Ch1. Caught in the act.

"Maggie, I'm fine! It's just another Saturday really...I didn't even realize until you called what the date was..." Beth Greene lied into her phone.

"Nice try, that crap might work on daddy but remember who was the one who thought you to tell little white lies. Now come on, let's get dressed up and paint the town" Maggie pushed.

"Really I'm fine...I don't want to chance running into anyone I know... I'm not exactly in the mood for pity, I'm just going to do some laundry..." Beth sighed. She was not about to leave this apartment on what was supposed to be her wedding day and chance running into Zach, her ex- fiancés.

Beth caught Zach in the act with he red head on the third floor after that he confessed to only asking her to be his wife out of obligation because that had been together since freshmen year of college. To make matters even worse after he left her, taking the engagement ring with him, Beth received a maxed out credit card bill in her name that he had used to buy her ring along with several other gifts for the red head.

"Ok, ok! But if you change your mind Bethy just give me a call, I'm dying for a night away from Glen and the kids" Maggie laughed. Maggie had a beautiful family that Beth couldn't help but be envious of. Her husband Glenn was caring and wonderful, Beth couldn't remember her sister every saying an ill word about him. He was also an amazing father to their two children, their son Max who is six and daughter Sierra who is three.

"I'll think about it sis" Beth said and shortly ended the call.

Beth sat staring at her phone for a few minutes before finally giving up and dialing Daryl's number. Daryl was the building handy-man, who helped Beth clear her head from time to time. She really needed to feel better today and she was pretty sure Daryl was the only medication to cure her pain, even if it was just for the afternoon.

As she waited for his gravelly voice to answer on the other end, Beth yanked the dryer plugg out of the outlet.

"What can I do for ya, darlin?" Daryl asked instead of a greeting. Beth was confident that Daryl knew exactly what she wanted, after all this wasn't the first one of these phone calls.

"I think there's something wrong with my dryer..." she said is a sultry tone as she twirled the cord in her hand.

"Be there in an hour." He abruptly said hanging up without a goodbye.

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Daryl slide his phone back in his pocket and went back to working on the car he was under.

"That 4G again?" Tyreese asked as Daryl slide out from his work.

He grunted a yes with a nod. Daryl worked at Ty's auto shop in addition to his handy-man job, he did this to support himself and his brother, Merle who could never keep a job.

"Girl sure does breaks alotta things don't she?" Ty smirked, he new exactly what was going on with his friend and the hot blonde in 4G.

Daryl wasn't one to share pillow talk unless he was three sheets to the wind and only with Ty. Daryl gave me a small grin and told him to "shuddup".

Ty was glad Daryl found a girl that wasn't like the nasty drugged out chicks his brother tried to force on him. If you asked Ty he'd tell ya that Daryl really liked this girl and just couldn't figure out how to take this from a butty-call to a relationship.

"Man, why don't you just ask her out to dinner or something? You know a meal where you both would wear pants? It's so obvious you like her, I mean in all the time I've known you, this is the only chick I've ever seen you give your number to." Ty smirked at Daryl as he removed oil from his hands.

"She has to have my number, I work for her apartment manager" he blurted out, Daryl's defenses were definitely up.

" Ain't they supposed to call the apartment owner first? I'm just saying, I see how you get that stupid little smile on your face when her number comes up, You feel something other than lust for that girl. And she probably feels the same but she is just to embraced to ask cause y'all jumped each other's bones after five minutes" Ty tried to convince him.

"I dunno Ty, girls like her usually slum it with guys like me for a while until they find their hot shot husbands. I'm sure I ain't the only guy she's see'n." Daryl reasoned.

"Yeah but she's the only one you're seeing? Am I right?" Ty asked and responded with a small nodded. "Then what's it hurt to ask?"

Leaving Daryl with that finally thought in his head, Ty let him off early to meet with 4G.

Daryl pulled up to the building, gave himself a spray of cologne, ran his fingers through his saggy hair, then he put on his tool belt. He just loved the way her tiny dainty fingers undid the buckle. The thought of it alone was almost enough to get him hard.

