EroticReverie

Kurt Kingston

I'm given a smack upside the head by my friend Jared as we sit in the lunch room inside the firehouse, as I watch Candy Carlisle, the fire captain's daughter bend over and slide the tupperware her mother made her bring for her father into our fridge. 

I duck my head down, and nudge Jared with my elbow as she stands back up straight and shuts the fridge door.

"Tell him I dropped by?" Candy asks , turning around and we both nod.

"Yup." I say, and give her a sharp salute and she laughs and then walks over to the table and sits down in one of the chairs.

"You guys have been busy the past few weeks." she says as she leans back, crossing her arms casually over her stomach and then crosses her legs and I have to my damndest not to lean over and check out her legs. 

Candy Carlisle is one the sexiest fucking females in this town. She's nineteen, five foot eight, legs for days, with long blonde hair that I want to wrap around my fist, and pretty blue eyes that I've imagine looking up at me while she sucks my cock with those full lips. Her lips always tinted a cherry red, making her mouth look just like her name...fucking candy. She's wearing a sundress, and my cock appreciates the season more than anything else in the world. When women wear less clothes, and especially, when they wear pretty little fucking sundresses like the pale yellow one she has on now with tiny little daisies all over it. 

I'm twenty four and have worked at the firehouse as a volunteer for the past year after getting out of college. The best part of volunteering, is her coming by every single day, dropping off food for her father, and sometimes even food for us as well. The Carlisle women could have every man in this town eating out of their palms with the way they cook and bake. 

"when you gonna bring us some more cookies or something?" Jared asks her and it's my turn to slap him upside the head.

"Rude ass." I scold him as Candy laughs and then sits up and rests her elbows on the table, tucking her pretty little face in her hands as she leans over the table. 

"Any requests?" she asks Jared. 

Don't look down. Do not look down. Dont look at her cleavage. Do not look at her tits Kurt. I tell myself , when I know damn well if I look down, those perky things are gonna be peeking at me from her dress. 

"Yeah, all of em." Jared says and she laughs. 

"I'll see what I can do." she laughs and then lifts her chin from her hands and then crosses her arms over one another. 

"So, who is on standyby for the fireworks at the park tonight?" she asks. 

"We are." Jared says and I nod. 

"We'll be there with Mike and Sheila" I add and she looks from Jared to me and gives a small smile. 

"Maybe I'll come watch them with you guys...and bring some cookies." she says. 

"Hell yeah" Jared makes a fist, pulling it to his chest as a victory gesture, and Candy laughs and looks at him shaking her head and then looks back to me. 

"You have any requests?" she asks me, and she chews the inside of her lower lip just slightly. 

Yeah. You in a fucking stars and stripes bikini on my lap. Is what I want to say. 

"Everything you make is great." I say and she smiles, her lashes hitting her cheeks when she closes her eyes, giving me a little blush as she opens them and then puts her hands to the table and stands. 

"Well, I'll see you guys later then?" she asks.

"Yup" Jared says. I just nod with a smile. 

"It's a date then." she says. Jared just gives a little laugh as I visibly shift in my seat.

"uh..yeah" I say and she laughs. 

"Have a good day boys." she says, turning, and my eyes fall to the hem of her dress that twirls  around her mid thighs, and my dick twitches. 

"Captains daughters is down bad for our playboy" Jared says and nudges my arm. 

"Shut up" I huff and shove him.  Jared just chuckles and keeps eating his lunch as I sit there, trying to pencil in a jerk of session on my mental schedule for the day, before tonight. 

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So , I'm a bit of a ladies man. I'm not a fucking playboy though. I don't ever "play" with girls. Sure, I hook up. I'm what some even call a "man whore" . But it's all just...fun. I'm young, and single, so I can do what I want. It's not like I lead girls on. I've dated a few here and there, but nothing ever got too serious. I always felt guilty breaking things off, but I didnt see the point in trying to make something out of nothing. Once interest faded, and the sparks were gone, I dipped. Maybe I broke a few hearts, but I was only ever honest. I'd want a woman to do the same with me. I wouldnt want to be strung along if she wasnt actually fucking into me anymore. 

