set.”
“Thanks. You taking the day off work?”
“I am.”
“You sure picked a good day to do it, probably one of the
last warm days we’ll have before fall sets in.”
“Yeah, but I’m spending it inside. Wanted to spend a day
with my wife.”
Adam’s eyes shot to his, cheeks turning red high on his
cheekbones. “Nice. Hope you enjoy it.”
“Don’t worry. We will. You have a good day too, Adam.”
Eric closed the door and walked straight to the laundry room
where Jessica was loading the last of the clothes into the washer.
“Lawn guy?” she asked.
“Yep. Poor kid. Seemed pretty bummed that it was me at the
door instead of you.”
Jessica giggled. “Yeah, right.”
Eric came up behind her, placing his hands on her small
waist. She arched her back, pressing her ass against his crotch. He sighed as
he nuzzled the back of her neck. “Can’t say I blame him. I bet it’s one of the
highlights of his week to stop here and talk to you.”
“That’s flattering, but kind of silly. There are a lot of
hot MILFs in this town but I don’t think I qualify.”
Eric smoothed his hands over the curve of her hips then ran
them around to cup her breasts. Both nipples stiffened beneath his palms. “You
can’t be serious. Do you really have no idea how sexy you are?”
He felt her shiver as he nibbled her earlobe, his now hard
cock still pressed firmly against her shapely butt. “I’m glad you think I’m
sexy. But Hottie McLawn Guy is another matter.”
Hottie? He should have known she’d think that. Adam
was a good-looking guy in the shy understated way Eric knew appealed to a lot
of women. Adorkable was the word they always used. “So he’s hot, is he?”
“A little thin for my taste, but he’s a cute kid.”
He liked hearing her call him a kid even though Adam had to
be at least twenty-two. Kid made him seem nonthreatening. Not competition, just
some guy who had the same excellent taste in women. “What do you say we make
that kid’s day with a little afternoon show?”
Eric’s heart raced as he waited to hear her response.
Jessica froze against him but he continued his caresses. One
hand massaged her breast while the other skimmed her belly down to the tempting
space between her legs. He pressed the soft cotton of her dress against her
mound, rubbing slowly. Her shoulders moved against his chest and he felt her
breath hitch. “What do you mean show?”
He tugged at her earlobe with a soft nip before whispering,
“I mean, he’s working the backyard. Right outside that window. If he happened
to look in he might see us.”
Jessica exhaled and Eric pressed his hand on her belly,
drawing her tighter against his cock as he continued rubbing against her. “We
can’t do that,” she whispered, but he noticed she didn’t pull away.
“We can do anything we want. This is our house. And it’s our
decadent day, remember?” He reached past her, closed the lid to the washer and
pulled the knob to start the machine.
Jess moaned and he pushed her gently against the now
vibrating machine. “Eric.”
“Yes?” He returned his mouth to her neck, nibbling his way
down to her shoulder.
“What if he’s by the window?”
“Then he’s in for a real treat.” He slipped his hand up her
thigh, lifting her dress as he caressed her bare skin. Stepping back just
enough to allow his hand to slip between them, he eased his fingers along her.
Slick hot flesh greeted him. “I think this idea appeals to you a little more
than you’re willing to admit.” Jesus. So wet. His balls tingled, growing
heavier by the second.
She exhaled sharply as he teased a finger along her swollen
slit, pressing her tighter against the washer as it chugged and shook.
“Did I ever tell you about Mrs. Milano?”
“Who?”
“She was the sexiest woman I worked for in my College Pro
days.”
Jessica gasped as he slipped one finger inside her, then
two, stroking with slow, gentle passes that muddled her thoughts. “I