Xander   “I'm all ears", she says as she leans forward to give me her full attention and inadvertently pushes her breasts together giving me a glimpse of them over the top of her dress. Well fuck me. Does this girl know what she’s doing to me?   I try to bring my attention back to her eyes but damn is it hard with those plump twin peaks begging for my attention.   “Erm yeah…” I say as I try to get a grip. This is not going how I planned. I knew we had chemistry from the day at the doctor’s room, but this is ridiculous. I feel like a horny teenager. “…I have a business proposition for you", I say as I force myself to snap out of it. I can’t go down this road with Hayley, not if I want this plan to work.   “A business proposition?”   “Yes…like I said, my gran thinks highly of you and I think highly of her so I'm hoping we can reach an agreement that will be mutually benef

Hayley   After lunch with Xander, which was awesome by the way because I love being around him, I know I have to deal with my family. I get home, greet my fur babies and try to mentally prepare myself for the talk I know I need to have with my family.   A clap of thunder resounds and I look out the window just as the heaven’s open up and rain begins to pelt down furiously. My already fearful heart stresses even more “Dear God please don’t let this be a sign" I murmur to myself. Mum and aunt come home around the same time, both drenched to the bone and I order pizza as I wait for them to bath and warm up. When we are all in our pyjama’s in front of the television with the heater blazing its warmth over us, I decide to start my well rehearsed speech.   “So I need to tell you something.” I say as they both look at me expectantly.   “Well, I’ve been seeing someone for a while no

Xander Dinner was a success. Everyone got along and we were comfortable around each other. Gran is happy. I can see it on her face and I know I’m doing the right thing. Hayley’s here today. The both of them really get along. We are meeting the wedding planner. Thus far everything’s been done via email but gran insisted with just weeks away from the wedding Hayley and I had to make final decisions in person…so here I am on a Saturday morning when I could be out shooting hoops with the guys. The wedding planners name is Mindy and honestly I was expecting someone older. I knew the minute she smiled at me she was going to be trouble. She uses every excuse to brush up against me and seems to only have eyes for me. She completely ignores Hayley and only addresses me. I won’t stand for that. I’m about to give her an earful when Hayley interrupts her. “Excuse me Miss S

Hayley The wedding ceremony is over. It was more beautiful than anything I could have dreamed up on my own…and that kiss…I place my fingers on my still tingling lips as I turn to look out the window of Xander’s sports car. Damn, that kiss was magic. The gates to the mansion are open as we approach, with cars already lining the long driveway. Xander parks and comes around to help me out of the car. One hand holding up my dress and the other hand in his, we make our way to the huge white tent set up for the reception, each silent, taking in gravity of our situation and emotions swirling in the background. We enter to applause as the master of ceremony welcomes us and we take our seat at the main table. Who knew a tent could be the entryway to a whole new world?Fairy lights and chandelier like light fixtures add a warm glow to the tent and give an air of extravagance. Beautiful flower arrangements and gift bags adorn the

Chapter 19 Hayley  I wake with a start. My husband’s head is between my parted thighs gently flicking my clit and dipping into my opening. He moans as if I’m the best thing he's tasted. I'm still naked from last night and his right hand reaches up to massage my breast roughly as he continues to lap at my opening. I splinter into a thousand pieces again as he grazes my clit with his teeth before lifting himself up my body and impaling me with his shaft in one smooth motion. Fuck he's big. I can feel him deep inside my p*ssy. He doesn’t say a word, just gently rocks into me, slow, deep thrusts that have me throwing my head back in bliss. The next time I wake, it’s to sunlight streaming through the French windows. I'm alone in bed. As I try to move I feel muscles I never knew I had in my body begin to ache. As if I’ve worked out for hours after not working out for years. I fee