“It wasn’t too bad, the place was already pretty clean. Want to take a break?”
Break? I wanted to break her in half like a shotgun, and clean her barrel.
“I’ve just got a little more to do. I’d like to just get this done. No need for you to wait, why don’t you head back, and I’ll meet you back at the ranch.” I walked over to her and gave her a hug. She settled against me, almost purring.
“I…I wanted to thank you for yesterday.”
“Nothing to thank me for. Forget about it. I think we’ve heard the last from him.”
“No, really. I don’t know what I’d have done without you.” I could almost hear the ache in her voice.
“Great. Tell you what, head back and make us lunch, I’m starving, and we’ll call it even.” I gave her a kiss on the top of the head, and a pat on the rear as I pointed her to the door.
She turned and gave me a big hug before she picked up her buckets and headed out the door.
I was looking forward to lunch, and even more so to dessert.
I finished the room shampoo job in record time, headed back to the office, dropping off the keys and signing some exit papers.
I got back to the house about forty minutes after Debbie had left, and found the place empty. I waited about half-an-hour for her to show, figuring she must have stopped for some groceries. When she didn’t show, I fended for myself.
I set to work on the upstairs bathroom. I just had the last sink and the vanity to do before that job was complete. It still astounded me how the place was coming together so quickly.
Footsteps in the hallway announce I was no longer alone in the house, and I crawled out from under the sink to find Karen scowling at me.
“Hi, what are you doing here? Is it that late already?” I asked, as I started to get up.
I was more than a little surprised when she walked up to me and slapped me. “You are such an asshole, Jack.”
“What? What did I do?” I asked, bewildered.
“How could you do that.” She was almost yelling at me.
“Do WHAT? What are you talking about?”
“How could you reject Debbie like that. She’s at my place crying her eyes out, and has been for the last hour.”
I stood up, not wanting to continue this bizarre discussion from on the ground. “Slow down. I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“I suppose you’re going to tell me that Debbie didn’t show up at your place, wearing next to nothing. I suppose she didn’t throw herself at you, and all you did was send her away.”
She was fuming. She looked really sexy angry.
“Karen. She came over to help me finish cleaning the place. She cleaned while I shampooed. I asked her to make lunch, so we could just get away from that place and I figured we had the whole afternoon to be together. I wanted her so bad I could taste it, sort of like how I want you now.” I stepped up to her and tried to pull her into my arms.
“GOD! You can be so ignorant.” She pushed me away with both hands. “She was all worried about how you’d feel about her after yesterday, and now she’s convinced you don’t want her anymore. I can’t believe you sometimes. You would fuck a snake, but you won’t show that poor girl any attention after all she’s been through.”
“Listen. I’m sorry, I just didn’t understand.” I tried to explain, still trying to get close to Karen.
“Don’t touch me! You need to get downstairs and cleanup. I’m going to go get Debbie and bring her back here, and you need to figure out how you’re going to make this up to her.” She turned away from me and stomped down the stairs.
Women.
* * * *
I rushed out and picked up a few things at the store, and then dashed back for a quick shower before they returned. I had barely managed to dry off, and throw on some sweats and a shirt, when Karen and Debbie showed up at the door.
Debbie didn’t look her best. She had overdone the makeup, and her eyes were red and swollen. I felt like a total ass.
“Debbie, I’m sorry.”
“That’s ok, there’s nothing to be sorry about.” She answered gamely, yet not looking me in the eye.
“But there is. Sometimes I’m a little obtuse. Ok, a lot obtuse. You know I’m going to make a lot of mistakes probably, this is my first real relationship, and it is a little out of the ordinary. It’s not like I can read a bunch of Harlequin romances and figure out how I’m expected to act.”
Karen had to chime in. “No one is expecting you to act, Jack.”
“Ok, bad choice of words. I just sometimes don’t think things out.”
“You can say that again,” Karen mumbled.
“Debbie, you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and every time I see you, it’s like the sun rising. You are so pretty I can barely stand to look at you. As soon as I stand in your presence I want you.” I walked to her, and took her hand in mine, bringing her palm to my lips.
“That’s not what it seemed like this morning.” Her softly spoken words were not accusing, just sad.
“Oh, I wanted you. But I did feel awkward, I was afraid you might be upset with me. I showed you a side of myself I’m not proud of. I don’t consider myself a violent or vicious man, but I guess I was a little embarrassed over how I behaved yesterday. I didn’t want to force myself on you.”
“How could I be upset. You did that for me. No one, ever, has stood up for me like that.” She was on the verge of tears and I could hear her voice cracking.
I took her hand, and lowered it to the front of my pants. The effect that these girls have on me is only enhanced when they are both there, and I was tenting my sweats noticeably.
“Debbie. I am sorry. I do want you. I wanted you then, I want you now.” I pulled her into my arms and held her.
Karen spoke up. “Words are cheap, Jack. We need to see some action here, if you’re to be believed.”
I turned Debbie to the side and walked her into my bedroom. There were a dozen pink roses on each side of the bed, and a single long-stem lying on the middle pillow. ‘I’m Sorry’ was spelled out in red rose petals in the middle of the bed.
“Well, I guess that’s a start,” Karen announced, finally deigning to get near enough to me to give me a hug.
We all removed our clothing, climbed among the rose petals. I was about to clear them off the bed, when Debbie stopped me.
“No. Please, let’s keep them here.” She asked.
Karen and I guided Debbie to the center of the bed, where we spent the next several minutes kissing and caressing every inch of her fantastic body.
Debbie sat up and pushed me down onto my back, attacking my cock with her mouth. She lay down between my legs and licked and sucked me like there was nothing else in the world but her and my cock.
Karen enjoyed the show for a while, then settled in behind Debbie until her face disappeared between Debbie’s legs. Debbie was dedicated, not allowing the distraction to deter her from the task at hand.
I felt myself getting close and tried to pull Debbie up before I got too excited.
“Jack, I want you to come in my mouth. Please.” She looked up at me with those big blue eyes. How could I say no?
“I’d love that.” I told her.