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“You can go for a walk if youwant around the garden.I’m going to get dinner ready for whenKiller’s off work.”Kelsey stood, making two coffees for herguests.Stink took both cups from her as Sandy was stretching outin the garden.
She saw the lust in the otherman’s gaze,directed entirely at Sandy.
“Cheers, doll.”
“You’re welcome.”Kelseyhated calling him Stink and made herself scarce.The look in hiseyes made her feel frozen to the spot.Did Sandy know that the manwanted her?
It wasn’t her place to tell Sandy whatshe knew.
Concentrate on my ownbusiness.
She pulled the steaks out of the fridge toget to room temperature as she made a mixture to stuff into thebeef.Every now and then she stared outside wondering about thestrange couple.Sandy was so independent while Stink seemed closedoff.Neither of them looked ready to open up to theother.
Getting back to her work, sherolled the stuffing into the steaks, placing them in a pot coveringthem with tomatoes and herbs beforeputting the pot into the oven.All sheneeded to do was cook some pasta, toss together some salad, anddinner was made.
Glancing at the clock she saw Killerwas going to be home within the hour.She stepped outside to soakup what little bit of sun she could.
Stink was on the phone a lot of thetime while Sandy took in the sun.“Man, this is the life.Withlockdown we’re not allowed outside unless accompanied by one of thecrew.It gets dull having a man watch over you.”
“Killer’s orderswere getting somesun.”
“You’re not tanned enough,Kels.You’ve got to learn to show a bit of skin off to get what youwant.”
Sandy had her eyes closed, stretchedout on one of the loungers.Her skirt was up around her waist asher shirt lay open exposing her modest bra.
“I can’t just get naked,”she said.
“You’d be surprised what you cando, honey.Me, I didn’t think it was possible to be confident as Igot older, but look at me.I fuck who I want, and I’m not exactlyin my early twenties.I’m in my late thirties, and I’m not tellingyou my exact age either.”
Kelsey chuckled.“Don’t be concernedabout your age.Stink certainly doesn’t mind your age.”
Sandy opened her eyes, shieldingthem from the sun with a palm to her forehead.“What are you goingon about?”she asked.
“Stink.He’s got feelingsfor you.”
It was Sandy’s time to laugh.“No,honey, you’ve got that completely wrong.He doesn’t want anythingto do with me.Tiny gave him the job of looking after me.It’s allhe’s doing.”
Kelsey wantedto dispute the otherwoman, but Killer walked out the back door covered in his overalls,which were thick with grease.
“Hey, man, ladies.I’m going towash up, and I’ll be out to join you.”Killer left without anotherword.
“Wow, isn’t this domesticbliss if ever I saw it,” Sandy said.
“Stop it.I better finishup dinner.”
Leaving the two in the garden, Kelseyfilled a pot with water and started to prepare the salad along withseveral other items.She set the table for the four of them, thendrained the pasta.When she got to the salad, Killer stepped upbehind her.
“I’m clean now, baby.”Hekissed her neck, sucking on her pulse.“Fuck, I missed you.”Hishands banded around her waist, drawing her back against his cock.She felt the hard length on his cock against her ass.He moanedthen reached up to cup her breast.“Wish they were gone.I’d fuckyou right now before we eat.”
She wanted that.Closing her eyes, shecrossed her legs feeling heat spill into her panties.
Stink cleared his throat making themaware of his presence.She jumped at the sudden intrusion whileKiller laughed but didn’t pull away immediately.
“Sorry,” Stink said.“Ididn’t mean to interrupt.”
“Yes, you did.”Killer pulledaway, dropping a kiss to her neck as he left.
Out of the corner of her eye she sawhim go to the fridge withdrawing some juice.
