by Tanya Kelly
“We don’t bicker, honey,” the husband replied. “You nag and I do what I’m told.” He winked at Reilly and they shared a grin. The couple thanked him again and they wished them luck as they left.
Reilly had an image of him and Lacey living together, fixing or decorating their home. Her puttering around the yard in the summer, weeding the gardens or planting shrubs while he built a gazebo or a swing.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Lacey interrupted as he started the engine.
Reilly shook his head and looked at her. She stared back with her brow furrowed. “They aren’t overly interesting,” he replied casually. He could imagine her reaction if he told her what he’d been thinking. She’d be out of his truck and running for the hills. He was glad she’d accepted they were in a relationship but if he suggested living together, he was pretty sure Lacey would panic.
“You looked a million miles away.”
“I was.” He winked at her and smiled. “I was in router land thinking about all the things I want to do with my new toy.”
She laughed and shook her head. Reilly smiled, glad she bought his lie. The idea of moving in with her was very appealing. Lacey scooted in the middle seat next to him and buckled up. They drove on while she directed him to the Eaton Centre. Her hand was on his leg and he could smell the fragrance of her shampoo. Reilly inhaled her scent.
He was falling for her, he admitted to himself with a frown. In a few short weeks, she had worked her way in his heart. It wasn’t just the sex which was still mind-blowing. It was being with her. Laughing with her. Talking with her. He swallowed past the lump in his throat. He wanted to ask her how she felt about him but he knew instinctively it was too soon for that conversation.
Lacey directed him to a parking lot and they walked the couple blocks to the Eaton Centre. “Do you want to grab lunch before we shop?” she asked.
He nodded and she suggested a cafe up the street.
Once inside and seated, they ordered sandwiches and coffee. “Do you miss living here?” Reilly asked.
Lacey sipped her water and pondered the question. “Actually, no in all honesty. I love Beechfield. I wasn’t sure if I’d miss the big city being it’s such a smaller town but I don’t. It’s such a beautiful town and people are friendly.”
Reilly nodded in agreement. He loved Beechfield as well and couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. “What about family and friends from here?”
Lacey frowned and unfolded her napkin. “I don’t have any family except my mom and I never had any close friends except Kim. I know—pathetic.”
“No, it’s not.” He covered her fidgety hand with his own.
“It’s my own fault. I met lots of nice people over the years at work or outside of work but since being bullied in school, I never let myself get close to anyone. I would go out with colleagues once in a while and we keep in touch a bit over e-mail but there is no one I really miss.”
She looked sad as she explained this to Reilly and his heart broke for the little girl growing up this way.
“I was all about work and advancement,” she continued. “Which I realize now is a crappy way to live your life. I’m trying to change.” Lacey smiled and squeezed his hand. “This is a big step for me, being in a relationship with you. But it’s helping me open up.”
“I’m glad.”
“Oh, and I forgot to tell you. Julia called me and invited me to lunch. I told her I’d call her next week once the grand opening was done. I’m making friends, too, thanks to you.” She beamed from ear to ear and Reilly laughed.
“I figured the two of you would get along great.”
“Yeah, I liked her and Nick.”
Reilly took a sip of his coffee, happy Lacey liked his closest friends. The feeling was mutual. He had spoken to Nick and Julia the next day and made up some excuses about why they had to leave early. They had both liked Lacey and hoped to see more of her.
“Did you not want to visit your mom today?” he asked cautiously. Reilly wasn’t sure he should bring it up but he was curious about the woman who had raised Lacey. She rarely spoke of her except the few times she’d opened up about her past. He was close to his own parents and had a hard time understanding their relationship.
Her eyes moved downward to brush invisible crumbs off the table. “She’s away somewhere this weekend with a friend.”
He sensed she was lying but didn’t push it. The waitress brought their sandwiches at that moment and he dropped the subject as they started eating.
