HEATHER

A simple, slower paced romantic story to offset all of my fast paced, multi character stories. Names are based on what suits the character, may have been used in other stories, writer's discretion and are not based on anyone I know.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned are done so without permission or endorsement, this is a work of fiction.

My name is Jeff, I am 34 years old, 6' with short black hair, athletic body and am currently single thanks to a recent, disastrous break up. My ex Brenda and I were together 5 years, had been friends for 6 years, and then all of a sudden, for no good reason, she cheated, lied, and said hurtful things on her way out. Out of the relationship, out of our apartment, and out of town. Just gone. I own a small business, inherited from my parents when they took early retirement and sold all three of their businesses to my sister Jamie and I for $3. Yes, three dollars or one dollar each. Jamie manages the hair and nail salon, I manage the retail store, and we share responsibility for a packing and shipping store but let our cousin Tia run it. My store is a hybrid of grocery and dollar style retail. Closer to a variety store, we have quite literally a wide variety, try to keep prices fair, focus on keeping things stocked, clean, and go out of our way to provide personal customer service. Jamie, Tia and I work hard, take care of our customers and employees, give back to the community, and I think we have a good life.

Jamie is a year older than me, 35, happily married with an 18 year old daughter named Hayley, who is my favorite niece. My only niece, and definitely my favorite. Once she turned 15, she talked me into a job. I gave her as many hours as labor laws would allow, and when she turned 18, because she deserved it, I gave her keys and responsibility that she earned and deserves. Because I train my managers well, they train the employees well, and Jamie, Tia and I believe a happy employee is a productive employee, we have very little turnover. So when it occurs, we take our time finding the right replacement. Most of our life, mom and dad have told Jamie and I that everything happens for a reason.

It never made sense to me, until today.

Today I finally understand that saying.

It was my morning to open the store. While I have a manager, assistant manager and a cashier slash customer service manager, I still open, close, and put in at least 50 hours a week. Any business owner will agree that the best way to make sure things run smoothly and correctly is to work right alongside the staff. This morning, once the store was open, I never saw it coming, had no idea, clue or warning. My cashier manager, Janice, nervously handed me her resignation and said she had gotten an offer closer to her home and thanked me for everything. She promised to give me two weeks, a third if necessary, and I promised to sit down with her this afternoon, tomorrow at the latest. With a lot on my mind suddenly, I took the deposit and a package that needed to be mailed, planning to go to the bank, post office, then do my comps, or comparisons.

Comparisons in retail means going to competitor stores and checking prices, stock levels, promotions, sales and more. Every retail store does it, most restaurants, even gas stations do it, it's a real thing. I finished at the bank and was in line at the post office when a tall blonde at the counter seemed to be having difficulty sending a small package. I was looking at social media pictures of my sister's cat, wondering who I could find to replace Janice, and didn't hear most of the conversation, but when the clerk got loud, the blonde whined "Why? I don't understand. Who doesn't accept cash?" I put my phone away, smiled at the nice older woman in line behind me, and heard the clerk say she didn't make the rules, then asked the blonde to step aside.

I decided to try to diffuse and help.

It was nothing more than how my parents raised me. I don't have children, but my niece Hayley is like a daughter to me and I try to teach her kindness and compassion. I stepped forward, gently touched the blonde's arm, and she looked at me. Our eyes met, there was an absolute spark between us, and we stared into each other's eyes until the rude clerk said "Hello? The Dating Game got canceled. I have a line here." I handed the clerk my credit card, the blonde gasped, and the clerk said "Whatever" and used it. I handed her the package my store needed to be mailed, accepted my card and the blonde's receipt, then with my hand on her back, we walked outside. I don't know how it happened. Maybe closeness, chemistry, fate, or coincidence, but we were suddenly in each other's space, sort of holding each other, the blonde was blushing and I was nervous. She stopped, started and stuttered three times before saying "Heather" and I replied "Jeff." Still crowding each other, both of us were nervous, she tried to give me cash, too much cash, I declined, then she asked "How can I repay your kindness?" I just smiled and said "You don't have to."