I'm leaned up against the firetruck in a pair of navy pants, and a navy shirt , with a black belt and black boots. I'm actually not needed tonight, but I told Candy I was going to be here, and if she showed, well, I wouldnt miss getting to hang out with her. And let's be honest, I didnt need to wear my volunteer uniform, but I was pretty sure ladies liked it, even if it wasnt the oiled up chest, in a pair of fire pants with suspenders that they see on calendars. I also wasn't holding a dalmation puppy under my arm. But...they navy gettup, was the best I could do right now. 

I turn my head when Jared slaps the end of the firetruck to get my attention. He hanging around the side, and then lifts his hand when he's got my attention and points down the street. I follow the direction of his finger. 

"Your wet dream has arrived" he shouts down the truck and I throw him the finger as I push up off the truck and start to walk towards Candy. 

She's wearing a white dress, with thin spaghetti strapped shoulders and a sweetheart neckline. The torso part fits her snug, and seems tight enough, that it's pushing those already perky tits, even higher. It falls loose into the flowy, romantic way , sundresses do, and it falls to her knees, and she's wearing a pair of white flat shoes  with blue and red stars on them. She looks cute as fuck. Her eyes meet mine and she smile, her perfect white teeth showing and I give her a little nod as I keep walking toward her. 

Her long blonde hair is pulled back, half up and half half down, and I can see the red ribboon she's tied it with blowing in the wind behind her. 

"Hey" I say, coming up to her as I reach out and take the three stacks of tupper ware containers, with baked goods inside,  from her. 

"you made all this this afternoon?" I ask looking down at the ...cookies and cupcakes. 

"Mhm" she says. 

"There's chocolate chip, because..I mean..it's the classic cookie.." she shrugs and points to each container. "Then I made some star shaped sugar cookies with frosting and sprinkles, and then there's just plain old vanilla cupcakes with red and blue frosting" she says and I smile, and she looks up, and gives a little blush. 

"I know I made too much." she says. 

I shake my head. "You know Jared will eat every last crumb. No matter how much you make. "

She laughs slightly and then gives her little shrug again. 

"I didn't make them just for him." she says and looks at me, her brows lifting just slightly. 

"Thank you." I say and she smiles wider. 

"You're welcome." she says sweetly and then I nod my head to the truck. 

"Let's go deliver these to him, before he smells them and tackles me to the ground." I say and she laughs and nods, then follows me over to the firetruck. 

She says high to Sheila and Mike, and Jared, as he stuffs his face already with a cupcake.

"This is why you can't run fast boy." Mike says, slapping the back of his hand to Jared's gut. 

"I'm a growing boy." Jared argues and Candy laughs beside me as Jared smiles, his teeth filled with red frosting. 

"Alright, quit being a loser and hanging out with us." Jared says to me. "go sit on the grass with the others" he says and Candy lifts a brow.

"you're not working?" she asks. 

"I am" I say. 

"No he's not..he needs a life...help him out...let him live a little...get him one of those little light up wands they give to the kids, you like shiney things right Kurt?" Jared teases. And I know he's being a dick so I'll escape him. And it fucking works.

Candy bites her lips together, holding back a little laugh.

"You're the worst." I mutter and grab my jacket and then look to Candy. 

"He's a bully." I say and she lets out a little laugh. 

"Thanks for the goods!" Jared calls to her as we walk off together. 

"It's probably another hour before the show even starts." I say. Lifting my hand to the back of my neck and looking around. 

"You want to get some food, or a drink?" I ask.

"I'm good, unless you're hungry or something then we can." she says.

I shake my head. "Ate before I came." I say. 

"Me too." she smiles. and then looks around, her hair blowing over her shoulder. 

"Want to take a walk then?" I ask and she looks back and smiles and nods. 

"Sure" she answers.