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“Yeah,” he said, nodding. “I guess you’ve been there.” He went out after working with his co-workers—his employees—and then got drunk with them and then let them come back to his place and smoke pot and keep drinking.
And… wow, he reallywasa loser, wasn’t he?
vi.
DAHLIA HAD BEENdisappointed when she hadn’t heard from Niles over the weekend. She’d sort of expected she would, but then nothing.
Of course, she’d tried to talk herself out of the whole thing.
Niles wasn’t a loser, of course. She didn’t think that. But, well, he did have that immature older brother thing going on for him. There was an element of sadness to the way he seemed to hang out only with people younger than him. Some of the other people who worked at The Daily Bread were younger than twenty-one, and she thought he’d invited them back to his house before and provided them with alcohol. Uncool.
But he was just… Niles.
So, it was all dumb, and she shouldn’t even be giving him the time of day.
It was probably just the residual sex thing.
When Tommy had been inside her, and she’d been touching herself, Tommy had whispered in her ear that he was going to come, that he was close. Then, she’d done something different than she usually did. Usually, she gave up on her own orgasm at that point.
She could come when she was with Tommy. She had.
It was kind of an ordeal, though. It took extra time, a lot of times after he’d already come, and she didn’t usually ask for it, because…
The point of sex was to be with someone else, at least that was how she thought of it. She didn’t really like making it abouther. She liked it to be about the pleasure of both people. Or, if there were more than two people involved, because Tommy was into that, she didn’t mind. She even liked it, occasionally. Then, if there were three people or whatever, it was about the meshing of pleasure, all of them at once.
So, if her pleasure happened to coincide with his, fine.
Except this time, she felt selfish.
And she did something she’d never done before, which was to fantasize about someone who wasn’t having sex with her while he was inside her. She called up the memory of Niles’s voice, the throaty, affected way he’d called her a good girl or told her to spread her legs and show him everything.
And she’d come explosively around Tommy’s cock.
She waited to feel ashamed about doing that, but she never did.
And then, Sunday, in the shower, she slipped the shower head in between her thighs and pressed her forehead into the sleek wall and pretended that Niles was stroking her nipples and telling her that she was so pretty taking both of his cocks and… and…
Well, it washot.
So, that was all this was.
She wasn’t going to go steady with him or something.
In all honesty, she was pretty sure that wasn’t really in the cards for her. There were reasons she was in Shepherdstown after all, and those reasons were that she belonged in a town of weirdos. She needed concessions made for her own eccentricities.
No one was going to put a ring on her finger.
No one was going to commit to her forever.
Tommy was… well, there were reasons that she and Tommy worked, that was all. And there was no way that Niles…
Damn it.
She changed her clothes into three different outfits after she got home from work. They had closed The Daily Bread, because it was a weekday, and they closed early on weekdays.
Then she just put on the same clothes she’d been wearing to work back on because she didn’t want him to think she was doing something special for him. It wasn’t as if he even wore clothes.
Niles lived in a house that was called The Castle by Shepherdstonians. It was a house on the outskirts of town that overlooked the river. There was a double-tiered deck that wrapped around the house and the views were astonishing.
