Tempting Tanya: (Eight Squared Productions #4), page 1
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Tempting Tanya
(Eight Squared Productions #4)
B.A. Oliver
One
Whispering woke Colin up the morning after Sarah’s launch party. He couldn’t make out what the girls were saying, but between the movement of his bed as bodies moved around and the sounds of whispering on either side of him he knew that all of the girls were already up.
He felt someone get out of bed and opened his eyes to see Jessica looking around for clothing. The sight of her naked form quickly flushed the remaining fog from his brain as he took in the view of those gorgeous tits. ‘I’m a lucky, lucky man,’ he thought as he watched her pull one of his tee-shirts from his dresser and quickly pull it on. The shirt was barely long enough to reach her thighs, and knowing she was bare beneath it excited him. When she bent over and picked up her panties from the floor, the shirt rode up and he saw her bare slit peak at him from between her toned thighs. ‘I’m a lucky, lucky man,’ he repeated as he felt his cock began to swell from the unexpected erotic start to his day.
Colin heard giggling and he tore his eyes away from Jessica to see both Nicki and Sarah sitting up, looking down at his stiffening cock smiling. “I think he liked the show,” said Nicki. “What do you think Sarah?”
Sarah gave a little moan as she slid her hand up onto Colin’s thigh. “I know I did. Too bad Colin has a hot date in a couple of hours. We could spend all day in bed having fun if someone didn’t have a little red hottie lined up.”
Nicki slid her hand onto Colin’s other thigh, “Ooh, that would be fun.” She pouted, “Too bad Colin has other plans.”
Jessica laughed and shook her head at the antics. “I’m gonna go make coffee, you two fix that damage you’ve done then get our boy dressed.” She exited the room, pulling the door closed behind her.
“Did she mean this damage?” Sarah cooed as she leaned over and kissed the head of Colin's now fully erect cock. “I think we can manage to take care of it.”
“Can’t let our man go on his date with a set of blue balls, now can we?” said Nicki as she too leaned in, licking his shaft from root to tip, then tilting her head to kiss Sarah on the lips.
Colin leaned back against the pillows, closing his eyes and letting out a moan of pleasure as he felt Sarah’s lips engulf the head of his cock. ‘Yep, I’m a lucky, lucky man.’
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Once Sarah and Nicki “fixed” his problem, they sent Colin off to shower while they went through his closet. While he was scrubbing shampoo into his hair Colin wondered, ‘Does that count as my first threesome? I mean it was a double blowjob, but does that count?’. On further reflection he found he didn’t care. It was a great way to start the day.
He went back to his room and found that the girls had laid out clothes for him. Colin probably wouldn’t have chosen what he found on the bed, but once he put it on and looked in the mirror he thought they did a good job. Heading out to the kitchen he found all three of his girls sitting at the table, Nicki and Jess sipping coffee, while Sarah was just finishing up her tea prep ritual. They had his favorite mug already filled and waiting for him at the fourth chair.
“You look good Colin,” said Jessica encouragingly as he sat down. Both Sarah and Nicki nodded in agreement.
“Thanks,” he said, picking up his cup. “Have to say this is pretty weird, having the three of you helping me get ready to go out on a date.” He took his first sip of the morning, inhaling the scent greedily.
“Only weird if you let it,” said Nicki. “We all think this will be good for you.”
“I don’t get that,” he said.
“We like you Colin,” said Sarah, “But we know how we got thrown together isn’t normal, this is normal and a little normal would be good for you.”
Colin furrowed his brow, “I thought you all were happy with how things are going?”
“We are,” said Nicki. “I know for me, this is turning into the best relationship I’ve ever had.” The others nodded in agreement.
“Never thought I’d end up sharing a guy with other girls, but this is just… right,” said Jessica.
“This girl obviously likes you since she gave you her number,” said Nicki. “So go, take the new confident Colin out for a test drive on a normal date.”
“You said she’s beautiful, right?” said Sarah.
Colin nodded, “Very.”
“Little secret,” said Sarah with a smile, “Beautiful women don’t hand out their numbers to a guy unless they see something they want.”
Colin looked at his phone, checking the time. “Guess it’s time I head out,” he said as he stood up.
All three of the girls smiled and offered encouragement.
He left the apartment, skipping down the stairs only to be greeted by the now familiar scowl from the downstairs neighbor who was outside her door tending to a couple of plants she kept in containers. She scrunched up her nose like she smelled something foul as he reached the bottom of the stairs.
“Morning,” he said cheerfully, figuring that it wouldn’t hurt to be friendly despite the clear dislike she had taken to all of them recently. He was sure that she had been hearing a lot of what went on the last few weeks and that had something to do with her attitude.
“Hmmphf,” she grunted back, scowl still firmly planted on her face.
‘Whatever,’ Colin thought as he headed for the parking lot. ‘If she wants to be a bitch, she’ll be a bitch.’ He got to his car, fired it up, then headed for the café where he and Tanya were meeting. The girls pep talk had helped and he felt more confident than he was used to on a first date.
