?I?m going to have to document this, you know,? Olivia said. Adam gave her a contrite nod. ?Yes, I understand. Absolutement.? ?It?s paperwork. I hate paperwork.? ?Sorry ?bout that, Olivia.? ?Look, half the staff are apparently sick today but at least they had the decency to call in, right? It?s called responsibility. And you were actually here . You didn?t look sick racing off on your bike like that.? Adam hung his head low and shuffled his feet. It hadn?t been the greatest morning for Olivia. When she came in, she was told that Lynn had left a message that she would be taking another personal day. It was what she had expected and recommended. Then several other staff called in sick, including Cassie. So short-staffed and without their day-receptionist, Olivia found herself behind the front desk directing both staff and public traffic all morning long. While she waited for the afternoon emergency relief coverage to arrive, Adam had walked in for his shift. She decided to take care of business with him right there. She addressed the situation about him just leaving work the day before and not answering his phone or calling back to say where he was and what he was doing. She was deliberately side-stepping the real issue, though. ?Is that guy gonna cause trouble for the centre?? Adam asked. Olivia sighed and folded her arms. He obviously wasn?t too sick to deck Dominic, either. She looked off past his head. Um?if it?s any help, I hadn?t actually started work before I hit him and we were outside of the centre,? he added, a hesitant grin on his lips, ?Technically, we were just two guys out on the street having a disagreement, yeah?? Olivia squinted at him, a sour, sarcastic look in her face. ?Technically he or I could have called the police on you.? ?Uh?yeah. Thanks for not doing that.? ?And I thought you wanted to become a lawyer,? she scoffed. Olivia scratched her head in frustration then said, ?No. Dominic eventually just hauled his butt off the ground and then he and his?that?.the woman he was with left.? ?Bien ,? Adam remarked. ?Um? Not good,? Olivia corrected, ?You don?t hit patrons. Ever. You don?t go punching anyone on or near the property again. You do, and I will personally get the rope and find the tallest tree and?? ?I got it, Olivia,? Adam said and nodded. She couldn?t shake her consternation. ?Why did you even hit him anyway?? she said, frustrated that this whole conversation seemed to be unfolding ass-backwards. He shrugged. ?He seemed like he deserved it,? Adam replied, ?It looked as if I beat you to the punch, though.? She glared at him. She wanted to be angrier than she was, to be honest, wanted to rain Hell from on high upon him. She wanted to document it, put him before a full review and have him suspended. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to go through all that. Besides, he was probably right and had saved her from busting her own knuckle on Dominic?s chin. So instead, she allowed the uncomfortable pause between them to linger for several long seconds before flipping some papers around on the desk. She grumbled, ?Juan is covering at the pool this morning. He had to do the seniors aqua-fit.? ?Juan ?? Adam remarked, ?Did anyone drown?? ?Fortunately, no,? Olivia replied dismissively, ?But I?m sure your geriatric groupies will miss you if you don?t make it to your afternoon class. So unfortunately for me, I need you today.? Adam kept his mouth shut and nodded. ?Get going.? Without a word, Adam pivoted and headed down the hallway. ?Is she alright?? Olivia called to him, still staring at the papers on her desk. He stopped and turned around. ?Who?? After a moment, she shook her head and said, ?Nevermind.? Adam hesitated before running off to the pool. Olivia scratched her head. She had to call Lynn. * * * * * * * * ?Maybe I went a bit too far,? Lynn said to herself. To be honest, her mind wasn't really on the display counter of slacks she had walked around for the tenth time in the last five minutes. If her goal for going shopping was to clear her head, it was a failing endeavour. ?Is there anything that I can help you with?? the young female shop assistant asked. Lynn jumped a bit when she spoke. She scanned the slacks, hastily chose one and asked, ?Would you happen to have this one in black, maybe size 32x34?? The assistant replied apologetically, ?I believe they only come in the tan, olive, or blue.? ?Could you check in the