hands over that fine fucking muscle. My palms itch thinking of his hot golden skin with the soft golden hair and how it will tickle as I slide them over it. I suck hard on the bottle. I wonder how big his penis is. I hope it isn't extra large. I've seen small pythons before. Lei says they are a bit much even for her. My guess is 6 to 8 inches. And I'm sure he knows how to wield it! My hand slides down between my legs and rubs my pussy. I can't wait to feel him in me! I'm horny as hell for him! Stop! I stand up before I start masturbating. I want the fucking fireworks finale!
Leaning against the rail looking out over the parking lot, I finish my beer. "Brick House" starts to play. Cat! I pounce on my phone. "Hey girlie!"
"Hey baby girl!" The sound of her voice washes over me and makes me homesick for her. "Are you calling with details on the Flyboy?"
"Yeppers."
"I can't wait to hear. But first, how's your mother?"
"She's good as new. As soon as the doctors released her, she and Daddy left for a sailing trip around the Virgin Islands."
"That's great news. Does that mean you are coming back?"
"Yes, but not right away. I want to check out Moore."
"I understand. The heart wants what the heart wants. I have about 15 minutes to spare. Tell me all about this Flyboy named Moore."
"Well, first off, he isn't a Flyboy any more. I found out he has resigned."
"Whew! That's good. One less thing for the heart to deal with."
"Yep."
"So…. Come on, don't make me ask 20 questions. Spill it!"
I giggle. "Man, Oh, Man, Cat! He is absolutely gorgeous! He is the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on."
"Wow! That's really saying something. Better than the boys from Chippendales and the Thunder from Down Under?"
"Well, he stacks up. He literally makes my mouth water looking at him."
She laughs at that. "Give me a reference? Someone I can visualize! Tom Cruise in his flight suit in Top Gun has been floating around in my mind ever since I heard he was a pilot."
"Oh, no, he's better than Cruise. Think Thor, Chris Hemsworth."
"Who?" Cat pauses for emphasis then laughs. "No, I'm only kidding. Damn! "
"I know, right?"
"He has blonde hair then?"
"No. Yes. It's dark blonde with a few golden sun streaks that glisten."
"Well, that totally rules out Tom Cruise."
I laugh. "Well he has the great ass."
"We do love a great ass. How are his eyes and his smile?"
"Perfect!"
"No, what color are his eyes?"
"Emerald Green! When the light shines on them, they are bright emerald green."
"Damn! That's as rare as your light crystal green ones."
"He takes my breath away."
"No doubt. Do I even need to ask about his smile now?"
"It's prefect too! It lights up his face. You can think Tom Cruise there. And his eyebrows are dark, almost black too. They match the darker hair underneath."
"Ok, I'm thinking Brad Pitt now?"
"Who?" I tease her, pausing then laughing. "Just kidding! No, he's not like Pitt. I'll snap a pic as soon as I can and send it to you."
"So, let me get this right, you have found a man with emerald green eyes framed by dark brows, capped with a head of dark, yet golden, sun streaked hair on a body like Thor's?"
"YES! He is a fucking fine feast!"
"Wow! You better hook up with this guy. I can't wait to meet him now! Send me a pic ASAP." She speaks to someone on her end. "Hang on, Babe, I'll be there in 10 minutes." Then returns to me. "Sorry about that. We have a new girl coming in to train, and I need to watch her skills. You know the drill. How much is she going to need before we can put her on the floor?"
"Yeah, I remember my two weeks of intense torture at your hands." I laugh.
"You were the easiest one I ever taught, sweetie. Not everyone has your natural ear for music and your raw dance talent."
"I thought Laura was doing your training?"
"She's pregnant! I didn't text you?"
"No! Oh my gosh! How did that happen?"
"Unprotected fucking. It only takes one time. Don't you get caught! Too many people depend on your
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