His biggest worry about meeting for brunch on Sunday was that the restaurant was known for its breakfasts, and Sunday was sure to be busy.
Arriving at the café several minutes early, he wasn’t surprised to see that it was packed. ‘This might take a while,’ he thought as he walked in and approached the hostess.
“Hi, welcome to The Cracked Egg,” she said with a tired smile. “How many in your party this morning?”
“Two.”
She looked down at her chart and pursed her lips. “Probably going to be thirty, forty minutes. Will that be alright?”
Colin nodded, “That will be fine, thank you.”
“Name?” she asked.
“Colin,” he responded. The hostess made a note on her list and Colin stepped back outside to wait, making room for a group of retiree’s that were waiting to be placed on the list. He could hear the drone from dozens of conversations in the busy dining area even from several feet outside the door.
Looking around he saw that all the seating was taken and that twice as many people were standing as were sitting. He found a spot to stand that was off to the side where he could see the parking lot and waited. Watching all the groups waiting to be seated interact with each other. Most of the people looked relaxed, taking advantage of the wait time to chat. A few however looked annoyed, glancing up every now and then from their phones to shake their head or sigh in frustration at having to wait for their name to be called.
Colin found it interesting that the people that were plugged into their devices were almost exclusively those who were irritated by having to wait. Everyone that he saw without electronics in hand was enjoying the day, the company they were with, and even seemed to be enjoying the wait and how it gave them extra time to spend with other people. ‘Makes sense,’ he thought. ‘If you’re coming to a busy place like this for brunch you want something other than just food to fill the pit.’
He continued watching the other customers while keeping an eye out for Tanya. There were several groups made up of retirees that seemed to be catching up on everything they had been up to since they last got together. From the snippets he heard most of them had been busy running the type of errands that kept his own grandparents busy. It sounded like a lot of prescriptions had been filled and several grandchildren had called on FaceTime, as well as trips to buy groceries. ‘Must be nice when running a couple of errands is a busy day’.
One couple however had been on a cruise to Alaska a few weeks ago and they had several people eavesdropping as they described the bald eagles, the whales, and the huge salmon that “John” had caught on a charter fishing trip. Colin thought the trip sounded pretty cool, maybe someday he and the gang could do something like that.
He was pondering whether they could figure out how to go on trips and write them off as business expenses when he saw Tanya walking in from the parking lot. Her copper-colored hair was loose, falling to her bare shoulders, and with the sun being slightly behind her it almost made her hair look like it was on fire.
Colin swallowed, she sure looked hot enough to be on fire. He’d seen Tanya dressed up for dancing with her friends on many occasions, but he couldn’t remember her looking anything like this. ‘Of course, the light here is better,’ he thought as he took her in. She wore a white tube top that clung tight to her chest, making the most of what he guessed were B or C cup breasts. Breasts that even from fifty feet away he could see had just the hint of hardened nipple poking through the band of fabric containing them. Her midriff was bare, a small jeweled belly piercing sitting in her belly button above a pair of low rider jeans that looked like they had been painted on. Colin couldn’t help but smile just looking at her.
Tanya had been looking down at her phone when he first saw her, but she quickly put it into a small purse she was carrying and looked up, right at Colin. A radiant smile lit up her face as she waved and picked up her pace. Colin was surprised when she enveloped him in a hug, pressing her breasts against him as she spoke.
“I’m so happy we finally got this setup, Colin,” she said as she squeezed him tight. Colin instinctively hugged her back. Tanya pulled back and smiled up at him again, her freckled face lighting up in pleasure.
“Yeah, I’m glad too,” he said. “Sorry it took so long to call you back.”
She waved off his apology, “You said you’ve been busy, don’t worry about it.” She looked over at the entry to the café, “Should we get on the list? I didn’t realize it would be this crowded.”
“We’re already on it,” he said. “I added us a few minutes ago when I got here.”
“Sweet, I’ve heard this is ‘The Place’ to go to for a good breakfast, but somehow I’ve never been.”
“I’ve been a couple times with my roommate. It’s pretty good if you’re into breakfast.”
“I love breakfast,” Tanya said. “I miss my mom’s pancakes so much since I came here for school.”
Colin nodded, “My dad’s hashbrowns. I can come close to making them like he does, but something just isn’t the same.”
“I know, right?” Tanya said excitedly. “I’ve even had my mom send me her recipe, I’ve watched her make them a thousand times, but they’re never the same.” She laughed, “I must sound like a dork.”
Colin smiled at her, “Not at all. I get it, some things just bring back good memories. Lots of my best memories seem to be attached to food one way or another.”
“I think it’s the smells,” Tanya said.
“The smells?”
“I read somewhere that smell imprints memories better than the other senses,” she explained. “So it makes sense that food would be a large part of memories we like to recall.” She took a deep breath, taking in the aroma coming from the restaurant, letting it back out with an “hmmm”. “I know the smell of this place is making me crave momma’s pancakes.” She laughed, “So I guess I know what I’m getting once we get in there.”