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Beth undid the braid from her long blonde hair and messed it up a little adding some mouse. Then she placed a thin line of black eyeliner on each lid winging it at the end. She topped it off with shimmery eye shadow, black mascara, and cherry red lip gloss. Beth then striped down to nothing but her floral silk robe, the rosie color plait of the flowers made her pale skin glow. Just as she finished with a spray of perfume she heard his rough wrapping on her door.

Opening the door she found Daryl leaning against the frame on he's forearm, other hand on his hip. She couldn't help but think how sexy he looked in her dirty work clothes, tool belt and his long brown hair hanging in his piercing blue eyes.

"What seems to be the problem darlin?" he asked in almost a growl. Daryl looked her up and down the way a hunter eyes his prey.

Beth just turned and gave him a come-hither look over her shoulder. She slipped her robe off of her shoulder and batted her eyelashes encouraging him to follow her to the laundry room of her two bedroom apartment.

As they reached the dryer, he knew what the problem was right away. He plugged it back in and started a cycle. He turned back to face her and to his surprise her robe was slightly open revealing a strip down the center of her creamy white skin.

"What would I do without you?" she smirked turning her head to the side a little.

That's all he could take, he closed the gap between their bodies in one large step. He wrapped his muscular arms around her and nuzzled his head into her neck and began kissing and biting her creamy skin. Beth giggled and ran her hands through his hair encouraging more sucking, kissing and biting to occur.

Daryl ran his hands down her sides and griped her thighs hoisting her up, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist. The shifting of her body caused their lips to crash together in a smoldering kiss.

Daryl walked them over and gently placed Beth on the running dryer. Beth nibbled and bite his lower lip gently then trailed a series of kisses, licks and bites down to his neck as she slowly unbuttoned his oil stained cut off work shirt with his name on the front right pocket. With the opening of each button, Beth placed a new bite lower on this chest, as she reached the last button, she slipped the shirt off running her hands down his strong bulging biceps. She licked her way back up his neck reaching his earlobe which she sucked into her mouth.

Daryl let out a moan as her hot breath on his ear made his body tremble. He felt like he was already going explode. He reached his index finger of his right hand forward to the small strip of fabric still holding the robe on and with a flick of his finger she was completely exposed. He reached he's calloused hands to her shoulder, sliding them against the soft silk fabric opening the robe more to expose her shoulders and given him a perfect view of her perky breasts.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a rubber setting it between her thighs on the dryer. He then took this thumb and began tracing circles around the nerve bundle at the apex of her thighs. This achieved a soft breathily moan against his ear.

She was already close to losing her mind and he had only barely touched her. She needed him now. Beth slipped her fingers under the buckle of his tools belt making quick work of it, sending it to the floor with a loud bang. As Daryl worked on her right nipple sucking and massaging it, Beth popped the button on his torn jeans and slipped down the zipper. Daryl took over from there slipping his jeans and boxers down to his thighs, opening the rubber with his teeth, and rolling it on.

As he did this Beth couldn't help but stair at his manhood, the way his body ached for her was unlike anything she had experienced with her ex-fiancée. She ran her hands through his hair once again pulling his lips to hers.

Both of their mouths and bodies fighting for control over the other, finally when Daryl couldn't wait a second longer he massaged the head of his member against her soft pink folds. He slide the head in just an inch then pulled it out again and teased her clit with it. He repeated this a few times until she was whimpering his name and begging for his dick. It was only then he fully dived into her.

He rocked in rhythm with the motion of the dryer giving her added pleasure. Beth sunk her nails into his biceps as she raced to her impending orgasm. He moved his lips from her mouth to her collarbone and she knew it was just a matter of minutes before she exploded.

He quickened the pace and tightened the grip he had on her hips. "Daryl! Don't stop" she exclaimed as stars filled her vision and fire filled her loins.

Just as Daryl pulled away his mouth from her skin to say something another voice was heard.

"Ok...I know, I told you I'd leave you alone and that you didn't want to go out and get pitied and all that crap but I brought the party to you. I thought we could have a sleep over like old... OH MY GOD!" Maggie exclaimed as she entered the laundry room only to see her sister being ravished by a muscular man with tattoo covered skin.

"OH MY GOD! Maggie!" Beth exclaimed over Daryl's shoulder as she pulled her robe back over her arms and held it closed in the center. Daryl quickly yanked his boxers up trying to cover up his ass at least from the woman with huge shocked green eyes and medium length brown hair.

