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And of course, the first thing it wanders to is her.
I must not be as noticeable on the parked truck because she doesn’t see me which gives me free rein. We’ve just come back from a run that involved a kitchen fire, rather common for this time of year, and she’s still wearing the uniform that’s loose around her waist, only the suspenders holding them up.
Fantasies, of course, ensue, imagining her wearing nothing but the sexy lace or silk lingerie I’ve caught her wearing in the locker room. They were quick as flash glimpses, but they still stuck to my memory like super glue.
The first time, I went home and rushed to my room. My mom yelled at my back, “Where are you running to? Breakfast’s ready.”
“Not hungry, super tired.”
She kept going, but I ignored every word in favor of locking myself in my bedroom.
I didn’t bother removing my uniform. Just fell on my bed, undid my pants, and shoved my hand deep. With my eyes squeezed tight, I pictured her tanned, bubbly ass bared but for a string that disappeared between those luscious cheeks.
It’s embarrassing how quickly I got off, especially so, because it was my first orgasm. When it was over, there was a crazy mixture of shame and desire for more. More glimpses, more secret touches, more fantasies, but mostly a dream that I could somehow make those fantasies a reality.
But now as I realize I’ve been caught staring, I watch in dread as her face goes from amused to startled to annoyed before she’s rushing away so fast you’d think her ass was on fire.
Mmm… her ass on fire… I’d happily put that out any time, day or night.
I shake it away and return my attention to my job. Zero my focus and force myself away from what I really want, but what I’ll never have.
“You’re in trouble, aren’t you?”
I swing my head at the speed of light and end up knocking my noggin hard against Tiny’s. We both rear back our heads in our hands as we try to breathe away the sharp pain.
“Oy! That’ll leave a bruise,” he mumbles.
“Why the hell are you sneaking up on me?”
He doesn’t reply, and when I glance at him, he has the biggest shit-eating grin on his swarthy face. “Girl, I’ve been calling your name for five minutes.”
I blanche, and my stomach drops at being caught. “Sorry, I was uh… busy. Lots to take care of before the end of my shift.”
He cocks a brow, his face silently screaming ‘really?’ I huff, clearly annoyed, which only makes him smile bigger.
“What did you want?”
He chucks me under the chin, and I shove him, barely hard enough to move him an inch. “I was just gonna tell you dinner’s ready.”
I nod and search the panels, realizing I’m pretty much done.
I move to hop out of the truck when he holds me in place. “I know it’s nothing but puppy love now, but there’s something you should know about Captain Ortiz.”
I roll my eyes. “Like you said, it’s nothing.”
“Sakura, get real. I see the way you watch her. You practically have hearts in your eyes.”
Annoyed, I'm probably too honest, but I’ve discovered out of everyone I work with, Tiny is the closest thing I have to a friend.
“It doesn’t matter how much I like her because she clearly can’t stand me.”
He smirks.
“Manny Ricci, you better tell me what that nervy little smirk means, right now.”
“You know when a boy hits a girl he likes?”
I give him a droll glower. “I’m not a child.”
