The Little Treasure of Youth novel · Chapter 2 of 12

Chapter 2: The Adults

It wasn't Ingrid.

It was Tatiana, Fiorella's roommate, and she sounded furious.

I climbed the garage stairs behind Fiorella, who was pulling her dress down with trembling hands, and opened the door.

Tatiana stood in the doorway, a black trench coat open over a tight wine-colored dress.

Thirty years old, green eyes, dark brown hair falling in waves over one shoulder.

She was a lawyer.

She'd put together my neighbor's defense in a trial last year and won it in three days.

I also remembered her, of course, from the day I put up her living room shelves.

She'd leaned against the doorframe, watching my arms while I screwed things in.

"Good evening, Lorenzo."

"Tatiana."

"Fiorella, I told you to wait for me."

"And I told you I wasn't going to wait."

"Come in," I said. "The whole neighborhood's going to hear."

Tatiana stepped inside.

She looked at Fiorella—messy hair, swollen mouth.

She looked at me—the sawdust stain on my shirt, my wet lip.

Her eyes dropped to the garage floor, to the back, to the steel band lying next to the workbench.

She was quiet for a second.

"That was fast," she said, with a cold smile.

"Nothing happened," said Fiorella.

"You have lipstick up to your chin."

Fiorella wiped it with the back of her hand.

"Tatiana..."

"Don't explain. I was planning to bring you here too, so he could help you with that thing."

"But you ran out before I finished getting dressed."

"I'm not taking anything from you."

"Yes, you are taking something from me."

She took a step toward me.

"I've been wanting to have dinner with this man for six months, and he never takes the hint."

My throat went dry.

"Tatiana. Fiorella is my daughter's best friend."

"And I'm a thirty-year-old adult woman who knows what she wants. Tell me you didn't notice, Lorenzo."

"I noticed."

"So why didn't you do anything?"

"Because I'm the father of..."

"Step aside, little girl," said Tatiana, without looking at Fiorella. "Let the adults have a good talk."

"I'm an adult too," Fiorella replied, chin raised. "I'm twenty-two."

"Then you won't mind sharing."

There was a silence.

Fiorella's eyes went wide with surprise.

So did mine.

"Sharing?" I repeated.

Tatiana took off her trench coat and let it fall onto the couch.

Underneath, the dress clung to every curve: full breasts, a defined waist, wide hips.

"We're all here," she said. "We all want the same thing."

"And I'm not spending the night in an empty apartment imagining what you're doing with her."

Fiorella looked at her.

She looked at me.

She bit her lip.

"Do you want to?" she asked me, in a tiny voice.

I should have said no.

I should have sent them home, hugged them, called my daughter.

I had a chance to be a good man.

"Yes," I said.

They both let out a breath.

"Then sit down," Tatiana ordered, pointing at the couch. "And don't move."

I sat.

They both stood in front of me.

Tatiana took Fiorella's hand and pulled her close.

"Watch, little girl. This is how it's done."

And she kissed her.

Slowly, with an open mouth, one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her waist.

Fiorella went rigid for a second.

Then she melted.

I watched, my mouth dry, my cock already hard inside my pants.

Tatiana slid her hand down and lifted Fiorella's cotton dress up to her waist, baring her pale ass.

She stroked the red mark the belt had left.

"Poor thing," she murmured against her mouth. "Look what they did to you."

"It hurts a little."

"I'll make it better."

Tatiana knelt, spread her legs with her hands, and kissed the mark with her tongue, from bottom to top, slowly.

Fiorella let out a moan and grabbed her shoulders.

"Uncle," she whimpered. "Uncle, look at me."

I was looking at her.

Tatiana lifted her green eyes to me.

"Come here, Lorenzo."

I stood up.

Tatiana took my belt, unbuckled it with one hand, and pulled down my zipper.

When she pulled out my cock—hard, thick, hot—she wrapped her fingers around it and stroked from base to tip.

"Beautiful," she whispered. "What a waste of six months."

Fiorella lowered her head and stared, eyes wide.

"I've never seen one like that."

"Well, now you have," said Tatiana. "Come. On your knees, next to me."

Fiorella obeyed.

She knelt beside her, knees on the rug, dress bunched up to her hips.

Tatiana guided her with a hand on the back of her neck.

"First with your tongue. Slow. Watch how I do it."

She licked my cock from base to head, with her tongue flat, until it was glistening.

A tremor ran up my spine.

"Now you."

Fiorella licked me timidly, the tip of her tongue against the head.

Then with more enthusiasm.

Her tongue was warm, soft, clumsy, and delicious.

"Good girl," Tatiana whispered in her ear. "Like that. Take it deeper."

Fiorella parted her lips and took me into her mouth, squeezing.

A hoarse groan escaped my chest.

I put my hand in her hair.

"Fiorella," I growled. "Like that. So good."

She moaned against me, and the vibration went through my whole body.

Tatiana kissed my mouth, my jaw, my neck, while her hands unbuttoned my shirt and caressed my chest.

When Fiorella pulled away to breathe, Tatiana took her place.

The two of them took turns, mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue, until I had to grab the back of the sofa to keep from falling.

"I can't take it," I said. "If you keep this up..."

"Then let's go to bed," Tatiana said, getting to her feet.

Fiorella stood up, her lips swollen and her eyes bright.

She took my hand.

We went up the stairs together toward my bedroom, the two of them pulling me along, our clothes half off.

At the door, Tatiana stopped, turned around, and gently pushed Fiorella toward the edge of the bed.

"Now it's time," she said. "Let the waiting end."

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