I was exhausted as I pushed my car door open and headed toward to door of the local Circle K. I'd been working too many hours lately, I decided. Today I'd just pulled an eleven-hour shift and was just now headed home. I glanced down at my watch and groaned when I realized it was after two in the morning. So ok, I just worked more than twelve hours. I shook my head slightly trying to think of where I could've lost that hour. Not that it mattered. Any more I was totally dead on my feet, it didn't even matter if I was just crawling out of bed or not. What made this even worse was I was so tired I never knew what would come out of my mouth. If it wasn't one thing then it was another, but I always ended up embarrassing myself. I swear my mind had shut down about five hours ago and everything coming out of my mouth was somehow twisting itself around and making me sound like the village idiot.
The bells on the door gave a merry little jingle when I pushed my way inside the cool interior of the store. I stopped to turn and glare at the happy noise, but I decided it was too nauseating to be dealt with right then. I glanced over at Bobbie, one of my only friends I had made since moving here, and just shook my head. "I swear that would drive me to kill someone if I had to hear it all night long."
Bobbie just laughed at me. "You poor thing, you were at work all day again weren't you?"
Giving her a look that plainly said "Duh" I walked toward to drinks in the back. I really needed to eat something, but I as I thought about it I decided I was just too tired to even chew. I grabbed my drink and head back up front. I leaned against the counter, totally supporting myself and I shot Bobbie a dark look. "You know, I think I'm finding you just too cheerful right now to stomach," I jested. She knew me well enough by now to just shake her head and call me a poor baby again.
I opened my mouth to come back with some smart-ass remark when those damn bells started singing again. I turn my glare at the door and those damn bells and got a look at who was coming in. I swear all the air in my entire body left on a hiss of appreciation, leaving me feeling light-headed.
Walking in through the door were two men close my age. The first one was tall and slim with dark curly brown hair, but it was the other one that captured my full attention. He was about six-foot one, a good six inches taller than I was. He had on a white T-shirt stretching across his well-built torso and stomach, showcasing the best male body I had seen in quite a long time. He had dirty blond hair, short on the sides and back but long enough on top to pull it back in a pony tail. His face was what had paralyzed my lungs. He had the most piercing blue eyes I had ever seen and his face could only be described as masculine perfection. He had a strong stubborn jaw, high check bones, and a perfect straight nose. In addition, he had eyelashes any woman I knew would kill to have, I know I would have.
As he walked by me heading toward the back of the store where the hot snack foods were kept, he glanced my way and smiled, holding my eyes for a second before looking away. I felt a thrill rush through me and turned, to watch him walk away. With a wicked smile teasing my lips I decided the backside was as nice as the front had been.
Bobbie followed my eyes then started laughing. "And here I thought you were a lesbian. Judging by the look on your face I guess was way off base with that one." She joked quietly.
I tore my eyes away from the "HUNK" and looked back at Bobbie "What did you say?" I'd heard her talking but hadn't understood a word she had said since my mind had shut down the minute he walked through the door. Whatever it was caused her to laugh harder than before. "Okay, what's so funny. Did I miss something here?" I demanded.
She just shook her head, still softly chuckling. "Honey, by the way you were watching him, I bet you didn't miss a single thing about him, including his pant size."
I gave her a dry look. "Ha ha…very funny. So, do you know who he is?" Bobbie glanced in his direction and just smirked. A second later I felt someone move up behind me. How I knew it was him I don't know, but I knew it WAS him. I looked over my shoulder and noticed that he hadn't heard what I'd been asking, he seemed distracted by something. It took me a second to figure out where his eyes appeared to be glued. It seemed I wasn't the only one doing a little butt watching.
His friend jabbed him hard in the ribs, and he jumped, eyes darting up to meet mine. A slight blush stole across his face when he realized I'd caught him staring at my ass. He gave me a slow sexy smile, and I felt my knees go weak. I somehow managed to step to the side, out of their way so Bobbie could take care of their purchases. After everything was bagged up, they walked to the door. He stopped and turned toward me. He gave me one last look then walked out.
