The Decent Proposal (Trust In Me) (13 page)

When he gets back, naturally, his dad is waiting
on him and asks him how things went. The kid says, ‘Great! I got a fuck for a
duck, a duck for a fuck, and twenty-five bucks for a fucked up duck!’”

Ana spat out a laugh and said, “And the moral of
the story is, if you have to take your duck into town and sell it, make sure the
truck hits it on the way
in
to town.”

“See, no,” Rob argued. “The moral of the story
is, if you have to take your duck into town to sell it, and you get solicited
by a hooker, and she’s willing to pay
you,
accept nothing less than cash. Then you can take the duck and try to sell
it. Or let a truck hit it and get paid for your troubles.”

“Oh my God, that is so wrong. If he had just
taken the duck to a butcher, he could have gotten cash—straight up. Then
he would have had enough money for the hooker and still have some left over to
take home to his dad.”

Rob paused before responding. “Yeah, but if he
sells the duck to a butcher, then there’s no duck to get hit by a truck.”
           
“Yes…
but… he’s got the money. Which was all he needed to begin with,” Ana argued
back.
           
“Huh-uh.
I still say keep the duck, fuck the hooker, and make her pay you cash for the
second fuck.”
 

Ana thought for a moment. “But he can’t keep the
duck. He has to give it to her for the first fuck because he has no money. Now
she can give him the duck
back
for
the second fuck, or cash monies if he prefers, but he can’t have both.”
           
“Oh
Jesus Christ, I’m so confused. Fuck the duck. I just want you right now.” Rob
fell on top of her and kissed her as she wrapped her arms and legs around him,
pulling him close.

* * * * *

The next morning Rob and Ana made no effort to
get out of bed early. Upon waking, memories of the previous night’s escapade
came rushing back. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt happier or more
at peace. As they lay there, they caressed each other, admiring the warmth of
their bodies and the ease with which they revealed themselves, one to the
other.

“I’m going to start the shower. Care to join
me?” Ana asked.

“Mmm-hmmm,” Rob replied in a trance-like state.

She stumbled to the bathroom, still half asleep.
As she was leaning into the shower adjusting the temperature of the water, Rob
snuck up behind her, grabbing her on the butt.

“Hey! No distractions just yet. I’m trying to
get the water just right.”

“Fine. But I can’t promise I’ll keep my hands
off you once we’re in there,” he growled, nibbling her shoulder.

“That’s why I invited you. I need you to wash
me. All of me. You know, get those hard to reach areas,” Ana purred.

“Mmm… is this one of those areas?” he asked,
placing his hand between her legs.

Ana giggled as she stepped into the steaming
enclosure, pulling Rob in with her. Smiling, she moved her lips to his. As they
stood under the showerhead kissing frantically, water rained down on their
heads, spilling into their faces. They were completely lost in one another, temporarily
unaware of everything, from the water pouring down to the passing of time.

Rob grabbed the soap, feverishly worked it into
a lather, and began to wash Ana. He started with her breasts, gently massaging
them in a circular motion, then moved to her back. He slowly spun her so he
could work his way up from her backside to her shoulders. He found her neck,
then moved down the length of her arms as she let out a soft moan. He opened
the bottle of shampoo and washed her hair for her, then ran his fingers through
her long strands as she tilted her head back for the final rinse. She was putty
in his hands.

As he kissed her again, she grabbed his member
and was amazed at how hard he was. Without wasting a second, he picked her up
and pushed her against the tile. The cold sliced into her back, but the chill
quickly abated as he pressed his cock up to the opening of her lips. He slowly
let the length of his shaft slide back and forth across her opening, glazing it
with her sweetness. The dark green of his eyes pierced into her, and for a
fleeting second she saw something dark within him—not evil, but something
fiery, wild, animalistic, and full of uninhibited passion.

“My God, you are so beautiful, you know that?”
The intensity with which he spoke took Ana by surprise. She had never seen this
side of him, and she loved it. With his cock thoroughly coated in her juices,
he plunged deep inside her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. She welcomed
his entrance by thrusting forward, and he continued to plow in and out of her,
hard and fast. With each thrust, the slapping of their legs brought Ana to new
heights of ecstasy. The slapping grew louder and closer together, and she could
feel an orgasm welling up, rising higher and higher as he continued moving in
and out.