back?? Lynn asked. The young woman hesitated but then politely obliged, heading to the back storage room. Lynn was left to her thoughts again. ?I probably went too far.? Ending up in bed with Adam was one thing. She had acted purely on impulse, a totally impetuous moment, caught up by the stresses of the day and the incessant urges of Adam. She had a momentary lapse of her senses after many months of having no way to express her own pent up desires. It was all Dominic's fault, stunting her passions at their peak on the night of her birthday. No amount of self finger play and battery operated lengths of silicone could provide the type of satisfaction she craved. Young Adam was a willing outlet, and, God, was he certainly able. But then there was the night's second feature. That she had trouble figuring out at the moment. How she went from the calm, reasonable, reassuring person to the one on her knees sucking on Adam's cock as if it were a feeding tube filled with nectar was a serious puzzlement. The last time she remembered being so voracious while giving a blow job was back during
escort izmit her freshmen years in university. Yet, she couldn't get enough of the sensation of Adam's attractive length throbbing in her mouth. ?Adam,? she muttered to herself. What was it about him that brought about that giddy optimistic feeling from within her, that sense of easy abandonment? Their banter and chats always came so easily, playful but always respectful and, in their own way, meaningful. And now maybe that could very well translate to their sex life together. ?Their sex life.? Lord, that thought alone made her head spin and heart pause. Was she really anticipating more encounters with Adam like the night before? The sudden chime of her cell-phone interrupted her thoughts. ?Hello?? she answered. ?Hey, it's Olivia.? ?Oh hi,? Lynn said, checking around the store before moving to a secluded corner, ?How's it going?? ?I want to inhale about a litre of espresso right about now.? ?Ooh.? Lynn winced. ?Sorry to hear that.? ?My fault,? Olivia sighed, ?I told you to stay away for a day. Where are you?? ?At the mall. Shopping.? ?Ahh, very nice. What are you buying me?? Olivia asked. ?How about something cute for your daughter?? Lynn offered. Olivia fluttered her lips. ?Uh-uh. She's a spoiled brat. Her mommy is the one who needs to update her wardrobe.? Lynn laughed, ?That bad a day, huh?? ?Half the centre has taken the day off! Even Papi isn't coming in tonight. It's like a mid-summer strike.? ?Really?? Lynn said, then almost too quickly asked, ?Is Adam there?? She suddenly froze, realizing her error too late. There was an uneasy silence on the other end of the line. Olivia finally spoke, ?Okay. Spill it.? ?Spill what?? ?Adam followed you home yesterday.? Lynn had to think fast and speak faster. ?What? No, he didn?t. Not that I know of, anyway.? ?I?m outside. No one?s around,? Olivia prodded, ?You can tell me. What happened?? ?Nothing!? ?Lynn...? ?Unless Adam was spying on me through my window?which is kind of creepy to think about?no, he did not follow me home. I did not see Adam. I do not know where Adam went. There was no Adam in my vicinity,? Lynn insisted. She could hear quick Olivia?s mind whirring on the other end. Lynn continued proclaiming innocence, ?What, are you thinking he came over to comfort me? Hoping to take advantage of an emotionally vulnerable woman?? ?Yes. That sounds like Adam.? ?And you think I was in that desperate and dire need of a quickie?? ?That sounds like you.? ?Do you actually think he and I would...that we possibly could...? Lynn sputtered emoting an incredulous tone, ?Oh my God!? Damn, this lying stuff brought out the performer in her. ?So did you?? Olivia asked. She was dogged. ?He wasn't with me!? Lynn exclaimed pointedly. ?Really?? ?Olivia, I didn't sleep with Adam!? ?Um, miss?? Lynn gasped and nearly dropped her phone. Why the hell was the shop assistant constantly sneaking up on her like that? The earnest young woman apologized, ?I'm sorry, but we don't have these pants in black.? ?Uh, okay,? she said, looking at the assistant as if she were speaking Latin at her, ?I'll take the olive. No, the tan. No, the olive.? ?Um, alright. Size 32x34?? ?Yes!? She glared at the young woman as she turned tail and scurried away, then she returned to her call. ?Who are the pants for?? Olivia asked. Lynn's mouth hung open but void of a logical response. Instead