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thirty-two
was quite a feat, which meant; she had no down time for a social
life. That would be why she came to him.
    The way she played with her brown hair
and crossing her legs seductively while looking towards him mind
you, not the cameras, told him she was taunting him. Teasing him to
come play, yet when he brought her the flower, he felt the chill
she instantly tried to put between them, and yet her nipples
through her sheer top told him otherwise. She was turned on by him.
Tall, he was. Handsome, he knew. However, the dark hair, well that
he wasn't and there was a reason behind the fact she didn't want
any man with light colored hair. Some man must have hurt her bad
that she could never let another blonde-haired man seduce her
again.
    That thought of hurt he knew all too
well. He thought of his own personal reasons for why he chose to do
what he was doing now. Falling in love with a woman with a rich
family is one thing. Being told, after your surfing career had
crashed, that you were not worthy of her love or able to provide by
her father was another. The proverbial, add salt to the wound, was
when she stood behind her father, holding his daughter's hand and
agreeing that this was for the best.
    He could have easily crashed and
burned if it weren't for Zachery. His best friend growing up and a
man he could always count on to watch his back out in the water, on
the surf, or in life in general. Zachery came up with the idea but
had no way to back it financially with his job as a bartender. Trey
did.
    He sat down at his small balcony
table, scooted his chair in, and took another long drawl of his
beer while he watched the surf. He let his steak rest for a few
minutes before eating it. The first cut into his steak made him
think of Jennifer's smile. The way she could toss a sexual hint
with just the corners of her mouth turned upwards. The first tender
bite of his medium-rare steak, he thought about some of the words
she used to describe herself, and he mentally added a few more to
that list: tease, flirt, sexually dominate in the corporate world
and in dire need of some sexual submission in the bedroom,
preferably with him in command.
    He took the bite of steak and let the
juices slide out from each chew. The thought of her naked body came
to mind. Spread out on his bed, with her dark hair a mess and that
sexy flirtatious smiling urging him on. He envisioned her with a
bald pussy, wet and waiting for his tongue to lash out at her
clitoris, and felt his fingers ache to thrust inside that wet cunt
of hers. His cock twitched inside his shorts, and a smile grew upon
his face. Each delicious bite of his steak made him think more and
more of her, and how badly he wanted to fuck her until she could no
longer deny that what she really wanted was this particular blonde
surfer boy.
    The sun was setting over the ocean
with glorious brilliant colors dancing together while the waves
crashed against the shore. There were a few people walking along
the public beach below. Trey took his business inside, leaving his
empty beer bottle and his empty plate on the table.
    The pulsation of the hot shower on his
chest beat against him like a drum. The image of Jennifer and her
enticing copper brown eyes made him harder as he envisioned her
kneeling before him letting her hands roam up his legs. He let his
hand wrap around himself, and he began to stroke up and down as if
it was Jennifer doing the stroking. He felt her hot wet mouth slide
over him, and he placed a hand against the tiled shower wall as he
felt himself about to come. The hot shower water now pulsed over
his face as his hand stroked harder, faster. All it took to go over
the edge was the vision of her sultry sexy body laid out before
him, and he was gone.
    Trey did not need to watch the
interviews of her again, knowing full well what it did to him, but
he did any ways, well past midnight. He studied every aspect of
her, and what her responses were. He finally decided that the