In My Bed

She spent a few hours getting ready but couldn't decide on anything. Nothing worked. A flimsy white tank top and dark jeans with a brown belt suited her just fine. It had to be. It wasn't some special thing.. just a little.. something.

He said two a'clock. It was already a few minutes pass the hour. Mara sat on a vacant bench just far enough from the shop. For some reason or another she couldn't name she wanted to see him first. It was a few more agonizing minutes of the sun beating down on her tan face when she finally spotted the man who both terrified and excited her heading towards the maternity store's front door.

Mara ducked ducked down and put her purse in front of her face in a comical attempt of hiding. When she was almost sure he didn't see her Mara looked over her bag to make sure the coast was clear. Breathing a sigh of relief she took a few more moments of trying to calm herself down. In her mind she thought about how dumb the whole thing was. Living a few houses down from Len her whole life and barely talking to him over the years didn't really give her any right to just drop in when the old bat was dying.

All Mara wanted was whatever money Bubby had hoarded off somewhere.

"I said the store, Mara." Guillermo's voice shook her out of thought.

She let out a yelp and jumped from her seat on the bench. Gathering a few stares from strangers passing by. Mara laughed it off and beamed a toothy smile to cover the near heart attack she almost had.

"I know." She reasoned poorly. "I was just sitting here to, uhm.."

"Ah, be quiet." He waved it off. "Nervous?" He raised his eyebrows as he passed her.

Mara followed him to the store. "I don't know."

Guillermo laughed. "I can see it in your pretty eyes."

Celia sat behind the counter counting the number of tiles in the ceiling. A job in retail was boring and no one was coming in today. To see the little Mexican man and a little black haired girl walk in the store gave the idle woman something to do. Someone to talk to at least.

"Hey Celia go get something to drink." Guillermo ordered more than asked.

"What? Why?" She asked. "I'm doing a great job. Wonderful!"

"Just go."

Celia made eye contact with Mara. "It's so you can fuck your little whore!" She pointed a finger.

"Do you want to lose your job, bitch?"

She retracted her finger. "I guess not." She halfheartedly murmured. Sticking her tongue out at the anxious Mara before leaving.

"Take your time." Guillermo said as she finally left the two alone.

"We're not really going to fuck are we?" Mara asked for the hell of starting a conversation. She regretted the words when Guillermo pushed her against the wall making her drop her purse in a heap.

"Not unless you want to." He whispered as he kissed and caressed her neck. "I could take you in the back and fuck you silly."

The crassness of the words made her cheeks blush and instantly want to crawl in a hole to die. A nervous laugh escaped her lips but the words that followed were shaky.

"Listen I don't know about you but I think we just met and you know we can't really do this here." The words stuck together like glue. They fell on deaf ears as Guillermo was too busy biting and licking her soft skin to even understand what she was saying. His hands roamed under the tank top and over her taut stomach up to her chest and over hardening nipples.

"You talk too much." He said pulling her hand away from him and positioning it over her head along with the other one. "Have you ever done this before?"

Mara hesitated and gently tried to pull her hands away from him. "Once.. or twice in highschool."

His eyes roamed her once more. "How about recently?"

She slowly shook her head from side to side and kept pressure on his hands restricting her from moving. Guillermo suddenly released her hands and planted them on her hips. She sucked in a breath and went in for a kiss. Mara didn't know what else to do. She couldn't deny the effect all the touching was having.

He accepted it and took it a step further when he undid her belt and unbuttoned her jeans. Sliding his hand down her panties and feeling just how much of a reaction she was having to his affections.

"You like that, huh?" He crooned.

She looked into his eyes but was unsure of what to say. She did but didn't want to say it aloud. It was too embarrassing.

Mara was once again hesitant at the bold closeness. She bucked into his touch. His fingers slipped inside her moist entrance and sent a wave of pleasure up her spine. Guillermo bit his lip and took in the sight of the pretty young thing squirming beneath him in pleasure.

"Where's Celia?" A thick accent broke Mara out of her trance.

Her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. All the stimulation had stopped and Guillermo was talking to the man in Spanish. A language she refuses to learn. Frantically grabbing her purse, trying to button her jeans, and mentally slapping herself Mara went for the door.

"I'm sorry." She blurted out and once again smashing all the words together. "I have to go."

Guillermo didn't try to chase after her. He had things to do and with Nancy doing that Jewish grieving process for seven days.. it set him back a while. Things were stacking up and even though he liked the girl he couldn't waste time.

She passed Celia on the way out who was carrying a Starbucks cup and wearing a nasty grimace. Her eyes shooting daggers at Mara who only wanted to get the fuck out of there as fast as humanly possible. She could really use that bottomless hole to die in now.