On the Way

Aiden Blackson was sitting on the couch, feeling lonely and frustrated at how easily Jeremiah Holland had dismissed him and snatched Amy away. It was bad enough Jeremiah had sex goddess Danielle Holland as his wife, but now he was even pulling Amy away from Aiden?

The man was married, he shouldn’t be acting all charming with Amy… no matter how sexy Amy is. Of course, an argument could be made that Aiden shouldn’t be thinking about how sexy Amy is, and being jealous that he didn’t have her to himself. It was kind of a loser-y thing to be doing, especially because so many other guys seemed into Amy. Owen, Jayden, Jeremiah, Jace, hell, even Mr. Calhoun acted kinda into her sometimes.

It was devastating, because Aiden was just… Aiden. He didn’t think he stood a chance, not least of all because she was his sister. A guy like Jace probably could pull his sister if he wanted. Of course, he wouldn’t want to, because he wasn’t a fucking loser like Aiden was.

That’s when the front door opened and a fucking vision walked in. Blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, tight, form fitting black leggings that hugged her every sensual curve, and then a gray sports bra, one that created some mouthwatering, glistening cleavage. Danielle Holland’s whole sexy body was glistening, and she was breathing hard, which made her big chest heave.

“Aiden!” Danielle smiled, and he rose up awkwardly to his feet as the shorter blonde woman walked forwards and hugged him. He awkwardly hugged her back, and she leaned up to peck him on the cheek.

“I guess Amy’s upstairs hanging out with Jace?” Danielle asked as she crossed to the fridge and poured herself some water.

“Uh, no. Jace is out back with Brooklyn. Mr. Holland was taking Amy up to put on one of your tops. For the party.” Aiden said, but his last few words were weak as he noticed the fury blazing in her beautiful bluish green eyes.

“That bastard.” Danielle shook her head and growled, “He won’t touch me with a ten foot pole, but he can’t keep his eyes and hands off his son’s best friend.”

Aiden felt intensely awkward, standing there as he was listening to a woman complain about how her husband was too focused on Aiden’s sister.

Danielle seemed to remember his presence, and she softened visibly when looking at him, but Aiden didn’t really see that, as his gaze was firmly trained on a suddenly fascinating armchair.

“I’m sorry, Aiden.” Danielle exhaled, “You shouldn’t have had to hear that.”

“I mean, uh, it’s fine.” Aiden shrugged weakly, having nothing better to say.

“No, hon, it isn’t.” Danielle shook her head, “It’s not fair to you.”

“Er… what do you mean Mr. Holland’s too focused on Amy?” Aiden managed to ask after a few moments of silence. He’d hardly been oblivious to that, but hearing someone else acknowledge it, particularly Jeremiah’s wife, was hard on him.

Danielle looked up at him with sympathy on her pretty face, and he was surprised.

“It’s nothing. Just the jealous ramblings of a crazy old woman.” Danielle sighed bitterly. Aiden’s eyes widened at that insane sentence, and he opened his mouth to try and reassure her, to tell her how totally inaccurate that statement was, but his dumb ass couldn’t put together a coherent sentence of that nature.

“You’re sexy.” Aiden blurted, and then slapped a hand over himself, flushing with mortification as Danielle’s eyebrows shot up and a laugh escaped her full lips. Danielle bit her lip and her eyes glanced to the staircase before she started towards Aiden, hips sashaying sexily as fuck. Aiden’s dick was throbbing in his boxers before Danielle had reached him.

“You really think so?” Danielle teased the tall, skinny redhead boy delightedly.

“I… yeah. You’re not a crazy old woman. You’re… you’re right. Your husband is a bastard, if he’s not t-treating you right.” Aiden stammered, his tongue tripping over his words a little too frequently, but the message clearly sank in with Danielle. She smiled at him adoringly.

“It’s nice to know I’ve got you in my corner, stud.” Danielle said playfully, but then their moment alone was ruined by footsteps on the stairs.

Dana and Ruby came down said stairs, talking and laughing. Danielle raised an eyebrow at the glitter that sparkled all over her daughter’s tits, but chose to say nothing. She’d been wild and crazy and young once. Now she was just wild and crazy.

“Hey, Mom.” Dana waved, then she looked at Aiden, “Aiden! What are you doing here?”

“I’m here with Amy.” Aiden shrugged.

“Did you not see her upstairs?” Danielle wondered. Dana shook her head.

“Was she in Jace’s room?” Dana wondered.

“I think she was with your dad.” Aiden said a little grouchily.

“Oh, the door to your bedroom was closed.” Dana shrugged at her mother. Danielle’s face tightened, but before she could react, familiar footsteps sounded on the stairs and Amy came down in a beyond sexy top.

