Page 3 of Wishful Dreaming


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Angel fumbled with her mini-skirt and pushed it higher. She was wearing a matching red lace thong, and he shimmied it over her thighs. He lifted her up and lay her on the counter. Bree’s moans filled the air, and he rubbed his cock over her wetness. She spread her legs apart and pulled him closer, her fingers digging into his hips. He plunged into her hot wetness as she screamed in ecstasy. They moved back and forth as he drove hard into her, her cheeks sliding against the cool stainless steel counter. Angel leaned back and impaled her over and over on his throbbing dick, then lifted her legs up and placed them over his shoulders. Angelused his finger to rub her nub as he moved in and out of her. Feeling her tightness as she locked up around his shaft, he knew his body was on the edge of release. Pulling out, he took his cock in his hand.

Bree’s body gripped in a violent orgasm and she moaned over and over as Angel spilled his seed over her wet silken brown hairs. Bree’s body convulsed as he inserted his fingers into her tightness and his mouth sucked on her nub as she came. He leaned on the counter, catching his breath as his finger stroked her breast, he replaced it with his tongue and smiled up at her.

“I hope that was as good for you as it was for me, and I hope no one’s waiting for a drink because I need a minute.” She smiled at him, then jumped as she heard Lacey’s voice.

“Angel, you back there?” Angel pulled up his shorts and threw on his shirt. He flew to the sink, ran water over his face, dried himself and slipped through the kitchen doors. Lacey and Philippe were coming around the side of the building and he smiled, trying to hide the guiltetched across his face.

“There you are. Did the party break up early? I’d figure they’d be here until at least happy hour started.” Angel thought about the happy fifteen minutes he’d just had and shook his head.

“My boy, you don’t look so bad for your trunk fun. Maybe she thought you’d be like Houdini and escape. We’llwork on that trick, hmmm?” Lacey gave him a strange look and Bree came out from the kitchen.

“Hey there, stranger, you missed the gathering, those old coots… Thought they would take up residency, but they tippedgood, so I won’t complain. How’s Philippe doing this morning?” Philippe looked from Bree then to his father and smiled. He pulled his notebook out and scribbled for a minute, then handed it to Angel.

“Dr. Pepper? Feel good and thirsty.” Angel smiled and tousled the boy’s hair. He walked behind the bar and poured him a glass of Coke.

“Sorry, they won’t deliver me the Dr. Not enough spigots to serve it. I’d have to get rid of something else and no one cares for it. Sorry, it must be Coke today, but it’s almost as good as the Dr.” The boy jumped up on the stool and Bree grabbed a bag of chips from the clip on the wall. She held them up to the boy who shook his head no.

“He only likes Pringles. Finicky little bastard.” Angel said with a laugh. Bree shrugged her shoulders and headed back into the kitchen. Angel watched as she retreated, her tight little ass in her mini-skirt moving with each step. He turned back and caught Lacey’s eyebrows in a frown.

“Please tell me you’re not tapping that Angel. You keep the shit up, you’re gonna have more than one baby mama in your life. Not that I’m telling you what to do, she iscute, but isn’t she a tad too young?” Angel glanced back to see if Bree was listening.

“If you had been two minutes sooner,you would have caught me tapping that on the counter back there. Hey, I’ll take it, nice interlude to break up the day. With the stress of the kid missing, I needed to release. It just worked out that way.” Lacey laughed.

“Great, and remind me to scour that counter with bleach when I come back to work, okay?” Angel rolled his eyes.

“You’re coming back already? Figuredyou’d wanttime torecoup. Whatever, I’ll have Bree come in just in case you change your mind. You’ve been working your ass off, literally. When wasyourlastday off?” Lacey thought fora minute and shrugged her shoulders.

“Beats the crap out of me, I don’t remember, honestly. You drive me hard, but I enjoy keeping busy. We’ll see about my return date. I’ll let you know.”

Philippe finished his soda, the straw sucking air as he watched the waves. A pair of dolphins playing off shore caught his eye, and he walked out towards the beach. Angel and Lacey watched him walk away.

“He’s resilient and doesn’t seembothered by what happened. It’s almost like he thought it was a fun game, except for the being hungry part. He asked where the mean lady went. Wasn’t surewhat tosay. I don’t think they’ve found her yet. I don’t even think theywill try that hard, if it sucked her out to sea, she could show up anywhere on a beach bloated.” Angel shook his head.

“I’m just glad youfound him when you did. Thank God Stella parked beneath the tree in the shade, if he’d been out in full sun, he would have been dead. Poor kid.” Lacey nodded and walked out to gather Philippe to head home. Angel turned around as Bree exitedthe kitchen. Her eyes moved to Lacey, and he saw the smile curl around her lips as she watched her walk away.

“You’ve got good taste Angel. She is a hot little thing. Very Latina curvy booty, too.” Angel laughed.

“Let me guess, you’d like a piece of that, right? I’d heard you went both ways, but who am I to judge? Guess we both have good taste in our choice of beautifulass.” Bree gave him a killer grin and retreated in to the kitchen.

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