She was nervous and so was I. We parted, she tried twice to say something, and I stared at her as she moved then stood several feet away by her SUV struggling to make some kind of decision. Heather was 5' 11" with long, light blonde hair, an absolutely beautiful face, bright blue eyes, a fit, toned, shapely but athletic body and an incredible smile. Even in simple jeans, a red polo shirt that seemed sort of familiar, and a white zip hoodie she was beautiful and had my full attention. I smiled at her, she exhaled, seemed to make a decision, sort of waved, then got into her suv and drove off. I sighed. It wasn't meant to be. I drove to Food Lion, did my comp, even bought a pastry. Most of the managers know each other, including me, and I chatted with Dave near the service desk for a moment, then drove to WalMart. Once I finished my comp, I drove to two more grocery stores before stopping at a large, well known, regional grocery store. I was finishing my comp when I heard a customer berating a cashier quite harshly. It wasn't my problem, but I can tell you, customers are NOT always right, can be nasty, and don't like to admit their mistakes.

I moved closer, and suddenly it became my problem because Heather was the cashier nervously taking the abuse. And her manager stood there doing nothing about it. I was suddenly mad, not just because Heather seemed sweet and nice, but because her manager just stood there allowing the tirade to continue way past what was acceptable. I moved closer, Heather spotted me, blushed, her eyes went wide, she shook her head to me, but I exhaled, brushed past her idiot manager, then asked her "Are you willing to trust me?" Heather blinked, the angry customer snapped "Uh, excuse me. We're in the middle of something here." I said "No we're not. Just because he has no balls, I do, and you will not talk to my friend like that any longer." Heather gasped "Friend?" then held me and said "Yes. I'll trust you." I said "Get your things, clock out, and don't look back. I promise you something better." The manager whined "Excuse me" but I faced him and said "There's no excuse for you. Unless you want me to call corporate, and trust me you don't, you will pay Heather for any personal time, vacation and anything else you owe her. I will have my attorney and accountant verify that you did." The manager gulped, hurried away, and Heather gasped to the rude woman "You're not very nice."

The rude woman chased the manager asking "Hey. where are you going?"

Heather refused to let go of me or let me out of her sight as she shoved everything from her locker into a reusable store bag, hugged a confused coworker, clocked out, then asked me outside the store "What just happened?" I said "You just got a better job and made a friend." Heather sighed, tensed, blinked, muttered something, then stood there nervous and blushing. As the owner, with everyone so well trained and trusted, I was in no rush to get back to the store, so I asked Heather "Do you want to go get coffee or a bite? Take a minute to think and talk about the job I want to offer you?" She asked "Are you for real? Is this real?" I pulled out my business card, she seriously studied it, then with a deep sigh she asked "How about Dunkin over on Third? Can we have coffee there? I know you were being nice and sort of rescued me, but I just lost a dumb job that barely noticed me or the 13 years I suffered there."

I didn't mean to, but I gasped "You were still a cashier after 13 years?"

Heather inhaled, blinked rapidly, then got in her car. I stood there feeling bad for being so insensitive when she drove away just as my phone sounded with a text. A text from an unknown number that said "That wasn't nice" and was sort of signed with an "H." I replied "I'm sorry" and was on my way to Dunkin when I got a text that said "Don't text an apology, say it in person." I parked next to Heather who was sitting in her vehicle crying. I had every intention of offering her the suddenly vacant CSM or cashier manager position at my store, but she didn't know that. She didn't know me. I went around and knocked on her window, she glanced at me, red faced with tears, and shook her head. I felt terrible, opened her door, and she gasped "No" but took my hand, got out of her vehicle, and we ended up in an embrace. Heather poured herself against me, held me with her arms wrapped around me, and the tears came. I rubbed her back, told her I was sorry, and promised I had a job for her if she wanted it.

Saying that, I felt her body tense against me.

Heather eased back with her arms still around me, stared into my eyes for a long moment, then asked "Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked "Why wouldn't I? It's not your fault that the mail clerk was so rude and dismissive and it certainly wasn't your fault that the customer was so abusive or that your manager was spineless." Heather was breathing deeply, staring into my eyes, and I never saw it coming. She closed her eyes, sighed, then eased in so that our lips met for a soft, warm kiss. It was nice, unexpected, and I held Heather as she let the kiss extend, linger. Then, suddenly, she tensed, eased back, gasped slightly, then asked "Ohh... are you single? I didn't mean to..." I said "I am and thank you, that was nice."