Afterward, they walked to the Eaton Centre and he waited patiently like a good boyfriend while she tried on shoes. He didn’t mind. Lacey had the sexiest feet and long shapely legs. Reilly especially liked seeing them in the high heels she was trying on.
“What do you think?” she asked of the current pair. They were red and black and sexy as hell. She had rolled up her jeans while trying them on and he admired her slender ankles. He pictured her standing in the bedroom wearing nothing but the shoes and his cock hardened.
“Very nice.” He discreetly adjusted the crotch of his jeans. Lacey noticed the movement and smiled wickedly. She walked over to the saleslady and Reilly stared at her gorgeous ass. She spoke to the clerk who nodded and smiled. Lacey waited until she’d returned from the backroom and sat next to Reilly to try on the next pair.
She pulled out a pair of brown and gold stilettos and put them on. The strap wrapped around her ankle and sparkled against her beautiful skin. Her toenails were painted a pretty pink. The heel was encrusted in jewels that sparkled as she walked. Jesus, they were come-fuck-me shoes. She moved provocatively around the store and he was fully aware just about all eyes were on her. Both male and female. One particular guy was ogling her and Reilly stood up and gave him a sharp look before standing in front of Lacey to block his view.
She stood with a hand on her hip and smiled at him. “What do you think of these?”
“Are they practical?” he asked. He loved the shoes and would love her to wear them in the bedroom—but that’s it. Reilly didn’t want to think of her walking around in those anywhere else and men staring at his woman.
Lacey laughed. “Practical? Probably not, but I’m not here to buy practical shoes.” She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Reilly was normally quite taller than she was but in these shoes, while still taller, it wasn’t as much. She gave him a kiss and then pouted. “Don’t you like them?”
“I like them a lot,” he growled low into her ear, conscious of his erection straining against her.
She giggled and pulled away. “Good, I’m buying them.”
After she paid for the shoes, they made their way to a large department store to the woman’s clothing. “I just need a few things.” Lacey moved in between the racks of clothes.
She went through the clothes pretty quick and grabbed a few skirts, tops and dresses. “If you haven’t noticed, my wardrobe consists mainly of jeans, sweaters and T-shirts. I have a lot of suits from my previous job but not much that says business yet sexy.”
Reilly raised an eyebrow. “Business and sexy?”
“Yeah.” She perused a rack of blouses. “I own a lingerie store. I should look professional, but come on, it’s lingerie I’m selling. An appropriate amount of sex appeal is necessary as well.”
“Of course,” Reilly agreed with a smile. He followed her to the change room and took a seat outside as she modeled him outfits. While he’d seen her naked or in lingerie many times, he hadn’t yet seen her in skirts and dresses. Lacey looked amazing when she came out in a sapphire blue dress that hugged her curves on top and floated away on the bottom. Her tiny waist was cinched with a black belt.
Reilly couldn’t stop staring at her beautiful long legs in the dress. “Wow,” he breathed and she did a quick twirl, laughing.
She modeled a few more and Reilly liked them all. His favorite had been when she’d come out in a white blouse tucked in to a slim black pencil skirt with the black and red heels she’d purc
hased from the other store. He whistled as she approached and she blushed.
Lacey looked like a naughty librarian or secretary and the image of them having sex on his desk at work came to mind. His cock pressed painfully against the zipper of his jeans.
“Reilly,” she called softly from the dressing room. There were no other people around, so he walked in.
She stood outside the fitting room and turned around. “Can you zip me up, please?”
Reilly pulled up the zipper, letting his fingers caress her naked back. Once he had it done up, she turned around and looked at him. “What do you think of this one?”
She wore a tight, skimpy black dress that dropped low in the front, giving a view of ample cleavage. “It’s very sexy,” he said in a low voice.
Lacey turned away and looked in the mirror, pressing her back to him, brushing against his hard-on. “You don’t think it’s too low?” she asked, forcing him to check out her cleavage again.
