Underestimated Too(42)

If you call me trailer park trash one more time, so help me god.

“I guess she could be hot if she’d clean herself up, maybe get rid of the dark hair. I hated dark hair on girls. She should go lighter, not quite blonde, but maybe some blonde highlights. I watched her get a drink of water and wander around the house, observing her new surroundings. It felt as though I was staring into her unfamiliar eyes as she studied a picture of a pirate ship. The camera was hidden right in the middle of one of the sails. She was kind of pretty, and I wondered about her teeth as she bit her bottom lip. They were white, extremely white for a poor girl from nowhere.”

Yup, poor people brush their teeth too. Stupid boy.

“I glanced at the time, not really caring that it was almost midnight. I dialed Rebecca and told her what her duty was the following day. Knowing I was playing with fire before I did it. If Callaway found out he’d have my nuts for sure. I didn’t care. This was for his fucking offspring, buried in the cracked dry ground. I sat in the office of the jewelry store all morning the next day. It wasn’t what I should have been doing at all. Rather than taking care of business myself, I sent Derik. He could handle it, it was only a half a million dollar transaction. Jesus, what the hell was I thinking? He better not drop the ball, Callaway would be furious with me. He wasn’t going to know that I was holed up in my apartment instead of being at the mansion with Morgan. He could think I was away, taking care of business. That is if Derik didn’t fuck it up. I watched Morgan argue with Rebecca about her hair color, the clothes, the panty hose, and the best part of all, the bikini wax. I made sure that it was done in the downstairs bath, where the walls were lined with mirrors, and I would have full view of her pussy as they waxed her. I needed Skyler in a bad way. My hard-on was starting to ache, needing to be relieved. I called Skyler. ‘Hey, beautiful. Stop by the office for a little bit.’

Her retort was, ‘Why? I’m getting my hair done.’

‘I need you to. I’m wearing this massive erection, come over here and bend over my desk.’

‘You’re ignorant. You make me wonder who you are sometimes. I’m having dinner with my folks tonight. I’ll talk to you later.’ And just like that, she was gone. Damn it. Now what the hell was I supposed to do?” Drew wondered out loud, like he was living the moment again.

If he went into detail about their sex life again. I would murder him, no doubt about it.





Chapter 14





“Flipping on my laptop again later in the evening, I poured a drink and settled onto the sofa to see what little Morgan was up to. Watching her undress, looking like a different person, I sat up straighter. She was actually very attractive, my cock agreed as I watched her run her fingers over the smoothness of her freshly waxed pussy. I watched her bathe and then dialed her phone as she crawled into bed. Laughing, I watched her nervously stare at the phone, wondering if she should answer.

‘Hello,’ she cautiously picked up.

‘You’re even more beautiful now,’ I told her.

‘How do you know how I look?’ she questioned.”

I listened while Drew talked about that day as if it just happened. He was right on with all of it, bringing back feelings and emotions I wasn’t sure I wanted to think about.

“I told Morgan, ‘I can see you in every room of my house.’

‘Every room?’ she asked, looking towards her bathroom. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

‘Yes. Every room. You’re not allowed to touch yourself,’ I ordered her.”

“Drew,” I scolded. He didn’t have to tell Deidra every little detail. Geesh.

Drew continued, totally ignoring my plea for him not to be so bold, “Morgan assured me, ‘Go to hell. I’ll do what I want, when I want.’

I smiled, staring at her angry expression through my laptop. She looked around the room, trying to stare me down. She couldn’t, she didn’t know where the cameras were.”

“You had cameras installed to watch her?” Deidra interrupted, maybe she hadn’t heard it all. She sounded a little surprised at that fact.

“Does. We still have cameras.” I was the one to answer. “Yes, Drew can see me and our son in any room of our house from any computer, from any country,”

“How do you feel about that, Morgan? You’re okay with that?”

“Unequivocally, I am,” I admitted. I didn’t know why it was okay. I guess because I was so used to it.

“Go on,” Deidra nodded.

Drew continued his story, “I boldly stated, ‘I assure you, you won’t.’ Letting her know that she wouldn’t be doing what she wanted. ‘I wouldn’t advise you to speak to me like that in the future,’ I warned Morgan.