A Weekend Affair by Noelle Vella

Author:Noelle Vella [Vella, Noelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Carl

It was a quiet ride back to Hilton Head, South Carolina. Diego didn’t say anything more on the eighty-minute drive because he was being his usual elusive self; nothing new when it came to women. I had a feeling Shell’s friend would end up being yet another casualty in a long line of what I called “hit-it-and-quit-it chicks.” My friend was famous for meeting a woman, sexing her, and cutting her off at the drop of a hat, especially if she seemed to start catching feelings. This had been a pattern with Diego throughout all the years I’d known him; he always kept women at arm’s length, and when they seemed to get too close, poof, they were gone like yesterday’s trash.

I guess that’s why the arrangement between Diego and his old standby, Ricki, had worked out so well for him; he was in complete control. Ricki was young; young enough, in fact, to be Diego’s daughter. And he had her trained like a child. Or better yet, a puppy. He said jump and didn’t have to say how high because she already knew. At times, I actually felt sorry for her, because although Diego was my best friend, ole boy was clearly taking advantage of her. I wanted to chalk it up to her being young and dumb, but then again, he was breaking her off with money and other gifts. Maybe the situation worked for her too.

Ricki’s dilemma made me think of the young lady that I recently shared a bed with. Shell also appeared to be in a situation that she had no control over; a cheating husband who had apparently moved on with another woman, and yet she had no means to escape the marriage. Yeah, she had a temporary furlough for the weekend, but from what I gathered, that motherfucker could potentially make her life a living hell once she got back.

During the silence on the ride to Hilton Head, I thought back to the few minutes I spent with Shell before Diego and I left.

Shell was asleep wearing nothing but an Atlanta Falcons football jersey. I hadn’t been with another woman in almost twenty years, seventeen of those married. But now that I no longer considered myself married, all bets were off. I had to admit, I didn’t feel one ounce of guilt whatsoever over what happened with Shell. Betrayal will do that to you. And the fact that that was some good-ass pussy made it all the better. Tight, juicy, sweet. Damn. My mouth was watering just from thinking about it.

I’m a man who’s used to getting what I want, and I wanted another taste of Shell. Even though she was asleep, I didn’t think she would mind if I helped myself. I moved closer to her, sliding my hand between her legs, gently massaging her clit. She began to moan softly, her legs parting as if inviting me in. One finger entered her moist folds, while my thumb continued to stimulate her clit.

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