She wiggled slightly against him causing his cock to jerk forward. Her eyes gleamed wickedly. Two could play this game. He pushed her into the fitting room and came in behind her, locking the door. Her eyes widened when he moved closer and pulled up the tight dress, so it just covered her ass and pussy.
Reilly cupped her sex and kissed her between her breasts. She gave him a gentle shove but he didn’t move. “Reilly, stop. What if someone comes in?”
He ignored her, pushing her thong aside and found her pussy moist already. He circled her clit with his thumb and inserted his finger into her wetness. A soft moan escaped her lips.
“I guess you better be quiet then.” He loved the way her eyes glazed over with arousal.
He continued fucking her with his fingers and rubbing her clit until she was having a hard time remaining quiet. “I’ve been hard all afternoon watching you try on sexy shoes and clothes. You enjoyed teasing me, didn’t you?” he asked quietly.
She didn’t answer but bit down on her lip to keep from moaning as she rode his hand. “Don’t stop,” she muttered softy.
Reilly did exactly that and pulled his hand away when he sensed she was close to coming. Lacey’s eyes flew open. “Payback for all that teasing you did. I’ll let you come only after you’ve made me come.”
He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, his thick hard cock springing forward. Lacey licked her lips. He watched her face as he fisted his cock. Her lips parted and he could see the breath hitch in her throat. She cocked her ear and listened for any noises. When she didn’t hear anything, she dropped to her knees and licked the pre-cum on the head of his cock. Reilly let go of his erection and pushed his cock toward her lush lips. Lacey opened her mouth and sucked him in. He groaned inwardly and held her hair back. He loved watching her suck him. Seeing her look up at him with eyes full of lust and those pretty lips wrapped around his cock, took every ounce of willpower not to explode right then.
When he didn’t think he could take anymore, he pulled her up to her feet. “Strip. Everything off except the shoes,” he instructed.
“Reilly, we can’t. What if someone comes in?”
“Then they’ll hear me fucking you silly,” he responded, massaging his cock again. Lacey flushed.
“I can’t say no to you when you’re doing that. You know how much it turns me on.” She turned around and he unzipped the dress. It fell to her feet. Next she removed her bra and her panties, all the time watching him stroke his hard-on.
Reilly sat in the chair in the fitting room which faced the mirror. He grabbed Lacey by the waist and pulled her onto his lap, his cock poised at her slit. “I think the idea of getting caught turns you on,” he whispered. “You are so wet.”
Their eyes met in the mirror and yes, Reilly could tell from her face she was extremely aroused. He took hold of her hips and thrust inside her. Her pussy hugged his cock. He was glad to be done with the condoms. Lacey was now on birth control and they were both clean. He massaged her beautiful tits, watching her in the mirror.
She rode him, trying to keep her movements and sounds quiet. “Rub your clit,” Reilly whispered in her ear. Lacey spread her legs slightly and parted her folds to touch herself. Her reflection was almost more than he could bear with her hand between her legs and her tits bouncing as he pumped into her.
“Hello.” They both heard the voice of a woman call out. Lacey froze like a deer in headlights and went to stand up. Reilly held her down firmly and continued to slowly fuck her.
“You better answer her.” He slid his hand between her legs to continue where she’d left off.
Lacey gasped and then coughed to recover the noise she’d made. “Hello,” she croaked.
“I thought someone was in here. Can I get you any other sizes?” the voice asked.
Reilly rubbed her wet clit. “I can tell you’re close to coming,” he murmured in her ear. He pinched and rolled her nipple with his other hand and Lacey bucked on his lap.
“Sorry, what was that?” the voice asked.
“No, t–thanks. I’m fine.” Reilly sucked on her neck gently while penetrating her. His fingers still worked magic on her.
“Okay, I’ll come back in a bit and check on you,” the lady said.
“Th–thanks,” Lacey practically shouted before biting down on her lip. Her pussy clenched around his cock as she climaxed and she bit down on her lip so hard, he was scared she would draw blood. As she tensed and tightened around his dick, Reilly let go as well, shooting his load inside her.
