1. Marcy's Playground 2 by loyalsock


    Date: 2/3/2017, Categories: First Time Author: loyalsock 

    ... yeah, that and. But I didn't answer. He had a wolfish grin. He bit his bottom lip and let it go. Even bigger wolfish grin. Raised one eyebrow. I had absolutely no idea what that meant. &#034It's none of my business,&#034 I said. &#034But, you get it, right?&#034 &#034No. I have no idea.&#034 He laughed. God he had a great laugh. &#034Okay,&#034 he said. &#034Next question.&#034 I blushed hard, from my neckline to my hairline. &#034Oh, this is gonna be goooood.&#034 I choked a little. The waitress brought me a glass of ice water. &#034Your order will be up in a minute.&#034 I nodded. Evan leaned in. &#034So tell me what question has you looking like that.&#034 I shook my head. &#034Come on,&#034 he said. &#034We're friends here. I'm dying to know what you're thinking.&#034 &#034Um,&#034 I said. My throat felt like I swallowed sandpaper, and each word got squeakier. &#034Ah. Um. Jean-Luc said... um... something about a back door. What did he mean?&#034 Evan cracked up. I could tell part of his expression was, 'You heard that? I'm gonna kill him,' but mostly he was laughing at how high my voice got when I asked. &#034Oh my God. How did you get this job?&#034 I blinked. Should I be insulted? I looked down. &#034Mr. and Mrs. J. are my neighbors,&#034 I said. &#034And just how much experience have you had?&#034 he asked. &#034This is my first job,&#034 I said. &#034That's not what I meant,&#034 he said. Oh crap. &#034Well, the answer's the same. Basically none. Well... ah... not ...
    ... basically. Totally.&#034 He smiled. &#034That's freakin'...&#034 he smiled wider. &#034Precious.&#034 &#034It would be unprofessional to curse at you, right?&#034 &#034No offense meant.&#034 &#034None taken.&#034 It was hard to get upset when his tone was so obviously happy and amused. And I was so... alive. &#034Listen, if you want, I'd be glad to...help you out, train you, show you...everything.&#034 My gaze snapped to his. Surely he didn't mean what I thought he meant. I stared at him trying to figure out if that's what he was saying. Um, yeah. I think he was. No. Surely not. His face was completely calm. Impassive. Placid. Lake Placid. But then one corner of his mouth twitched up in a smirk. Was he offering to fuck me six ways to Sunday? &#034You can't possibly be offering what I think you're offering,&#034 I said. &#034Well, I'd have to double check with my wife and make sure she's okay with it first, but yeah, that's what I'm offering.&#034 WIFE????!!! I blinked. Dumbfounded. &#034Wife?&#034 &#034I mean, I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't sure she'd be okay with being part of this, but obviously I'd have to ask first.&#034 I blinked more. Furiously. Convulsively. A blinking fool. &#034Or not,&#034 Evan said. &#034No hard feelings.&#034 Holy shit. I've never even been kissed. All learning experiences are good experiences, right? I will never, ever, get an opportunity like this again. You should jump on this, Marcy. I swallowed a huge lump in my throat. Because I couldn't ...
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