West Richland Tavern.

Tess was practically glowing while Eric held her hand in his and the light kiss he pressed to her cheek made her want to wrap her arms around him and ask him to stay. But she didn't, she knew she had a bad habit of letting things escalate too quickly when she liked a guy. So she let him leave, even though it was really difficult. "I had fun too," she smiled and leaned against the Tavern door as he started walking away," Goodnight Eric."She locked the door behind him and sighed, before turning off the rest of the lights and heading back upstairs to go to bed.

She changed her clothes and slipped between the sheets of the bed in the empty room. It felt odd being there with all of her things next door but she needed that locked door between her and the rest of the world. She looked at her alarm clock and thought briefly about DJ. He had never come back with Alexa. And here Tess had actually believed her when she said she wasn't sleeping with anyone but a client. Tess rolled her eyes, what a liar.

"Idiot." she whispered aloud, thinking of how quickly DJ had moved from kissing her silly the day before, when he'd walked in on her changing to now sleeping with another woman. Oh well, she thought, at least I know how he is now instead of later. She was angry he'd told her he would stay with her when she needed someone and then promptly run off after a piece of ass, leaving her alone.

At least Eric had made the day end well. She thought of him as she drifted off, wishing his arm was around her now. Just before she lost complete consciousness she wondered if she'd have any nightmares.

Eric and Eugene

Eric strolls across the street humming the song Tess danced to, heading up the stairs to Eugene's studio apartment. Using his spare key to quietly let himself in, shushing Sadie as she whines wanting attention. Undressing on his way to the guest room, fastidiously folds his clothes to place in the dresser. Sliding the drawer out quietly places his clothes inside, he just as quietly closes the dresser drawer. Only in his boxers he climbs into the bed, Sadie hops on the bed curling up against his side. Eric's thoughts were of Tess being held close, her warmth, her light perfume and fresh clean hair.

Sleepping soundly until Eugene's alarm woke him, Looking in on his little bro Eugene waves Eric back to sleep. ''Get a extra couple hours Bro.'' Eric blinks his eyes sleepily at his big bro, flops his tussled head back onto the pillow. Eugene shakes his head with a groggy grin, Sadie follows him with a head to tail shake. Heading to use the facilities first thing, washing his hands, face and comb his hair. Pouring himself a mug of freshly brewed coffee, breakfast nuked in the microwave oven. Pouring Sadie some kibble in her little bowl, heads back upstairs to sit on the window sill. After Raven and Eugene talked awhile she left, he didn't know she would be back again.

Eric awoke roughly two hours later he thought, into the facilities first thing in the morning. Washing his hands, face and brushing his dark hair, ties it back into a ponytail for work. Heading downstairs for a mug of coffee, wholegrain cereal with banana slices and OJ. ''A breakfast of champions right Sadie?'' Scratching her ears as Eric gets a work uniform, he pulls on the pants and shirt. Walks to his overnight bag for socks, sits on a work stool and pulls them on. Work boots pulled on and tied, slips a belt on fastening the buckle. It's time to get to work prepping DJ's bike frame, as Eugene signs for parts in the garage entrance.

''Good morning Bro, when did you get in this morning?'' Eric grins at Eugene chuckling. ''I don't really remember Bro, I do remember Tess and I cooked a late Dinner. Nice meeting a girl that seems to like me, she's Hannah's younger cousin isn't that right?'' Eugene grins at his little Bro chuckling. ''Yeah she is, and a great girl too, just go slow with her. Now go get back work, you'll see her when we go to lunch.''
 
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Her body pulled slightly from him both excited and terrified at what was happening. When his warm lips reached er sex, and his tongue dove in, her back arched and her green eyes rolled back. Her fingers laced through his hair as he encouraged him to explore deeper. Her legs spread to accept more of his face and her hips bucked closer to him. "Ohhh. Please." She pleaded weakly.
 
He dipped his tongue into her as far as he could before with drawing it and thrusting it forward again. Her legs had splayed wide and he wrapped his arms around them, lifting them to his shoulders and his hands pressed firmly into the flesh of her upper thighs before sliding to her hips.

