Jasmine's Urban Cowboys Excerpt
Jasmine looked around the lounge for Gabe and Ted and spotted them in a booth behind them, just as Ralph and Billy returned with their drinks.
After a few minutes of rah, rah for beating the first place team, Ralph finished his drink and got up to leave. "Sorry to drink and run, but I have an early day tomorrow." He took her hand. "Jaz, you can sub for Teresa anytime." He kissed Brenda on the cheek. Straightening, he said, "I'll see you next week, Bren." Then he turned to his friend. "Ready, Billy?"
Billy stuck his hands out to the side and shrugged. "I'd like to stay and dance with y'all, but Ralph's my ride. Thanks. It's been fun."
The waitress cleared their glasses. Looking them over, she asked, "Another round?"
She cringed as Miss Big Mouth said, "Heck, yes. It isn't every day my friend Jasmine gets divorced. I had a stinger and she had a frozen margarita."
She smiled. "Celebrating, huh?"
"I'll see that the bartender gives you a little extra."
When the drinks arrived, she took a sip through the straw like she usually did and stopped. She waved her hand in front of her mouth as if it burned. "Wow, she wasn't kidding. Taste this."
Brenda took a sip and drew back, whistled and waved a hand in front of her mouth. "That'll get you going. You better nurse that."
"I know. One more of these and I'll be under the table."
The waitress hadn't been gone five minutes before she returned, setting down duplicates of the drinks she'd just served. Jasmine was about to tell the waitress she'd made a mistake when the waitress preempted her. "Compliments of the gentlemen in the booth over there. You lucky girl." Brenda and she turned their heads in the direction the waitress had nodded, at two friendly, familiar faces. Gabe and Ted having their attention, smiled and waved.
When they waved back, Gabe said something to Ted, scrambled out of the booth, and headed their way. He sat down between them. "We'd be honored if the two prettiest ladies in this establishment joined us."
Jaz flashed a crooked smile and teased playfully. "So go ask them."
Gabe's narrowed eyes simmered with molten heat as he looked directly at her. "Oh, but I just did."
Brenda stared at her wristwatch. "You know, Jaz, since I'm engaged I'm tempted to leave you in Gabe and Ted's capable hands."
What is she saying? "You want to leave?"
"Yep, gotta go."
Jasmine stared at Gabe. "Would you excuse us while we visit the ladies' room?"
Gabe grabbed her arm as she rose. "I'll be back in our booth when you come back."
Jaz nodded, grabbed Brenda's hand and dragged her into the restroom. "What are you saying? You want to leave me with these…these cowboys? I thought you were going to watch my back?"
"I am. Look, you like these guys and it's obvious they like you. I'm not blind. I can smell the fireworks waiting to erupt. And I'd only be in the way. When I'm gone, you can pick one if you want and have a fling. I can't think of a better way to celebrate your new freedom than having a liaison with one of those handsome studs."
Brenda laughed at the incredulous look on her face. "You have the same look my eighth grade art teacher, Miss Roberts gave me when I suggested she have an affair with Mr. Phillips, the P.E. coach."
She laughed loud, but nervously. "You did that?"
Brenda nodded. "Ah-huh."
"And did she?"
"I think so. She got pregnant and they got married."
She had trouble believing her story. "Bren, you're something else. She should've made you her maid of honor." Then she shook her head. "This is different. I've never seen these men before tonight. You think I should pick one of them and sleep with him?"
"I don't know. They're both hot. You can't go wrong no matter who you choose."
"If you can't pick, how am I supposed to decide on one?"
"Now you're making sense. If you're leaving so am I."
"Oh, no you're not. That's not what I meant. If you're having trouble selecting one of them, then take both of them. Think about it. If one would be good, two would be twice as good. Why not have sex with both of them. Now that would be a celebration to dream about." She grouped the ends of her fingers together, then kissed and flicked them open Italiano style. "A 'Tour de Force' of celebrations!"
"What do you think?" she asked.
He took a deep breath. "I think…you have…a great pair of legs."
After laughing, she grabbed a handful of grass and flicked it at him. Gabe jerked a hand up to block most of the grass and laughed. Then he set her foot on the ground. "You have a nice little scrape, but you'll live."
He reached in the water, scooped a handful, and poured it over her scraped knee. She jumped. "It's hot."
"I know. It stays at an even 90 degrees. Wild Horse Spring is a hot spring. Ted and I used to come here and go skinny dipping when we were kids."
"Mmmm. That sounds like such fun. Ever had a girl here?"
"I plead the Fifth Amendment."
"C'mon, tell me?"
"Not for years and none as beautiful as you. I have a medical kit in my saddlebag. I'll dress your knee when we get ready to leave. Now, let me take a look at that ankle." He lifted her foot up near his face. "Ooh, it's a little swollen, not bad. Does this hurt?"
He touched it with his forefinger and she flinched. "Yes, a little."
"Let's turn you around and soak the ankle. The spring has medicinal qualities, too."
Gabe swung her around on the grass and she dipped her foot into the spring.
"How does it feel?"
"Nice. How deep is the lake?"
"It's a foot or two around the edge and about five feet in the middle. What are you doing?"
She pulled her top over her head. "I'm going swimming." She pulled her bra off. "Care to join me?" She slid into the pond, which dropped off some two feet from the edge. She slipped her panties over her hips, down into the water, below her knees, and stepped out of them. Catching the panties on her right foot, she raised them to her waiting hand and raised the soaking wet undies above her head. She swung them around and threw them at Gabe. Hitting him in the face, she giggled. "I'm waiting, lover."
Gabe stripped down in record time and dove into the water, right past her. She turned and looked for him but couldn't spot him. She edged into the deeper water, up to her breasts, looking for him without locating him.
Without warning, she felt hands parting her thighs, a second before a large object, his head, slipped between them. Soon, her entire body rose out of the water on Gabe's broad shoulders, only to get submerged as he fell backward into the warm water.
After regaining her footing, she surged upward and as her head emerged, shook her head, her long black locks trailing, and inhaled deeply. When her eyes and ears cleared, she saw and heard Gabe laughing. He stood in the shallow water, wet and naked like a god, with rays of sun filtering onto him through the trees. His bold, wet, sunlit erection made her mouth water and pussy cream.
He smiled sensuously as she sashayed up to him and he tried to kiss her, but she avoided his lips and shoved him backward. "Hey." With his legs backed up to the edge of the lake, when she pushed him he lost his balance. He fell back onto the grass and she was upon him. He started to rise, but gasped when she, still half in the water, took him in her mouth. He murmured with pleasure as her mouth, hand, and tongue overwhelmed him with pleasure. With open eyes she admired the length of his body. Sheen permeated his skin with beads of moisture and rivulet's of wetness sparkling from the filtered sunlight upon his muscular frame. The ripples of his abs and the rising and falling of his pecs as he took slow, deep breaths fascinated her as it excited her.