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Fuck me! What man doesn’t want to hear those words? I hush my face and hold tight to my girl. And she holds true to her words and blows my mind and cock after she recuperates. Best night of my life.

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I have to admit that I’m getting excited as fuck about my house. The contractors are working hard and they’ve made a lot of progress. The prospects manning the entrance gate are busy as hell letting in and out different delivery trucks and workers for my home. I knew immediately that was the reason that Horse Nuts flipped me off when I drove by him smiling.

After a quick meeting with my builder, I head into the clubhouse for a shower and a change of clothes. Walking out of my bathroom in a towel, I’m not happy to find Peaches lying on my bed, naked and rubbing herself.

“Didn’t ask you to come in here, Peaches. Get gone. Don’t ever come into my room uninvited again. Got it?” I bark.

“Don’t be like that, baby. Drop that towel and fuck me hard,” she replies while opening her legs even further, showing me all she has to offer.

“Get out, Peaches! Right the fuck now!” I hiss. I open the door and stand near it, waiting on her to leave. She doesn’t make any moves to leave but does start writhing around on my bed like she belongs there. I don’t need, or want, this shit in my space. I have never manhandled a woman in my life but I’m not sure how else to get her out of my room.

I walk back to the bed, take a hold on her wrist and pull her up to a sitting position. She keeps her other hand between her legs even as I stand her up and pull her to the door. This is ridiculous and I’m getting more frustrated by the second. I step into the hallway, pulling Peaches behind me, and nearly bowl over Bailey and Mac. Fuck my life.

Bailey’s eyebrows hit her hairline and I can just imagine what she thinks she is seeing. Mac lets loose a wolf whistle from his spot on Bailey’s shoulder. Before I can try to minimize the damage, Peaches fucks me over.

“Thanks, Pooh. You’re always the best ride, baby. See you later.” She then walks down the hallway, completely naked, sashaying her ass, and disappears out of sight.

I turn to explain to Bailey but she holds up her hand and shakes her head at me. Mac screeches, “You’re fucked!” They enter Axel’s room and Bailey slams the door hard enough to vibrate the walls. Mac is right. I’m fucked.

Pippa

I’m just finishing up a phone call when Craig appears in my office door. I do a double take because he is spotless. His clothes are dirt-free and his hair is neatly combed. I feel a smile spread across my face at how sweet he looks and yet I know how mischievous he can be.

“I’m ready to go, Pips.”

“I see that. And you look very handsome, Craig. I’m a lucky girl to get to go to lunch with you.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s go. I’m hungry!”

Craig and I walk to my car and off we go for pizza and then tacos with Coke. Not water. I’m having a blast at lunch with him. He’s funny, smart and curious. After lunch, we hit up a park and he immediately pulls me over to the swings. Once I get him swinging, I take a seat in the one next to him and push myself lightly back and forth. I suddenly realize how much I love hearing his giggles. My stomach hurts knowing that I’m going to have to break his heart when I tell him about his mom disappearing. And I’m going to have to do that soon, but not today. Today is for fun, smiles and little boy giggles.

As we’re walking across the park toward my car, we pass a lady with a stroller. She smiles at Craig and me and says, “Your son is adorable!”

I smile and thank her and we continue walking when Craig reaches up and grabs my hand in his. He hasn’t said anything since the lady called him my son and I didn’t correct her. I’m about to explain why I didn’t bother telling the woman the truth, when Craig speaks up.

“I wish that was the truth, Pips,” he says so quietly I barely hear him.

I stop walking and crouch down in front of him. His head is hanging and he’s looking at his feet. It’s not often to see Craig in this mood. He’s usually bouncing in joy and playfulness.

“Why do you say that, Craig?”

Eyes still pointing downward, he responds, “Because my mom doesn’t want me. She never did. But you and Tammy are always nice to me and I like it at New Horizons. There is always food to eat. I’m never left alone there.”

I’m suddenly close to tears and I have to beat them back for a moment before responding. I take a hold of his other hand and shake both of them a little to get his eyes on mine. When they are, I inform him, “We love having you there with us, Craig. No matter what happens, you will always have Tammy and me if you need us. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“I heard the other women talking so I know my mom left me. She’s not coming back and my dad is in jail. Can I still live at the house or live with you? Please?” he asks in a small voice.

“We don’t know if your mom will come back yet or not, honey. Maybe she will after she has time to think about it. But if not, you will be okay. I’ll find a way to make sure you are okay and happy. I promise you that, Craig. I’ll keep you as mine if I can find a way to do that. I don’t want you to worry about these things though. You just be a kid and I’ll figure things out, okay?”

“Okay, Pips. I’ll try.”

Me: Craig knows his mom left. He heard the women talking.

BILF: Fuck! How’s he doing with that?

Me: He’s worried he has to leave now.

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