by Tia Siren
“Boring, I thought you were out for some fun for once. What was the use of the party then?” I quizzed him.
“I was, in a way, forced to go. I had enjoyed myself, and it has been a long time since I ventured out like that,” he said, glancing down the length of my body.
I noticed he had some DVDs in his center console. I had a small opportunity to get closer to him. I waited until the car was going to go around a corner, and reached for the DVDs. It was as he turned to the left, that I let my hand slide over his leg as if by accident. My fingers brushed his pants and I pretended to fall toward his lap. I caressed his thigh as I pushed myself upright.
“Oops sorry. I didn’t realize you were going to turn,” I said, blushing slightly.
“If the disks had not been there, I would have thought you were trying to feel me up,” he said with a grin.
“What do you take me for. That would be a bit damn obvious, don’t you think?”
It had worked just as I had planned. And even if he did nothing to act upon it, at least he would know how tender my touch could be on his bare skin.
“Well, accident or no accident, nothing is gonna happen. I can tell you that now,” he said, raising his eyebrows.
I was pissed he wouldn’t take advantage of the situation. I had offered myself on a plate, and it was not enough that he had stood his ground and wouldn’t budge. I felt slightly dejected. I never had a man turn me down before. I had always been able to twist them around my little finger and get them to do as I pleased.
I had always controlled the show, yet Cam was in total control of himself. So it looked like I was out of luck tonight.
“You still can’t take me home anyway. I have to sober up a little and get rid of this beer breath I have,” I said as I sat back in my seat.
I felt like a kid who had their toys taken away from them for being naughty. I sat there and listened to the radio.
“Well, if you need a good burger, there is nothing around here. They are all closed at this time, being so close to the base. We have to travel a while,” Cam said as he looked at me.
I stared back at him with a mock stern expression. “Okay, but you have to pay. There is no way I could get money in these shorts,” I said as I ran my hands across my shorts.
Cam looked at me as I stroked my shorts; he could see there was no way I could get money into them as they were just too tight and too small, and they rubbed my pussy as I slid my hips forward to show him just how small they were.
I leaned back into the seat and rubbed my hands over the tiny pockets of my shorts and down to my thighs. “So as you can see, I have nowhere to put anything.”
I noticed him look at my shorts and I was sure I saw him lick his lips. Maybe I had turned him on, but he wouldn’t show it. I had nearly admitted defeat, but I had got him to take me for a burger, and that was a good start.
“Okay, you have proved your point, You’re wearing shorts that are too small to fit anything in. I’m not sure how you managed to get into them,” he replied with a cheesy grin.
“Ha! Getting in them is easy, it is getting out of them that’s difficult. I have to slip my thumbs in and wriggle everything to slide them down,” I replied with a sexy grin.
I, now, got my second wind in flirting, and I had nothing to lose really, apart from maybe walking home if he kicked me out of the car.
“So, what burger place are we going to then?” I asked, just changing the subject altogether.
“Well, it’s the best twenty-four-hour burger joint anywhere, Dicky Mee’s. If their burger doesn’t sober you up, nothing will,” he said as he headed toward the joint.
“Damn, how far is it?” I asked. A breeze rushed into the window.
“Not too far, just outside city limits. They cater for truckers and all that, so it can get very busy. But tonight it’s Friday, and all the truck drivers want to get home for the weekend,” he explained.
“It is a good job I’m starving, I could eat a horse,” I said, patting my bare stomach.
“I’m sure they do a burger which is bigger than you,” he replied with a laugh.
“Very amusing; you know I’m more than a mouthful,” I said as I smiled at him.
I could see in the distance. A large light blazed into the night sky; Dicky Mee’s. We had nearly arrived and I was starving.
“I’m gonna have the works; one mother of a burger and extras on the side,” I said. I sat up in the seat. “What takes your fancy, Cam?”
Cam slowed the car and turned into the truck-filled parking lot. “I might have the same, but nothing extra for me, not tonight.”
Chapter 5
Cam
I pulled into the parking lot and drove slowly toward the entrance. Dicky Mee’s burgers were well known as being some of the best around San Diego, but for most people, it was slightly out of the way. It was the truck drivers who benefitted most as it was on the direct approach in and out of the docks from the Naval base.
I opened the car door and Katie stood out in the night air. Her legs wobbled slightly and I wrapped my arm around her.
She looked up at my face. “That’s twice you have saved me tonight.”
“Don’t complain, or next time I will just let you drop to the floor!” I said with a sly grin.
We walked toward the entrance and entered into Dicky’s; the smell of grilled burgers instantly hit us. I could see the kitchen flames pour out from the flame grill when the chef tossed and flipped his burgers like an artist.
Katie made her way to a table toward the back of the restaurant. I grabbed the attention of a waitress and followed her into the alcove. I had not brought Katie here because the burgers were good; it was so no one could possibly know me from the base. It would be bad enough for anyone to think Katie was dressed in that way, and she looked younger than she was.
The waitress came and took our orders. Katie ordered a triple stack with cajun curly fries and salad with an extra-large chocolate milkshake. I ordered a quarter pounder special and a light beer.
