"They lay back in the sweet smelling grass beside the stream and he ravaged her mouth even as he moved in and out of her. He loved the feel of her tightness around him and he took all she had to give while giving back anything..."
Shandi Abbott looked over her mom's shoulder and read the lines from her mom's newest Bad Boys Series. Connor Harris would be one of the most popular from what she had seen from the notes she had read, but it was clear he was not coming along as well as her mother had hoped. "Mom, shouldn't that be, while not giving back anything?" She walked to the fridge and opened it. The juice was just what she needed. It had been a long day and she had skipped both breakfast and lunch due to both the heat and nervousness. She hated job interviews and this sudden heat wave had made it worse by making everyone both irritable and more conscious of how they sweated. It seemed like every place she had gone the air conditioning was broken or just working so hard it failed to work right.
Claudia Abbott rubbed her eyes and looked at the computer screen in front of her. "Oh, now how did I miss that, thanks hon...?" She typed in the missing word. "How did the interviews go?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Shandi drank her juice then refilled the glass and put the empty container in the sink. "They sucked. There much have been a hundred applicants at each place I went." She went to the kitchen table that served as her mother's desk when it suited her. "Where is everyone?"
"The twins are at the pool swimming, Grace went to see her friend Marci, Twyla is spending the night with Karen and Josh, and I have no idea where your father went...I think he told me but..."
"But you were deep in Connor Harris' latest sexual escapade and you didn't hear him...its okay mom, we all understand when you zoom out into the world of bad boys, hot women and fast moving machines." Shandi lit a cigarette and blew a smoke ring up toward the ceiling. "Not that we blame you, Connor and his six brothers have been a part of this family for as long as any of us can remember. Personally, I always preferred Tanner; that was when you had to be more subtle, remember? Tanner always seemed the most romantic of them all."
"Bad boys are not romantic, they are hot and sexy and they help pay the bills." Claudia saved the words on the screen and shut down the computer. "Maybe I should call his cell, see if he'll bring home burgers or pizza for dinner. It's too hot to cook..."
Shandi smiled at her mom's absent minded tone. It was nothing new, just let her mom get working on a new book and she forgot everything Her dad was no different when he was designing a new house or working on one of the old cars scattered around the property. It was no wonder that she and her siblings took advantage of them at moments like that. To make it worse, even when neither of them were doing anything but sitting on the soft together watching television or playing a game of cards, it would never be very long before they looked at each other and made some excuse or another to go to bed early or maybe go for a drive to "talk".
She was glad her parents were still in love with each other, found each other sexually attractive and thrilling, but there were times that she just wanted to vomit and tell them that people over forty shouldn't be so hot for each other's bodies. Or tell them that maybe they should spend a little more time paying attention to their children, all six of them.
"Speaking of how hot it is, I for one am soaked with sweat and I need a shower. "It's a hundred and five out in the shade, and if this heat wave doesn't break pretty soon I will."
Leaving her mom to decide if she was going to call her dad about dinner, or work on Connor Harris more, Shandi went up to her room. Once the door was closed, she began to strip off the lightweight blouse, the skirt, nylons and her short boots. Next was the bra that housed her 44D breasts, and the matching thong. She let her waist length dishwater blonde hair down from the bun that she had needed to reset at least three times during the day, and found her makeup remover. The sparkle of her bright jade green eyes belied how tired and dried out she felt, but when she finally stepped into the lukewarm shower, she let out a happy and contented sigh.
Thank god for air conditioning that worked and water. She felt almost human when she stepped out to towel herself off and wrap one towel around her hair. Going into her room she was mentally wondering if she could talk her folks into making tomorrow a free day, she could make it up once the heat wave broke. A movement on her bed caught her attention and the scream that escaped her throat would have rivaled any horror movie scream she had ever heard.
She was still screaming when her dad, mom and older brother Justin came barreling into the room, which startled her even more and she screamed again. The long, lean well built man lounging on her bed gave a smile and looked as unconcerned as she had ever seen anyone. "What's the big deal sweetheart; you said you preferred me over Connor."
