Addicted to Her Curves

He had to wonder if they were working this right. He didn’t want to screw it up. This was his future and he’d do whatever it took to make it work.

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“It’s really beautiful weather,” Connie said, tilting her head up to the sky.

Scott watched her as he nibbled on a strawberry.

Taking her out on a date was a ruse. He was tired of doing everything behind closed doors. The park was full. The sounds of screaming kids filled the air. Families and couples had all come out for the weekend and he found it the perfect excuse to have his woman outside for the world to see. No more hiding.

She wore a yellow summer dress with white daisies on the print. Her long hair fell down her back. Her feet were bare as she’d kicked off her flats. Every now and then, she put her feet down on the cool grass and ran them back and forth. The dress was long enough that no one got a glimpse of what was beneath.

Did she even realize how tempting she looked?

His cock threatened to burst from his zipper.

“What was it you needed to talk to me about?” she asked, sitting up. The strap of her dress slid down her arm. She wasn’t wearing a bra but the bodice of the dress offered her support.

There was no chill in the air.

She tucked some hair behind her ear and offered him a smile.

After picking up a strawberry, he dipped it into the cream and pressed it to her lips.

“Scott?”

“Take a bite.” Cream already smeared her lips.

She opened her mouth and took a bite. She closed her eyes and moaned. “Juicy.

“Just like your pussy.”

“Scott, there are kids.”

“And they’re not even close.” He dipped the strawberry back into the cream and pressed it against her lips. This time, she finished it off without him instructing her.

“You do know people can see.”

“So what? They will see me feeding you strawberries.”

“And jump to a million different conclusions,” she said.

“Let them.”

“Nope. That’s how rumors start. Besides, you’ve gotten me to your picnic and you haven’t even told me why.”

“I want to spend some time with you.”

“You told me it was an emergency on the phone.”

“It is. I needed to see you so I could feed you. You’re here and I’m now able to do that.” He winked at her.

“Ah, so you lied to get me here.”

“My need is very real. I need you, I want you, and now you’re here.”

“You do realize this goes against the condition I had.”

“We’re friends. The town can suck my dick. We’re having some fun and friends can enjoy a picnic without there being any double meaning.”

“What double meaning?” Beau asked, taking a seat.

“Our woman here is worried what the town will think of me feeding her strawberries and enjoying a nice picnic with her.”

Beau picked up a strawberry, dipped it into the cream, and took a bite. He moaned. “Oh, wow, these are so good. You usually get really sour ones but these are so sweet. Connie, you have to try.”

He dipped the strawberry into the cream.

“I’ve already tried some.”

“And try some more for me, please. I want to see what you think.”

Connie looked between the two. “Don’t think I don’t know what it is you’re doing. I do. I see it and I know.”

“What?” Beau asked.

They had both agreed they needed to take Connie out of her comfort zone once and for all. The only way to do that was to stop hiding. He didn’t want to hide, not even a little bit.

She opened her mouth as Beau now fed her a strawberry.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Beau asked.

“I don’t know. I guess the potential damage to my reputation is there.” She shrugged.

“Look, if anyone is going to start on you, you come to us. Beau and I will put them firmly in their place,” Scott said. He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I promise.”

“I think you’re both bad for me. You’re making me forget a whole lot of choices right now.” She breathed out a sigh.

“And what choices are those?” Scott asked.

“I promised myself I wouldn’t let a man make me do stupid things.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, there are two men who are doing this for you,” Beau said. “You can blame us for everything.”

They both had a chuckle and she rolled her eyes. “You’re both bad for me. You know that, right?”

“And we want to be very, very good for you,” Beau said. This time he kissed her inner wrist.

Connie glanced around the park. “It is nice being out in the open, isn’t it?”

Scott smirked.

Her cell phone went off. He watched her face scrunch up. “I’ve got to go. It would seem my delivery is wanting my guy to sign off on stuff that hasn’t even arrived.” She got to her feet and before either of them could stop her, she was gone.