The next day, I wake up to find Bethany gone, but plastered all over my walls are my dick pictures. I would ask who the culprit is but when Natalie ignores me and gives me dirty looks I think I know who the culprit is.
"What the hell is your problem?" I ask her when I finally corner her in the hallway sometime after lunch. It's probably the only time I will get her alone so I need to use it.
Natalie just looks at me so innocently and shrugs, "I don't have a problem. I'm peachy," she smiles as she tries to push her way past me but I reach out and push her against the wall, this time so she can't move.
"You do too have a problem. If you didn't you wouldn't have given the guest room a new wallpaper. A wallpaper that has my dick on it. You also wouldn't be giving me looks that could kill either," I reason as I glare some now. "So, please tell me what I have done to get on your shitlist?"
"You haven't done a damn thing Zac," Natalie tells me as she keeps her face straight and smug. "Now please move before I yell out loud that you are trying to kiss me. I'm sure you don't want Taylor to hear me say that."
Glaring more, I move out of her way and just roll my eyes as I stalk back to the guest room. When I close the door I frown as I see my dick staring back at me, "The fuck is her problem?" I ask myself as I began to take the pictures off the door and walls.
Today is the first time I have actually seen the pictures and I hate them. I'm not at my best in these pictures. I'm not even hard. To say I feel self-conscious that they are on the net is an understatement.
When I finally finish taking all the pictures down, I walk downstairs and into the kitchen where I see Taylor at the stove. "You are making dinner?" I question as I raise my eyebrows. It's not that I don't like Taylor's cooking because I do, I just prefer Natalie's.
Taylor turns to look at me and nods, "Natalie went out drinking with Nikki and some other girls," he says as he laughs. "She'll be home by midnight, probably missing half her clothes. She can't really handle her tequila too well."
"I'm sure she can't be that bad with her tequila," I say as I walk to the cabinet and get the dishes down, fixing the table for Taylor.
"Last time Natalie went out and got drunk, she may or may not have came home in a table cloth," Taylor smirks and I gulp. The fuck is Taylor thinking letting her go out and drink if it makes her become a stripper.
"You okay Zac?" Taylor asks, "You look as pale as a ghost."
I shake my head, "I'm fine, just not feeling so hungry anymore," I shrug and leave the kitchen, going back to my room. I am going to stay up and worry about Natalie until she comes home and by god if she comes home in a table cloth I will kill her and any guy who oogles her in between the bar and home.
Sitting on the bed, I stay there, that is until I smell the food downstairs and hear Taylor holler to the kids that it is done. Then I hear my stomach growl and I know I can't resist the food, no matter how much I just want to sit in the room on this bed until Natalie gets home. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ After dinner, I return to the room and sit back down, racking my hand through my hair. I'm not sure how long I sit there doing that but eventually I hear a door open downstairs and I stand from the bed, my eyes briefly going to the clock in my room. It reads midnight, exactly.
Opening the door, I walk downstairs and find Natalie in the living room, looking confused.
"Who moved the bathroom?" she asks me as she raises her eyebrow and walks to where I am standing by the stairs. "I need to put my panties back on before I go upstairs," she giggles and I watch as she pulls a red thong from her purse.
I want to laugh but it makes me mad and also horny to know she has no underwear under her skirt. "The bathroom was never moved," I tell her as I grab her arm and lead her down the hallway. She is staggering and I'm almost afraid if she tries to walk on her own to the bathroom she may fall down. I don't want her pretty ass broken on me.
At that though I curse myself, I'm supposed to be mad at her for using me and also for being a bitch earlier today. Why the hell can't I stay mad at this woman for long?
When we make it to the bathroom, I flip on the light and push her in, closing and locking the door behind us.
"Thanks Zaccypoo," Natalie giggles again and I stand there watching as she slips her skirt off instead of slipping her thong back on. "I'm so fucking turned on," she smiles as she eyes me. "I always get turned on when I drink."
I watch her and raise my eyebrow when she sits on the sink, spreading her legs, "And that is helping you how?" I ask her.
Natalie just smirks, "It will help me when you get on your knees and eat me like I'm the best meal you have had."
I gulp again and just stand there wanting to make sure I have heard her right. She wants me to eat her out. She was pissed at me today for unknown reasons and before that I was pushing her away. Now here we are again in another setting which more than likely gonna add more strings for me. Strings that are going to fuck everything up in the end.
"Well," Natalie whines out and I sigh, moving closer to her and dropping to my knees on the floor. "Good boy," she smiles down at me.
