Caught Off Guard (3 page)

Our job tonight was to mingle with the guests and just pretend to be invited as guests of Jackson’s. We got dressed, and all I could think about was I hope to hell she isn’t wearing anything too provocative, a man could only take so much. My hopes were dashed when I had seen her walk down the stairs with a sexy Elizabeth. I knew this spelled trouble already. Jackson is a little crazy about his girl. He is going to flip his lid when he sees her in her tight ass half dress.

I tried to watch the action unfold to prevent a scene, but all I could to was stare at little Zoey Blake dressed like a sexy vamp, ready for a fuck. I needed to rein this shit in. She is just another girl I want to fuck. I have been down that road before. There were lots of women I wanted to fuck and many that I did. I have walked away from women before, she was no different. Hell she wasn’t really a woman yet. She was still a teenager for heaven sakes, with a whole future ahead of her. I ignored her and her slutty heels that would look great wrapped around my head and returned to the couple. Thankfully everything was cool until she dragged Elizabeth away and introduced her to some guy. I could see the way he was eyeing both girls and I turned to see both Mr. Blake and Jackson making their way over there. I walked nearer to them and stopped to talk to a blonde who was flirting outrageously. I carried on a conversation about what I don’t remember as I watched the scene play out in front of me. I excused myself as I tried to control the tide of anger building in me when she left the room with this guy, who I’m assuming is the boy she was talking about earlier.

I followed behind them after grabbing a glass of wine off the server’s tray, guzzling it, and handing it back. My brother walked up to me and tried to stop me. “Bro let her go. There are other women.”

“Save it bro, I’m not listening anyway. I won’t kill him if that is what you are concerned about.” I said, as I shrugged his hand off me.

Jackson walked straight up to us. “What the fuck are you wearing?”

I rolled her eyes at him. “Relax Jax she is just dressed to dance and have some fun. Don’t be such an old man.” I pulled Elizabeth away and walked up to our mom just as my dad made his way to Jackson.

In walked my handsome big strong jock who smiled right at me and I returned the look with a bright smile of my own, only to see Mike watching me from across the room. “Hi Rick I’m so glad you could make it.” He gave me a peck on the cheek, and I blushed.

“You look beautiful Zoey. Really, really hot. I love the look heels.” The way he looked at me it was clear that he wanted to watch me in only those heels.

“This is my sister-in-law Elizabeth, Elizabeth this is Rick.” I said as I made the introductions.

“Wow you married Jackson Blake. He is definitely a lucky guy.” Rick winked at her and Elizabeth blushed, which her husband saw. Uh-oh Elizabeth noticed that her husband was looking murderous, so she waved to him. Elizabeth already knew how he was going to act, but told me that she wanted any of the bitches that wanted her man to know, he was taken. I just laughed because it was clear she was serious about scaring any of my friends away from my brother, not that he would notice them anyway. His eyes were for Elizabeth only. I turned back to where Mike was standing with a grimace. I don’t know what his problem was, but he needed to quit.

I could see that my brother looked ready to snap and so did Elizabeth. “Jackson!” She hugged his side and whispered in his ear. “You look so hot. You are wearing the purple tie, my favorite. Yummy, yum, yum.”

“Thank you Mrs. Blake. You look sexy, too in that poor excuse for a dress. I think you need to be punished. I’m going to take you upstairs and spank that ass later.”  Jackson kissed her passionately for Rick and any other guy to see; she is his. It was quite funny to watch. I was so happy that Jackson found someone to love. “Jackson, this is Rick. Rick this is my brother Jackson.”

My brother relaxed a bit when he realized Rick was here for me. We were having a quick conversation when Jackson’s partner at his law firm arrived.

“Hey Jackson, What’s this rumor buzzing around? You got married? I can’t believe it.” I always hated this ass. He was only partner because he was the senior lawyer on staff. He was only after my brother was promoted to partner and the other two lawyers retired.

