( micah ) there she goes again

[mackelty lyn paisley morgan]

As she was stripping down to nothing, Micah had made his way over to her. They kissed for a little bit, then the male scooped her up in his arms and Kely wrapped her legs around him. Before long, Kely felt the pair of them moving and then she felt the water flowing against her naked body. When her back was pressed up against the cold wall of the shower, the female quickly inhaled at the initial shock of the touch, but eventually got used to it. Kely then leaned down and continued to kiss the male, her arms wrapping around his neck comfortably.

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A little more than a half an hour later, Kely's feet touched the ground again, finally. Grabbing for the washcloth that was in the shower, the put a little soap on it and washed her body. After making sure that she was clean, Kely stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry herself off.

Once Kely had dried off, she opened up her bag and pulled out her new outfit. "I don't know what you're used to wearing, but around here, labels are more important than breathing. You're about the same size as my older brother, so I asked to borrow a few things from him. He gave me a few things that he doesn't wear anymore, so you can keep them if you want," Kely said, pulling clothes out for the male.

Looking at the clock, Kely saw the time. "Shit," she said, dropping her towel and practically racing to get dressed. "We're going to be late. Hurry up," she said in a bit of a rush.

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Once the pair had been dressed, Kely drove them up to the main dining hall. Walking in, there were already a ton of people around, so she was thankful that everyone was talking amongst themselves so she and Micah were able to sneak in and act as if they had been there the entire time.

Spotting her mother and father, Kely brought Micah over to them, said hello, introduced Micah to him as a friend that she had been teaching how to plan tennis, kissed her father's cheek, then dragged Micah to a table for the two of them.

Once the pair had been sitting down, Kely looked at the male on the other side of the table. "When the waiter comes over and asks what you want, just say chicken. Once of Daddy's clients is here and he doesn't like anyone eating fish, because of some sort of fishing accident or something. But like I said, you didn't have to worry about meeting my parents. Just a quick hello and we're on our own again. They won't even look in our direction again, so you can breathe, you know," Kely said, looking to Micah still.

[micah joel mcpherson]

When Kely stepped out the shower after washing herself, Micah followed suit, shutting the shower down. He followed her back out to where she had put her bag down. Explaining to him that she had brought clothes for him made Micah furrow his brows a bit. He wasn't into fancy clothing and honestly didn't care what anyone that she knew thought of him. The more he thought though, the more likely it was that if he went along with this, he'd be getting more action from her and that to him, was completely okay.

He got changed rather quickly into the clothes that Kely handed him. They were just about his size. Maybe a little too big but there wasn't going to be any complaining from Micah. When she happened to notice the time and started rushing more, Micah did not get in her way but instead stuffed his clothes along with her older outfit into the bag.

When they arrived at another building and quickly got out, Micah followed Kely into the crowded room. When they reached her parents, Micah kept his cool and just simply shook each parents' hand accordingly. It was only a matter of seconds before Micah was pulled over to a table just for the two of them. She explained to him that he should order chicken so that her father's associate would not get offended. Micah just looked at her with raised eyebrows and gave a "sure, okay" kind of smirk.

When she told him he could breathe, he jokingly faked letting out a huge breath. "Oh good. I thought you were going to make me hold my breath through the whole meal," he told her with a sly grin on his face. He looked around then and didn't really understand the point of saying you were having lunch with someone then not actually having lunch with them. "This is totally not my scene, but," he paused to lean in close enough to discreetly whisper in Kely's ear, "The more I play along, the more you better be planning to repay me," the male spoke, sitting back in chair and grinning at Kely from across the table.

[mackelty lyn paisley morgan]

Looking to the male across the table, Kely just grinned. "Please, you can't hold your breath around these people. Blue and purple aren't in season around here and you'll be criticized for not being in style," she spoke, picking up her glass of water and taking a quick sip of it.

Looking at her watch, Kely sighed. "Lunch will be served in five minutes, we'll have to stay to eat, then until Daddy gives me the okay to leave. We're looking at least forty-five minutes," the female spoke. "I just want it to be over," the female spoke. "Remind me though, before we go, I have to give the golf cart back. Daddy has one and Mason has the other one. I shouldn't have one, but I kind of seduced the kid at the counter enough to get the extra key," the blonde spoke. "Then I expect you to take me out for a night on the town," Kely grinned.