The waitress arrived with a large tray; it was full of Katie’s food. I wasn’t sure how she would manage to eat all of it, being such a dainty girl. My tray was a more sedate offering and fitted onto one plate and a small side dish of fries.
“Come on then, tuck in,” I said, pickeding up my burger.
“Right there with you,” Katie mumbled as she plowed her teeth into a burger that was nearly as tall as my beer bottle.
I sat and looked at her and thought of the drive to here. I had sensed she had been flirting with me in the car, and I could have quite easily stopped somewhere and thrown her onto the back seat and ravaged her there and then.
Katie was one of the hottest women I had seen, and she oozed sex appeal. It was amazing how her pale blonde hair and her amazing bright, blue eyes overwhelmed me. She was the epitome of summer fun and surf, and she made me wish I had stayed at home rather than gone to the party. I sensed trouble was looming somewhere along the line but this was one thing I couldn’t resist. I felt like a train on a track that had no way of being diverted away from the inevitable.
“Come on then Cam, tell me about your past. How did you get to where you are now?” Katie asked as she munched on a mouthful of Cajun curly fries.
“It is a longish story,” I replied as I sipped my beer and admired her.
“We have time. I have to sober up, don’t forget,” she smiled.
“Firstly, I joined the Marines straight from school and was a complete natural. I aced all the physical tests and soon got promoted. From there, I did one tour as a sniper and came back decorated after my first stint,” I explained.
“A real tough guy then?” she asked as another handful of fries went into her mouth.
“When I was back, and on stand down, I met Stacey. She just blew my mind. We had been together for nearly two years and I served another tour. But this time, I went as a SEAL instead of a regular Marine,” I said.
“Ha, so you moved up the
ranks again,” Katie asked, slurping on her milkshake.
“I did; I had been placed in charge of a SEAL platoon,” I said as I paused to remember.
“What is it?” Katie asked.
“I was just thinking back to that time we had major conflict and were pinned down by some guerillas and two of the platoon were in front and stuck behind a rock. A mortar hit close to them and, well, they were in no shape to walk,” I explained as tears welled up in my eyes.
“It's ok. You don’t have to tell me,” she said, putting her hand on mine.
“No, it’s okay. Anyway, there was no way I was going to leave them lying there, waiting to die. Owen opened fire and covered me as I ran to them. Oscar had lost part of his leg, and Tommy had a shrapnel lodged in his throat and was slowly bleeding out,” I explained. “Well, there was no way I could carry them as they were… I had to improvise and sort their wounds before I could move them. I put a tourniquet on Oscar’s leg and somehow amidst the mortars that had now found their range. I managed to remove the shrapnel from Tommy and stop the bleeding.”
Katie slowly rubbed my hand as I explained more. Fuck she’s hot.
“It was do or die, and I couldn’t take one and go back a second time. I signaled to Owen to let loose with everything he could throw at the guerilla's position. On the count of three, he stood and let loose, all that he had, one machine gun against three mortar teams. I threw Oscar over my shoulder, grabbed Tommy's radio pack and dragged them couple of hundred yards to safety,” I said.
“Wow, no wonder they talk about you the way they do,” Katie said in amazement.
“What was I expected to do? I couldn’t just leave them to die. No fucking way!”
“So, what happened next?” Katie asked as she leaned forward, interested.
I explained more about how Owen and I received medals for our efforts, and that, at the time, I also saved Owen’s life. He got shot as he covered me, and I had to return back to him after I had carried Tommy and Oscar to safety.
“Your heroics just go on and on. Is there no end?” Katie asked again. She moved around the table and sat next to me like a long-lost best friend.
“Stacey, she was above all medals and was my life. We got married and she became pregnant,” I said, my voice losing steam, “I was on duty at the base when I received the call from the hospital. There had been complications, and Stacey was in serious trouble. By the time I reached the hospital, she was gone.” My throat felt like it was about to close. “I was lucky Emmy survived. I then put in for the cadet training so I could look after her, and that’s my whole story.”
“Wow,” said Katie. She placed her hand on my thigh.
I looked at Katie and thought of how long it had been since I’d had sex. It was before Emmy was born. And when I looked at her, I had similar feelings, like I had when I met Stacey for the first time. But the Admiral’s daughter? Come on.
“I think you’d better sit back on your side of the table, Katie,” I said.
“If you say so. But you know you don’t really want me to,” she grinned as she slipped back to her side of the table.
“So, what’s your story then?” I asked Katie.
“For a start, I’ve never killed anyone or saved someone's life. I’m just an average girl. But, I do love babies!” she said as she smiled.
“There must be more to you than that?” I asked. “An Admiral’s daughter and a wild child. What is that all about?” I leaned on the table as curiosity filled me.
“Okay, I will try and spice it up. I’ve been in trouble a couple of times and have had to use my dad's name to get out of it. It was nothing bad, and not really me, more of the company I kept,” she said as she asked for the menu. “I’m top of my classes, and the wild child thing is…. well, that you will have to find out for yourself!” Her eyes pierced me.
“I’m sure there is more to you than you’re saying, and you can fill me in another time, okay?” I ordered a coffee and a banana split for Katie.