“Ah… don’t stop!” she yelled, digging her nails
into his shoulders. As she came, the rippling contractions squeezed him, and
with each plunge, she had another contraction, extending her orgasm into the longest
one ever for her. Her body was working its magic, milking him until he finally
gave in, releasing his load inside of her.

As they caught their breath, Rob’s face was
buried in her neck, he was still holding her up against the tile, and all she
could hear was the water spilling on the tub floor. It would be a long time
before she would be able to take a shower without being reminded of this
moment. He slowly pulled out of her and let her back down, holding her until
she was steady on her feet.

“Rob, how in the hell did you do that?” she
asked.

“It’s called a bathmat. Works great for
preventing shower accidents. Trust me, I know from first-hand exper—” he
said, stopping when he realized it was too much information.

Ana slapped him on the arm. “No! How did you
make me come like that? I’ve never been able to have an orgasm from sex.” She had
always thought that something was wrong with her, but Beth had been saying for
a long time she just needed the right guy to ‘hit it right,’ as she had so
eloquently put it.

“You’re kidding? Well, I guess I just know how
to make an entrance, huh?”

“You’ve left me utterly speechless.”

Rob smiled at her. “That makes me feel good.
Glad to know I was your first for something. Maybe you’ll remember that when
you get mad at me.”

Ana laughed and threw her arms around him. “How
in the world could I ever get mad at you?”

Twelve

Over the next week, Ana and Rob saw each other
every day, enjoying dinners, walks in the park, and steamy, hot sex. He had
planned on taking that Friday off so they could go on their first hiking trip
together, but she and Beth had already made plans to go shopping at the mall for
new swimsuits.

“I really wish we could come to Rob’s pool party
this weekend,” Beth said. “Jesus, I’m dreading this trip already, y’know? Why
in the world did I say I’d go visit Rich’s parents with him? He’s the one they want
to see anyway.” Beth wasn’t crazy about his parents, especially his mother. And
if Rich didn’t agree that they were a little off-the-wall, it would have caused
problems between them for sure.

“Are you guys staying at their house again?”

“Hell no. Never again will I spend the whole
weekend listening to his dad bash liberals and his mom critique every decision
I’ve ever made. Rich wants me to go, so, we go. But I told him we have to get a
hotel. You remember the last time we went up there they wouldn’t let us share a
room. And they put me on a freaking cot in the living room. The living room,
Ana! I swear to God, that woman needs to pull her head out of her ass and deal
with the fact that her precious son is not only having sex, but he quite enjoys
it.”

“They’re probably closet porn addicts,” Ana
joked.

Beth shot her a hard look. “No way. Trust me, if
you met these two? Oh my God! I bet when they have sex, they put a sheet
between them and just cut a hole in it. They take old-fashioned to a whole new
extreme. When they found out Rich’s sister was having sex, they sent her away
to bible camp for the whole summer. She was seventeen, for crying out loud!” Beth
continued, laughing. “Oh and get this—the camp is called ‘God and Youth.’
Each summer they would have different themes like resisting peer pressure or
obeying your parents.” Beth let out a little snort. “Well, the year Sara went, the
theme was on virginity and was called ‘God and Youth: Saving Love Until Tying-the-knot.’
You know what the acronym for that spells?
GAY
 
SLUT!
Jeez, poor Sara! Rich said
that all their friends teased her about going to gay slut camp.”

“Well, that’s just poor planning on the church’s
part.” Ana giggled. “What were they thinking?”

Beth waved her hands back and forth as they walked
into a store. “Anyway, she‘s happily married now. Which reminds me, how are
things with you and Rob? Is he still paying you? How are you going to work all
that out now that you’re officially getting those fringe benefits?”

Ana let out a sigh. She was planning on bringing
that up with him soon. Things could get sticky in a hurry if they split up, and
she wasn’t quite sure how to handle it.

“I don’t know, Beth. I’m going to talk to him
about it. And yes, he’s still paying me. He wouldn’t just cut me off like that.”

“I’m so glad you two finally hooked up. I, of
course, saw it coming a mile away. Now, let’s work on finding you the perfect
bathing suit. I think you should go with a thong. Rub it in Stephanie’s face a
little.”

“What? I’m not wearing a thong to a company
party! Are you on crack?” As confident as she was, Ana wouldn’t be caught dead
in something so revealing. She had more class than that. Now get her behind
closed doors—well, that’s a different story altogether. She settled on a
lime green bandeau top with straps and a matching, mid-rise bikini bottom. Okay,
so she would still rub it in Stephanie’s face a little, but with style.