I just return the smiles and let my tongue flick against the flesh of her pussy, liking it when I find it wet. I know she had said drinking turned her on but I hadn't actually believed her until just now. "You are turned on," I whisper as I lick her flesh again, this time letting my fingers open her some.
Natalie whimpers at that and I watch as her hips move up, "I need you to stop teasing me and get to work Zachary," she groans out and I laugh. Oh how I love teasing her. This is her payback for this afternoon.
Letting my tongue run inside her, I know she has to be hating it when I keep it slow. In fact I know she does because she whimpers more, her hands reaching down to tangle in my hair.
"Please stop teasing me," Natalie finally begs.
I listen to her and let my tongue move against her faster, finding it's way to her clit which I flick and suck on. As I do that, I add a finger inside of her, moving it in and out, which causes her hips to buck every so often. Each time her hips move, my tongue plunges just a bit deeper inside of her.
Natalie groans and pulls on my hair, which makes me shiver but I keep licking and sucking on her clit for awhile before going back to just licking her, my finger moving faster inside of her. I like the sounds coming from her and the way her hips keep moving.
Adding a second finger inside of her, I move my mouth away to look up at her, "You like this baby?" I ask and watch as all she does is nod her head.
Smirking I put my tongue back to work and move my fingers faster. She is so wet down there right now that I can hear it each time they move in and out of her.
"Zac mmm fuck baby," Natalie moans out and she shudders as I feel her walls closing in around my fingers.
Moving them slower, I let her ride out her orgasm all the way before I take them out of her and before I can lick my fingers off, Natalie is grabbing at my hands, sticking both of my fingers in her mouth and sucking.
I don't mean to moan but I do. The way she is sucking on my fingers just reminds me of how she sucked my dick in California while fingering my ass.
When Natalie moves my fingers out of her mouth she eyes me, "Problem?" she asks so innocently her voice still slurring.
"You made my dick hard," I answer and point to the bulge in my pants.
Natalie laughs and moves off the sink, her eyes staying on my bulge, "I can take care of that," she says before getting down on her knees in the floor.
Within minutes of her getting there, I hear the zipper of my jeans go down and I moan again as Natalie grabs a hold of my dick, bringing it through the slit it my underwear and through my jeans too. Her mouth goes around me and I swear my knees almost buckle on the spot.
She is so good at giving head. Better than Shannon was though back then Shannon was just a teen like me so maybe Shannon has got better, but I highly doubt she could top Natalie. Natalie's skill is something she has probably perfected on Taylor...and Muff...and Carrick...and maybe many more men too.
Looking down at her, I watch as her head bobs up and down at a good pace. Every so often she will take all of my cock in her mouth and down to her throat and each time I almost come on the spot, but then she goes back to the same old, taking just half of it in and letting her tongue swirl around the tip.
"Nat," I moan out as I reach down and let my hand go to her hair, moving her faster on my cock. I'm so close to release and I just need her going faster until I do. "Fuck," I grunt as I push her mouth down all the way on my dick and keep it there as I release inside of her mouth.
Not long after she swallows, Natalie is moving away from and over to the toilet. I make a face the minute I see her get sick and I turn away, feeling my stomach in knots as I have to listen to her get sick now.
Adjusting myself into my jeans, I see Natalie move her head up long enough to flush the toilet. "Can you get me a wash cloth?" she asks as she starts to heave again and I just nod, finding a wash cloth and wetting it as she gets sick once more.
Bending down beside her, I hand her the wash cloth after she flushes the toilet again. "Are you gonna be okay?" I ask as she wipes her mouth off.
"I should be," she answers right before she leans over the toilet again and this time I reach over and hold her hair back as she hurls. I really don't like seeing her sick and I feel partly responsible, she started hurling after she swallowed my cum.
Natalie wipes her mouth again and stands up, after flushing the toilet, hopefully for the last time. Watching her bend down and retrieve her panties and skirt, I frown when she puts them back on. She is much sexier when she is half naked. No scratch that she is sexier naked.
Standing up, I go to the door and unlock it, leaving the bathroom and walking up the stairs to the room that I sleep in. Stripping down to my underwear I climb in and right after I shut my eyes, I feel the bed move.
"I'll tell Taylor in the morning that I just went to the wrong room on accident," Natalie says as she yawns and curls into me.
I smile and slide my arm around her waist cuddling with her. As I do it strikes me, what I have been denying for awhile. I am in love with Natalie. I love her like I should still love Kate. This realization pains me though because I'm sure Natalie is still very much in love with Taylor.