she breathed, ?Uh...huh?? ?Well, unless you've gained a considerable amount of weight and height in the past 24 hours, and are now into men's sizes, I don't think those pants are going to fit you.? ?Shit,? Lynn mouthed, looking around the store for an answer to appear amongst the clothing. ?For...a friend. Actually I mean my cousin...back in Taiwan,? she explained. ?I thought your cousin was a woman?? ?She's going to give it to her boyfriend,? she said, cringing at her own words. ?You're mailing your cousin a pair of pants? And she's going to give them to her boyfriend?? Lynn nodded quickly. ?Yes.? She had no follow up. After a long, excruciating pause, Olivia responded dryly, ?Ok. I'm going out for that espresso now.? ?I'll be in tomorrow. See you, then,? Lynn offered, grateful that Olivia seemed to be letting her off the hook for now. ?Alright. Fine. Bye,? Olivia responded, ?Try a size 33 waist, though.? Click. Lynn put away her phone. Holding a hand to her chest as she steadied her breath, she looked into a shop mirror. Her cheeks were flushed pink and her whole face was glistening from a sheen of perspiration. Thank God she got away with it for now, she thought. Then, she smirked to herself and finally had to laugh just for the hell of it. Who was she kidding? Olivia was well on her way to figuring it out. She would have to confess to her sometime, tell her about how she and Adam had it on at her apartment...and perhaps even more. Could be fun. She grinned. Funny how both those thoughts --revealing all to Olivia and possibly having more interludes with Adam in the coming days-- actually excited her. Suddenly feeling comfortable in her skin again, Lynn went to pay for the slacks. * * * * * * * * Cassie lay upright in bed, covers pulled up over her chest, smoking a cigarette. The sheets were soft on her bare skin and the warmth of the other nude body lying soundly asleep beside her seeped into the entire mattress. Still, she felt cold inside. She had decided to skip work this day, just spend some time to relax, to think. She reached for her purse on the nightstand
izmit escort and rummaged through it. Eventually she pulled out a gold chain-link wrist-band engraved with the letters ?A.D.? Holding it up to to the bedside lamp to admire, it shined brightly. It was very handsome. Very expensive. It felt just as cold as she did. Dropping it back into her purse, she set it aside and took another drag over her cigarette staring across the room at the empty wall. There before her, the scene of her and Adam from the night before played out. He had arrived at her door in the evening all sweaty and sexy. She had been ready for him, wearing a red teddy gown and a whole lot of nothing else. Finally, she was going to get her hands, and everything else, on him. Adam walked past her and into the house as if she were in a hazmat suit. Then in his usual disarmingly cool and charming way, he proceeded to apologize profusely and essentially tell her that he wasn't in it for the long haul with her. ?I know we did things together and maybe it seemed like it was something more, but that's not how I feel. It was dumb and immature of me to lead you on,? he had explained, ?I'm totally a jerk for it.? All the while, her face had contorted more and more like a corkscrew. He stabbed at her with his cliched words, ?You're a lot of fun to be with, a great girl. We always seemed to be just having fun which other, but I didn't think we were actually going out exclusively. I just want to be friends. That's it.? ?What...the hell brought this on?? she had asked. Adam reached into his pocket and pulled out the wrist-band, her birthday gift to him. ?I can't accept this. It's too much. When you gave this to me, I could tell how serious you were and I knew I wasn't being fair to you.? He placed it in her hand. It had felt like a piece of broken glass was pushed into her palm. ?I'm sorry, Cass. I don't know really what else to say.? ?You're an ass-hole,? she had snapped. ?I know. I have been one. I want to stop. J e suis trés désolé. ? ?Fuck you and your French crap.? Adam nodded, apologized again, then walked out of the house, leaving her fuming, the wrist-band squeezed in a clenched fist. Now, lying in bed, having had time to think about it, it still didn't sit right with her. She always knew Adam and her weren't completely committed to each other. He flirted with other women, possibly