Heather blushed, bit her lip, it was cute, then she asked "You didn't hear me earlier when I sort of asked you to have dinner?" I shook my head then said "I would be honored and yes, I have a position that became suddenly available this morning. I was worried that it might take some time to fill it, but meeting you, I think you're perfect for it." Still holding me, Heather asked very shyly, "Would we be able to... could we...?" I smiled "Go out? Date? I'll have to ask the owner." Heather blinked, stared at me curiously, as I stared past her, then smiled and said "He said yes." She seemed confused and asked "I don't understand? You didn't call anyone, so how do you know?" I smiled and said "Because I am the owner. My sister and I own three local businesses, the store is one of them." Heather blinked, tilted her head, then asked "So do we still want to get coffee?" Her phone rang, a cute ringtone that seemed familiar, and she glared at it then showed me it said "BOSS." I touched her soft hair and said "Breathe."

We were leaning against Heather's SUV now, our bodies close and she had an arm around me as she answered "What?" She had it on speaker and the useless manager from earlier said "Corporate said since you walked out that I can't pay out your time. You're non-rehirable." I said "Listen dipshit, either you fight to get Heather what she deserves or I will have a hiring fair in your parking lot and offer every one of your employees a better wage, more benefits, and that's not to include setting my attorneys and accountants on you." He gasped "You wouldn't" but I continued "I will. Also, everyone has a boss, so I will get my union president and all my vendors involved until we get someone on the phone who listens." The idiot gasped "I'll make some calls" and hung up. Heather was staring at me like she was about to propose, so I took a chance and kissed her lips softly. She sighed, moved so that her body was against mine, slid her hand up around my neck, parted her lips, and moaned into our first real, romantic kiss. It was amazing.

Heather's phone rang again, her idiot former boss, and he said "Corporate agreed to your terms but you're still non-rehirable for walking out. Everything will be in your last check" and he hung up. Heather stared at me, standing between my legs and inches apart. She exhaled then said "I'm 38, divorced, have a 17 year old daughter and stress about everything. Do you really want to get involved with me?" I said honestly "I was concerned about how you were treated and wanted to help you. Now that I have spent time with you, now that we've kissed and held each other, I would like to offer you a job with no strings attached and ask you out, if you like?" Heather sighed, stared at me, asked "Are you sure? Drama seems to find me." I said "I'm sure" and Heather smiled "Okay then, yes to both." I blinked and she laughed, "I'll take the job on one condition, and yes, I'll go out with you, but you have to come to dinner, meet my daughter, and see for yourself what you'll be dealing with." I smiled and she flirted "If you can make it through dinner, I'll think about letting you kiss me." I smiled and Heather held me, sighed "Thank you" then relaxed against me. It was nice.

With a long sigh, Heather said "That wasn't the condition. I don't want to be pawned off to someone who has no investment in a 38 year old single mother with more issues than a magazine." I grinned and asked "Can you even buy a magazine anymore?" Heather stared into my eyes, slowly smiled, then said "I feel like you understand me." I said "As much as possible, I will train you myself or put you with someone I trust with my life." Heather inhaled, blinked, so I said "My niece Hayley is more like a daughter and best friend all in one." Heather asked me "Could we go to your store so I can see it and meet Hayley?" I said "Yes, and if you like, I'll take today off and take you to lunch." Heather was holding my hand, smiling, blushing and saying something about the sun finally shining when it hit me. I said "Hold on a sec" as I let go of her hand, scrolled my phone until I found what I wanted, then called my friend Randy. He answered and I asked "Be careful what you say, I want it to be a surprise, but is that offer still good?"

Randy said "I think so, hold on" and Heather crowded me asking "What are you up to?" I grinned "Possibly the last thing you would ever expect." She smirked and muttered "That seems to be your forte" as Randy said "I can have everything ready in about three hours, say 1pm?" I said "Perfect. I'm bringing my friend..." I stared at Heather then said "Sorry, my girlfriend, and I want her to have the full experience." Randy said "Oh trust me Jeff, she'll never forget it." We hung up and I asked "Do you have boots? You'll need a t-shirt and I have a sweater I can give you." Heather asked "Are you inducting me in a cult? Should I call my daughter and say goodbye?" I asked "How about you trust me?" Heather blushed, puffed out her chest, then said "Yeah, that's how I ended up pregnant." We laughed then she asked "So boots? Hmmm, you didn't mention jeans, just boots and a t-shirt huh?" I smiled and Heather asked "So why don't I go get changed, get my will out of my safe, tell my mom I love her, and meet you at your store?" I laughed "I like you" and she sighed "Yup, that's exactly how I got pregnant" and she just got into her suv and drove away.