"I'll just wait in the other room" Maggie blushed and made a quick exit.

"Daryl, I am so sorry" Beth apologized sweetly as she placed a couple of kisses on his shoulder. He had lost the erg to finish the task and began to redress disposing of the rubber in the waste basket next to the washer.

He looked into her large blue eyes and couldn't feel any ounce of anger toward her, whoever the woman who caught them was embraced Beth more than him.

"It's ok darlin', just wished we could have finished" he said as he completed the buttons on his shirt and grabbed his tool belt. He then helped her off the dryer and she firmly tied her robe closed.

She walked him out into the kitchen when Maggie was unloading the bag of stuff she brought which included wine, another fancy bottle of alcohol she didn't recondnize, snacks, and chick flicks.

"Maggie, this is my..." Beth hesitated "...friend... Daryl Dixon. Daryl my sister Maggie"

Daryl extended his hand which Maggie gladly took with the huge smile.

"Nice to meet you" She said, Beth could already here the smugness in her sisters tone.

"Ya too" he drawled then made his way over to the door opening and stepping to the other side of the frame.

Beth leaned on the door as Daryl leaned in for one last hungry kiss. She nodded goodbye and began to shut the door when he stopped her.

"Hey Beth? maybe... we could meet for dinner... or a drink sometime?" he asked in almost a whisper, not wanting her sister to overhear.

"Yeah, umm maybe...I'll give you a call." she said and she slowly closed the door.

She turned around and reentered the kitchen where her sister was rummaging through her for dinner food.

"You have no intention of seeing that man for anything more than sex do you?" Maggie asked peering out from behind the fridge door.

"No..wait how did you know what he asked?" Beth questioned as she leaned against the kitchen island facing her sister.

"Did you forget I have two kids?! Its mom hearing! Now I'm ordering a pizza because you have nothing other than eggs and cereal in this apartment and then you're going to tell me what the hell I just walked into." she laughed shaking her head. Maggie wasn't mad at all, if anything she was quite shocked her sister found a fuck buddy, it was totally out of character for her. She always had boyfriends not hookups. To Maggie's knowledge this brought Beth's grand total of lovers up to a whopping two in her 24 years of life.

Beth felt so luck that she had a good relationship with her older sister when she could sure the most privent details of her life. She exited to her bedroom when she quickly changed into cut off jean shorts and a black tank top.

"Alright but if we are going there we better open one of those bottles of wine" Beth sighed.

Maggie grabbed the cork screw and a couples of glasses as Beth made herself comfortable on a bar stool at the island.

"So who is he? How long has this been going on? Is it serious?" Maggie repaid fired questions.

"He's the handy-man around the apartment building...I know, god it sounds like a bad porno..." Beth exhaled resting her head on the hand. She waited for her sister to interject but Maggie seemed so interested in Beth's sexcapaides that she didn't dare interrupt.

"It all started when Zach left... the next day to be exact, you remember me calling you upset cause the dish washer broke and the kitchen was full of water?" Beth ask taking a large gulp of her wine.

Maggie nodded yes.

"While I called to get it fix and anyway it was Daryl. I was all torn up about the breaking off of the engagement and he could like tell. So he let me still my guts about the breakup and I cried like a mess on his shoulder... then one thing lead to another and we kinda 'did it' on the kitchen table" Beth confessed biting her bottom lip.

"My Kids eat at that table, gross Beth!" Maggie joked sipping he wine. "Is it serious?"

"God NO!" Beth exclaimed finishing her first glass in record speed. Maybe she was a little more upset today she thought as she gave herself a refill. "He just helps me clear my head from time to time."

"How often is that?"She asked.

"I don't know, Like maybe a couple times a month" Beth confessed.

"Well, how's he is bed?" Maggie leaned into the counter on her elbows, she was waiting to eat up all the juicy details her sister was about to give.

"Mind-Blowing! but we've never actually done it in bed" Beth sighed, that was really the only thing she could think of to describe the way she felt.

"And you won't even give the man a chance at a real relationship" Maggie questioned.

"I don't know, I just don't think he's the kind I can take home to meet daddy" Beth shrugged.