"Have a good day mam," Dexter said as the last customer of the day took hold of the papers detailing the vacation house she rented. She didn't even bother to respond as she hurried off. Dex watched her as she walked off. He chanted some curse in his head so that she would be just as annoyed as he was now. Dexter sat back down at his desk. In his mid-twenties and fresh out of college it felt like he was already having a midlife crisis. He adjusted the collar of his too tight suit that seemed to cling to his arms. A lot of women, and some men, eyed the sight of his muscles showing through the fabric with lust filled eyes. He didn't really pay attention to any of them.
"The best part of tourists is that you don't have to see them again," a said as she walked up to his desk. She was staring after the departing woman with equal intensity as well. Despite not being the object of the other woman's ire, she was probably chanting equal if not greater curses. Dexter turned his gaze to look at the woman who spoke. Her name was Elizabeth. Most people called her Liz but Dex liked her actual name so he always used that. She had dark auburn hair that hugged her head tight now but was about shoulder length when let loose. Her and Dex were both salespeople renting vacation rentals but Elizabeth was next up for promotion. This worked for Dex since he was going back to school after the summer and she was quite a bit older than him so she needed the promotion more.
"The worst part about tourists is there is always one to replace them," Dex responded disheartened. He was cheering up already. Just speaking to Elizabeth did that to him.
She laughed at that. "Too true I suppose."
When she laughed Dex always smiled. It was a more hopeful smile these days. Before nothing could happen between them due to her being married. Now though, she was estranged from her husband. Strangely, Elizabeth wouldn't tell him why. Usually they told each other everything.
"Can you two stop flirting and help me clean," Their manager called out. Her name was Tina and she and Elizabeth were close friends despite being polar opposites in personality. Both had grew up in the area but where Elizabeth was a more reserved homebody Tina was an outgoing country girl.
"I'm coming," she said back to the fake-irritated coworker. "Not that you could handle me anyway," she covertly whispered to Dex under her breath.
"Ha you'd enjoy it so much you would come back for more and more and more," Dex responded even softer than Elizabeth. She laughed again. When she reached Tina to help with her cleaning the office, the manager said something to Elizabeth. Elizabeth took on a false expression of shock with her mouth open before they bother burst out laughing. They both watched Dex as he went about his business.
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Elizabeth openly watched Dexter while cleaning with Tina. Ever since the incident with her husband she came to rely on Dex more and more for comfort. He was the buoy she clung to in the storm always holding her up but never trying to make her go a different direction. She caught Tina watching her watching Dex.
"Just do him already." Tina sighed slightly irritated. "That way you can get it out of your head."
"I can't yet. You know that Tina."
Tina rolled her eyes. She thought Elizabeth hadn't noticed her mistake. Yet, Elizabeth had realized what she said as soon as it left her mouth. Yesterday it was I can't and today I go an add a yet onto the end of it, Elizabeth thought to herself. She thought about that as the finished though the rest of their tasks.
After the store was closed, Elizabeth and Dexter were walking out of the building to their cars. They always parked in the back. They pretended it was to save room for customers but no one would believe them. Not when they walked as they were tonight. Elizabeth seemed especially excited today. Maybe it was the talk with Tna earlier. As she was thinking that they walked close to each other. Every time their skin touched it seemed to be like it was him hitting a pressure spot. Now came her favorite part of the day. She reached down and turned the radio on. Their usual habit was standing there talking with the wind from the beach blowing around them. The DJ was wrapping up her talking when a song she knew too well over the years came over the speakers. "This is my song! It has my name in it." Elizabeth hadn't heard this song in years. With it came memories of a simpler time. A time where she didn't have a stupid husband who tried to cheat on her while she knew it. A simpler time when the man in front of her would have been in the back seat of her car with her on top of him giving the shocks a run for their money. That wouldn't happen not
Yet
.
"This was a song from my younger more attractive days." She had turned away from him so she couldn't see his reaction, and so he couldn't quite see what was going on.
"Come on now" She saw his face in her mind. "You may have been younger but you are for sure more attractive now." He didn't lie to her. They both knew of the age gap. He didn't seem to care. She found she cared less. She heard the sounds of Dexter settle against the car.
"Not what I expected. I knew your song would be classic Rock but I didn't think it would be this."
"I used to dance to this." I was quite good at it too.
"How good?" Elizabeth could feel a sudden tension in his voice.
"Tell me when I'm done," She replied. He settled down more against the car. She wasn't sure he could see as she started unbuttoning the front of her shirt.
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Whatever Dex was expecting it wasn't what he imagined as her hips started moving. The moment his eyes latched onto Elizabeth's round butt start moving all words, all train of thought, and his entire mind trailed off. He watched as her ass moved back and forth. Without warning she bent over and put her hands on the car door. All he could do was image going behind her and taking her. When his mind finally unscrambled enough to try to reach out and touch, she whirled around to face him.
"No touch, just watch."
She had unbuttoned the front of her shirt down to her navel, exposing the white bra and the cleavage behind it. Now her upper body swayed to the beat of the music while her lower half swayed to the opposite. Her hand had gone behind her head to push her windswept hair over her eyes. Every time the white of the bra flashed between the white of the shirt his heart beat a little faster. His eyes followed as one hand moved down the side of her head to go into her shirt. As the song went on the flashes of bra got longer and longer as her hand pushed the fabric apart. He yanked his eyes away from the breast to her eyes. There was desire in her eyes. Desire with a hint trepidation. Though the desire was quickly taking over White teeth shown where she was biting her lip. After a long moment where Dexter tried to take everything in at once her eyes closed and she twirled back around. Her ass started swaying harder when the song came to a crescendo. Dexter was so focused on the that round firm part of her body he missed that her hands were slowly moving down her front bringing the white straps down with them.