Okay then. Shy but sassy. Nice.

I texted her the name and address of my store, and a few moments later she replied "I know it's a waste of words, but I'm trusting you." I sent "I will prove that I deserve it." I was parked and walking into my store when she replied "You are definitely not boring." The funny thing is, Brenda thought I was, and to be honest, aside from work, I rarely do anything fun. I found my manager Kelly, and talked to her for a few minutes about the store. When I told her what was going on with Heather, Kelly said "I know that guy, Ralph, what a loser." I went up front to find Hayley counting tills and hugged her, told her I loved her, and she asked "Enough to buy me a car?" I smiled and said "You know I'll do it, so why the clever question?" She sighed "Mine is junky and mom says you love me more than her." I grinned and Hayley sighed then said "She's just mad that..."

I looked to see the reason Hayley had stopped talking mid-sentence was Heather standing there with a pretty younger version of herself. She introduced her as Brooke and I asked Hayley "Why don't you take your new sister to lunch" as I handed her a couple of $20's. Brooke said to Heather "You weren't joking mom. He's got your weird sense of humor." Heather said "My turn to say, I like you" and I smiled. Still in the same jeans, cute girl boots and a SAVING JANE t-shirt. I couldn't help myself, I sighed "Wow." Heather blushed, stepped closer, and asked "Wow? Wait until I fix my hair and wear a skirt?" I asked "Can you let me know ahead of time so I can have the ambulance on standby?" Heather blinked rapidly, gave something serious thought, then exhaled slowly before taking my hand in hers and asking "How about a tour?" Conversation came easily, her eyes took everything in as we walked, she met several of my employees, including Kelly who said "Damn girl, what are you doing with this loser?" Heather laughed "I'm his overdue upgrade" and Kelly said "Damn Jeff, touchdown and a home run" as she walked off.

We were back up front and Heather took everything in, then asked "Before the secret fun takes place, is there any paperwork?" I handed it to her and she blinked then asked "So all of this is real?" Janice had been using a computer nearby, came closer, then said "This is the best job I've ever had and Jeff is like family. This store is his baby, so if he's willing to hire you and date you, well, you must be something special." Heather inhaled, looked at me, then just started filling out the paperwork. I looked at my watch. Almost 11:30am. I asked "Heather, would you mind filling that out then giving it to Janice? If the girls come back and Brooke has no plans, tell Hayley she can take Brooke to my house and hang out while we're gone. Is that okay with you?" Heather whispered "Do you just trust everyone. Are you really this nice?" I smiled and said "Yes to both." Heather was still staring at me when I went to the office to get a couple of things done.

As I did some paperwork and used the computer, I called Jamie who laughed "I already got the full download from Hayley. You know, my daughter who likes you better than me?" I laughed then asked "Can you and Rob be at the house by 6 for dinner?" Jamie said "Absolutely. I have to meet this one, see if she's as amazing as everyone says she is." I smiled then Jamie asked "Is it true you punched Ralph when he called her stupid?" I said "Not even close, but let that rumor circulate, It's a good one." Jamie asked "Dinner in or out?" I said "Let's see what happens. I'll ask Heather what she wants." Jamie whistled then said "Now I have to meet her. Love you, bye" and she hung up. I finished what I needed to, went up front, and found Heather, Kelly, Janice and my assistant manager Leo standing there looking at pictures on Heather's phone. I was curious, and Leo said "In a million years you wouldn't believe this Jeff." Heather was all smiles as she handed her phone to Janice and everyone continued looking at whatever the pictures were. Heather asked "So... you like wrestling?"

I stood there blinking and trying to concentrate.

It took several seconds for my brain to refire, then I asked "You like WWE?" Heather said "I've been to 37 live events including 17 RAW's, 15 SMACKDOWN's, 2 pay per views, now called premium live events, and a few house shows." I had to sit down. In Janice's small office, what would soon be Heather's, I sat down and asked "You know how you keep asking me if this is for real?" Heather tilted her head then asked "Do you watch reality shows?" I nodded, she asked "Play videogames?" I nodded, she stared into my eyes then said "Here comes the dealbreaker. Do you prefer attention or space?" I held my arms open, Heather seemed unsure considering we were in the office of a store, sat on my lap tentatively, held me and sighed. I said "The only thing I like more than giving attention is receiving it." Heather kissed me softly then whispered "I absolutely love attention, but FAIR WARNING VAN HALEN, the more you give me, the more you get." Kelly peeked in, smiled, came in to hand Heather her phone, then said "You couldn't have wished and gotten half as lucky as you did meeting her." Heather and I both sighed as Kelly said "So you should get going if you're going to grab lunch before you take her to..."