His tongue flattened and slid across her engorged clit and retreated allowing his lips to encircle it, and gently sucked it between them. His fingers stroked and massaged her silky as they made their way to her supple breasts. His lips released her clit only for his tongue to continue its assault before plunging back into her wet depths.
 
Having never been touched like this it wouldn't be long before she peaked if her kept going at it. Her hands gripped his arms and glided up slowly until they met his hands. Her body writhed, and her pelvis grinded into his mouth. She cried out as her bitter sweet fluid dripped for him. "E-easy." She pleaded through broken groans.
"Oh, fuck..."
 
"Oh, fuck..." he heard her groan and he redoubled his efforts.

Her hips bucked and undulated, as if seeking that perfect sensation that would send her over the edge. Her hands had left his hair and now rested on his as he slid them over her breasts, letting her distended nipples slide between his fingers. He gently kneaded and squeezed her mounds simultaneously pinching his fingers together to tease her hard buds.

Ethan continued to switch between fucking her with his tongue and sucking, licking and teasing her clit. He could sense that she was close to orgasm and he had made it his mission to push her over the edge and give her the release she sought.
 
Her back arches as wave after wave of pleasure rips through her. Her thighs tightened around his head. Her kegal muscles tightened as an orgasm over took her form. She cried out in desperation for the body wrenching pleasure to subside, but as he continued the pleasure did also to the point of mild pain. Then she felt one last pulse and her wet walls tightened forcing a small stream of cum to splatter across his chin as his mouth stimulated her clit and his fingers pinches at her semi sore nipples.
He continued sometime after, causing every muscle in her body to jolt with the passing of his tongue. "Please," She begged. "St-stop?" The oral stimulation had proven too much for her.
 
Ethan lifted his mouth from her and sat back on his haunches. He smiled as he watched lie there, panting and twitching as her orgasm subsided. He took immense satisfaction from knowing that he had been able to please her, it had been so long since he had been given the chance to please anyone.

His cock throbbed and ached from need and want. Slowly he slid up her body, kissing her soft skin and stopping momentarily to kiss and lick the length of her slippery slit once more. He took in the sight of her as he continued and his heart began to race even faster, in the anticipation of seeking his own release. He didn't just want it now, he needed it. He needed it from her, from being with her, from sharing in something that had always been so personal to him that it didn't matter the reason she was with him. He had resolved that no matter what happened at the end of their time together, there would always be a part of her that remembered this night.

Ethan held himself above her and gently kissed her neck before resting back on his knees and guiding himself to her entrance. Slowly he slid his hard member between her slick lips repeating the sultry dance she had teased him with earlier. He searched her eyes for a sign that she was ready as he teased her with the his now dripping head. He couldn't imagine anything being more perfect, except if she loved him.
 
She watched him now, her heart racing. The tightness of herself worried her, but she didn't plan on Letting that show. Chills raked her form as he adjusted himself. His body's warmth comforted her rapidly cooling flesh and as he moved down to take her, she guided her soft hands up his back. The muscles flexed there as he carefully moved.
A gasp, quiet and desperate left her as his lips found her neck. With the embrace of his shaft between her hot, seeping lips her green eyes locked on his. She smiled warmly and allowed the fingers of her left hand graze his cheek, brushing the few strands of loose hair from his damp forehead. She spread her legs wider to receive him, and her knees tickled at his sides. Hus head repeatedly brushed her swollen clit causing slight jolts. She then tangled her left hand's fingers in his hair and guided his face down to her's. Their noses glided against each other as her eyes closed. Her lips very timidly found the corner of his mouth, and then as their warmth left him she whispered. "Be easy..." A slight embarrassment touched her voice. "You are only..." She restarted timidly. "Only my second."
 
Her admission had caught him off guard. Ethan paused for a moment and looked into her eyes. He could see the fear, the vulnerability, and at the same time the want. He had never considered for even a moment that she had such limited experience. She was so passionate, and seductive, able to make his body and mind respond in ways that few others ever had.

Ethan leaned his head down and gently pressed his lips to hers, letting them linger much longer than the chaste kiss from before. He moved his leg from between hers and let one of his arms wrap around her as he slid to the side and pulled her on top of him. Her long flowing hair cascaded around his head enshrouding them in darkness. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her body tightly to him.

