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In the End

“Let me pull the truck up front, a space just opened.” Jared drove the truck over to the coffee shop.

Tommy hopped out as soon as Jared pulled into a parking space. Standing straight up, he brushed off his shoulders and adjusted the collar of his colorful silk shirt.

The two men walked in to see their target sipping her tall coffee in a meditative state. She appeared focused and calm. Her hair was hanging loosely over her shoulders and her eyes were closed. She was truly at peace. Funny how a caffeine drink could relax some and make others act as though they were on a cocaine binge.

Tommy swished up to the counter. Jared was more methodical and observant of the various groups of people jabbering away with their java fix in hand.

“Helloooo, I can see you, can we get a little service here?” Tommy reached out and rang the small bell on the counter a few times. The young employees behind the counter were all spastic buckets of nerves frantically trying to keep up with the coffee orders and discuss their weekend plans at the same time.

Rene glanced up and saw Tommy waving his hand limp-wristed to get some service. Her initial reaction was to giggle at how he acted. He was a good-looking man.

He had shoulder-length blond hair, a medium build and was an exquisite dresser.

Except for the red handkerchief in his breast pocket. Black would look better with the silken blue Hawaiian shirt.

When she turned to look at his companion, her eyes met his stare and the coffee’s warmth became cold compared to the heat she began to feel between her thighs. Hello. It wasn’t just the way he looked, which was pleasing, but it was something in that stare. A look that was deep, mysterious and definitely hot. He was tall, dark-haired, clean-cut and built like Fireman of the Year beefcake. She wondered if his hose could cool her fire. At least he could try.

The blond man received his coffee and held it tight in both hands, blowing the steam away to cool it. “Yummy, yummy, hot, hot, yummy, yummy.” 11

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The shop was crowded. The two men stood looking around for a table in front of Rene’s and it was the perfect height.

Looking up she saw two men’s crotches. Her reflex action was to grab the dark-haired man’s because his had the biggest bulge. The horns of her wicked thoughts pushed her halo aside. All of a sudden I have a craving for salami, she thought.

She was in a perfect mood to do anything. Including taking this hunk of beef and fucking him into oblivion.

“You guys can sit here, I’m easy. I mean I don’t mind.” Rene’s subconscious talked first with her mouth not editing the words.

“Hello, my name is Tommy, this is my friend Jared,” the blond man brushed crumbs off the chair beside Rene’s and sat down.

“Umm, Rene, my name is Rene.” She was having a blonde moment and wasn’t even blonde.

Jared spun his chair around with the tall wooden back against the table and sat directly across from her.

“Isn’t this place just decadence at it’s most primal? A cup of coffee for five bucks and you don’t even get a muffin.” Tommy looked around at all the patrons. “Next time we need to open one of these, Jared. Jared?”

Jared’s eyes stared directly at Rene. Their gaze was intense, intriguing and had the distinct emotion of lust. “Yeah, I could go for eating a muff right now.” His voice was deep and penetrating.

Holy fucking shit, she thought, noticing the wetness of her panties. This guy could melt ice with that look.

Jared reached his large hand out, beckoning Rene to take it. Something was connecting between them. He wanted the connection to be complete. Like ten inches buried inside of her complete.

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Rene began to sense something in her head. A voice subliminally telling her to take Jared’s hand.

His spell was cast and she followed his mental commands.

When their skin touched, heat radiated through her veins. Her mind began to cloud and her breath quickened, she was being possessed. Who cared? The flow of the heat see

med to follow one direct route, to the engorging center of her being, her pussy.

“Jared, no mind manipulation.” Tommy broke his focus. “She has to come of her own free will.”

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