I hissed "SHHH" and Kelly smiled as she left the small office. Heather was holding me and asked "You really are this nice? This is you?" I nodded and she sighed then asked "Should we go?" We stopped at the desk, I gave Heather the store logo pullover sweater that Janice had gotten out for me, herded everyone back to work, then held Heather's hand to my car. I stopped and asked "Oh, what about Brooke and Hayley?" Heather smiled "Besties already, no joke. I did like you asked but Hayley said to remind you that you were buying her a car." I smiled and ignored the funny looks Heather gave me as we drove through town and to Randy's. The further from the city we got, the more talkative Heather was, especially as we discussed WWE and the new shorter seasons of SURVIVOR. When we pulled into the dirt complex, Heather was suddenly quiet as she just silently took everything in. Besides having a full motocross dirt track, mud bogs and various other mudding stuff, the ATV trails were why I had brought Heather here. I could only guess or assume, but I would bet no one had ever taken her ATV riding or muddin'.

With sparkling eyes, Heather said "I feel like you get me."

We ate a light lunch at the snack bar slash restaurant, Heather bought a cute pink camo hat, we held hands, then Ryan came up and said "Damn Jeff, you undersold it. She's beautiful." I laughed "She's okay" and Heather smacked my shoulder then laughed "He traded up, what else is there to say?" Ryan stared at us then asked Heather "Have you ever ridden one of these?" She smiled and said "Several times. I have a snowmobile at my father's cabin." I sighed then for the next three hours Heather and I had a blast both on and off the trails. When we finally parked the ATV's, Heather stood there caked in mud and asked "Wanna come home with me sailor?" I said "Absolutely" and then we stared at my car. Heather asked "So yeah, now what?" I blinked "Uh, hmmm... I didn't think this through." Heather asked "So, about all this trust you keep asking me to give you?" I waited as Heather stepped closer, tilted her head, then said "Please don't twist my words?" I nodded and she whispered "Since we know where the girls are, what if we went to my house, took two or three showers, called my cousin who just happens to detail cars, wash these clothes, and then go from there?"

I stared into Heather's eyes past the mud and asked "Assuming nothing and with all the respect you deserve, what would I wear after the shower?" Heather blushed, even with all the mud and dirt, stared into my eyes saying nothing, so I smiled and said "I think it's a great idea." Heather exhaled, said "Thank you", I nodded, then she asked "But seriously, just triple checking, we're getting into your really nice car like this?" I said "I really didn't think past how much fun it would be to go riding." Heather said "Clearly I'm going to be the brains of this operation." I laughed and asked "Oh really? What is my purpose then?" Heather laughed, "The eye candy of course." I stood there as Heather walked off, as best she could with mud caked everywhere, then came back with two handfuls of black trash bags. She said "Ryan said to tell you that you're punching above your weight." I said "For sure" and she smiled at me. Even with the trash bags spread out, whoever cleaned and detailed my car was going to want double the fee at least. Heather was very talkative the entire ride back, asked me to go through a drive through, and it was cute how she fed me and held my drink so I could sip it as I drove.

We were close to the city when I said "I believe in being honest. Where are you with that?" Heather said "My ex treated me well, that's why I'm not closed off, but he just couldn't get with the parenting thing. It sucked raising Brooke by myself, but for the most part I did it and we're almost there. She graduates next Spring and she isn't pregnant or in jail, we're not homeless, so I call that a win." I smiled and said "I'm glad we met and for the first time in a while I'm happy." Heather was breathing deeply, staring at me, holding my cup so I could drink, and we drove until Heather asked "So can I be honest?" I nodded and then said "Yes. Please?" Heather stared out the windshield for several blocks now that we were back in the city, then said without looking at me "Can you not make comments or be a guy when we get back to my house? Just let it happen?" Wow. My heart was pounding because besides being beautiful, fit and sexy, she was relationship material. Sex or not, and trust me, I wanted to have sex with her, but sex or not, I really wanted long term.

So with a smile I said "Yes."