“It does smell good,” Colin said smiling. “Hopefully it won’t be too much longer until you can get your fix.”
“I don’t mind waiting,” Tanya said, “Gives us more time to get to know each other.”
“Yeah, I don’t know much about you other than you look amazing today and you like pancakes,” Colin said with a smile. “That outfit is… Wow.”
Tanya laughed, “Well thank you, I’ll take that compliment. TLDR version is I grew up in New York City, my dad’s one of those Wall Street guys that everyone complains about. I’m an only child, I wanted to go to Juilliard for school, but when I didn’t get in I decided to come down here instead.”
“Julliard’s for music?” Colin asked.
Tanya made an “mmmh” noise while canting her head and wrinkling her nose. “That’s what most people know them for, but they have degrees in acting and playwriting as well. I tried for the acting program.” She blushed, “I was sooo embarrassed when I didn’t get in. Been telling everyone I was going, then… didn’t make the cut. Coming down here was partly that it’s a good program, and partly that I wanted to get far away from everyone I knew.”
Colin thought for a moment before responding, “Well I’m not happy you didn’t get into the school you wanted, but I’m happy you’re here.”
Tanya laughed again, “If I’m being honest, I’m probably happier here. Julliard would have been brutal. What about you? I heard someone say you graduated, but don’t remember hearing what in.”
“Yeah, I graduated last year. Should have been the year before, but you know, COVID.” Tanya nodded. “My degree is related to acting. I have a bachelor’s in Filmmaking. Or at least that’s what I say as nobody has a clue what FTVDM stands for.”
Tanya seemed to perk up at hearing that Colin’s degree what related to her own major. “That’s cool, I started off straight acting. Just knew I was going to be in front of the camera, next Julia Roberts or some shit. Now I’m finding that I enjoy the set design and costume parts of the program more enjoyable. So last year I shifted over to focus more in that area.”
They talked for several more minutes about their time in school, laughing at a couple professors that they had in common, coming so close to having met at school, then Colin’s name was called out and they headed in.
The hostess handed them off to their waitress, who led them to a booth in the back of the dining area. They both ordered coffee, then the waitress left them to look through the menu.
Tanya immediately went to the page with pancakes and waffles and started looking at the selection. Colin watched as she ran her finger down the listings, singing to herself in a whisper as she bopped back and forth a little bit. “Pancakes, pancakes, always good to eat. Pancakes, pancakes, always such a treat.” Then she hummed the ditty again as she flipped through the menu looking at other options. She looked up and saw him smiling at her. “What?” she asked self-consciously.
Colin chuckled, “Sorry, I’ve just never heard someone sing a song about pancakes before.”
Tanya blushed, “Oh shit, didn’t realize I was doing that. Sorry, just something my mom used to sing to me when she cooked.”
Colin waved off her concerns, “Don’t worry about it, it’s… I don’t know it’s like a window into your past. I like it. Maybe I’ll steal it for hashbrowns, you know hashbrowns, hashbrowns, always good to eat…”.
Tanya laughed, “I’ll stick to the original lyrics, thank you very much.” She flipped back to the pancakes page, “I’m just glad to see a place that hasn’t made everything gluten-free yet. Back home I think the only thing with gluten in it still are bagels.” She looked back up at Colin and blushed a little bit. “So… ugh… don’t be surprised at how much I eat.” She rushed to finish before Colin could speak up, “I have a race next week and I’m doing my last long training session later today, so I’m carbo loading this morning.”
“Like a marathon?” Colin asked interested. He’d been in track during high school but had never raced anything longer than a 10k.
She shook her head, “Triathlon. Next Sunday I have a standard length race. Beginning of the season for me now that it’s cooling off some.”
Colin nodded, impressed. “I’ve never met someone that does triathlons before. What got you into competing in those?”
Tanya snorted, “Compete. I wish. I participate in triathlons, not quite competing in them yet. Maybe this season.”
The waitress showed up with coffee and then took their orders. Tanya ordered their all-American breakfast, eggs scrambled, bacon, with fruit and blueberry muffin as the sides. Plus a full stack of buttermilk pancakes. Colin went with one of his favorite breakfast feasts. Chicken fried steak, over easy eggs, with hashbrowns and wheat toast. Figuring if Tanya was eating a big breakfast so could he.
Once the waitress left Tanya continued, “My family is big into competing, think it’s my dad’s type A personality. He and mom both do marathons, but I wanted to do something different. I couldn’t decide between cycling or swimming, then someone suggested tri’s. I did a sprint distance with a borrowed bike and got hooked.” She looked at Colin, “You do any sports?”
“I ran track in high school, mainly 5 and 10k races. Never did anything longer than the 10k though.”
Tanya grinned, “My race next week ends with a 10k run.”
“I thought triathlons had a full marathon?”
Tanya shook her head, “That’s just for crazy people that do the Ironman distance. I stick to sprints or standard-distance races. Sprints vary a lot, but standards are a one-and-a-half kilometer swim, then a forty-kilometer bike, then the 10k run at the end.”
