Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Wednesday Briefs: The Sheriff #4 (2.2)

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In this week's episode of The Sheriff, Dustin runs into a customer who is pretty easy on the eyes, but does that mean he should go for it? Does trouble just seem to follow him around? See what's up with him! Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what's going on with them. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!

The Sheriff #4 (2.2)

Dustin cleared his throat. He must have misheard what the man said. His luck didn’t run that way, and he sure as hell didn’t need any more misunderstandings with hot men. He’d had enough of those to last a while. “I’m sorry, what game system were you interested in?”

The man addressed as Jordy cocked his head and regarded Dustin with what could only be regarded as a smoldering look. “What kind of games do you play?”

That wasn’t helping any, depending on what this guy meant by games.

The longer Dustin stared at his customer’s lips, the more he wished he could taste them—at least once. He shook his head to clear the inappropriate image, trying to remember what actual games he did play, but that didn’t help.  His mind had just gone blank.

“Anything, pretty much,” he said, wishing he didn’t sound so much like an idiot. Make up something, try to make the sale! Kenny was probably watching his every move. It wouldn’t take much for Kenny to recommend the manager fire him, and Dustin knew it.

“I don’t have any favorites,” the other man admitted. “I like to try… different things.”

Damn, this conversation was going in a whole other direction from what he’d anticipated it would when he offered to help this guy’s mother. What had she called her son?  Jordy? What kind of name was that for a grown man? Probably short for Jordan.

Jordan’s eyes seemed to absorb Dustin, beginning with his lips and moving south. He was making Dustin horny without even touching him. If this kept up, Dustin would have to excuse himself and find some private relief, or risk embarrassment.

“Well, what game system do you have now?” He tried to steer the conversation back into safe waters.

“I prefer pc games.”

“Then why was your mother standing in this aisle?” Dustin blurted out without thinking.

“She doesn’t know any better.” Jordan smiled.

Dustin’s cheeks heated. If Kenny heard him talk like that, he’d be out the door in record time.  

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t mean to be rude.”

“No harm done. Tell you what, though, you can make it up to me.”

“How do you mean?” Dustin glanced at him suspiciously. Jordan’s angelic expression gave away nothing, but Dustin just knew whatever he wanted, it had nothing to do with computers.

“You ever hear of a place called Partners?”

“Yeah,” Dustin said cautiously. “I’ve been there before. Why do you ask?”

“Meet me there tonight. We can have a little fun. What do you say”—he glanced at Dustin’s name tag, pinned to his chest—“Dustin?”

His brain told him to say no, but his lips had let out a “Yes” before he had time to think about it too much. Jordan’s smile grew even wider. Damn, he was good looking.

“I’ll meet you there at eight,” Jordan said.

Before Dustin had a chance to tell him he’d changed his mind, or list the reasons why this wasn’t a good idea, Jordan’s mother had returned.

“Did you find what you wanted?” she asked her son.

“I did. Now I’m going to look at some computer games.” He winked at Dustin, before he took his mother’s arm. “Why don’t you show me everything that’s new?”

“Yes, sir. Right this way.” Dustin was attempting to take control of the situation, but he had a feeling he was failing miserable as he led them to the appropriate aisle. He wondered just what he’d gotten himself into…even as he was looking forward to the night.

to be continued

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