Mac lit a cigarette as he leaned against the wall out back of the bar. Kristine leaned next to him smoking a cigarette of her own and they were silent for beat. It was fine, they had been down this road many times. She was alright, he fucked her plenty and neither of them ever had any complaints. She was a good hustle for a hundred bucks, what did he care anyway; he had money to burn that night.
"Where ya been hiding Mac?" she said with a little smile on her lips, "Or better what are you hiding?" She reached over and ran her hand over the sizable bulge in his pants.
Mac closed his eyes and pretended she was someone else.
"You got a beast there for me don't you?"
"You know it," He answered, pulling her closer to him so fast that she gasped and dropped her cigarette.
"Mac what big teeth you have," She teased as he nipped at her neck.
"The better to eat you with little red riding hood." He moaned into her skin and then he was on her. With little effort he picked her up and pushed her back against the wall and she wrapped her legs around his waist. This was the way it always went down with her, he took one last drag on his cigarette and tossed it on the ground and brought his hand up to caress her breast.
'Fuck, you've got the biggest cock in town," She gasped as he pushed against her and shoved his tongue into her mouth.
"Then why you charging me? Eh," Mac laughed at his own joke as he unbuckled his pants and tugged at her underwear. From his back pocket he pulled out a condom, ripped it open with his teeth and slid it down on his perfect dick.
He pulled the lacy garment aside and in one swift move he was inside her, her eyes went wide and she moaned out loud.
"Gotta make a living," She answered breathlessly as he shoved his dick in and out of her in a nice slow rhythm.
"Yeah but at least i get you off too," Mac countered.
She laughed then, a big uproarious laugh and he smiled at that,"Mac there ain't no such thing as a hundred dollar orgasm.'
"Think I'm buying one right now," He laughed as he pounded her into the wall until the fire inside of him was quenched for the moment.
It would come back, it always did.
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A few days later and she was coming back according to a Tweet she sent at 2 pm from the airport, and Mac was there to welcome her home, so to speak. He lit a cigarette and leaned against the building across the street in the dark.
From where stood he could see her window, which was dark because she had not gotten home yet. Mac didn't care he had time to spare and he was patient when he needed to be.
When the private car that her boyfriend paid for pulled up she was out of the backseat like her ass was on fire, Mac couldn't even tell if he had bothered to see her home or not. It seemed like she was alone, and that was good for what he had planned.
She already had her phone to her ear and Mac's eyes and ears perked up at what he heard. His plans would be interrupted but what the fuck, he had all the time in the world.
"Yeah, I'm back home Jimmy so get your ass over here…"
What was this? Mac drew himself out of the shadows just a bit to hear, but not enough for her to see him. Meg was cheating on the TV star? Fuck Yes! Funny how she didn't put that on social media.
Mac watched as she put the key into her door and turned the lights on, he could see she was tanned from her vacation. She looked beautiful, so alive.
About fifteen minutes later he saw a guy walking down the opposite sidewalk from where he stood, someone younger than the guy who just spent a shit ton of money for her company. He wore a hoodie and a baseball cap on backwards like some kind of skater kid.
This was what she chose? Meghan, Mac thought to himself, you have terrible taste in men.
Hell, this young cock she had ordered up like a pizza was probably five years younger than himself. Mac resisted the desire to dispatch with this guy and take her right now, he wanted to see how this was going to play out.
He watched the guy take the steps two at a time to her door and before he knocked she had opened the door and pulled him inside by the scruff of his jacket. Mac let out a laugh at that and lit another cigarette, ready to watch the show.
Meghan had opened the window to air out the apartment from being away for two weeks and although she had mini blinds on the window the breeze blew them out from time to time giving Mac a nice view.
She was on that dude from the minute he walked into her apartment, Mac observed, ripping his clothes off and allowing him to rip at hers. This wasn't making Mac jealous to watch her like he was, it was making him hot.
Did she not get enough dick in the bahamas? Was there really someone out there that had a sex drive that could match his? Was she the one? Mac didn't really believe in all that crap, but it was food for thought.
In the meantime he watched as this dude Jimmy gave it to her from behind right in front of the bedroom window.
He slipped the Ipod earphones into his ears, leaned back against the alley wall and unzipped, she liked it rough, noted.
He breathed in and listened to the song he picked.
Little red riding hood, you sure are lookin good, you're everything a big bad wolf could want. What a big heart i have the better to love you with. Little red riding hood, even bad wolves can be good.
Back in the ally he took out his cock and stroked it nice and slow as he watched the action across the street. Megan was a dirty girl from the look of what he was witnessing and he could not wait to be the one who was doing them to her.
Fucking Kristine again the night before had done nothing to quell his lust for this woman before him and it was so on. Soon she would have no other lover but him, for the rest of her life, as long as that might last.
He came hard thinking about her, what they were going to do together and watching Jimmy fuck her like he hated her.
Jimmy didn't stick around much though, he was out the door before the afterglow even faded and instead of staying to watch what she did now, Mac followed Jimmy instead.