The Lance Gross Fiction Story
Written by Syreeta (@Only1ME_Syreeta)
The next day I pulled up into the driveway directly behind Chloe. Her silver GMC Envoy was blocking my place into the garage. Usually that pissed me off whenever company did that. I hated for my Audi to get dusty from the Tucson sandstorms, but Chloe…well…she can have or do whatever she’d like. I’d be her accomplice or alibi if she ever asked me to.
I climbed out the car and walked up the driveway to her truck. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, opening her door.
“Hi beautiful,” I greeted.
“Hello handsome,” she smiled while giving me her hand.
I helped her step out the truck while admiring her business woman apparel. She wore a black and white sheath dress trimmed in jewels around her neckline. Her dress stopped shortly past her knee and was complemented with black peep toe pumps. She was my epitome of sophistication. Art in motion.
“I knew you would get home first so I got here a little earlier so I could catch you alone. We need to talk,” she said, speaking softly and closely in my ear.
“Let’s go inside,” I said, leading the way.
The moment we got inside I backed her up against the front door and kissed her. My hands begun to entwine in her soft curls as my tongue danced with hers. My dick hardened. She tasted like cherry pie, so sweet and delicious. I moved my lips over to her earlobe, sucking and biting it.
She moaned her protest with an airy plea, “Lance…we can’t…not here. She’ll be home soon.”
I didn’t stop. I pulled her dress up and stuffed my hand down the front of her panties. I rubbed her clit until she began to rain down and then put my finger inside her. She ooo’d in ecstasy as I rotated my finger inside her. Her head fell back against the door and she began to ride my finger. I knew my wife would be coming in soon but I needed to feel her if only for a minute.
I withdrew my finger and stepped back. She stood up against the door breathing heavy and trying to pull down her dress.
I unfastened my belt and unbuckled my pants. When I pulled my dick out her eyes widened and she looked at it like it was dinner time. She licked her top lip and lowered to her knees. I walked up closer and she took it in her hand. She didn’t play no games…no warming up to it, no feeling it out…she got right to business, stuffing the tip of it into her mouth and sucking on it. While she swiveled her mouth around it, she hummed. It felt so good she had me standing on my tippy toes.
If we had no time for anything else, the only thing I wanted was to be inside her. I stepped back and pulled her to her feet. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I pulled them panties to the side and stuffed it into her tight, warm hole. I was in it all of 30 seconds when I heard the garage door opening.
“She’s here,” I said, pulling out and placing Chloe’s feet back on the ground.
Chloe, pulled her dress down, ran her fingers through her hair and went over to the table and took a seat. I took two steps at a time crossing over into our bedroom. I grabbed a towel, wetting it and washing the remnants of Chloe off of me.
When I made it back downstairs, Colleen was just making her way into the house carrying two grocery bags.
“Hey,” I replied taking the bags out of her hands. We kissed.
“How was work?”
“It was pretty busy. We ended up getting that contract with Copenhagen Imports.”
“OH MY GOD BABY!” hugging me. “THAT’S GREAT! Congratulations! I’m so proud of you and what you mean ‘WE’…you mean YOU DID THAT!”
I laughed, “Yea, Harry was so excited.”
“I bet! That’s a multi-million dollar contract!”
Chloe entered the kitchen. “What is all the commotion?”
“I was just about to ask where you were. I saw your car when I pulled up,” Colleen said.
“I was checking some voicemails, but what were you yelling about?”
“My baby just landed his marketing firm a multi-million dollar contract with Copenhagen Imports. He’s been working on that for weeks. YESSSSS!!!” Colleen cheered jumping up and down.
Chloe and I laughed.
“Harry better give you a big fat raise now,” Colleen added.
“Congratulations Lance,” Chloe said in a sultry tone that made my eyes linger on her lips. I could hear each consonant roll slowly off her tongue and I eyed her so meticulously that I could even see the air she breathed.
I took two slow blinks, snapping out of my trance. I feared looking at Colleen, afraid that I could not explain my stupor…but when I did, she had her head down taking the groceries out the bags.
“Chloe are you staying for dinner?” Colleen smiled.
“No, I want to work on my thesis some more tonight. I just came over to raid your closet like you promised. You know I have my heart set on those red and black Jimmy Choos.”
“Mmhmm! Well, I didn’t promise you those. I put everything on the right side that you can choose from.” Looking at me, “Baby, can you show her where?”
“Sure,” I said, giving Colleen a peck on the lips.
“I’m gonna start dinner.”
“Okay,” I said.
Chloe followed behind me on the stairs with one hand grasping my right cheek.
Once we got into the privacy of my master bedroom, I turned around and grabbed her hands. We stared into each other eyes as the space between us rapidly disappeared. I was a hair’s width from her lips. I took her face into my hands and kissed her with all the warmth inside me.
Walking her forward I laid her down on the bed.
She jumped up, “We can’t. Not here. I can’t do that to my sister.”
Frustration filled her face as she ran her palms against her temples and then through her hair. She walked to the closet and I followed behind her grabbing her waist from behind.
“We’ve gone too far already but that’s too far. Not in her bed,” she reiterated.
“I know. I’m sorry,” I said kissing her neck. Her breathing was heavy and her heart raced. I felt bad putting them both through this but Chloe wouldn’t agree to be with me. If she had, I would’ve been left Colleen but Chloe kept saying she couldn’t do that to her sister. I’m not sure what was worst but I’d take a piece of her rather than none at all. I was insanely in-love with her.
Chloe moved my hand from her waist and stepped forward reaching for a blue and white print maxi dress. It was one of my favorite dresses Colleen would wear. I don’t know what made her want to give it away, but I bet it would look even better on Chloe. She was a couple inches taller than Colleen. They had a similar build and features, but Colleen wore her hair shoulder length while Chloe let hers grow midway down her back. Chloe was seductive…anything but ordinary. Colleen was a good wife…predictable…ordinary…an okay lay.
“Can I help you try this on?” I asked already unzipping the back of her dress. She didn’t respond so I continued. I pulled her arms up over her head and slowly pulled the dress off. She turned around and touched my cheek. I saw so much worry in her face.
“What is it?” I asked.
She walked past me, looking into space. I turned around to face her, waiting for her to respond.
“Do you ever wonder what if?”
“All the time.”
Turning around to face me, “What if we ran away together? What if I would’ve met you first?”
“You would have been too young for me back then.”
“What if I was the right age? What if you could leave my sister to be with me and no one would look at us any differently? What if I could tell my sister and all my friends that I was in-love with an incredible man and they were all genuinely happy for me? What if I wasn’t your dirty, little secret anymore? What if I would have kept our baby?”
I watched her wipe a tear from her face. We had promised never to talk about it anymore because it was the reason we stopped us the first time. I wanted her to have the baby and she fought to not have it. I was ready to leave Colleen again then but Chloe was against it. She had it so wrong. She wasn’t my dirty, little secret. I was hers…