Brett's Little Headaches(3)

By: Jordan Silver



"What're you doing?" That stare was starting to freak me the fuck out.

She looked up at me with a serious look and said with a straight face.

"I'm looking for that little tag thing they put on people when they let them out the crazy house for a day, because it wouldn't be fair to kick your ass if you're loony toons." She was trying to get in my face again.

"I repeat, calm your little ass down." I towered over her again, my nose damn near touching hers, our eyes boring into one another’s. Damn she’s gorgeous, maybe my day was looking up after all, we’ll see.

I pointed my finger at her one last time before turning to her kids who were now sitting quietly on the bench.

I stood in front of the two miscreants, as I schooled them on dog etiquette; they looked up at me like I had the secrets to Candy land or some shit.

"Name." I pointed to little rascal number one.

"Gawick I's twee." He held up four fingers.

"You." I pointed to his obvious twin.

"Ditri, I's twee too." What the fuck? I turned to look at her, sure that my next words were going to rile her up again. She did seem to be a bit prickly.

"Could you maybe have given these kids some names that they could at least pronounce? And close your mouth babe, you're starting to look off."





Chapter THREE


BRETT



Oh she looked like she'd really like to do me in now, but seriously, what was with people and giving their kids fucked up names?

"That's it we're out of here, come on boys." She made to get the little imps off the bench, but she was too late.

While we were having our stare off, the two spawns of hades had ignored everything I said, and were now busy rolling around with my overpriced ex dog, that seemed to think he was a mascot or some shit.

"Why the hell are you wound so tight anyway, not getting any?" Okay, I know myself pretty well and I'm pretty sure I was antagonizing her on purpose.

Something about the way she lit up like a firecracker just got to me. Of course she started steaming and my boy was on the rise again. Not that he'd gone down much, no, he was playing peek-a-boo or some shit.

It was that shit she was wearing too, some sort of yoga thing I think they call it; fire red around the top and black down the legs.

It hugged her ass like a second skin and the little midriff top showed off a little of the skin of her tummy. She was going to fuck around and get her ass bred again messing with me.

What in the fuck? My dick just creamed pre-cum at the thought of breeding her. Maybe I’d had too much stress here lately, what the fuck was I doing?

She had two kids, was probably more trouble than she was worth, and I’m standing here in the middle of the park on a Saturday morning thinking about fucking a kid into her. I’ve finally cracked under the pressure.

"Are you always this rude? And keep your eyes off my ass douche." She folded her arms and glared at me, bringing me back from where the fuck I’d gone in my head.

"If you don't want men ogling your ass, don't put it on display, by the way your nipples are hard."

Her hands flew up to cover the evidence, but it was too late, the damage had already been done. It was nice to see that she was in the same predicament as I.

Her face was a red ball of fire and she looked almost vulnerable as she looked up at me. I knew if I went soft I would get nowhere with her.

So although for some fucked up reason I had the urge to wrap my arms around her and tell her everything was going to be alright I didn’t.

"So, there're two ways this could end, you and I could both go our separate ways and never see each other again." Good that slight look that flashed across her face said she didn't like that idea either.

"Or, we can decide to be civil, make plans to get together again some time soon, like tonight, and see where this takes us."

She took a minute to compose herself and come up with a way to fuck with me, as if I was expecting anything different from Ms. Difficult.

"Why the hell would I want to go anywhere with you?" That mouth of hers is gonna get her in trouble, I can see it already. I wasn’t accustomed to being talked to like that, and my dick was loving that shit.

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