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  Jack was a sixty-year-old
man that had been working security for the Mansions on the Gulf building for
the last three years.   Greg had taken the
time to get to know him a bit.   He had a
wife and three grown children that were finally producing him
grandchildren.   Greg enjoyed Jack and his
every day pleasantries.  
    “Thanks, Jack,” Greg said.   “It’s good to be home.”   He squeezed Tessa’s hand.   Jack’s gaze fell to their joined hands and he
raised an eyebrow at Tessa and a small smile sat on his lips.   Jack knew that Greg didn’t bring women home,
at least not on Jack’s watch.   “This is
Tessa.   Tessa, Jack.”   The two shook hands and exchanged
nice-to-meet-yous.   “Have a great night,”
Greg said to Jack as he pulled Tessa towards the elevator.  
    Once inside the elevator, Greg pulled her into him,
her back to his front and he kissed the top of her head.   She relaxed into him, resting her head
against his chest and entwining her fingers with his at her waist.   They rode up to his floor in silence.  
    The elevator doors opened and he pulled her out into
the hallway.   There were only two condos
per floor.   The hallway was small and
painted a warm neutral with a cherry wood console table against the wall below
a gilded mirror.   Someone, Greg never
really figured out who exactly, would place a fresh flower arrangement on the
console table every week.   Both doors to
the independent condos were solid oak with brass door handles.   Greg had always thought it strange how you
entered the building and almost felt the décor was more northerly.   But the northern flair ended once you walked
into his place.  
    “Oh my God,” Tessa said, as he unlocked his oak door
and pushed it open to let her in.   The
kitchen and living room area was basically wide open and had a wall of floor-to-ceiling
windows that looked directly out over the Gulf of Mexico.   At sunset, it really was an amazing view, but
in the darkness of night, it was not as easy to appreciate.    “It’s like walking into Key West.   I love it!   It feels so beachy… so coastal.   I
mean, I know it really is coastal, it being on the coast and all, but you know,
some people decorate their places on the islands to look so touristy and well…
yours is classy coastal.   It’s…” Her
continued talking was silenced when Greg pushed her against the wall behind her
and kissed her senseless.  
    “I’m beginning to find that this may be the only way
to get you to stop talking when you get nervous or flustered,” he chuckled
against her lips.   “Not
that I mind or anything.”   He
nipped at her bottom lip and she whimpered.       
    “I’m sorry,” Tessa said softly.  
    “Don’t be sorry,” Greg said, pulling back slightly
from their kiss and running the back of his hand along her cheek.   “I’ll always be looking for a reason to kiss
you.   It just so happens this can be one
of them.”  
    “You don’t need a reason to kiss me,” she replied.   Pushing up on her tiptoes, she pressed her
lips against his.   Her hands snaked
around his neck and drew him more into her as she took complete control of the
kiss.   She bit his lower lip and
swallowed the groan that escaped him.   Penetrating his mouth with her tongue, she explored every crevice.  
    Greg’s hands wandered down her sides and gripped her
ass.   He loved the firmness of her
backside, the way he could grip it and pull her into him.   He pushed his pelvis into her, pinning her
against the wall.   She may be taking
charge of the kiss right now, but he wanted her to know that he had every
intention of taking charge of everything else.   Her body rubbed up against his erection until he could no longer take it
another second.   He lifted her in his
arms.
    “Wrap your legs around me,” he said, not recognizing
his own voice.   It sounded deep and
gravelly.   Tessa did as she was
told.   This only made Greg’s