I also wondered if that would deter her once she set her sights on a man.
“She is. Very,” he said, smiling at me. “I’m a lucky man.”
“I’m sure you are,” she winked.
“Darlink, I got you something after I left your office. Come here into the bedroom with me,” she said, taking my hand. She closed the door behind her. “This will be a big surprise for your man.” I didn’t bother correcting her. She knew.
On her bed was a similar outfit to what she wore. “These are from the islands, hand dyed by artisans. Beautiful, no?”
She held up a skirt and a wrap top. It too was split to the hip.
“Oh yes, it is!” It was a gorgeous shade of violet with white and lavender flowers that flowed like watercolors. “Purple is my favorite color.”
She began to undress me before I could on my own. She unhooked my bra and said, “You cannot wear this with that!”
I wiggled into the skirt, and she crossed the top over each shoulder, leaving an X in the front where it crossed between my breasts. The silk stretched over each breast, creating a hammock type of thing. I was afraid if I moved, they’d fall out, but as I did, they seemed to stay in place.
Steele let out a long low whistle when I walked out of the bedroom.
“She is beautiful, no?!” Magya asked, smiling, obviously happy with herself.
“Oh, she is that,” he said, smiling at me. “No matter what she’s wearing. But you are pretty drop-dead gorgeous in that, Bryn.”
“Thank you,” I said, feeling pretty gorgeous and sexy most certainly.
Steele began to talk to Magya about the changes she wanted to do to her condo. Or rather she told him what she wanted, and he told her what was possible. Amused, I took notes.
My phone dinged a text from Myer.
can u meet the realtor at the house today?
no. I am with a client
u still taking clients? told you not to take anyone else
I am busy now. you can meet with the realtor.
I shut my phone off and went to catch up with Magya and Steele and seeing I was annoyed, raised an eyebrow. They were done and I went to collect my clothes from her bedroom. I was done for the day and decided to leave the outfit on.
After we got in the car, Steel said, “I bet that was Myer.”
“You’d be right,” I clipped. “He wanted me to meet with the realtor today to start the process to sell the house.”
He frowned. “You know he still hasn’t talked to me about the new house. I don’t know what happened to him,” he said, sadly.
“I know he got into someone,” I commented vaguely.
“What?”
“Seems Myer has already found a lover.” I shrugged. “Oh well, at least he’ll have someone waiting for him there.”
“I’m sorry, Bryn,” he said sincerely.
I looked out the window at the scenery racing by. “I know. Me too really. Even though our marriage has been going downhill for a while now, I’m still sorry it came to this.”
He reached over and took my hand. “I’m here for you. You know that. Whatever you need. I’ll support you in whatever you want.”
“Thank you, Steele. I’m probably going to depend on you a lot. I might need you to run interference with your family. It’s going to get awkward.”
“It will be. I’ll take care of it as it comes,” he said resolutely.
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Not surprisingly, Myer had to go back a few days later. It would work out because when he came home, he would be served divorce papers.
We had no children; I was well able to support myself. Since we both paid for the house, we would split the final sale price and go our separate ways. Myer hadn’t paid anything towards the new house, it was all covered by Steele, so we could make a clean break. Steele said he could easily sell the new house, although he was disappointed in his son. For many reasons.
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“Is everything boxed up, Bryn?” Steele asked, coming into the bedroom.
“Everything I want is boxed and ready to go.”
He looked at the small pile of brown cardboard boxes. “Is that all you’re taking from the house?”
I looked at the stacked boxes and then glanced around the room. “There are a few boxes downstairs, but yeah, this is it. Myer can decide what to do with the rest.”
“Okay then,” he said, pulling me into his arms. “You’ve been so strong through all this, but I know you’re deeply affected.”
I wrapped my arms around him and put my head on his shoulder. I just couldn’t fathom how Myer was a son of a man like this. So caring and empathetic. Even though he was older, it didn’t have much to do with the man Steele was. I knew in my heart he was the same man when he was Myer’s age.
“Let’s get out of here. They’ll be here soon to get the boxes and bring them to my—our house.”
I looked up and kissed him. The sweetest and most sensual kiss we’d ever had. Even though there would be a rocky road ahead, I knew there was a future with this man.