Looking around the room, Kely saw her siblings and waved. Though, it was mainly at her big brother, since she knew that he wasn't too happy about her hanging out with a guy that was that much older than her. Mason himself was twenty-four, so he knew what older guys were looking for in younger women. Sticking her tongue out slightly at her big brother, Kely then smiled. She then heard her phone go off and she opened it. It was a text from her brother, telling her not to sleep with him. Laughing a little, Kely sent him a text back telling her that he was about an hour too late for that. After she sent it, she watched her brother's reaction to the text.

When her brother stood up and looked at Kely and her guest, the female looked at Micah. "My brother wants to know who you are, so just look at the tall blond that looks like me, just not as pretty and wave," she said.

[micah joel mcpherson]

Micah narrowed his eyes and grinned at Kely's response about blue and purple not being in style. She was definitely witty and that was a big turn on for Micah. A girl that could keep him on his toes was bound to be kept around for a while. He watched her take a sip of her water then proceeded to do the same. The dainty way that she handled her glass was not something Micah could follow but he at least didn't hold the glass like he would a beer.

Micah nodded when she told him to remind her to return the cart. Her explanation made him like her even more. She was a rebel, taking things by being seductive when she wasn't supposed to. When she told him that she expected him to take her out on the town that night, the male grinned widely. "Oh, so which of our expectations should happen first, hm?" he asked and winked at her from across the table.

He then sat in silence as he watched her text on her phone. When she looked at him and told him to look at the tall blond that was looking at them and to just wave, Micah forced a smile. He waved at the blond male that was standing but he remembered that she said it was her brother. The brother was certainly older than Kely. Micah knew how big brothers were. He had had plenty encounters with them. He looked over at Kely, now avoiding looking at the brother. "And how protective is your brother?" Micah asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

[mackelty lyn paisley morgan]

Smiling and laughing softly at Micah, Kely couldn't help but think of him as such an attractive male that she was hoping that would stick around long enough for her to actually enjoy.

"I expect you to take me out on the town first. You've already been up my skirt, so now, you have to do something for me," she spoke.

"And don't worry about my brother. He's super protective, but I know how to handle him," she spoke. "Besides, it's not like we're getting married or having a baby or anything," she spoke. "We're just fooling around and having a good time," Kely spoke.

"If you take me out for a fun night, then I'll bring you back to my room and I'm yours until the sun comes up and breakfast is delivered to my bedroom," the bubbly blonde spoke, watching as the waiters entered the dining room, hands full of serving trays.

When the waiter came over to the table and started with Kely, she spoke a single word; chicken. It was then that a neatly designed plate of chicken and sides was placed in front of her. Looking to Micah, Kely waited for his to say chicken as well.

Whispering to the male, Kely spoke, "Don't pick up your utensils until the man sitting next to Daddy does. He's the big wig in the room today. It's a respect thing. Everything in our world is about respect."

[micah joel mcpherson]

Listening to Kely speak, Micah shook his head but with a grin on his face. "I suppose we can work that out that way," he told her and plastered a huge grin on his face. Micah was okay with having to wait until he took her out on the town for more sex. The way he was going to take her out on the town though would have guaranteed him sex even if they hadn't already had sex.

When she mentioned being able to handle her brother, Micah sighed in relief but then jokingly started to frown. "Only having a good time? You mean, the sex wasn't the good time?" he said with a grin that almost reached ear to ear as he started to chuckle. It was then that Kely promised a good night into morning after taking her out. Micah nodded and made one of those "not bad" kind of faces.

Micah looked up when Kely did and saw the waiters coming into the room carrying trays full of food. Almost immediately, the numerous aromas hit Micah and he closed his eyes to mutter a soft "hm" sound. When a waiter came over to their table, Kely said chicken first. Although the fish on the tray looked absolutely appetizing, Micah told the waiter he wanted chicken as well.

After being served the chicken and sides, Kely spoke to him, saying that their world was about respect and that he was not to pick up his fork until the guy next to her dad did. Micah raised one eyebrow but then shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat pretty thing," he said and waited. It only took a few minutes for everyone to be served and before the big wig lifted his fork to start eating. "Finally," Micah muttered as he picked up his own fork and began to dig in.