Page 59 of Creed

When I walked back out, she smiled, and I stopped walking. My body completely froze. I couldn’t move or talk. I just stood there like a love struck teenager that saw his first pair of tits. Of course they weren’t out, but she was a vision. She shielded her eyes from the sun as she looked at me. “Is everything alright?” She asked.

No, you’re fucking killing me.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just trying to remember if I locked the doors. I remember I did now.” Such a fucking liar.

I got back on my bike and took it slow to the Community center. Yeah, I sure as hell saw the fuckers standing outside with their jaws dropped as they checked Morgan out. I shot them each a look, but of course they didn’t notice. They were too busy checking her out. Once off the bike, I took her hand and helped her off the bike. I just hoped she didn’t look down and notice the rock hard bulge in my jeans. Well, her and the men that were staring at us. I reminded myself to have another talk with all of them. It might have actually called for a fucking memo to be put in their mailboxes at the commissary.

“Thanks.” She smiled up at me.

I gave her a wink. “Anytime.”

Not only was she beautiful, she was kind and considerate. Morgan Rossi was the whole package, and she was living in my home. Her only downfall, was about every man on earth saw her ass and tits at one point or another. Damn, some things really should have been sacred. No wonder Patrick nearly obsessed over erasing her nude scenes in the state of Indiana. The poor guy probably lived through hell in high school. I wasn’t sure how far apart they were in age, but I sure hoped he was out of high school and college before she did her first nude scene.

No, she didn’t do porn, but almost every part of her body was seen…except for one spot. Damn, imagine being one of the only men to have seen her tight as hell pussy. I knew it would be perfect. I bet she was warm and tight…damn I had to stop!

I opened the community center door for her then she stepped inside with me one step behind her. She suddenly stopped and looked up at me. “I’m nervous. What if the wives don’t like me, or maybe they’ll be like the girls in high school. Most of them teased me and tried to make my life hell. I don’t think I could live through that again. Maybe we should just go home. Will the other women be here?” She leaned in and whispered. “The ones that like the sex?”

I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. “They like the sex?” The sex? What in the hell was going through her head?

She nodded and those big blue eyes looked so damn innocent. I leaned down to whisper. “Don’t most women likethesex?”

She shrugged and rolled her eyes. “Not all women think it’s all it’s cracked up to be.”

My heart just about leaped out of my chest. Was she fucking kidding me? She hadn’t been properly fucked and she was almost thirty years old? It was on the tip of my tongue to ask her if a man ever made her come, and damn, things were getting even more painful down below.

I leaned back in to whisper. “All women who have been properly fucked love sex, Morgan. The girls inside here aren’t the enigma. That’s you.” I leaned back to see her blush and damn it was gorgeous. “Everyone will be fine, if not, you need to tell me. Stephanie is in there and she already likes you. The same with Bolton and Zoey. Let’s go make you some friends.” I took her hand without thinking about it and led her to the bar. Stephanie hopped up from her seat and greeted Morgan right away. She took her hand and pulled her away from me, forcing me to let go of her soft hand. I regretted letting go of it.

“No men allowed, and I’ve got her from here. Go on now, go lose some money to my husband and we’ll see you in a few hours.” Stephanie ordered. I felt kind of bad as Stephanie pulled her away and Morgan’s eyes were still on me, like she was begging me not to leave her.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. “She will be fine.” I looked over and saw Granger. He chuckled. “You look like I probably did the first time I had to watch Dillon walk into school by himself.” I looked back and saw Morgan and she was smiling as all the wives introduced themselves. Then I looked to the right and saw the single women giving Morgan and the wives the stink eye. I’d never understand women. They were a jealous species when they should have been supporting each other. Felicity looked at me and I made it clear that I would be watching. She gave me a nod like she understood my warning.

We left and entered the banquet hall where the men were spread out playing cards. I typically didn’t play, but I knew if I didn’t I’d not stay put and let Morgan make friends. She was in good hands with Stephanie and if I didn’t let her go she wouldn’t make friends and feel comfortable enjoying her freedom while at Creed’s Lake. I hoped I’d see her driving around, going to the community center, visiting the commissary, and maybe even enjoying the pool. She deserved to have some freedoms from cameras and crazy fans. The only trick was making it clear to the entire community that she was just like everyone else and deserved to be treated as such. The only problem was, Morgan would never truly be like everyone else.

I dodged one question after another about Morgan. I also warned every damn one of them to leave her alone. It was fine to socialize, but not to stare, make her uncomfortable, ask for an autograph or most of all, never take photos. Yes, I was a hypocrite, but it couldn’t be helped.

It wasn’t long before the music started in the bar. It took everything I had not to walk over and take a peek to make sure she was alright. I imagined Felicity and the other women making her uncomfortable and I couldn’t stand the idea. I would have thought Morgan would have been more outgoing. She did great at the fundraiser, but I realized it was because it was people she grew up knowing. Morgan had insecurities and her shyness around strangers may have been one of the contributing factors to her reputation.

I was three games in when I heard a commotion in the bar. I jumped up with Granger right behind me. When we stepped inside the bar, Granger and I both froze at what we saw. “What the fuck?”

“Holy shit, my wife is so fucking hot.” Granger only had eyes for Stephanie.

Shameful Behavior

Morgan

My sore stomach ached as I laughed at the girls. The moment I arrived, the wives welcomed me with open arms, and way too many shots and drinks.

Stephanie was obviously the life of the party, but then I met Tonya, Courtney, Lori, and Lydia. They were all gorgeous, and only made up a small number of the wives that lived at Creed’s Lake. Valerie wasn’t a wife, but obviously friends with Stephanie and her crew. Zoey was also in attendance, but she and Bolton were a little more reserved. There were a few other tables of women, but I didn’t get to meet them before the shots took effect. The music started up and the girls pulled me out to the dance floor. The drinks went down smooth and before I knew it, I was drunk while giving pole dancing lessons to the wives. Then the other women joined in and were throwing dollar bills at us, even Felicity and her girls.

I never laughed so hard in my life. Stephanie picked it up pretty quick but a few of the other wives landed on their faces. We were all a complete mess, and eventually, the men abandoned their poker games and took seats to watch us.

The few times I glanced at Creed he had a scowl on his face, then at other times he was laughing. He hadn’t been drinking, but at some point he must have given in and had a drink in his hand. My poor bruised belly couldn’t take much more, so I stumbled over to Creed but there was nowhere to sit, so he pulled me down on his lap. Little did he know he started something he would regret. The lap dances started, and they weren’t put on by Felicity’s girls. The wives were in control and the husband’s loved it.

Then the bar filled up with single men, and I lost it when they went up on stage and acted like male strippers. Even the husband’s were laughing when the wives picked up the dollar bills from the floor and threw them at the guys. It probably should have been illegal to have so many hot guys in one place.

I was still laughing from the best seat in the place. “Do you see what you started?” Creed whispered in my ear and my body shivered.

“This isn’t my fault.” I defended myself.

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