be a time and place for us later.” His words had been very authoritative. At the time, she’d thought he’d gotten a hand slapping from the owners to enforce his managerial skills. She’d gone along with his change in course, and while they’d continued to have sex, it was only in his office or apartment. No other area of the restaurant.

  Lavin’s face gravitated closer to the computer screen once more. She clicked the keyboard in anger and caught HH11 mid scene: Heath with his head deep between thick toned thighs of a newly hired hostess, Sadie. Sadie wore a glorious satisfied smile, but when Heath rose from between her legs, he didn’t take notice of Sadie in any manner.

  He positioned himself on the other side of the bed, looking toward the unknown camera with a blank stare on his face. Lavin wondered what he was thinking. She didn’t want to rewind the video and perhaps view Sadie straddling Heath. Her fingers stroked the keyboard as she further viewed HH12 and all the way to HH16, but all these only displayed Heath alone in his bed. There was a note next to the keyboard in David’s handwriting to delete several HH videos. They appeared to be all those of Heath alone. Obviously, Lavin figured that many of the videos capturing Heath alone and sleeping weren’t damaging if David was going to use them against him. She assumed David was planning something and had been for a long while. She had uncovered a horrible hidden side to David. It was nothing short of sick and deplorable.

  Lavin moved closer to the screen; she viewed the rise and fall of Heath’s well-toned naked chest and the slight movements he’d made during his night’s rest. Inches from the screen, she viewed the rest of his naked body. The girls hadn’t been exaggerating; Heath was hung. One video captured him awakening in the dawn hours, sporting a hard-on that almost made Lavin squirm in David’s large desk chair.

  HH17 was a more recent video because of new artwork that now hung in the reserved party room of the restaurant. Her eyes skimmed over the art before landing on Heath, who was pounding Haylee from behind. Her arms were locked in front of her and clutching the stonework of the wall adjacent to the fireplace in one of the private restaurant rooms.

  The fire was lit and the illuminating hues flashed throughout their sexual tryst. Lavin’s eyes never blinked away. Lavin knew Haylee and Heath were probably another quick release without any strings. Lavin needed to believe that disconnect between them rather than any connection beyond their naked bodies.

  She took her eyes off Haylee’s perfect, excited nipples, which she’d noticed the moment the girl turned from the wall after Heath came hard inside her. A touch of sadness rose in Lavin’s heart; Haylee was very beautiful. Her long blonde hair lay perfectly alongside her chest; there was no doubt any man would want to be with Haylee. If Lavin were into girls, she too would have lined up to be with her.

  Lavin dropped her view from Haylee, thankful to see Heath had a condom on before he thrust it into the nearest trashcan. She continued to watch the screen in front of her. Haylee had lain down on the left side of the sofa, curling herself into a tight fetal position. Her long eyelashes fluttered and then closed. Heath joined her on the opposite side of the sofa. No warmth or closeness between them, only decorative velvet pillows, which separated their bodies. It appeared to be a quick fuck and not a planned evening invitation to his bed.

  Lavin felt the rhythm of Heath’s every breath, his chest rising rapidly after their intense screwing. Lavin’s gaze rose higher and sought out his eyes. Something in the impersonal look made Lavin want to fill him with love and real emotion. On the other hand, she was crushed inside; these videos had rocked her apart.

  Unlike Lavin, these other girls instantly spread their legs wide for him, offering their pussies to Heath for the taking and the videos had captured him taking all that was served his way. Her stomach felt uneasy continuing to view her co-workers and Heath and every position they engaged in. Lavin was alert enough to continually watch over the top of the computer to the office door, not wanting to get caught viewing David’s private porn stash. To cover herself, Lavin clicked on the restaurant schedule for the staffing and minimized it just in case he came in abruptly.

  Lavin was stunned at all of Heath’s sexual encounters in full view. Sliding deeper into the office chair, she was so disappointed; this all was so wrong and her eyes teared up for him. Her thoughts scattered as she watched a video of Heath screwing yet another girl. Lavin knew that
she needed to rid herself of him. This illegal filming aimed at Heath could only bring horrible results if it was exposed or sent to his father. Heath would then be removed from the restaurant probably forever. She needed a plan. She would show everyone who David really was and hope Heath’s videos remained unviewed by anyone else.

  Peering at a few more HH titled files, she opened one or two that just displayed Heath sleeping soundly and alone. No action. Lavin compared those HH files to David’s list of files to delete and sure enough they were on there. Lavin was sure his sights were more on the videos of Heath fucking the staff. She didn’t know what to make of all this or what to do to stop it from continuing. Her eyes traveled from the screen, taking a quick break, and caught sight of her keychain. The pink painted decorative metal that held her keys displayed a phrase, “Dance to your own rhythm.” Her mind passed over the words and suddenly a smile washed across her lips. Reading the words gave her the idea and direction she needed. She took her thumb drive key chain, a promotional item from a school event she’d attended, and knew if David walked in before she was finished, she’d have to entice him and keep him from his desk. She was thankful she didn’t have to resort to that as she successfully removed the thumb drive from his computer, complete with the all downloaded videos. For a moment, she thought about erasing the entire footage on his computer.

  What if he has a camera in here in the office? He will know I did it. She pretended to view the weekly schedule. When she thought she heard someone approaching, she commented out loud, “Okay Thursday, Friday, and Saturday four ’til close and Sunday Brunch hours only.” It turned out her nerves were getting the best of her. If asked, she would tell David the length of time in his office was because she forgot a log in and was just searching the net until he returned. She was thankful it was easy to capture the evidence that David was a voyeur and Heath, along with many others, was being exploited.