Naughty Temptations

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

The next two weeks settled into a pattern with Hugh, Orion, and Quigley meeting at the swimming pool Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Saturday afternoons, Orion going to craft classes on Tuesday, archery on Friday, and talking to Tallulah on Skype on Sunday evenings.

While Orion played in the kids’ pool, Quigley and Hugh sat on the side of the pool and talked. They talked about their work, about politics, about the environment and climate change. They talked about baseball and football, about cars, kayaks, and motorcycles. Movies, books, and their childhoods were all fodder for their conversations, broken by comments about Orion and the other children, and about teaching Orion to swim.

On the second Saturday, Quigley said, “I can’t have mentioned more than a couple hundred times I go back to work Monday. I’m going to miss our trips to the swimming pool. Would you both like to come out for a meal somewhere with me tomorrow?” He grinned at Orion. “Maybe we could go to a type of restaurant you’ve never been to before. At camp they may expect you to eat weird food, you know.”

“It would have to be early. Tallulah Skypes Orion at seven-thirty.”

“How about lunch, then? Would that work?”

“That would be awesome. Say yes, Dad, please.”

“Of course. Thanks, Quigley, we’d love to come. Where should we meet you and at what time?”

“Have you ever been to the Japanese steakhouse? The chefs are wonderful to watch, and the food is very good,” asked Quigley.

“Oh, where they do the hibachi grill? I’ve heard about it but never been. Would you like that, Orion? The chefs cook the food while you watch.”

“Actually it’s a teppanyaki grill. They use a flat-surface grill heated by propane gas. Hibachi grills use an open grate and are heated by charcoal. Jeez, I’m sounding like a food advertisement. When I went, the chef stacked onion rings into a volcano which was quite spectacular.”

“An onion volcano?” Orion’s eyes were round with wonder.

“Yes, would you like to see that, Orion? Eat some Japanese cooking?” asked Hugh.

“Yes, please, Dad, Quigley.”

“How about we meet in the parking lot at noon tomorrow, then?” suggested Quigley.

*****

Quigley was excited that Hugh and Orion had agreed to his invitation to the restaurant. He’d thought long and hard about how to move their relationship to the next level. Although he loved his job, going back to work would put a real blockage in his romance plans. He was incredibly attracted to Hugh, and Orion was a great kid, smart and bold, yet polite. But it was Hugh he so desperately wanted to know on a deeper level. They’d talked and laughed and had fun together nine times over two weeks, so surely that was long enough before they had a real date.

Of course, what he wanted was to be in bed with Hugh, to have Hugh pounding into his ass, or sucking his c**k. To lick and suck every inch of Hugh’s delicious body, from his reddish hair, down his muscled chest, to his long toes. Hugh had made no secret of the fact that he was bisexual. He seemed to be equally attracted to Quigley and, hopefully, would be ready to move to the next stage. Quigley just wasn’t quite sure how s*x would work with the boy present. Screaming orgasms wouldn’t be possible. Hell, people with kids, even single parents, had s*x all the time, so there had to be a way around the problem.

Just thinking about Hugh’s delightfully sculpted muscles, his strong thighs, sinewy calves, broad shoulders, and berry-brown n*****s gave him the hard-on from hell. Quigley was sure Hugh’s c**k would be perfect. Several times as they’d been talking, he’d noticed Hugh’s c**k growing inside those red board shorts. It looked to be a most impressive package, and Quigley longed to suck every inch of it down his throat, to play with Hugh’s balls, to slide a finger deep into Hugh’s ass and watch his c*m spurt over them both, then to lick it all up.

Even if they didn’t get as far as f*****g, Quigley was determined to kiss Hugh, to sink his tongue into the other man’s mouth, to taste and tease that warm cavern, and to nibble Hugh’s earlobes.

Quigley wondered if Hugh realized just how sexy his earlobes were. His ears were perfectly shaped, a delicate pink, and begging to have a tongue thrust inside and teeth nibbling the edges.

Right now, the big question was what to wear. He’d heard how carefully Orion chose his clothes and wanted to do justice to this first date with Hugh and the child. A button-down shirt? Dress pants and dress shoes? Or loafers? Hmm.

He finally decided on navy dress pants, black dress shoes, and a pale blue, button-down shirt left open at the neck with the cuffs rolled up. When he arrived at the Japanese steakhouse, he was relieved to see Hugh had chosen cargo pants, not jeans, and that Orion looked very smart in long brown shorts and a tan shirt that complemented his flame-red hair.

But Quigley’s gaze kept returning to Hugh, who looked absolutely luscious in those beige pants and cream shirt. Good enough to eat and so delicious Quigley’s c**k was standing up and begging to be touched, his ass clenching with the need to be filled, his heart pounding with the hope that he would have the chance to tell Hugh of his desire to make love. Yeah, make love. He didn’t just want to have s*x with this man, he wanted them to make love together.

Orion was entranced by the display the chef put on. The man was a performer as much as a chef. He flipped and caught foods with his spatula, chopped mounds of vegetables with strokes so fast the human eye could scarcely follow his movements. Next, he arranged onion rings into a fire-shooting volcano. He concluded by flipping a shrimp through the air to land in the center of Orion’s plate on top of a pile of noodles.

With their beef, onions, and noodles, they had cabbage, zucchini, bean sprouts, and garlic chips. They all ate every mouthful, and it was superb, but not half as superb as the delectable man sitting opposite him at the table. I’ll die if we don’t go to bed together tonight. I can’t wait another day!

