Free Second Chances by Evan Grace Page B

trying to figure out why the little girl was so clingy to her all of a sudden.
    She shook her head and went back to the present as she walked back into her room to get dressed. The get together was a casual event, but she wanted to look nice for Dustin.
    Stacy grabbed one of Dustin’s favorite dresses out her out of the closet. It was knee length with a flowy skirt. It was a deep red with big multi-colored flowers all over it. The bodice was form-fitting with built-in cups that pushed her breasts up and out. The halter top exposed a majority of her back.
    She slipped on a pair of black wedged sandals that made her legs look longer and slimmer.
    Stacy went into the bathroom to check herself over in the mirror.
    The dress was flattering to her figure and made her feel good. She grabbed her orange blossom body spray and with a couple of quick squirts, she was ready.
    As she put it away she heard the front door open and Dustin call out to her. Stacy took a deep breath and walked out to meet him.
     
    ***
     
    Dustin pulled up in front of Stacy’s at five to six. All day he’d been thinking about her. The woman had no idea how addictive she was. He knew that if he had another taste of her he’d hold on tight and not let her pull away like last time.
    He got out of his truck looking down to make sure his clothes were straight. Dustin walked up to Stacy’s front door and was going to knock, but instead he checked to see if the door was locked.
    It wasn’t, so all he wanted to do was spank her ass for not locking the door just in case that motherfucker tried to come back.
    He opened the door and called out to Stacy as he walked in. When she came around the corner he was awestruck. She was wearing the red dress he loved and her hair was covered in big, relaxed curls that looked soft. Dustin could imagine sliding his fingers through her hair as he kissed that sexy mouth of hers.
    “Wow, Stace, you look gorgeous.” Dustin walked towards her and smiled when her cheeks got flushed.
    “Th-thanks, Dustin.” He felt her touch his chest and glide her hand down it. “I like this shirt,” she said as she looked up at him with those big brown eyes.
    Dustin had decided to wear a pair of khaki cargo pants and a light blue button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Stacy had told him the party was casual, but he still wanted to make a good impression.
    Neither of them said anything as they seemed to inspect the other. He reached around her, sliding his hand across her naked back. Stacy’s skin was soft underneath his callused fingers.
    He pulled her until her body was snug against his. Dustin put his nose to the spot right behind Stacy’s ear and took in her scent.
    “Dustin,” Stacy whispered.
    Dustin didn’t move from the spot. “Yeah, sugar?”
    “Um, we have to get going.” The last part coming out as a moan when he pressed his lips to her kissing her with the softest touch.
    “Okay, let’s go.”
    Dustin reluctantly let go of her so she could grab her purse. Stacy followed him out of the door and handed over her keys so Dustin could make sure it was locked up. Then with his hand on the small of her back, he led her to his truck.
     
    ***
     
    The drive to the hall was pleasant. Stacy was excited to share with him all of the plans she had for her studio when she was finally able to get it going. They talked about Chloe and the incidents the night before and then the one earlier.
    Stacy knew she was babbling, but she was nervous for some reason. She didn’t know why. The man had seen her naked, for goodness sake. Maybe it was because she knew that if he asked her to start something with him she’d say yes. Yes, it scared her that he was able to break her heart, but Stacy knew Dustin would never hurt her intentionally…She hoped.
    When they pulled into the parking lot and Dustin pulled into a spot, he turned to look at Stacy and smiled. “So what’re you going to be singing tonight?”
    “Just a couple of my favorite