Mafia Desire (Erotica)

The rear door of Ben’s truck opened and Daphne climbed in. Her daughters slid in next to her. Ben turned in his seat and froze when he saw the two young ladies pushing back the fur rimmed hoods of their parkas. The two were identical in every aspect. Long flowing red hair, pale blue eyes, long aquiline noses complete with a fine gold ring through their right nostril, lush red lips, and a dimple on their chins. He caught the flash of gold earrings and studs running up the ridge of an ear and assumed both would have the same complement of jewelry. They looked nothing like the tweens he’d first met when he moved in. He’d witnessed them growing up but it had been quite some time since he’d last seen them so the difference was shocking. They were absolutely identical but somehow he’d always been able to tell Lori from Lisa and thankfully that hadn’t changed.

“Good evening Lisa, Lori, Daphne.” He said looking each in the eye as he said their names and the two young women smiled broadly. Their braces were long gone and their brilliant straight white teeth gleamed in the identical smiles they gave him. They were always impressed with his ability to identify them no matter how hard they tried to be identical. Only their mother shared this ability and even she sometimes missed. Ben never did.

“Good evening Mr. Shepherd.” the twin’s voices said in perfect unison. It was a little unnerving and Daphne frowned.

“You know I don’t like it when you two do that!” Daphne complained and they giggled.

Ben grinned and got them on their way.

The tile shop was expansive and the variety they sold was daunting. The selection ran from ceramic and porcelain, to glass of all shapes and colors, and natural stone. Trish saw what she wanted immediately so Ben was able to write down the product ID’s for her order. Then Ben brought out his tablet and mocked up some designs as the twins reviewed the materials. Once they saw the pictures their mother had taken of his shower they were much more excited about the process and selected some very attractive glass tile to use as an accent for large natural stone tiles. Ben agreed that it would look and work really well in the space they had.

Then they began to work on concepts for the daycare. They chose a simple white tile for the washrooms and Ben suggested some pretty and cheerful glass accent tiles. He used his tablet to show them the touchless taps and soap dispensers so the kids could keep their hands clean and germ free. The finish was going to look clean and modern and should help give the daycare a very sophisticated look yet it was very friendly and accessible to kids. Ben swore the fixtures were far sturdier than anything they would get from a regular contractor grade supplier.

Once Ben had written down all of the part numbers for he started an order and indicated that he would provide the quantities once he had done formal measurements. They indicated they would hold the order open for him.

On the drive home the twins were very animated about their vision for daycare and Ben discovered that it had always been their dream to run a daycare and they were a little dazzled that it was actually coming true. He caught Daphne’s eye in the mirror and the two shared a smile.

Trish was in a world of her own as she envisioned her new shower stall with the body jets and the deep soaker tub. When they pulled into her drive she forgot she wasn’t alone in the car with Ben. “May I kiss your cheek?” she asked. Ben froze as the back seat went silent.

“Uh, yes.” Ben said, embarrassed.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Trish leapt up and planted one right on his cheek and partially on his mouth as he hadn’t had time to turn. She grinned and slid out of the car with a quick bye to the ladies in the back seat. She skipped up her driveway to her house and Ben drove up to the next driveway for the rest of his passengers to exit. Daphne got out and closed her door. While their mother was walking around the back of the truck Lori and Lisa looked at each other with grins on their face. “May I kiss your cheek?” they said in unison from the backseat.

Ben rolled his eyes at their teasing. “Sure.” he said, hoping it would be over quick.

Lori leaned over the seat until her face was right in front of his. Her right hand was braced on and squeezed his right leg and her left hand was on the back of his neck. Suddenly her lips were crushed against his and the tip of her tongue caressed across his lips. She slipped back to the backseat and slid out of the car before he’d had time to react. He started to turn to look back when Lisa was suddenly leaning over the seat. Because of his shift her right hand landed right on his hardening cock and her tongue swept across his as his mouth opened in reaction to her firm squeeze. Then she too was out of the car and the two ladies were running up the drive giggling in excitement.

Daphne watched her daughters scamper away and looked in the passenger door window. She saw Ben’s upset expression. She pulled open the door. “Ben, what did they do?”

“Too much.” he said gruffly.

Daphne noted the bulge and his unease. “I’m so sorry, Ben.”

“I’m not used to be pawed and I’m certainly not used to being kissed like that from kids I’ve watched grow up. I feel… a little ill actually. If you’ll excuse me I want to go home.” he said.

“Oh Ben. God, I’m sorry. They’ve had a crush on you for years. That’s no excuse though. I’ll talk with them. Are you still going to help with the Daycare?” she asked hopefully.

“Yes, of course. But talk to your girls. That can’t happen again!” Ben growled.

Daphne nodded and closed the door. Ben drove away quickly and she marched up her driveway. She had two naughty girls to discipline.

Ben rushed inside and went directly into his master bath. He stuffed his clothes into the hamper and stepped into the shower. He got the water as hot as he could stand it and gave himself a good scrub. It didn’t help so he shut it down before he scraped himself raw. The image of those two beauties remained in his mind and the feeling of their soft lips on his and Lisa’s hand gripping his… God dammit! This was Trish’s fault! If she hadn’t been so careless. Ben didn’t know what to do with himself. First thing he need to do was tell Trish she had to be more careful. He threw on a robe, grabbed the phone and dialed Trish.

“Hello?” she answered.

“You’ve got to be more careful about how to treat me around others!” Ben blurted out.

“Ben? Is this you?” she asked.

“Who else do you kiss in front of impressionable young women?” he growled.

“Ahhhh, did they want a little taste of their own?” she teased.

“Dammit Trish! I’ve watched these kids grow up since they were just teenagers! I can’t begin to tell you how it feels to have them suddenly kissing and groping you. It was horribly disturbing!” Ben yelled.

“But they got you hard didn’t they!” Trish pushed.

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you! It’s so freaking wrong and it could have been prevented if you’d… hello?” Ben realized the phone line was dead. “She hung up?” he said looking at the receiver incredulously. He must have stood there trembling for thirty seconds glaring at the receiver, getting more and more angry.

Suddenly his doorbell rang. He dropped the phone on the desk and walked to the front door. He saw Trish standing outside without her jacket. He yanked open the door and pulled her inside, maybe a little too roughly.

“Are you nuts? It’s freezing out there!” he growled, his anger still hot.

She took a good look at his robe.

“So after the girls tugged on your cock did you come home to stroke yourself off in the shower?” she goaded him.