slept with them, but she was the same way with other guys. But there was always something that drew her back to the young Frenchman, made her thoughts linger on him more, and raised her hopes that something permanent could actually come about between the two of them. Until then, Adam was Adam and flirted and charmed his way around with all the other women in the centre , but Cassie was riding shotgun with him always. What bothered her most was that she still felt like this had something to do with Lynn. It could have been Adam's sad attempt to feign maturity just so he could have the chance to screw th e supervisor. The thought would have made her laugh if it first didn't make her sick. Besides, Adam could pretend to behave like the king of France, but a cold fish like Lynn still wouldn't have him. She kept him down like a puppy in training. Yet, Cassie couldn't deny how well the two of them got along. Over time while she worked at the centre , she always felt like she was sharing Adam with Lynn. She couldn't understand that. She could tell that Adam regarded Lynn d ifferent ly . He did his usual routine with her to be sure, but Cassie always sensed there was something more going on between them. Their personal conversations, the way Adam would settle down to just talk with her, the way he smiled and laughed with her was different. It made the way he treated Cassie seem kind of generic. And t he fact that it was with Lynn, though, the bane of her workplace existence dug at her. It just didn't make any sense. To think that he had possibly raced off the other day to try to be with Lynn...it made her shudder and she shook it off with an indignant, ?Yeah, right.? She squashed her cigarette into an ashtray. ?What's right, baby?? Trevor said with a yawn as he rolled over the bed and flopped his log of an arm across her belly, ?Us? We were so fucking right about an hour ago. Always love a good, unexpected romp. W e should've recorded it on video.? ?I told you I'm not doing that shit with you, ? Cassie scoffed. ?Then we get you and Adam,? Trevor said dreamily, his eyes still shut, ?We'd make so much bank.? Cassie clucked her tongue and shoved away his arm. Speaking of ?bank? she recalled that she was running low on funds herself at the moment. She climbed out of bed and picked her clothes up off the floor. ?Where you off to, sweet cheeks?? Trevor mumbled. ?I have to go make a withdrawal,? she replied. * * * * * * * * * 6:41 p.m. To: Lynn_ X > ?Papi didn't come in. Going to fill in aft hrs. Want to pop by?? 6:55 p.m. To: A d .D.> ?Going out with a friend 2night.? 6:57 p.m. To: Lynn_ X > ?Would like to c u.? 7:01 p.m. To: A d .D.> ?Maybe. Will call. Gotta run.? * * * * * * * * * Adam tossed the last two garbage bags into the bin behind the centre. It was dark outside, the night creeping in faster as the summer raced towards the end of the season. It was still too damn hot out, though. He couldn't remember such a hot summer. The heat weighed on him as he dragged his feet back into the centre. He could use a bit of a refreshment. The pool was
izmit kendi evi olan escort calling. From a very young age, Adam was a natural in the pool. He glided and cut through the water as if it were tufts of air surrounding him, keeping him aloft. Water was a cleanser, a relief . It swept past him and pulled away his concerns as he moved through it. With the centre closed, he had the whole pool to himself. He only switched on the minimum number of lights needed to cast a glow through the pool area. Within moments of dropping his shorts and tossing aside his shirt, he dove into the warm pool, knifing through the surface. He broke into swift strokes , his arms whirring and slicing ahead like well-tuned pistons, his legs propelling him forward. His svelte, lean shape was made for swimming, moving through the pool as easily as following a breeze. He lost count of how many laps he had done after six, but he finally stopped in the middle of the pool, turned over onto his back, and relaxed his limbs and steadied his breathes. Floating, eye s toward the ceiling, his ears just below the water level, he listened to his own breathing and heartbeat. He felt solitude. His thoughts free to wander, he wondered where Lynn was, who she was with, what she was doing. Ever since the previous night he had spent with her, he wanted to call her, to hear from her. It made him uneasy how much she was on his