"Then let's take it slow...as slow as you need to." he whispered before lifting his lips to hers once again.
 
She blushed as he turned her, and the soft groan of the bed below them reminded her if her weight. She pulled from his lips and grasp shyly and shifted to hold all of her over 200 pound body from him. His shaft still rested between her soft lips, and carefully she guided his head to her opening.
She added just enough pressure to literally pop his head past her pelvic bone and deep into the two finger wide wetness of her pussy. Her slippery pink walls cling helplessly to his shaft as he buried deeper. Quiet, labored groans escaped her as he stretched her slowly. When finally the base of his shaft met her lips she held herself.there for a moment, doing all she could as to not crush him. She refused to sit up and expose her belly, so carefully her hips rose.

The wet walls suctioned slightly around his cock ad his head passed over her spot before catching on her pelvic bone. She cried out softly and forced him back inside. The pressure pushing her sticky sweet cum from her, and it glided gradually down his shaft.
She road him with an apparent shyness, based on her size. She felt horridly ugly and just hoped she wasn't hurting him.
 
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Ethan groaned loudly as he slid in and out of her hot slick wetness. She was unbelievably tight and the movement in and out of her gripped his shaft deliciously. The heat of the moment coupled with the unbelievable feel of her tight pussy were driving him on a steady path to filling her with his seed.

His previously closed eyes opened and he looked to see the woman that he had given control over their love making. He had hoped to see someone so lost in the moment that he himself would have become irrelevant, that he was mere the implement by which she would see pleasure of her own. Instead, her face bore a look of worry, or concern. She seemed to be awkwardly hold herself up from him as if avoiding as much contact with his body as possible. He started to wonder if she had become uninterested, possibly even repulsed by the idea of fucking him.

He moved his hands to her hips and held her tightly in place, stopping the previously wonderful feeling of her riding him.

"Hannah, what's wrong? We can stop if you don't want to do this." he whispered searching her eyes for any sign of what she was thinking.
 
Her voice shook with a nervousness. "N-no... I just..." She didn't want to answer now, she just wanted to satisfy him and be on her way. "I don't want to hurt you." She barely stammered her breath catching as her arms trembled from strain.
Her eyes met his, they ashamed and filled with a nervous fear. "Please... don't think less of me."
 
Ethan sensed that her fears lay much deeper than his well being. He smiled slightly, and he lifted his hand to the side of her face.

"It's ok Hannah, really. C'mon." he whispered, trying to let her know that he had gotten what he had come for. It wasn't just sex that he had been hoping to find when he stepped through the door of the tavern. It was company, a temporary respite from the endless lonely nights in a cold empty bed that greeted him every evening. He had hoped that for just a little while, he could feel like he wasn't alone and she had provided him with that.

He gently shifted his weight to the side using his legs while pulling her tightly to him. He lay there on his side and gently traced the delicate features of her face. The spell had been broken, and he slipped from her as their bodies settled next to one another's. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Wanna tell me what's really going on?" he asked as he continued to hold her close.
 
She would close her eyes and shake her head. Standing slowly she would make her way to the bathroom to clean herself before emerging to dress. Her gaze never once met his.
"You don't... owe me anything okay?" Her voice was soft as he pulled her corset up and began slowly lacing it. She tied it behind her with her nimble dexterity and then.buttoned her petticoat.
She pulled her long red hair back and reached for the door's knob. She wasn't good enough for him, she couldn't even pleasure him comfortably.
Her green eyes dampened as she turned to him and forced a small smile. "Come back anytime to be with one of the girls... They won't leave you as I have. I apologize and hope you enjoy your day." With that she opened the door, and grabbed her boots. She made her way down the stairs clutching them tightly in silence. He wrapped her arms around herself and made her way to the bar.

Soon her father approached her and sat upon a stool. He beckoned in ha harsh tone for some gin, and reluctantly she gave it to him and endured his slurred curses at her as he drank.
 
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Just like that, she was gone. Ethan lie back for a moment trying to comprehend what had just happened. He replayed every touch, and word in his mind trying to decipher what had led to her basically running from his arms.