Heather used my phone through bluetooth to call the girls, told them we would be there in a couple of hours, and then I told Hayley that her mom and dad would be joining us for dinner. Heather stared at me as the girls both said "PIZZA" and I sighed "Maybe" and Heather ended the call. Following Heather's directions, I parked in her driveway. She said "We need to get my SUV at some point" and I nodded as we got out of the car and she said "Okay, so here's the plan." She called her cousin named Eddie who promised my car would be clean in about an hour and he would put the keys in the mailbox. Oddly neither he nor Heather discussed the cost or payment. At Heather's back door, she said "Okay, as I was saying, once we step inside and I lock the door, we'll strip and the clothes go right into the washer." I grinned, Heather blushed, then she poked my chest and boldly said "Whatever happens other than a shower after we undress and put these filthy clothes in the wash is on you, so make good choices."

To be completely honest we were both down to our underwear, my briefs and her lacy yellow lingerie, before things became awkward. Heather exhaled, put both of her hands on my chest, stared into my eyes, then asked "Do you want this to happen?" I blinked and she said "We connected, we get along, I see this being long term. We had a great day together, you've treated me with respect, so stop thinking and make your decision because I'm 38, lonely, frustrated, and if I'm honest, I'm in the mood." I gently, slowly pulled her right bra strap down, Heather did her best fake yawn, then asked "Is that the best you've got?" I smiled and asked "How about we go straight to nuclear?" Heather seemed confused, until I pulled my underwear down to reveal my hard cock. Yeah. She went from reserved to excited as she hurried to strip off her own lingerie and shoved it into the washer. She snatched my underwear from me, put them in the washer, added GAIN, and started the load. Heather stared into my eyes as her hand grasped my hard cock, she said "Let's take this to the bedroom."

So we did.

Well, the bathroom actually.

We were standing in her bathroom while she ran the shower to get warm water when we held each other and kissed. She breathed in my ear "Does it make sense for me to be nervous while asking you not to be nervous?" I said "Yes." I didn't realize I was trembling with excitement and anticipation until Heather asked me "What's wrong? Do you want to wait? Is it too fast?" I shook my head and said "It's not that." Heather gently guided me into the shower with her, our bodies were touching repeatedly, consistently, and I was the hardest I can ever recall being. Heather was kissing me, touching me, rubbing me, I was on overload, wanted to fuck her so badly, my brain was filled with thoughts of turning her inside out, and Heather gasped deep and loud. Her hands held my sides, she stared nervously into my eyes, and I was worried. For no reason. Heather stopped and started three or four times before she finally asked "You want to fuck me? You want to turn me inside out?" I froze. Did she read my mind? Did I say it out loud? It didn't matter because Heather shocked me to my bones, to my core, like no woman ever had.

She touched my face, rubbed her fit body against mine, and breathed "No one has ever wanted me like that. It's scary and exciting and I think... I think... I want you to fuck me." I tried to be gentle, but I grabbed Heather, pushed her back against the wall of her shower, pressed my raging cock against her wet lips then just shoved myself deep inside her tight, hot pussy. Heather gasped and moaned as I sank balls deep inside her then just started stroking into her as if she owed the sex to me. We fucked like we've been fucking for months, not like we just met. It was hot, exciting, carnal, and Heather was fully into it. It had been months since I was with a woman and thanks to staying busy, distractions and cold showers, to say the pressure was building quickly is an understatement. My cock pulsed, throbbed, I could feel my own blood pounding and then realized Heather was on the cusp herself.

I was so close and not thinking clearly, so past gritted teeth I grunted...

"Even good girls need to get fucked."

Heather lost control of her own body and had an orgasm, so loud, so intense, so massive it could have been two, maybe three. I exploded with a white flash, suddenly knew the names of all the Vice Presidents, and tasted caramel. I thrust and pumped as it felt like I spewed a quart into Heather who gripped me and shook as if electrified. What happened next was yet another surprise, a really good one. Barely conscious after a much needed, completely excellent orgasm/climax combo, Heather shut off the water, yanked the shower curtain aside, and pushed, pulled and dragged me to her bedroom. Both of us soaking wet, she slid onto her bed, wriggled around, parted her legs, then purred "I haven't had sex in almost two years. We might have to reschedule dinner and call off work tomorrow because this good girl needs to get laid."

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A happy ending for both of them, this could continue if requested, but I think this one stands alone. Thank you for reading.