mind. It had felt incredible. He never imagined how truly beautiful it could be with a woman like Lynn. She was both giving and hungry, strong and passionate. The whole thing could have been a dream. But then he remembered her face, recalled every curve and slope o n her lovely body, heard her gasps and soft cries of ecstasy in his head, tasted her skin and her lips in his mouth. It had been very real. Adam closed his eyes, his heart beating faster. He felt a stiffening shift in his trunks. What surprised him more than anything though was that he looked forward to not only being in bed with her again, but just to be with her. No one else made him feel the way she did. He knew that now. Even Janine --for all her romantic airs and her comforting, encouraging words -- never had the effect on him li ke Lynn did. In the end, Janine was always a lady of the night, her attentions spread amongst the men who passed through her door. It was only now that he was fully aware of the risk he had taken that night he approached Lynn in the showers. He had gambled the relationship they already had. It actually was a stiff jolt to his gut to think that, if she had rejected him completely, what they had together could have been lost. Their conversations, their teasing, their friendship, all lost. What would he have done then? Adam sighed. He was thinking too much. Right now, there was only one thing he really wanted. Suddenly, something struck him on the shoulder. Or it was more like it lightly bounced off of him. It was enough for him to lose his concentration and sink down into the water for moment. He came back up with a light splash before treading water. Looking around, he realized a children's foam floatation ?noodle? had been tossed into the pool with him. ?So you're alive. That's good,? Lynn said, standing at the edge of the pool, ?I was worried I would have to give you CPR.? Adam wiped the water from his face as he focused on her. ?Hey.? ?Hey, yourself,? she replie d, ?You know you could get into big trouble for swimming alone unsupervised.? She pointed to the pool regulations on the wall. Adam chuckled. ?Really? Sounds familiar. ? ?Uh-huh. Good thing I'm here, isn't it?? ?I thought you said were going out with a friend.? Lynn shrugged. Grinning she said, ?So what...you and I aren't friends, anymore?? Adam mirrored her grin. ?Are we?? She eyed him. ?I don't know about that,? she teased, ?Good friends don't just send one text message to each other after they...uh...? ?Share d almond milk together?? he said, with his trademarked eyebrow raise. Lynn rolled her eyes. She looked down and scuffled her feet. ?Yeah.? ?You didn't happen to bring any with you?? Adam asked. ?Does it look like I'm carrying anything with me?? She held out her hands to her sides. He noted that she probably couldn't be carrying much in her cut off denim short-shorts and halter top. She was quite tasty looking and he quickly forgot about the almond milk. Lynn strolled around the pool, her hands behind her back, as Adam continued to tread water. ?How did I know I would find you here, swimming?? she remarked. ?Je ne sais pas ,? Adam replied, ?I should check and see if you've put a bug in my shorts.? ?Ah, that reminds me,? she said, holding up a finger. She walked quickly to the other end of the pool. ?I did bring you something.? Adam swam over to her end as she picked up a shopping bag from the floor. ? I never got you a present for your birthday,? she said. ?I thought you did,? Adam quickly replied with a sly grin. Lynn rolled her eyes again and decided to ignore him this time. She pulled out a new pair of slacks and held them out on display. ?You like?? she asked. ?Pour moi ?? he replied. ?Yes, I figured you could use a pair of full length pants,? she chided, ?You know, you do have really attractive legs, Adam, but once in a while, less is more, alright?? Adam nodded. ?Okay. Okay,? he conceded, ? Merci .? ?So you like them?? ?Yeah, they look good,? he said swimming to the edge of the pool, ?Let me try them on.? ?No, no,? Lynn said, waving him off. She put away the pants then proceeded to remove her top, ?Afterwards.? ?After what?? She unzipped her shorts and pulled them down, kicking off her sneakers as she did, and revealing her white bikini bottoms to match her top. ?After I have a little exercise.? With that, Lynn jumped into the pool feet first.
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