“Hey, I just thought, if you want a babysitter any time, I can come on over and sit for you if you like,” she said as she leaned over the table excited.
“I’m not so sure that is such a good idea. You know, with your dad being the Admiral and all that,” I replied, lying through my teeth.
She had a bad reputation, and I couldn’t chance that around Emmy. Not until I knew for sure what the little tart was up to.
“Bah, that is just an excuse. You know you want me to, and that way you can get closer to me,” she added as she leaned over the table and showed her perfect cleavage.
She was right; her body was just so God-damn perfectly formed. Her breasts looked so damned inviting. Her eyes shone into me and made me aroused.
The waitress arrived and I sipped on my coffee. I watched as Katie dipped into her banana split, and I sensed what was coming.
Please no, don’t do it.
Katie took her full banana and slowly slipped it into her mouth, using it like a guy’s attachment. Then she fixed her eyes on mine as the banana slowly vanished into her naughty mouth, and ran her hand softly over her breast.
God damn it, Katie. You know that’s making me so horny.
“Do you have to do that in public?” I said, glancing around at the other customers. Luckily none of them noticed that Katie was trying to flirt with me, more than obviously.
“Ah, so you enjoy watching me do it? And do you wish it was you?” She wiped her mouth and laughed.
“It is no wonder you have a bad reputation. You’re such a troublemaker,” I said as I smiled.
Although Katie seemed like a handful, and I could only sympathize with the Admiral, I sensed she was playing and that it was not the real her. Maybe she was influenced by the others at college, or by the sort of guys she ended up with.
“Changing the subject, why are you always attracted to those jerks, like Peter?” I asked.
“Maybe I like a challenge, and maybe you are my new challenge. I know you’re attracted to me in a big way,” she said. She smiled and winked at me.
“Well, no matter how much you try to tempt me, there is no way anything is going to happen!” I answered with a wink.
“Even more of a challenge, and what a nut to crack! This will be fun,” Katie replied, bitting her bottom lip, arousing my cock.
“No comment.”
“Cam, you know nothing, you should never judge a book by its cover,” she laughed.
“I know all that, but just look at the picture you portray,” I explained in an authoritative tone.
I watched as Katie slid her jacket back to bare her shoulders. She pushed her chest forward and ran her hands down her curves.
“So, you don’t like the cover of this book?” she asked.
“I never said I didn’t like what I saw, but what about how people look at you?”
“Cam, I will tell you a secret, are you ready?” she asked as she leaned forward, still slightly dizzy from her previous alcohol consumption.
“Go on, shoot,” I said. I leaned towards her.
“Don’t listen to everything you hear about me,” she said. “If you want to know, you can hear it directly from me.”
I had the devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other; they were busy arguing amongst themselves and I was stuck in the middle. I had one voice saying… no, don’t go there, she's a lot of trouble and the other voice was saying, come on Cam, it has been a long time since you have felt the touch of a woman.
I was being pushed and pulled by both sides. My mind wasn’t really with it. I finished my coffee and glanced around the burger joint. My eyes nearly popped out of my head; it was 1 am in the morning and Mrs. Hyndley was still with Emmy.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
“We should get going, look at the time,” I said. I asked for the bill.
I had become so engrossed with Katie, I had lost track of time. I wouldn’t do it again. The promise I had made to myself could so easily be broken if Katie was around and
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
We left the diner and headed off back into the direction of the base.
“Cam?” Katie said as she slumped in the seat.
“What?” I replied. I tried hard to focus on the road.
“Have you enjoyed yourself since we left the party?” Katie asked turning to me.
“I have had a very good time. I have left Emmy longer than I wanted,” I said. I stepped on the gas.
“It's not all bad. You had time to spend with me, so we got to know each other,” Katie said as she looked at me with her wanting eyes.
I glanced back at Katie and could see she had started to fall asleep. “God, Katie, I knew you’d be nothing but trouble,” I murmured to myself.
Chapter 6
Katie
I managed to sneak into the house without alarming Dad as I entered. Cam had dropped me home at 1.40 am, and I had fallen asleep as soon as I hit the bed.
I had woken at 9 am to the sound of Dad as he closed the car door and reversed out of the driveway. I headed downstairs and saw the note he had left me on the kitchen counter. He had gone to play golf, the letter said.
I wandered around the house and realized how boring Saturday mornings really are if you remain home. I had no urge to watch the TV, and I had already washed the car on Friday. I wandered into Dad’s bedroom and walked out onto his balcony.
As I stood on the balcony, I looked toward the top of the street and could just make out that Cam’s car was at home. I decided to have a shower and go pay him a visit to thank him for last night.
I walked towards the top of the street, up the driveway to Cam's small home. I knocked on the door and expected him to answer within a couple of minutes. I knocked again and listened with my ear to the door.
Come on, Cam. Open your door.
My heart sank a little and I decided to leave, when suddenly I heard noises from the rear of his house. I walked around, opened the side gate and entered the backyard. As I walked around the corner, I could see him moving patio pavers. I lowered one into place and stood while he stretched his shoulders. I could see his muscled body as it glistened in the sun covered in sweat.
