Breaking And Entering With Steele Pt. 10

"Pretty embarrassing," AJ said, smiling, having seen a few videos on the internet of things like that happening.

"You don't want that to happen to Mommy, do you?"

"No," AJ said.

"Good," Melody said, and she reached forward and grabbed AJ by the hair, pulling him forward. He began to come up her body, thinking she wanted to kiss him, but when she stopped and pushed his head between her thighs, he knew she wanted his lips elsewhere. His tongue pressed against her slit and licked upward, and then he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue and she gasped. He did it again, and then slid his tongue and lips lower, sliding into her, licking and sucking and teasing her for a few moments before returning to long deep strokes of his tongue, up and down her slit. Every run-up ended with a flick of her clit, or a suck, or both.

In the space of a minute, Melody was gasping and her hands were entwined in AJ's hair, pulling his face against her sex as if he needed to be connected to her in every way. AJ's hand came up then, and pressed against the gem-studded button of the plug, just to make sure it wasn't slipping out, and Melody cried out. "Fuck me!"

AJ's face came up, confused, and he saw his father's truck rip into the driveway, skidding to a halt. Melody sat up, grabbing AJ and pulling him on top of her.

"Mommy!" AJ yelped, pulling away from her. "Dad's home!"

AJ spun and shot for the kitchen as Melody realized what he'd said, and then jumped up, yanked her skirt down, and then shouted at AJ to move the coffee table. AJ pushed it back, just as the outer front door opened. He spun again and ran through the kitchen to the top of the stairs, just as the front door opened.

"Honey!" Jaxson shouted at the top of his lungs. "I'm hoooo-oome!!!!"

"Daddy!" Melody yelped sweetly, and AJ hurried downstairs to change so he would be ready for dinner. He ran to his dresser, tearing off his shit clothes and putting on a nice pair of pants and a shirt, the ones Candice had bought for him, and then he put on his dress socks and shoes and then tied them tight. He was ready to go in less than three minutes.

As he ran for the stairs, he heard the front door open. He figured that was probably Melody heading out to her car to get it started up. They were probably all going in her car, since his father probably wanted to go somewhere nice, somewhere expensive. He rushed upstairs, ready to go, and hooked the corner to ask whoever was still there, if they could pick up Abbey on the way, only to find his father's bedroom door closed, and locked.

Confused, AJ turned to the front door and yanked it open. He opened the outer storm door, just in time to see Melody's car pull out of the driveway and onto the street. AJ couldn't tell who was at the wheel, but from the way the wheels squealed, he assumed it was his father. AJ stood there, waiting on the porch, waiting for his father to come back and pick him up. When a full minute passed, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his father. The call went to voice mail. AJ called Melody's phone. Straight to voice mail, again.

AJ refrained from smashing his phone into pieces right then and there. Doing so wouldn't have fixed anything, but oh how he wanted to. He was pissed. Slipping his phone back into his pocket before he did something stupid, AJ headed back into the house, seething with anger. After all he'd done, after all the bullshit, after the fucking grueling two weeks of twenty-hour days without complaint, his father got a million dollar pay-day and what did he get? Not even a thank you. Nothing. Not even dinner. What did he get? What did he really get?

AJ contemplated everything as he walked through the house and headed back down to his room. A million dollars. He had no concept of that much money, and at the same time, he'd done more than half the work. But he didn't have the business acumen, the negotiating skills, the connections, or the experience. In any industry, all of that accounted for a lot more than brute force labor, and that was what he amounted to. Extra hands. Extra hands were beneficial, but without the brains and experience, extra hands were just that. Extra.

AJ flopped down on his bed and laid there for a while, and before he knew it, he was out cold, falling into a deep sleep. When he awoke, it was pitch black in his room, and he grabbed his phone and checked it for messages. He opened the one from Melody and read it quickly. "Dinner was amazing. We're going out to a club. Will be back late. Don't forget to do the dishes and the laundry. -Mom."

AJ deleted the message with contempt and then went through the folder chain to find Abbey's messages. When he opened the folder, there were probably fifty or more. He scrolled up to the last time he'd read them and began reciting them quickly.

"AJ. I miss you. Sorry, your dad is working you so hard. I tried to talk to you at lunch today, but you were busy. I'll talk to you after dinner. -Love, SA."

"SA," AJ repeated, and then he thought he knew. "Slave Abbey. I should be called Slave AJ. Hmph. Same initials. We're twins." He read the next few lines, seeing that Abbey had tried to speak with him repeatedly, over the curse of the first week of his being on the job. After that, she'd given up. She immersed herself in work, letting him know she was going to take on a couple more shifts, and sub in for people who wanted time off, but if he had a day off, maybe they could spend some time together.