Confused, sad, and even lonelier than when he had gotten here, he slid off the bed, and slowly pulled on his jeans. He slipped on his loafers and slid his crumpled shirt onto his shoulders. He took a last look around the room before reaching into his pocket. He slipped out the ring and looked at it, his mind lost in the sparkle of its shiny surface.

"This is what it has come to." he whispered allowed as he slipped the ring back on his finger slightly comforted at its familiar feel.

He made is way down the staircase and into the bar to see Hannah serving a drink to the older man from before. Ethan reached in his pocket and retrieved the folded bills that he had hesitantly placed there when he left his apartment earlier this evening. He walked over to stand beside the older man, before slamming the money onto the bar's top, then turning to walk out with his shirt tail flaling around his waist as he walked.
 
Jack had been driving by earlier when he noticed a very nice car outside of the club. He decided to have one of his partners run the plates and was surprised when he realized that it was registered to Mr. Foccarilli. He managed to find a nice place to watch and after a while he saw Hannah come down from upstairs and go towards the bar. He had seen pictures of her before, though he never formally met her. Jack was also surprised to see that Vince was in the bar as well as he saw him walk to the bar when Hannah got behind there.

His curiosity got the best of him and he got out of his car and made his way inside, passing a guy who had just exited the building. As Jack entered the bar he made his way over to where both Foccarilli's were and sat down next to Vince.

"Mr. Foccarilli, how are you doing today?" asked Jack as he looked over at him.
 
She could see the anger... The hurt in his face. She wanted to call out to him, to stop his leaving. Her shimmery green eyes followed his every step. Quickly she grabbed the money and walked after him in the darkness of the tavern. "Ethan... wait." Her voice was raw either from his stature or her father's persistent downgrading.
Carefully she grabbed his wrist and passed him the money. Her eyes screamed the pain and agony the old man brought her, that her face was not allowed to portray. "Don't... hate me." Her small hands took his large calloused ones and her trembling lips touched his fingers. She couldn't explain anything... "I'm sorry.. I'm just not myself today... Forgive me."

Vince glanced at the cop as his daughter tramped after the man. He mumbled, "Fucking whore..." Under his breath before addressing the man. "Fucking shitty... Daughter's a fucking worthless slut..."
 
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Troys large hand landed on his shoulder and he leaned down and whispered in his ear "I don't care who you are but if I ever hear those words pass your lips again I will beat you to within an inch of your life and then stuff your head up your ass. Now you are going to apologize to your daughter when she gets back and tell her why you came very politely or you won't make it home tonight in one piece I can guarantee you that."

Troy stood up smiling and turned to Jack. "And what brings you in here officer. As you can see we are not officially open, this is a family gathering so if you don't have business here kindly Piss Off."
 
"And her father's a fucking drunken idiot," replied Jack sharply. "Did you forget about our little deal that we had, Vince?" Jack asked as he leaned closer to him. He could smell the strong scent of alcohol coming from Vince. He looked him deeply in the eyes, "I told you that this area is off limits to you and Mr. Dumbrell, or did you forget? I'd hate to see a highly reputable individual such as yourself get sent to jail for public intoxication," Jack stated.

Jack looked over at Troy as he asked his question. "I saw a vehicle that looked like it wasn't properly taken care of and figured I should make sure this establishment was aware of that," replied Jack. "And I do have some things I'd like to ask the owner when she gets a chance."
 
Eugene was in the zone building DJ's S&S V-twin engine, with Eric daydreaming of Tess he was no help. Giving little Bro's rolling work stool a push with his boot, jolted from his daydream as he rolls backward. Pointing toward the Tavern in mock anger, trying not grin from ear to ear. ''Out! go get an early lunch with Tess, and don't forget to bring me something back!'' Eric jumps to his feet like he's on springs, snapping a sharp salute. ''Sir yes Sir.. going to an early lunch with Tess Sir!''