Her mom looked as shocked as Shandi felt and her dad and brother were both wondering how to handle the man who seemed to know both who he was talking to and quite at leisure in the house. Finally her dad spoke, "who the hell are you and how the hell did you get in the house, let alone my daughter's bedroom?"
The man sat up and lit a cigarette before answering. "Tanner Connor and I have no idea, one minute I am getting it on hot and heavy with a gal I met at a bar, and the next here I am, watching this nice set of tits come out of that door toward me. Don't normally go for big girls, but in your case I could make an exception..." His eyes, the color of deep, dark Obsidian moved up and down Shandi's full length and he licked his lips in a way that was both obscene and exciting at the same time. "For that matter I haven't got the foggiest idea where the hell I am, so how about you clue me in and we'll both know."
Shandi looked at her folks and her brother. "This has to be a dream or some massive hallucination right? I mean if I close my eyes, and open them, he will be gone and this will all just be some heatstroke induced hallucination...Justin, you're the pre-med student here, tell me I'm right..."
Her brother looked at her. "How the hell would I know, we haven't gotten this far in our textbooks yet. Maybe it has something to do with the power surge we had a few minutes ago. Maybe we all got some kind of shock and it's scrambled our brains. Try touching him dad, see if he's real..."
When her father hesitated, Shandi sighed. "Oh hell, I'll do it...he's in my room, lying on my bed...maybe you're all just hallucinations for all I know." She clutched the towel to her harder and moved closer to her bed. Tanner or whoever he was grinned harder and she had to swallow back the effect it had on her body and her brain.
"Oh please honey, touch me, I love to have a woman touch me, but should I tell you where you can you can touch me and make sure I am the most real?" His grin turned to a leer and she prodded his denim covered leg. He felt real to her. "Oh honey, a little higher next time, in fact..." He reached out and gripped her wrist and started to pull her hand up higher than his ankle.
Her dad snapped out of whatever fog he was in. "That's enough, I don't know who the hell you are, but that is enough. Justin, go call the police, Shandi you go back in the bathroom and your mother will bring you some clothes. And as for you, Tanner or whatever your name is, you will stay right where you are until the police arrive, understood?"
Tanner shrugged. "No problem, but does she have to get dressed. I like the view from here just fine."
Shandi did as her father told her and a few moments later; her mother appeared with a shirt and shorts. "I didn't bother with underwear, I thought it best if you just get dressed and then come downstairs with me until the police arrive. How did he get in there Shandi, do you have any idea who he might be or where he came from?"
"No, I've never seen him before, but at the same time, he looks familiar." The more she looked at him in fact the more familiar he seemed. As she buttoned up the last button of her shirt, a thought crossed her mind. "Oh hell! It can't be."
Claudia looked at her, "Can't be what Shandi."
She had to be wrong, there was no way it was possible. Going back into her room, she went to her bookcase and ignored the man on her bed, as well as her father and mother. Where was it...? She had been reading it just the other day, and... She found the worn paperback and looked at the front cover. Hell, it was him, or a damn close double. Right down to the rip in his shirt and the small scar that marred his chiseled chin. And those eyes, those damn eyes. They had haunted every erotic dream she had known since she had first began to experience them.
At nineteen, Shandi had always harbored a secret desire for the man on this book cover, a photographer's perfect rendition of her mom's visions of Tanner Harris. She had always found herself comparing every man, every boy she had met against him, and always found them lacking. Now, she was seeing him in the flesh, or whatever he was and she had no idea how he had come to life as he had.
Justin came back into the room. "Sorry dad, I can't get a hold of the police, all the cell service in the city is affected by the power surge and the company says it might be hours before we can get through. The landline, computer, cable and such are all out as well." He pressed a button his phone and turned on the speaker so they could all hear the voice repeating what he had said. "We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause, be assured we are doing all we can to restore service as soon as possible..."