It was a tight, low cut, light green top that bared a lot of her milky white breasts. Aiden was in heaven getting to look at Amy’s cleavage in that top.

“Hi, Mrs. Holland.” Amy waved, “Mr. Holland suggested I wear one of your shirts to the party. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Oh, no, that’s fine, sweetie. I don’t mind at all. I know the struggles of finding clothes that fit when you have tits like we do.” Danielle said warmly.

Aiden choked abruptly and Danielle smirked and smacked him on the back a few times to help him recover.

The doorbell rang, and Danielle clapped her hands together as Dana went to answer it. The back door opened at that time, and Jace walked in, followed by Brooklyn, who had a pair of sunglasses on the top of her head.

Danielle smiled at seeing her son with the beautiful brown-haired girl. Brooklyn was dressed up in a sexy black top that Dani approved of, it showed off some enticing side-boob too, and Danielle knew Jace was loving that. Brooklyn was also clad in a dark red short skirt which Danielle recognized as Dana’s, so it was a little smaller on her daughter’s curvier best friend.

“Val just texted that she and Ariel are here.” Jace said, and Danielle pointed to where Dana was leading the two dark haired young women into the house.

Ariel Barnes threw herself at Jace, to Danielle’s amused surprise, and the two embraced tightly.

“Jacey.” Ariel murmured fondly in Jace’s ear, too quiet for anyone else to hear. Jace squeezed his older sister’s best friend tightly, then leaned back to take a look at her.

She had long wavy black hair which was currently pulled up in a messy bun with some slut strands hanging loose. Her vividly blue eyes were delighted, and her mouthwatering very large to huge tits were squashed against Jace’s chest, practically falling out of Ariel’s pink skimpy halter top.

She looked insanely sexy right here, and after a few weeks of not seeing her, she looked even sexier than usual. ‘Absence makes the heart grow fonder’ kind of deal, maybe, but for how smoking hot she was.

“Missed you, Ari.” Jace replied, and she gave him some seductive bedroom eyes, kind of the Ariel Barnes trademark, that particular expression being as common as Amy smiling cutely, but before Jace and Ariel could talk any longer, Ariel was forcibly pushed aside by her youngest sister, Valerie.

Val was in the same sexy red top she’d been wearing in the photos she’d sent.

“I liked your photos.” Jace whispered in Val’s ear, unknowingly making goosebumps travel down the slightly younger girl’s spine.

“Thanks.” Val replied, giving him a small grin.

“Where’s Daisy? I can’t wait to get my party on, I’ve heard Skylar Wayne throws some awesome ones.” Ariel clapped her hands together as she glanced around. Jace looked at Ariel, while his arms were still wrapped snugly around Valerie.

“You know Daisy’s not going to this party, right?” Jace asked.

“What?” Ariel asked in surprise, looking around.

“She can’t go because she’s a teacher assistant.” Danielle explained. Ariel’s mouth fell open.

“I’m off to go **** my best friend.” Ariel said, and hastened to the staircase before racing up the stairs.

“Poor Daisy.” Jace remarked with a laugh.

“So, let’s get you teens on the road, I need myself an evening of rest.” Danielle laughed.

Val winced.

“About that, well, my mom’s bringing Auntie Claire over.” Val said sheepishly. Danielle snorted a laugh at the mention of her two best friends coming over.

“Right, so I’m not getting any rest tonight.” she said wryly, then got back to ushering the teens from the house. She patted Jace on the shoulder as he walked past, laughing at how he was accosted by Brooklyn and Valerie, one girl on either side, clearly dueling for his attention.

Danielle felt a twist of displeasure at seeing Amy in her top, but shoved it down and gave her son’s ginger best friend an encouraging smile, and she dropped a teasing wink at Aiden. He was looking at the top Amy had on, and probably imagining Danielle in it, if she had to guess.

“Bye, Mom!” Dana waved as she was half-dragged outside by Ruby, and Danielle waved back.

Once the sizable group of teens was out of the house, Danielle blew out a breath. If Rachel and Claire were coming over, that meant she needed to go and get some wine out for them. Rachel was a total lush when it came to wine, but she didn’t drink much else, so the few beers Jeremiah had in the fridge would be useless to her.

Danielle glanced down at herself. Probably worth changing first, and maybe take a shower, if Jeremiah hadn’t already claimed it so he could jerk off to the thought of a certain pale redhead girl with some fat, heavy tits.

Nope. No bitterness tonight. She was going to enjoy a great night with her friends, and forget Jeremiah and Amy.