AJ put his phone down and rubbed his eyes. He was tired, but more than that, he felt incredibly guilty about neglecting Abbey for the past two weeks. Even though it wasn't entirely his fault, he felt he might have been able to do something about it. What exactly, he didn't know...but something.

He picked his phone up and scrolled to the bottom message and read it.

"Guess nobody is coming to pick me up...again. On my way home."

AJ looked at the time of the text and then the time on his phone, and realized it was just ten minutes ago. His phone buzzing had probably been what had woke him up! He swiped out to the messaging app and immediately called Abbey. He sat up and waited for her to pick up, and when she did, he heard people talking in the background.

"Abbey?" AJ asked.

"Hey stranger," Abbey replied in a neutral tone.

"Abbey, I'm so sorry I've been working so much," AJ said quickly as if suddenly coming out of a work-induced coma.

"It's okay," Abbey said then, and then AJ heard her say something to someone else in a subdued tone, and he asked where she was. "Getting dinner," she replied. "Burgers and fries. Dinner of champions."

"I'm coming up there," AJ said, standing up and banging his knee against the side of his dresser on accident.

"Oh, okay," Abbey said softly. "Are you coming to eat or...are you coming to pick me up?"

"Both," AJ said, and he stomped up the stairs like a raging bull, ripped through the house, and ran out to his vehicle, swinging behind the wheel and firing up the engine with a grim determined look etched on his face. He still had Abbey on the phone as he drove down the road and in less than five minutes he was pulling into the parking lot. "I'm here."

"I'm inside," Abbey said, but she sounded a bit happier now.

"I'm coming inside," AJ said, opening the door and stepping into the burger joint.

AJ saw Abbey sitting at the counter, leaning over a small plate with a single burger and a few fries. It looked as if she'd just been served.

"You weren't waiting for me, were you?" AJ asked, sliding onto the seat next to Abbey.

"No. Not really. But you wouldn't shut up so I could eat," she said.

"I...deserve that," AJ said, shaking his head. "I'm sorry I've been so god damned busy."

"Yeah," Abbey said softly, as if it didn't really matter all that much.

"I'm sorry about...not replying to your messages. Or talking to you. Or...everything."

"Am I your girlfriend?" Abbey asked him, point blank.

"Yeah. Yes. You are," AJ replied, sitting up a bit straighter.

"Well, when I said I like fucked up things, I didn't mean, a boyfriend who acts like he's my brother.

"I'm sorry," AJ said, shaking his head.

Abbey turned to him, her dark thick lashed eyes blinking innocently, her pert little nose turning up. Her lips curled at the edges and his blood boiled. She was going to say something mean. Something he undoubtedly deserved. He wasn't waiting around, or playing this stupid word game with her. There was plenty of time to be clever, later...together. Now, right now, he needed her to know he still needed her. He needed her to know, he loved her.

"I-" Abbey began to say, but AJ reached around her hips and pulled her off the seat, and he pressed his lips against hers, silencing her. She slammed a half-closed wrist against his chest as if struggling to get free, but in the next moment, she opened her hand, and grabbed him back, pulling herself against him. He kissed her hungrily, his hands sliding all over her sides, running up underneath her shirt, teasing her, and she giggled, and then pulled away, a wry look on her thin lips. She looked half-impressed.

"Can I order or do you wanna just leave and go fuck?" AJ asked Abbey when she slid her ass back onto the stool and turned back to the person standing behind the counter.

"Hey!" The employee said, turning and pointing a grill spatula at him threateningly.

"It's okay," Abbey said quickly, smiling. "I told him to say that. He's my boyfriend."

"This guy? Your boyfriend?" the man asked as if he couldn't believe it.

"What? You don't think I'm pretty enough?" Abbey asked the man.

"Oh, no. Abbey you know you're okay in my book. But a tiny little thing like you, with a guy like this?" The guy looked back at AJ as if he could tell exactly what kind of a guy he was at first glance. "He's probably got six girlfriends on the side. One for every day of the week."

Abbey giggled and AJ felt his face turning red.

"I actually don't," AJ said, picking up a menu from in front of himself. "I only have one girlfriend."

"But he is fucking someone else on the side," Abbey said quickly. AJ's jaw dropped and the man turned from Abbey to him, and back.

"And you know this?" the man asked, incredulously.

"Yeah. Well, I mean...he really can't help it," Abbey said, a wry smile crossing her face.

