The Wanted Short Stories(37)
Author: Kelly Elliott

Oh, holy hell.

The damn dress was completely open in the back, and the slit damn near came all the way up her leg.

“I really want to have sex with you right now.”

She busted out laughing and shook her head. Her beautiful blonde hair was pulled up, and she had simple diamond stud earrings on. She walked up to me and placed her lips right next to my ear. The smell of her perfume filled my senses, and for a brief moment, my knees felt weak.

“I’m planning on more than just sex, Mr. Hayes. I want to be fucked six ways from Sunday.”

I swallowed hard as she blew into my ear. My dick instantly came to attention. She took a step back and moved the dress open, so I could see the red lace crotchless panties.

“Mother of all things good.” I snapped my eyes up to her. “Are you trying to kill me?”

She bit down on her lower lip and slowly shook her head. She grabbed her clutch purse and slipped on her red high-heel shoes. “Let’s go.” She turned and walked out.

I stood there for a few minutes, trying to regain my composure. I heard Heather talking to my parents downstairs as I tried to get my rock-hard dick to go down.

I needed to be inside her…and soon.

“Josh, is everything okay? You’ve been distracted all through dinner,” Scott said.

I pushed my hand through my hair and shook my head. “My wife is slowly trying to drive me mad.”

Scott let out a chuckle. “Can’t be as bad as what Jessie did to me before we walked into the hotel.”

I peeked over at Jessie. She was listening to an older man talking to her and Heather about banking. They both looked bored out of their minds.

“What did she do?” I asked, turning back to Scott.

“She told me she had those damn balls inside her, the ones Ari had bought them all. Look at her damn face. It’s all flush. She’s fucking killing me.”

I let out a laugh. “Damn.”

“What about you?”

“Heather is wearing crotchless panties, and she whispered something to me before we left the house. I can’t remember what she said exactly. All I heard was, I want to be fucked.”

Scott had been taking a drink of water, and he spit it out as he started laughing and choking at the same time. Jessie and Heather both looked at him. Heather glanced over to me with a questioning look, and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Are you okay, honey?” Jessie asked.

Scott held up his hand and said, “Fine. Sorry. Went down the wrong way.”

I laughed as I patted him on the back. “When is this damn thing over? I’m ready to head up to the room.”

Scott looked around. “I don’t see why we couldn’t sneak out now. Maybe one more dance with my girl to get her worked up again, and then we’re fucking out of here.”

I stood up quickly. My dick was so hard that I was ready to take Heather right here on the damn table. “Sounds good. I’ll talk to you later, dude, if we don’t see you before we leave.”

Scott laughed and whispered, “Horny bastard.” He walked past me and asked Jessie to dance.

I couldn’t help but notice that Jessie instantly blushed. I was going to have to ask Heather about those balls.

I leaned down and whispered against Heather’s ear, “Dance with me?”

Heather placed her hand in mine and stood up. I led her out to the dance floor and pulled her toward my body, closer than I probably should have. Her eyes filled with passion, and she quickly looked around.

Leaning in, she placed her lips next to my ear. “I’m ready to leave.”

“Okay.” I grabbed her hand and started toward the exit.

She began chortling as I practically pulled her along.

“Wait. What about Scott and Jessie? We didn’t say good-bye.”

“Trust me. Scott’s not gonna care.”

I walked us to the elevator, and we stood next to an older couple. I glanced over and smiled at them as they smiled at me.

“You look beautiful, my dear…just like a princess,” the gentleman said to Heather.

Heather’s head snapped over, and she looked at him.

The lady chuckled. “You do look lovely, darling. Enjoy this evening out. I know it can be hard when you’re away from your children. The key to a happy family is a happy husband and wife.”

“What did you say?” Heather whispered as her body began to shake.

I took a step closer to her. She was holding her breath like she always did when she got nervous or scared.

“Breathe, Princess, breathe,” I said.

She sucked in a shaky breath, and a small sob escaped her mouth.

The lady tilted her head. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Heather shook her head and attempted to smile. “No, it’s okay. It’s just that…my mother used to say that all the time, and…well…my parents passed away during my senior year of high school.”

They both smiled warmly at Heather. “My dear, I’m so sorry, but you have to know your parents never really left you. They’ve been here, watching over you, the whole time.”

Heather wiped a tear away and nodded her head. “Yes, I know. I feel them often.”

I glanced down and noticed the man was holding a baseball cap in his hand. It had a buck on it. I quickly looked at Heather to see if she had seen the hat. The elevator door opened, and we all stepped inside.

I moved our key card in front of the pad and pushed the top floor. “Which floor?”

The gentleman said, “We’re going all the way up, son.”

I smiled and nodded my head. “The suites here are amazing, aren’t they?” I asked.

He grinned back at me from ear to ear. “I’ve been in a far better one, that is for sure.”

As the doors shut, the lady took Heather’s hand in hers. “Now, I can read people very well. From you, my dear, I can tell you are a wonderful mother. Stop being so hard on yourself. There is no manual to tell you how to raise your kids. Your children know you love them. And by the way your husband gazes at you so lovingly, I can tell that you are very loved by him. Let him take care of you and love you.”

Heather looked stunned. She slowly nodded her head.

The elevator doors opened, and the couple stepped off.

The gentleman turned and looked at us as we stepped out of the elevator. “Smile big and love even bigger.”

Heather and I both let out a chuckle.

“Thank you,” Heather said.

The couple said good-bye and began walking down the hallway, holding hands.