Seduction and Snacks by Tara Sivec & Madison Seidler

Author:Tara Sivec & Madison Seidler [Sivec, Tara & Seidler, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B008AZTUU8
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

13. Quivering Loins

For the next couple of hours I stared at Claire’s ass – er, I mean watched her work and chatted with her when she had a few seconds.

I also became a proud member of Team P.O.R.N. when I managed to throw a ping pong ball that ricocheted off of T.J.’s head and hit Claire in the tits. There was talk of making me the team captain after that one. Claire told me I really knew how to handle my balls, and I started to wonder if I was turning more than a little pervy by the fact that it turned me on whenever she said "balls."

I wonder what it would take to get her to say "cock?"

T.J. walked by just then, untying his apron and stowing it under the bar. I probably should have felt a little jealous at the fact that he was a good looking guy and he got to be in close proximity to Claire all the time, but watching them interact just made me laugh. They were like brother and sister with the way the shoved each other, threw insults back and forth and tattled to anyone who would listen. As a result, I decided I liked T.J. and I didn't have to kill him.

"Hey, T.J., do me a favor. Get Claire to say ‘cock’ and I'll give you twenty bucks."

"Deal," he said automatically before turning away from me.

All of the patrons were gone and Claire had just switched on the "closed" sign and was in the process of walking back from the front door.

"Hey, Claire, remember that one guy who came in here a few months ago, smacked your ass and called you Cutie Claire? What was it you called him?"

"A cocksucker," she replied distractedly as she got back behind the bar and began organizing bottles.

With a dreamy smile on my face, I slid a twenty across the bar to T.J. and he walked away. This was going to be a beautiful friendship. If he could get her to say, "Fuck me hard Carter," I might buy him a pony.

T.J. said good-bye and walked out the door while Claire finished straightening up. After a few minutes, she came around the corner of the bar and sat down next to me on a stool.

"You look exhausted," I told her as she rested her chin in her hand and let out a sigh.

"Is that a nice way of telling me I look like shit?" she teased.

"Absolutely not. If you looked like shit, I'd tell you. I would also tell you if the jeans you're wearing make your ass look big, if something you cooked tasted like it came from the bottom of my shoe or if a joke you told was not funny at all."

"Wow, that's very kind of you," she said with a laugh.

"It's what I do."

We sat there for several minutes just looking at each other. None of this seemed real yet. I couldn't believe she was sitting here in front of me.

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