how it had happened, but first seeing her in
that sexy sundress then with that fuckwad Bobby somebody, he now viewed her in
a completely different light. No longer the cute girl next door, his baby
sister’s best friend, Maria now put him in mind of hot, sweaty sheets and full
pink lips he kept imagining wrapped around his cock while he pumped in and out
of her mouth.
“I’m going to hell,” he groaned. Maria and cock should
never go together, yet he couldn’t not think of them in the same sentence
anymore. Perhaps he was losing it for real. It had been months since he’d last
gotten laid. Of course. Sex would
solve everything.
Pleased he thought he’d found the answer to his new dilemma,
he called Brad and arranged for an outing. Tonight they’d hit a few clubs along
the beach and find women who wanted a good time. Nothing more, and for damn
sure nothing less, because he didn’t think his aching cock could handle it if
he didn’t come soon in something beside his hand.
He arrived home and took a long shower after easing himself
to fantasies of Maria, despite not wanting or meaning to. “Totally going to
hell,” he muttered as he dried off and dressed.
Brad arrived to hear him talking to himself. “Ah, you on
meds, bro?”
“Shut up.”
“Because I once dated a nurse, and I’m pretty sure I could
get you some more.”
“Ha ha.” They left and drove down to a popular hook-up bar
in Atlantic Beach.
After making small talk, Brad asked, “What the hell crawled
up your ass and died?” His smile grew. “Or should I say who?”
“Is it just me, or is Maria different?” Mike heard himself
asking and wished to hell he hadn’t.
“Different how?”
“I don’t know. Maybe her hair’s longer or something.” He
felt like an idiot the longer he talked, so he downed his beer.
“Maybe you’re finally seeing the real her.”
“Meaning?”
Brad sighed. “Meaning the girl has spent years trying to get
you to notice her. And bro, she’s really cute. Nice and funny, and Mom and Dad
love her. But you never saw her as anything but Olivia’s clone.”
“They’re always together.”
“Not always.”
Remembering her and Bobby at the beach, he described what
he’d seen to Brad.
“Oh yeah. Sergeant Bobby Thorn. Nice guy.”
“You’ve met him?”
Brad looked affronted. “You don’t think I checked his ass
out the minute I heard she was seeing him? Cavas take care of our own.”
Mike nodded. “Good.”
“But Bobby’s a good kid.”
“Kid? He’s maybe two or three years younger than you.”
“More her own age, sure. He’s solid, and he treats her well.
What’s not to like?”
The conversation severely annoyed Mike. “Yeah? Well, he was
talking about going down on her on a public beach, for Christ sake.”
Brad, the ass, laughed. “Who wouldn’t want to go down on her? Or are you into guys now? I mean,
it’s okay with me if that’s your thing. But, bro, Dad might—”
“Fuck you.” Mike glared and finished his beer. “It’s just…
She’s all grown up and changed. Different.”
“A real girl, eh, Pinocchio?”
“You are so annoying.” Mike wanted to rip his brother in two
but refrained lest he start a bar fight. He’d already seen a few of his Marines
mingling on the dance floor. No need to show himself as the ass his brother
often accused him of being.
“Annoying but perceptive,” Brad said. “Face it. It was
flattering to have a cutie like Maria crushing on you. Then she grows up and
figures out it was a phase. So now you’re bereft of a familiar association.”
“Seriously? You talk like this at work, it’s a wonder your
guys don’t pound the shit out of you on a daily basis.”
Brad laughed. “I’m sure they’d like to. Look, I’m good at
reading people. Maria’s all grown up now, Mike.” Brad’s eyes narrowed. “So all
that lust you’ve been carrying around for her all these years, you can put it
to good use.”
“Bull. I never lusted