AJ felt his entire ego being thrown on the floor and stomped on. Hearing Abbey say he couldn't control himself, was the diarrhea icing on the shit cake he was eating.

"A man can always control himself," the waiter said to Abbey in a warning tone. "But, say la vie. If you know, you know. That's your business. Just...watch out for yourself."

Abbey turned her face to AJ and then tilted her head up. "Hey, Ron. Can I get a to-go bag?"

"Sure," the man said, and he reached under the counter and pulled a white paper bag out, and handed it to Abbey. "Lost your appetite?"

"Yeah," Abbey said, stuffing her burger into the bag, and then dumping her fries in on top. "Actually, I'm just gonna go fuck real quick. I can eat later."

Ron shrugged as if her statement made perfect sense, and he went back to scraping the grill with the spatula and Abbey slid off the her seat. "So, your car, or...at home?"

"Whatever works for you," AJ said, sliding off the seat to follow Abbey out the door. He followed her to his car and she got into the passenger seat as he got behind the steering wheel, and before either of them could close their doors, they were on each other once again.

AJ grabbed Abbey by the hips, pulling her against him as Abbey pressed her lips against his, kissing him with a series of soft sweet pecks, as if she couldn't get enough of him. His hands left her hips and slid up her shirt, his fingers smoothing along her soft warm skin, and he felt her moan under his touch. She straddled his right thigh and her middle pressed against his quadricep, rubbing herself on him, and his cock responded by yanking against the front of his dress slacks, fighting to get free.

"What are you dressed up for?" Abbey moaned as she grabbed his shirt and started unbuttoning it.

"Oh, uh, nothing. I just threw on what I had on before," AJ said, grabbing the front of his shirt and helping her unbutton it.

A horn honked from behind and beside them, and Abbey almost leaped out of the vehicle, and then laughed at being scared shitless, seeing a vehicle behind them, trying to pull in alongside the vehicle.

"Close your door," Abbey said, and AJ leaned out and grabbed the door handle, pulling the door closed. "Maybe we should head home," Abbey said then, glancing out the rear window and then spinning around in her seat.

"If you want," AJ said. "There's nobody else home."

"What?" Abbey asked, turning to AJ.

"Yeah," He said, and he gave Abbey a super short recounting of what had happened, and how he'd been left behind, Melody and his father leaving him high and dry.

"Well, what the hell are you waiting for?" Abbey asked, slamming her door shut and clipping her seat belt on. "Let's go!"

AJ smiled as pulled out of the parking lot, and as he got back on the road, Abbey turned a mischievous smile his way.

"What are you thinking?" AJ asked her, knowing she was up to no good.

"Mmmm, maybe you need a hand driving?" Abbey asked, and she reached over with her left hand and started messing around with the front of his pants.

"I don't know if I need help driving," AJ said as he unzipped his zipper and Abbey reached inside his slacks. "But I always need a hand."

Abbey's delicate fingers found his cock, ready and waiting. She wrapped her fingers around it, giving it a tight squeeze before slowly pulling her hand upward, sliding the length of his dick inside of his silky smooth skin.

"Did you miss me?" Abbey asked, tugging his cock from base to tip inside his pants.

"Yes," AJ said, hitting the accelerator a bit harder. "I also missed this, but I missed you more."

Abbey gave his cock another tight squeeze and then slid her right hand down the front of her jeans. "Yeah... Miss Kitty missed you too," she said, sliding down in her sea a little bit, and then she put her right leg up, intentionally showing AJ where she was moving her hand underneath her pants. "God I was so fucking sore."

"You were?" AJ asked and Abbey squeezed his cock hard and held it tight.

"I showed you what I did," Abbey continued after a moment, resuming her stroking of his cock and herself at the same time. "But you didn't care. You were too busy welding and grinding stuff."

"It's not that I didn't care," AJ said, trying to defend his neglecting her.

"I left those panties inside me for two days and when I pulled them out, it was like this huge disgusting bundle of snot and cum and goo."

"Oooh...Ooooeewww," AJ said, slightly disgusted by the information.

"I know," Abbey said in a quirky tone. "My pussy wouldn't stop dribbling after that. For three days after, at random times, stuff would just come shooting out of me."

"What?" AJ asked, his cock actually going a bit soft at hearing the news.

"Yeah. I was in the middle of a shift, and I bent down to pick something up, and I felt something warm and wet just kinda squirt outta me. When I smelled it-"

"You smelled it?" AJ asked, repulsed.

"Well, yeah. It's okay. It was just cum."

"For three days?" AJ said.

