Free Gettin' Dirty by Sean Moriarty

Doesn’t matter to the client.”
    “Huh. Fuck, Frank, this is a difficult job. I want eight million, the favor, the armored truck and ten burner phones. I want the phones before the job with five pounds of C4.”
    “Three million, Seamus.”
    “Five million with everything else. The phones and C4 are for the job.”
    Frank stays silent for only a moment, then says, “Done.”
Aaliyah
    I’m embarrassed, ashamed and so fucking horny right now I have been contemplating just rubbing myself raw in the bathroom. The shame and embarrassment is because of how damn wet I have been all damn day. I am only wearing pantyhose and a skirt right now. I had to ditch my soaking wet panties in my purse this afternoon after a bout of thinking about how soon I would be home, near Seamus. It’s like I am Pavlov’s dog, every time I think of Seamus I am soaking wet. My poor pussy has never been this aroused and aroused for this long.
    I almost feel guilty for using his shirt to clean up our mess this morning, but he really did deserve it. I just can’t figure out what for yet. The bad part is I keep going over in my mind is that he must have believed me when I faked asleep while I rubbed myself on that gigantic cock of his. It really wasn’t intentional, I swear to myself, I just could not stop it once I started. The feel of him there, between my legs… I haven’t had anything between my thighs except my best friend mister purple dildo since the night I got pregnant.
    I just don’t want to become another single mother statistic. I want to get through college, get promoted so I can leave this damn part of town. I want my daughter to look at me and not feel sadness that we are stuck here poor and broke. And this is the war that has got my stomach in knots on the way home.
    I want Seamus so badly, sexually and mentally. He is such a handsome man, maybe even a real man. Sexy as can be, and damn is he cocky. But he is funny and absolutely charming with Mina. Not in the slimy way I have seen guys act around other people’s kids just so they can get into the mommy’s panties. No, Seamus is not that. He actually interacts with her, he engages with her. It’s not just a show either, because watching him take over feeding allowed me to watch him. He made sure she ate as much as she played. I just get the feeling that he is a good guy.
    A good guy with a very dangerous side to him. Last night when I woke him I just saw it in his eyes, he assessed everything in an instant. He wasn’t checking to make sure he was okay; he was checking for targets. He is one scary man. Scary and sexy. Fuck, that is not a good combination when he is so good with Mina.
    Ugh, wet pantyhose and a tired brain. These two things do not make for a good combination. Thank god, I lifted my skirt for the drive home. The seats nearly burnt off my hooha but at least I’m not going to be getting up with a wet spot on my skirt.
    I have to tell Seamus that he can’t stay, he can’t be coming around anymore. He can’t come around if he is into something dangerous—not a fucking chance. Fuck. That’s not what I want at all, maybe even what I don’t need. If he isn’t into anything that can come back on Mina and I, then maybe I can trust him. But I need to talk to him. No sexy times either. He cannot go using those damn eyes on me again.
    “Okay, no sex and no sexy eyes. Only talking,” I mumble to myself while stopped at a red light.
    Thinking about no sexy times though makes my poor little pussy sad, and I can feel the sadness because I bet Seamus is an expert lover. He might even make love and fuck. Mmm.
    “Shit!” I growl. I have to stop thinking about sex!
    The rest of the drive home revolves around me being insanely horny and miserable about having to be responsible. I don’t want to have the talk , I want to have the fuck !
    Pulling into the parking lot, I look over for Seamus’ SUV but don’t see it in the parking lot. Damn. I want to get this whole adult