Lacey leaned back against him in the chair as they both tried to catch their breath. She started to laugh softly.
“What’s so funny?”
“I’m imagining that poor woman’s mortification if she had caught us,” she replied. She stood up and grabbed tissues from her purse to clean up a bit.
“You know I have to buy this dress now,” she said, picking up the black dress she’d had on. “Every time I wear it, it will be our cue to have a bit of public sex.” Lacey winked.
Reilly got his pants back up and pulled her in for a kiss. “Next time, we find an elevator.”
Lacey laughed but he could tell from her eyes the idea turned her on. Apparently, she had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in her.
“Okay, I’ll sneak out first.” He exited the change room and ran smack dab into the saleslady.
“Hi,” he said. “Giving my girlfriend an opinion on dresses.”
“That’s great,” she replied. “Did she have any luck?”
Reilly smiled at the lady. “Oh yes, she had fantastic luck.”
They laughed all the way back to the truck after they finished paying. Reilly insisted on buying her the black dress.
“You are such a bad influence on me. I cannot believe what just happened.” Lacey shook her head, still chuckling. The wind blew her hair back from her face and her cheeks were pink. Her beauty always left him in awe.
He put his arm around her and pulled her close. “Yeah, but you love it.”
Lacey directed him out of the city until he had a pretty good idea where he was and how to get back to Beechfield. Reilly turned on the radio and smiled. It had been a fun day together. He looked over at Lacey as she checked her mobile phone and stifled a yawn.
“Lie down if you’re tired.” He tapped his lap. “No funny business, I swear.”
She smiled and adjusted her seat belt before lying down with her head in his lap. He smoothed her hair down with his hand as she curled up and closed her eyes. “I don’t know why I’m so tired,” she said after another yawn.
“You’ve been working nonstop, that’s why.”
He drove on in silence, deep in thought, one hand at the steering wheel and the other playing with her soft hair. He moved a loose strand away from her face while she slept. Reilly knew there was no denying the truth anymore. He was in love with her. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Get married, have babies, the whole shebang. But he knew she was still adjusting and if he said all this, it might scare her away.
When they got back to town, he drove straight to his house and pulled in the driveway before waking her up. “We’re home,” he said.
Lacey sat up and stretched. Home, he’d said. That was exactly what he wanted it to be. Their home.
She smiled, looking sleepy still. Reilly got out and helped her out of the truck. “We’ll worry about unpacking the truck tomorrow. It’s getting late and we’re both exhausted.”
She nodded and followed him into the house. “You hungry?” he asked.
“Not really. Too tired to eat.” Lacey hung up her coat and purse.
“Why don’t I run you a bath? You can relax and we’ll eat later.”
“That sounds good. I’m going to call Kim quick and let her know we got everything.”
She joined Reilly in the master bathroom a short while later. He had filed the tub with hot water and bubbles. Lacey sat on the edge and ran her hands in the water. “I got a voice mail. Never even heard my phone ring. Must have been when you had me distracted in the fitting room.”
She started to peel off her clothes. “It was my realtor. He said a fantastic house came on the market today that is perfect for me and close to the store. He wants to show it to me tomorrow.”
“You tired of living with Kim? You’re never there.”
“True.” Lacey laughed. “But no. She’s been great.” Lacey removed her jeans and socks. “But I can’t live with her forever and I wouldn’t mind my own space. Then you could come over to my place sometimes and we wouldn’t have to worry about Kim seeing you run naked to the bathroom.”
Reilly laughed. They were usually always at his place but the odd time, they stayed at Kim’s and he admitted it was a bit inconvenient for their sex life when Kim was home. Besides he liked having Lacey at his house. He enjoyed cooking for her and waking up next to her. He never tired of her and craved solitude like he had in the past with other woman he’d dated. Reilly turned off the water and helped her inside the tub. His cock hardened at the sight of her nakedness. But he ignored his arousal. Poor girl was too tired. She needed to rest.