I just stood there, feeling hot and cold all over. I fought to draw a deep breath but all the air seemed to have been sucked out of the room. I'd never had a man look at me that way. His eyes had traveled over me with lightening speed but I knew what I'd just seen. Raw desire, plain and simple. Then he had blinked, banking the fire in his eyes, then he was gone.
I gave an all over body shiver then looked back at Bobbie. She stood staring at the place he'd been seconds ago, fanning herself slowly. "Wow, I thought you two were about to spontaneously combust by the way you were looking at each other," she said.
Before I had a chance to say anything in reply, the door opened again. I looked up to find him walking back in and straight up to me. He held his hand out, and I could only respond by doing the same. He took my hand and placed something in my palm, closing my fingers around the object he had placed there.
"Call me sometime." He gave me slow sexy smile then winked. His blue eyes were making all kinds of promises that my body was begging to take him up on. With that, he turned and walked back to the door. He pushed the door open, and stepped out before giving me one last smile over his shoulder.
The door was just closing, when to my absolute horror my mouth opened and two stunning words popped out. "Fuck me." What made these two words even worse was the enthusiasm they were said in! My hand flew up, covering my mouth but it was already too late. I glanced over at Bobbie and could tell by the look on her face that it had come out as badly as I had feared.
He opened the door again and stuck his head back in. "Oh, I plan on that," he told me huskily, then with another sexy smile he turned and disappeared into the night.
By this time, Bobbie was laughing so hard she was holding her sides. Gasping for breath she looked at me, and wiping her eyes said "Only you could turn a saying you use everyday into a proposition." The bad thing was, she was right. In a daze I looked down at my hand and saw I was holding a matchbook. I looked back at Bobbie, then to the door, and joined in with her laughter. It was after all, a time to either laugh or cry.
At home I stripped out of my work clothes to take a hot shower, hoping it would relax me enough so I could sleep. Stepping under the pulsing water I thought about him. I couldn't believe I'd begged him to "Fuck me". Man wouldn't you just know that the first time I'd ever meet a man this gorgeous my run-away mouth had to go and embarrass me.
Shaking my head I slowly ran my soapy hands over my body. My hands cupped my breasts and I closed my eyes, pretending it was his hands playing with my nipples. They beaded against my palms, shooting arrows of heat through my entire system. Biting my lip, I slid my hand down my flat stomach and caressed my smooth pussy lips. I pictured him standing under the water with me, kissing me hungrily, while his hand began to caress my aching mound. Seeing the hunger in his eyes again, I slowly leaned against the wall and began to rub my clit. Biting my bottom lip to contain the moan of pleasure, I imagined his roughened finger flicking my clit before pinching it between his fingers to roll it back and forth. Leaning a little farther back against the shower wall I held my pussy lips farther apart with my other hand. As the water began to hammer down on the throbbing little patch of nerves I imagined it was him, on his knees, his tongue licking me so hard that I began to shake. With my other hand, I slipped a finger deep inside of myself and started to move it in and out, desperately wanting it to his hard cock stroking inside of me. All too soon I was shaking and moaning as bolt after bolt of intense bliss wracked my trembling body.
Slowly making my muscles cooperate, I turned the water off, and stepped out of the shower on legs that felt like rubber. I grabbed my big, body towel and started to rub my body dry. Even with the soft towel, I was still so sensitive that at the slightest touch, I felt the pressure beginning to build in me again. I shook my head as I walked into my room. "Man I'm bad off." I thought.
Sitting on the edge of my bed I looked down at the matchbook lying beside my phone before slowly picking it up. I turned it over in my hand a few times, wondering if I was nuts to even be thinking about calling the hunk from the store. "Should I call or just forget about him?" I asked myself. I knew even as I asked the question that I'd never be able to live with myself if I didn't. I looked at the phone as if it was a snake about to bite me, but I picked up the receiver and slowly dialed the number on the inside of the little matchbook. .
As the phone began to ring I bit my bottom lip. What the hell was I doing? All of a sudden it hit me I had no idea at all what I would I say to him if he was answer. My hand was reaching for the disconnect button when someone answered. After hearing a sexy voice say hello, I swallowed hard and cleared me throat. "Hi, may I speak to Tony?" I was proud of myself for only sounded a little breathless.
