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She's nods and before I can say another word, Colt jumps in demanding we break the estate up and split it three ways. But what he doesn't understand is that I need to keep it in one account to keep my company solvent. I try to make my point known, but Colt is growing increasingly hostile.
"That's selfish," Colt says.
"I'd say you're being the selfish one here Colt," I reply. He isn't thinking about the family; this is all about him.
"So this is why you brought us here?" Colt asks.
"In part," I say.
"What kind of a parent does that?" Colt snaps.
"Hold on, Colt. That's unfair," I say.
"You know what's unfair? Asking for money that's not yours," Colts replies.
The one person who I want to hear right now isn't saying a word, and I'm momentarily distracted when I watch her start to exit the pool. She swims over to the ladder, her breasts bobbing in the water and when she climbs out I can see the shape of her hard nipples beneath her thin bikini. Fuck, my cock is hard all over again. I adjust myself in my seat and hope that nobody notices.
Colt is staring at her too, and I'd bet anything that he's harder than plywood in that pool right now.
Karen grabs a towel and with one leg raised on a chair, she drags the towel up and down her long, slender legs from hip to ankle in an effort to get dry. Despite my best efforts not to, I can't help but stare.
She then reaches up and squeezes the water from her long blonde hair. With her fully extended, my eyes travel from her neck down to crevice between her perfect breasts, and further down to the edges of her hips and thighs. But she cuts the show short and abruptly wraps herself in the towel, and without a single word to Colt and I, she walks into the house.
Fuck, the more I look at her, the more I want her.
Karen
I hate confrontation and so far there’s been a little too much for my liking. If it hadn’t been for Zach sticking his 5 inch cock into Rachel’s mouth I would be out of here in the car and driving somewhere with him. Anywhere. Far from here.
But Zach is gone. And I’m alone.
My phone’s buzzing somewhere, so I dive to the other side of the room to pick it. I just hope that it’s not Zach again. There’s no point talking to him, because I have nothing to say. For the first time in six years, I’m standing up to him.
"Hey," Sandra says, and I feel relieved to hear a friendly voice.
"Hi."
"What’s up? You sound down. I was debating whether to ring or not. I thought that maybe you were all loved up with Zach."
"Zach and I split up."
"Oh, so that thing on Facebook wasn’t a joke?"
I laugh; so much has happened since I posted that picture that I’d forgotten all about it, especially earlier on when Colt’s hands were all over my body. I lick my lips thinking about what could have happened if Daniel hadn’t turned up and ruined it all.
"Fuck!" I say as I log on to Facebook on my Mac. "There’s like forty thousand likes. The damn thing’s gone viral!"
She laughs, "This is why I thought that it was a joke. Wow, if I had known then I would have called sooner. So, whatcha doin’?"
This is the joke, "I’m in my room. Eating a piece of dry chicken and some bread."
"Wow, things must be bad. Why not come here?"
"I’m not eating this because of Zach. There’s just some drama going on with Daniel and Colt."
"Oh."
"Yeah, it’s kind of weird. They just got into one big fight. Not even sure what it’s about. But they just went into one. So, I’m kind of hiding in the bedroom away from them."
