Chapter 18 An Outsider's Point Of View

• Peyton slammed his Mercedes into park as he pulled into the parking lot of the local dive bar. Motorcycles littered the lot and the neon sign blinked just a little too quickly. From where he sat he could see the paint peeling from the dilapidated little building. He pushed his disgust for dirty places like this down and stepped out of his car. The sounds of country music and rowdy patrons floated heavily on the night wind. It had exhilarated him to see Kay tonight and to deliver that little fire ball to Kay’s lover. He had been testing the idea of sharing Kay with him for the past month. At first, it had made him so angry he had punched a hole in the wall of his Air BnB, but then after a few days the rage and jealousy began to turn to fantasy. How many times had he pleasured himself to the thought of his dick down her throat while Luke devoured her? How many times? Good lord, he was a deviant.
• It had been years since he had wanted to be inside of Kay so badly. He loved her, would kill to have her by his side, but at some point pleasing and punishing her had become his only priority. He had forgotten how beautifully tight her pussy was, how wet her mouth got when he would enter it. He felt himself growing hard and shoved the thoughts of her naked body beneath him; this was not the place you wanted to have a hard on at. He entered the establishment and sauntered up to the bar. An average looking girl turned his way and smiled brightly. She was a plump woman with dark brown hair and dull grey eyes. She stepped near him and offered him a greeting. He smiled at her, dripping charm ear to ear. Her face flushed at the full force of his smile, and she fanned herself exaggeratedly.
• “Whoo!” she exclaimed breathily “It’s hot in here tonight.” He chuckled lightly and scanned the woman’s face. She was definitely not his type. She was so plain, he thought, she looked like every other girl.