* * * * *

The next day, Ana spent most of the morning helping
Rob prepare for the party. He had told her not to do anything since he had
hired a caterer, but she insisted on helping set up the outdoor area. It was
Memorial weekend, and she wanted to add her own personal touch in setting up a
patriotic theme. After running by a florist shop, she stopped at a local outlet
store and picked up several dozen pillar candles and tea lights. Decorating the
tables the caterers brought with red and white tulips, she finished by
dispersing the candles around the pool. They would cast a beautiful, romantic
glow on the water once the sun disappeared beyond the horizon.

“Wow! It really looks amazing out here. You did
a great job.” Rob commended.

“Thank you! And thanks again for letting me
help. I never get to do anything like this. I could get used to it,” Ana
replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. As she and Rob stood by the water’s
edge kissing, their first guests began to arrive.

“Oh, aren’t you adorable!”

Ana recognized the sickening sweet voice right
away.

“Steph, good to see you.” Rob extended his hand
and introduced himself to her guest. “I’m Rob and this is Ana. Glad you could
make it.”

“I’m Rhonda, nice to meet you.” Rhonda took a
quick glance around. “Beautiful place you have here.” Ana immediately like
Rhonda more than Stephanie.

“Thanks. I like it myself.” Rob gave Rhonda a
suspicious stare then added, “Have we met? You look familiar.”

Rhonda looked nervously at Stephanie and
laughed. “I don’t think so.”

“Ana, you look lovely,” Stephanie quickly
interrupted. “You and Rob are getting along famously, I see.”

Getting along? What does
that mean? We’re not lab partners for Christ’s sake!

“We’re more than getting along, thanks for
noticing. Why don’t you two come inside, and I’ll show you where you can change
for the pool.”

“Oh, that won’t be necessary, dear. I’ve been
here more than… I mean… I’ve been here enough. I know where it is. Come on
Rhonda, I’ll take you.”

Ana shot daggers at Rob, and he quickly stopped
Stephanie in her tracks. “I’ll tell you what, Steph. Why don’t we both go with
you, and we can all make a drink inside. Besides, the bartender’s still getting
everything set up out here.”

Stephanie cast a quick glance in Ana’s
direction. “Sure. Whatever you want.”

Once inside, Stephanie and her friend excused
themselves to go change into their swimsuits, and they both came out wearing
sarongs. Ana was amazed at how beautiful Rhonda was. It was intimidating,
really. Ana was used to being the one that all the guys gawk at, but not today.
Rhonda appeared to be around Ana’s age, had dark auburn hair, a glowing tan,
and skin that looked satiny smooth. Her copper colored bikini accentuated her
red hair and bronze complexion. Although it barely covered her breasts, she
wore her bathing suit with elegance.

After pouring drinks for everyone, Rob suggested
they go back outside and sit in the shade. On the way out, Ana grabbed Rob by
the arm and gave him a sarcastic smile. “Um, just so we’re clear, you’re not allowed
to look at Rhonda, okay?”

“Oh, please. That woman? She doesn’t hold a
candle to you, gorgeous.”

Oh, that melt-in-your-mouth
romance…
Ana
leaned close to Rob. “She not only holds a candle, but I’m on fire and quickly
smoldering away to ashes. I mean,
dayum
!
Are you blind? I think she’s giving
me
a hard-on.”

Rob laughed and looked at Rhonda again, this
time studying her closely. “Yeah, she’s pretty, but she’s not the one I want. And
I’m pretty sure she’s sitting next to the one she
wants.”

“Really? You think… you think they’re a couple?”
Ana lowered her voice even more. “Was Stephanie into that sort of thing when
you were together?”

Rob was keeping a watchful eye on them as he and
Ana talked. “Not specifically, no. Just call it a gut feeling. I’ve had my
suspicions for a while now, and in light of recent behavior, I think she might
be gay, or bisexual. I totally respect her lifestyle and her privacy. I’m not
going to go and ask her, you know? But I’m not so sure that respect is
reciprocated. Across the board, I mean! Not that I have an alternative
lifestyle that needs to be respected. Uh, not that being gay is an alternative
lifestyle. Well, you know what I mean.” Rob shook his head and ran a hand
through his hair.

Ana looked at him curiously then glanced at
Rhonda. “Hmm… she’s got good taste in women, I’ll give her that.”