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It was two weeks until Myer came back. At the same time, he discovered I no longer lived there, he was served divorce papers. Of course, he had no idea how involved his father and I were and wouldn’t know until well after our divorce was final. As far as he knew, I was staying with Steele until I found a new place. In the meantime, we were keeping a low profile and staying home a lot. Which I enjoyed.
”What are you doing tomorrow,” Steele asked at dinner. “Umm,” I looked at my calendar. “A meeting early morning then nothing pressing. Why?” I cleared the table and went into the kitchen to rinse and fill the dishwasher. When he didn’t answer, I turned to look at him and I laughed. It was the first time I’d ever seen him look sheepish. “Sooooo, what’s up?” I asked, turning back to the sink.
We were in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner and Steele leaned a hip against the counter, a hint of frustration evident in his voice. He ran a hand through his silvery hair. “Let me tell you, Bryn, Magya’s taken friendly to a whole new level.”
I raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corners of my lips, remembering the encounter that Magya and I had. She can knock you off your feet and out of your clothes before you even knew it. It was saying something that Steele had put her off but certainly proved his loyalty to me. Although I never doubted that.
He let out a sigh, his expression a mix of amusement and exasperation. “Well, she’s been throwing out innuendos left and right, making suggestive comments. She’s trying to seduce me when we were alone in the condo.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle, imagining Magya’s bold attempts to lure Steele into her web. “She’s not one to hold back, is she? I remember that seductive hold she had on me when we first met,” I remarked, a mischievous glint in my eyes.
Steele raised an eyebrow, a mixture of surprise and curiosity crossing his face. “Wait, what do you mean, seductive hold?”
I leaned closer, lowering my voice conspiratorially. “Oh, Steele, you have no idea. Magya and I had a rather… intimate encounter when we met. Let’s just say she left quite an impression.”
His eyes widened. “Bloody hell, Bryn. You never told me about this. How did I not know?”
I shrugged nonchalantly, and with a playful smile, I said, “Well, some things are best kept as little secrets, don’t you think? Or a story for when we’re more able to enjoy it,” I smirked.
“That sounds like a promise, babe.” He kissed me and said, “But I do want you to come with me to the condo tomorrow, show Magya that we’re involved.”
I couldn’t resist teasing him a bit. “Are you sure you can handle having both your ladies in one place, Steele? It could get quite… interesting.”
His eyes lit up with a mixture of amusement and desire. “Oh, I’m up for the challenge, Bryn.”
I laughed. “Alright, Steele. I’ll go and show Magya that we are both off-limits.”
“Ohhhhhh, but you know,” I said as though the lightbulb just popped on. “This is what she really wants?” I ran my fingers over the front of his jeans. Over his quickly hardening cock.
“Mmmm, yes that’s exactly what I meant,” he said, his voice throaty. I squeezed it and he groaned. “You get the picture now.”
“Oh, I do. Indeed, I do,” I teased.
Suddenly he spun me around, set me up on an island stool, and pushed himself between my legs. My skirt rode up my thighs as he ground his hardness into me.
“No panties hmmm,” he groaned looking down and seeing pantyhose.
“No panties,” murmured, unzipping his jeans and pushing them and his shorts down. His cock popped up, thick, ropy veins creating a map on the hard shaft. He reached between my legs, and I felt, and heard, my pantyhose rip. “Steele!”
“You started it,” he grinned, running his cockhead up and down my wet slit.
“Mmm, so I did. It’s time for you to finish it then.” I wrapped my legs around him. “Especially since someone else wants this.”
He slowly slid into me, and I moaned. “This is only for you Bryn, only for you.”
He ground in deep. Since my ass was perched on the edge of the stool, I was unable to move, and he had to take the lead. Something I wasn’t used to because I liked to participate in sex.
“Fuck me, Steele,” I demanded, holding my legs up and wide.
He smoothly stroked in deep, then realizing my predicament said, “You’re at my mercy this time, aren’t you?” He grinned.
“Oh, shut up and just fuck me or I will turn you over to Magya,” I threatened.
He winced and drove deep, then reached between us and found my clit. In seconds I was off like a rocket. He pounded harder and I leaned back against the island counter, my arms spread to hang on. He grabbed my hips and nearly lifted me to him, and he thrust in faster. The angle now rubbed his shaft on my clit, and waves began to rack through my body.
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