“Yes, I did.” -Jackson said to him then turned to Elizabeth- “Buttercup this is the other partner in Blake, Thompson and James, This is Phillip. Phillip this is my beautiful wife, Elizabeth.” Thompson shook her hand. He seemed all put out by the news. “Why am I just hearing about it and didn’t get an invite?” I wanted to tell him it was because he was an asshole, but I didn’t want anything to ruin my party.

“Oh Phillip don’t get upset, none of us got invited. He stole her away to Vegas and tied the knot before she changed her mind.” My brother was glad for my reply. Maybe he won’t try to kill me for making Elizabeth super-hot tonight.

“Oh, I thought perhaps it was because of my wanting you and my daughter to come to an understanding.” Why did he just say that in front of Elizabeth? I want to deck the prick in his fucking mouth and my brother looked like he was thinking the same thing.

Just then the woman in question appeared. “Hi daddy!”

She walked right up to Jackson and kissed his cheek as she purred. “Hi Jackson, It’s been so long since we’ve been together.”  It was blatantly obvious that she was implying that she and Jackson had been an item, and I wanted to belt the whore. I noticed that Elizabeth was starting to get upset. 

“Samantha, I would like to introduce you to my lovely wife, Elizabeth. My lovely, this is Samantha Thompson.” Samantha looked like she was going to blow a gasket when she realized that the rumors she heard a moment ago were true. Ha, that is what you get, you twat!

“Will you excuse us I have to get my wife a drink?” My brother excused himself and left the dumb asses with me and Rick.

“Excuse us,” I said, pulling Rick with me before I said something to that bitch. I caught Mike staring at Rick, looking pissed, and I wanted to flip his ass off. He had a lot of nerve considering he was planning to fuck someone tonight. What a hypocritical prick!

“Your family home is freaking awesome. It has that old look to it.”

“Yes it was an old Colonial home that my grandparents restored when they purchased it. Let’s go out back there is a fountain that is as old as the house.”

“Cool, I’m into architecture from this time period and all the way back through history.” He smiled down at me, but I didn’t feel all giggly like I did before. I think Elizabeth was right, I wasn’t ready to go all the way with him. I didn’t even feel a spark anymore. I blame Mike for that. His handsome face and strong build had been messing with me and now all I want to do is kiss him.

We walked back to the fountain. “Wow! You were not kidding. It’s sweet!” Rick eyes went wide as he admired the fountain.

“Oh my god, don’t tell anyone I was gawking like a dork at this. They will not let me live it down.” He looked at me in abject horror. I had to laugh at his seriousness

“I won’t tell anyone.” I said, as I got a fit of the giggles. That was when he looked down said, “That is not nice Miss Blake.” We were close to each other and he continued, “But, you are beautiful when you laugh. I noticed it a few weeks ago. You absolutely light up.” He bent down to kiss me, then in walked the gorilla and ruined the moment.

I wanted to kill this motherfucking kid for touching my Zoey. His hands were all over her, so I shouted, “Get you fucking hands off her!” The young punk had jumped back at the sight of me opening up my suit coat revealing my side arm. If he thinks I won’t try and bury his ass he is mistaken.

“Mike what are you doing here? Go away!” The angry vixen shouted at me. I deal with her ass. Did she know that she was playing with fire? I’m a good guy, but don’t push me. No woman had made me feel like this and I couldn’t stand by and let him get what’s mine.

“If this little shit knows what’s best for him, he’ll get lost.” Without another word, lover boy fled from the back, and I thought instantly, ‘What a pussy!’

“What is wrong with you, you damn idiot?! Are you trying to ruin my night and embarrass me?” She walked up to in a fury.

“Fucking a guy outside would be embarrassing yourself.” I didn’t understand the insanity going through me, and had a feeling I would be crossing the line soon if I didn’t get it together

“We were not fucking, hell we were not even kissing, yet!” She ran from me and into the library through the back door. If she thought I would give up she was wrong. I followed her in because this discussion wasn’t over yet.

“I don’t need you to protect me.” She sneered at me.