The rest of the guests arrived within the hour,
and by late afternoon, Rob’s house was alive with music, drinking, and swimming.
Ana spent most of the afternoon sunbathing with the occasional dive in the pool
to cool off. Before darkness set in, the attendance tapered off a bit as
several guests began to gather their things and leave. Rhonda had gotten
dressed and was sitting at one of the tables alone, engrossed in what appeared
to be a text conversation. Stephanie was nowhere in sight. Quickly scanning the
pool area, Ana noticed that Rob wasn’t around either. Maybe he was in the
bathroom or just seeing some guests off. She gave it a good five minutes before
her unrelenting curiosity made her go searching.

She wandered through the large house, a sick
feeling growing in her stomach. While she definitely had trust issues that
needed to be addressed, she really didn’t suspect that Rob was up to anything
cagey. However, she didn’t trust Stephanie. She had learned over the years to
listen to her gut. The alarms didn’t always sound, but when they did, they were
usually right. After making a final pass through the top floor, she decided to
head back outside. He was probably already out there wondering where she was.

As she walked by the last room in the hallway,
she heard voices. It was hard to tell where they were coming from, so she
peeked in the room and happened to notice the window was open. As she
approached it, she recognized Rob’s voice right away. It sounded as though he
was in a heated conversation with someone. Ana looked out the window and saw
him standing with the bitch.

“Obviously I haven’t made myself clear. I’m not
doing this anymore Stephanie. You’re on your own.”

“You know what Rob? That’s fine. I expected this
from you.”

“What the hell does that mean?” Rob snapped.

“You’re weak. I thought we were a team, that we
were going to get through this together. Obviously I was wrong. And by the way,
you’re in way over your head with Ana.”

Rob grunted. “You know what Stephanie? Get the
hell out of here. I’m done with this shit!” He threw his hands up and walked
off. Stephanie couldn’t stop herself from adding a little fuel to the fire.

“She’ll break your heart, dump you when she
realizes what you’re all about. You mark my words.” Rob didn’t appear to be
playing her game, though. He kept walking around the side of the house as Ana
stood there in a stupor staring out the window, wondering what that
conversation was all about. If only she had gone looking for him sooner, maybe
she could have heard the whole thing. It almost sounded as though they were
breaking up again, but it was possible they were discussing something else.

Ana’s head was swirling in a whirlwind of
thoughts. She rushed downstairs and ran into the bathroom. She wasn’t ready to
face Rob yet. Just some time to gather her wits, splash some cold water on her
face, and she’d be fine.

Knock, knock…

“Ana, is that you in there?” Rob asked.

Shit.
“Yeah, I’ll be right
out,” she replied.

“Okay. Stephanie and Rhonda are leaving. They
just wanted to say good-bye.”

I’d like to punch her
good-bye. I’d start by putting my hair in a ponytail, taking my earrings out,
and slipping on my ass-whooping boots. Then I’d grab her by the hair, give it a
good yank…

“I’ll tell her you’ll be right out, okay
sweetheart?”

“Yep!” A short, quick response was the best she
could do under the circumstances. Ana tended to get a little worked up when she
was pissed. But really, she was harmless. She would never pick a fight, but she
would stand up for herself if backed into a corner. And she wasn’t afraid to
speak up. But for Rob’s sake, she would keep her mouth shut. At least until she
had a chance to talk to him and find out what their conversation was all about.

Once back at the pool, Ana saw Rob at the bar
talking to Carl. Stephanie and Rhonda were standing at the gate. Not waiting for
Ana to approach, Stephanie came up and gave her a brief hug. Ana stood there in
a stupor. She looked over at Rob, and he appeared surprised as well, his mouth
gaping wide open. It occurred to her that he might be worried about what
Stephanie was saying, but his feet remained firmly planted.

“Ana, I just wanted to thank you for a lovely
party. I’m sure you helped a lot, and, well, I just have to tell you—I’ve
watched Rob over these last few weeks and he just seems so… happy. I’m so glad
he has you.” As Stephanie spoke, she rubbed her hands up and down Ana’s arms.
It made Ana cringe, and she had to fight the urge to pull away from her.

“Thank you, Stephanie,” she choked. “Rhonda, it
was very nice to meet you. Please be safe driving home.”

Stephanie forged a smile. “You be safe too,
dear.”

“Always.” Ana gave a sultry spin and dove into
the pool with the grace of an Olympian.

* * * * *

That evening, after the last of the guests had
left, Ana went around the pool, picking up bottles and empty cups. Rob approached
her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.