Grinning like a Cheshire cat he trots off, to the bathroom to wash his hands and brush his teeth. ''I won't forget to bring you something Bro.'' With that said Eric was off like a shot, to cross the street with honking drivers. He safely reaches the Tavern door stepping inside, letting his eyes adjust to the low light inside. When he could see Tess is outlined in sunlight, Eric's jaw drops as she's dressed in a sexy outfit. Close your yap you idiot he told himself, swallowing hard as he heads her direction. Tess was obviously lost inside her own thoughts, reaching where she sat leans down to whisper into her ear.

''A penny for your thoughts?''
 
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Tess was so preoccupied with her own thoughts she didn't even realize that Eric was almost standing on top of her. When he spoke she almost jumped out of her skin.

"You scared me," she told him before answering his question, "just thinking. I guess im the only one here right now."

She swiveled the bar stool around to face him and leaned back against the bar on her elbows. It caused her already ample chest to appear even larger in the corset, tthreatening to spill over the red and black material. She crossed her bare legs and inadvertently her foot stroked the inside of Eric's calf.

"What about you, what are you thinking," her blue green eyes looked up at him innocently. She had momentarily forgotten how proactively she was dressed.
 
Ethan stared at the wiring diagram plastered on the computer screen in front of him. He hated working on automatic temperature control for several reasons, but mostly because air conditioning was the most expensive option on a vehicle to fix. He would mostly likely end up spending a shitload of time running the thing down only to have the writer say that the customer couldn't afford it. Normally, he would have moved on to the actual testing part of the repair, but his mind kept wandering back to the events of the previous night.

He kept seeing Hannah standing there, looking sad and lost, hands trembling as she handed him back the money and asked him to forgive her. He hadn't said a word, just gently pulled his hand free and dropped the cash on the street. He was hurt, and embarrassed, and still in a state of confusion over what had happened to make things fall apart so quickly. He new that they wouldn't fall in love or anything, but it was they way she just left him lying there, naked and alone, no explanation just a simple "you don't owe me anything". He supposed that on ne hand in her business that he hadn't conducted himself like the typical customer that visited her establishment, but then again her confession that he was only her second belied that. had she been lying? Was it something that she had said many times before because men wanted to feel like they would teach her a thing or two? He had no idea, so he shook his head trying to drive his wandering thoughts away and get back to the task at hand.
 
Grinning mischievously as she jumps, Eric stood upright once again. ''Sorry about that wasn't my intention. The image of the way Tess was dressed, the position she seductively sat. He couldn't help but notice, the way her foot accidentally brushed his inner calf. In combination with the beautiful eyes, gazing up at him in a completely innocently way. Stumbling over his as he licks his lips, trying to wet them enough to even get a word out.

''I uhh, was ordered by Bro, to um get out and get a, a early lunch with you.'' Rubbing his suddenly sweaty palms on his work pant legs. "'Umm, what was I thinking?'' Swallowing hard again trying to think, Eric flushed, with heat rushing up into neck, and face. ''You're uhh, looking beautiful today.'' Just speak and stop making a fool of yourself, he would try to tell himself. ''Would you, uhh have lunch with me Tess?'' His mouth was dry as chalk, he had to lick his lips nervously again.
 
Tess smiled as the realization hit her of what she must be doing to him. Based on his reaction she could tell he liked it but didn't know what to do about it. He was adorable when he was flustered like this. She uncrossed her legs and leaned towards him feeling brave, she snaked her right arm around his waist and let it casually fall around his hip.

"Lunch sounds great, although its sort of brunch for me since I havent eaten yet today " she said, watching his eyes deepen,"I better change if we're leaving though, unless you want me to get arrested for solicitation," she added playfully as she stood up, keeping her arm around him she gave him a slight squeeze as a sort of hug before letting go and heading upstairs to change.
 
A grin curls upon Eric's lips as Tess leans forward, her arm slipping around his waist And as it slipped around his hip, her touch was definitely comforting. ''You're going to have to get three squares a day Tess.'' His expression slightly admonishing, as she joked he laughs out loud. ''No Tess, we don't want you getting arrested. Enjoying the slight one armed type hug, he felt good with each touch they shared. Watching her walk away and up the stairs, damn she sure was beautiful he said under his breath. Sitting on the bar stool Tess just vacated, reaching over the counter pouring himself a needed glass of water.
 
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