“The hell I don’t. Little girl that bastard had his hands on you. He’s lucky I didn’t break his neck!” I shouted at her. I was feeling very angry at the moment. The jealousy had reached its peak, and I was forgetting all the reasons I had avoided her. When she came down in the dress I wanted to escort her ass back upstairs to change.

“You are not my keeper. You are my brother’s lackey, and you are here to protect Elizabeth not me. So back the fuck up.” I shouted.

“As you wish your highness…” Before I could finish my retort Jackson cleared his throat. We both were shocked to see Jackson and Elizabeth in the dim light in the room. It was clear they had got some loving in at the party.

“Um, you two need to learn how to knock. Now what the hell is going on?” Jackson said angrily. Then he put his hand up as Zoey tried to reply. “No Zoey I don’t want to hear it from you. You are not on my good side right now. You dressed my wife up like a whore, but what is this that some pussy had his hands on you? And where?” Jackson said, as he was straightening his suit.

“Jackson it was that fucker that was flirting with your wife. They were out in the garden when he made his advances.” I knew I didn’t have a right to get mad, but I was nonetheless.

“Really you are such an ass. I’m a grown woman. If I want to have sex, I’ll. I don’t need my brother and his monkey telling me who I can or cannot be with. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to salvage whatever is left of my party and try to find Rick.” She huffed out of the room pissed and embarrassed, but I didn’t care I wasn’t going to let anyone touch her until I was certain I didn’t want her and that was looking less and less like a possibility.

I left the room and try to salvage what was left of my night. I saw Rick talking to some of his friends before he came up to me.

“Rick I’m so sorry about him. I told my brother and his bodyguards not to mess up my night, but it seems they didn’t seem to listen.”

“No problem, Zoey, I’m going out of town with my folks next week maybe you could come along. I would really like that.” He is really a sweet guy.

“Me too, but I’ll have to check with my parents’ schedule. It also depends how long my brother will be in town.” I smiled up at him. I was so glad he wasn’t mad at me for Mike’s behavior.

“That’s cool, goodnight babe.” He bent down and kissed me hard and hungry. I fell into it like I have before, but something was missing. I closed the door behind him, and saw Mike walking away pissed as fuck at me.

I had to remain at the party even though I wanted to do the exact opposite. From that moment on I hardly saw Mike, and when I did he had a group of my fake ass friends all around trying to see which one was going to his bed tonight.

He didn’t say another word to me the rest of the night, and I only caught him looking at me once. I thought he would be angry, but when I looked up he just seemed unhappy. I don’t know why when he had half the town’s prized whores hanging on to every word. Once I was close enough to hear his conversation. I could hear him tell tales of war time.

Of course all the dumb bimbos around him brushed up against his strong arms and asked the stupidest questions possible like, “So are all the guys in the marines as big and strong as you are?” I wanted to walk up to airheaded bitch and gut check her.

I called it a night early because I didn’t want to see which tramp he would be going to bed with tonight. All I could think about was it wasn’t me.

I took a shower since we were going out early tomorrow and I wanted to wash out all this hair product before it became a nightmare to get out of my hair. I was in the shower and thoughts of Mike had gotten in to my mind. I rubbed my breasts as I fantasized about him taking my virginity. I moaned as I pictured him kissing down my neck and down to my huge boobs, caressing them like a treasure before taking them into his mouth. Before I knew it I had my hands in between my thighs, and the loofa rubbing roughly against them before I made my way to my pussy. I was creaming with desire for him that I didn’t need to touch myself with a toy like normal. No, just the loofa and my hand would be enough, tonight. I barely slipped a finger in my wetness before I cried out, “Mike, yes, Mike!!!” I couldn’t believe that I just came like that; embarrassment colored my face. I was afraid that I was loud enough for everyone in the house to hear.

I took my time exiting the bathroom afraid that my mom would be waiting there to scold me about being loud and fantasizing about an older man. When I stepped into my bedroom I could have sworn I could smell the cologne Mike had been wearing. I knew it was just my active imagination, since I knew he’d be too busy to come to my room.