Fortunately, by the looks Hugh was shooting him, Hugh’s mind was running along the same pathway as his.

From the restaurant, they went to the children’s playground so Orion could run around after sitting still and quiet throughout the long meal. Hugh took a large rubber ball from the trunk of his car, and they played catch for a while, then Orion was happy to climb over a wooden fort and amuse himself.

“You are truly blessed. He’s a good kid,” said Quigley. They sat on a seat watching the boy, Hugh idly flipping the ball from one hand to the other.

“I always wanted a kid, and I don’t regret having that affair with his mother at all. Marrying her might not have been the smartest thing I ever did, but I don’t regret that either, because I was there for his first smile, his first word, when he started to crawl and walk. Having him with me all the time now is the best gift she could have given me. I love that boy so much it hurts,” said Hugh softly.

“Son of fire, son of light,” whispered Quigley.

“Exactly. All that’s missing from my life now is that special adult someone,” said Hugh, looking straight into Quigley’s eyes.

Sweat broke out on Quigley’s forehead, his palms grew damp, his heart pounded against his ribs, and his c**k tried to force its way out of his pants. “These past two weeks with you and the boy have been very special to me,” he said softly.

“And you to me. We’ve talked so much it’s as if we’ve known each other for years, not a few weeks.”

“I want us to know each other even better yet. To take that next step. Into bed.” Quigley was so nervous he thought he might upchuck the wonderful meal he’d just eaten. It seemed to be bouncing around in his belly and forcing its way back up his throat. He made himself swallow hard and hoped he didn’t look pathetic and needy to Hugh.

Fortunately, Hugh was smiling. “Yeah, that’s what I want too. Can you sleep over tonight?”

“I didn’t pack a razor and toothbrush. Besides, how will you explain it to the boy? Better I leave before he wakes up.”

“Orion’s used to Tallulah’s partners sleeping over, so I don’t believe it’ll upset him. Besides, when he first came to live with me, I used to worry about him waking up in the night, not remembering where he was. I used to check on him every hour, and he never stirred. One night I dropped a glass jar on the kitchen counter, and it smashed into a million pieces. It sounded so loud I expected the neighbors to be banging on my door complaining. But Orion didn’t even roll over in his sleep. Once that kid’s asleep, he won’t notice anything, I’m sure. I want to f**k you so bad.”

The last sentence was almost soundless, but Quigley heard it, and his heart raced harder. “I want that too.”

They played some more with the ball, then chased each other around the park, burning off some of the calories they’d eaten. Nevertheless, Hugh made sure Orion was home in good time to shower and get ready for bed before Tallulah’s call came through on Skype. Orion chattered happily to his Mom for the usual fifteen minutes then called to Hugh. “Mom wants to talk to you too, now, Dad.”

Hugh walked over to the computer, which was set up in a corner of his living room, and Quigley could hear the conversation easily as Tallulah explained she and Ron had decided to travel overseas.

“I’ve always wanted to go to Rome, and Ron wants to see England, so we’ll backpack through Europe for a few months, then come home and settle down and have a couple kids. I’ll send you some postcards, Orry, and you can come visit with us for a week at Thanksgiving, or maybe Christmas. With a bit of luck, by this time next year, you’ll be able to visit again and meet your new baby brother or sister.”

Ouch! I hope Orion takes that okay. And what kind of a name is Orry? He’s a kid, not a dog!

Quigley watched carefully as they logged off the computer, but Orion didn’t seem upset. There was a slight crease between Hugh’s brows though. Quigley really hoped Hugh hadn’t just been hurt all over again even though the marriage had been off for a long time. Hadn’t they divorced when the boy was two? That had been four years ago, so it was only to be expected she’d have found a new man, be wanting to start a new family.

Quigley joined them as Hugh read a couple chapters from one of the children’s books they’d borrowed from the library, then said goodnight to the little boy.

“Mommy always says she loves me. She said a boy needs his father. I’m glad I live with you now, Daddy. But you won’t mind when I visit Mommy at Thanksgiving, will you?”

“I’ll miss you, Orion. But it’ll be a nice visit for you. I’m so glad you live with me now.” Hugh hugged Orion fiercely, and Quigley saw the hint of moisture in his eyes.

When Hugh shut Orion’s door, Quigley raised an eyebrow, but Hugh nodded. “He likes it shut. I wanted to leave it open when he first came, but he said he was used to having it shut.”

Quigley shrugged. It was none of his business, really, but it would make things easier for them if they did get to bed. He still desperately wanted them to go to bed together. However, after this news from Tallulah...

“Coffee?” suggested Hugh, and they walked into the kitchen together.

“Will your ex-wife traveling overseas upset your plans?” Quigley asked carefully.

“No. It was pretty obvious when she didn’t want him living with her anymore that she was changing her lifestyle with this new man. In fact, if they’re traveling, likely it makes it easier for Orion. Backpacking’s no life for a kid, and he’s settled and happy here. You don’t get several months of time off work, a passport and immunizations organized overnight though, so I bet she’s known they were leaving for a while. She just didn’t tell him until now.”

They sat sipping their coffee in silence. God, Hugh looked sexy, his tongue poking out to lick the edge of his mug, his head thrown back as he swallowed the last of his coffee. Hugh made drinking coffee a s****l act. Quigley’s c**k was once again harder than a spike, pushing against his pants, begging to get out.