"Yeah. I just couldn't stop gushing... and then I stopped. I think that was when Melody, oh, I mean, Mongrel Mommy, told me Candy should be back soon."

"What?" AJ asked, both surprised and alarmed by the news.

Abbey turned a smirk toward AJ and then looked down at his pants. "Well, someone certainly likes the good news."

AJ shook his head and tried to make his cock go soft again, but it was almost impossible with Abbey tugging it with such expert strokes. "It's not like that," AJ said, pulling into the driveway.

"I told you, I don't ca-are," Abbey said in a sing-song tone.

"Well, I care," AJ said.

"I can't wait," Abbey said then, pulling her hand out of her pants. "Oh, how the fireworks are going to explode!"

"That's exactly what I don't want happening," AJ said, zipping his pants back up as Abbey let go of him and opened her door.

"So, when are Mongrel Mommy and Sir Dufus Dickenfarts due back?" Abbey asked, spinning around in a circle as she walked to the front door.

"Late," AJ said, locking his car and following Abbey quickly. "What did you call him?"

"Your dad's name is Sir Dufus Dickenfarts. Sir because he's a fucking night stalker. God, he's suck a fucking creeper. Dufus, well... self-explanatory. Dickenfarts. Again, self-explanatory."

AJ unlocked the front door and they went inside. Abbey immediately headed to her room, and AJ asked her where she was going.

"Well, since they're not home, we can pretty much do it wherever we want, right?"

"Well, yeah. I suppose," AJ said, following her.

"Then follow me," Abbey said, heading into her room. As she crossed the threshold, she began stripping off her clothing. Her shirt came off first, and then her bra, followed by her pants and then, her socks and finally, her panties. AJ watched her undress, his cock appreciating the smooth soft look of her entire body as she revealed every single inch of it. "Are you going to get undressed?"

"Oh! Yeah," AJ said, yanking his shirt off over his head, not bothering to unbutton it the rest of the way. He pulled his t-shirt off, pushed his pants down and his underwear, and then he took his socks off.

"Bathroom," Abbey said, pulling her top drawer open and grabbing something from inside. She hurried out the door and down the hall, slipping into the bathroom and AJ hurried to catch up. When he entered, Abbey had one knee on the toilet and was playing with herself. "Get behind me."

"Okay," AJ said, coming around behind her, and noticing her asshole was wet and glistening.

"Go slow," Abbey said, flipping her hair forward and then looking back at him over her shoulder. "Don't break it. It's supposed to be fun for both of us."

"Don't break it," AJ said, his cock throbbing like a jackhammer, ready to fuck the living shit out of her. He stepped forward and slid the head of his cock between her lips, and then grabbed her hips, pressing forward.

"Whoa. Hold on," Abbey said, pulling away from him. "Dude. I told you I'm...I'm not ready for that."

"What?" AJ asked, confused.

"My...Miss Kitty...is still sore."

"Then what are we...?"

"Use my other hole..." Abbey said, dropping her chin and giving AJ a much more serious look. "You do...like...butt-sex...right?"

"I, of course," AJ said, trying to not sound awkward. "Sure, I love butt," he said, "but I thought you said...it wasn't going to fit."

"Yes, and no," she said, raising a single eyebrow at him. "That was then, this is now. Miss Kitty is off-limits. She's on vacation in the Himalayas."

"The Himilayas?" AJ asked.

"Him-ah-lay.... Never mind. Babe, I've had more things in my ass than Liberace, but like I said, you can't break it. You break it-"

"You buy it," AJ said smartly.

"No," Abbey said, giving AJ a confused look. "If you break it, then I've got nothing left but my mouth and there's only so much cum a girl can swallow."

"Oh," AJ said, sliding his cock up and down between Abbey's well-lubed ass cheeks. Her skin was smooth as silk, her body hot and eager to please. He rubbed the tip of his cock back and forth across her puckered rosebud, teasing her.

"What whore said if you break it, you buy it?" Abbey asked with a smile. "Was it your sister, or your mom?" AJ's face turned to something deeply offensive, but when he saw the smile on Abbey's face, he knew she'd said it for effect.

"Oh, you're going to get it," AJ said, slapping his cock against both her tight openings. For a moment, he considered just shoving his cock inside her pussy, ramming it inside her until it wouldn't go any further, but as soon as the notion entered his mind, it left. He didn't want to hurt her, and even though he meant it as a kind of playful punishment for her words, she'd already told him she was sore. It just didn't sit well with his conscience. He hung his head in a self-deprecating manner, upset he had even considered it.