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hum of the washer tingled
through his balls as they drew up firm against his body.
    Jessica’s fingers clasped his shoulders, digging into his
flesh as she cried out, stilling for one second before pulsating all around
him. Her muscles clenched and released around his erection as her heels pressed
into his ass.
    His only thought was of coming. Stroking faster, he braced
himself, passing the point of no return. He no longer cared who could be
watching or what they might see, all he wanted was release.
    “Come on me.” Jessica’s voice surprised him.
    “What?”
    “I want to see you come.” Her eyes were dark and lusty, her
chest still heaving from her own orgasm, her lips irresistibly puffy from
kissing. She could have asked him to eat glass at that moment and he’d have
agreed.
    Without further thought, he pulled out, hand instinctively
wrapping around his swollen shaft. The sight of her staring at him only
increased his urgency. So wanton. So focused. As if she was mesmerized. Three
quick pumps into his fist was all it took. The first burst rocketed out of him,
shooting straight to her breast. Pleasure tore through him, intense enough his
knees shook. Thick ribbons of cum streaked across her belly.
    For a second he thought he might actually pass out. The
washer chugged to a halt beneath Jess, quieting the room while the weed whacker
continued to whir outside the window. Feeling a sudden need for privacy, Eric
grabbed a folded towel off the dryer. He wrapped it around Jess then yanked his
shorts back up. “Hang on, Mrs. Carlson.” He hoisted her up, her legs snug
around him.
    Thankful the family room was so close by, he collapsed with
Jess on the wide sofa.
    “I can’t believe we just did that.” Jessica’s eyes were
still wide.
    He scanned her face. “Are you okay?”
    She nodded. “Better than okay. That was amazing.”
    Thank God. He kissed her, soft and slow, feeling her
relax alongside him. She hitched a leg over his hip. “You sure know how to
celebrate.”

Chapter Five
     
    The sensation of Jessica’s nails lightly scratching his
scalp had nearly lulled Eric into the second nap of the day when the phone
rang. “Let it ring,” he groaned, not wanting to move off the sofa.
    Jessica stirred alongside him then crawled over him. “I have
to get it. Could be the school. Or my mom.”
    He knew she had a valid point, but he didn’t want anything
interfering with the blissful day they were having. Can’t real life give us
just a few more hours off?
    “Hang on, Bill, he’s right here.”
    Bill? Shit. Bill wouldn’t call unless there was a crisis.
What now? “Hey.”
    “Hey, Eric, look I’m sorry about calling but we’ve got a
problem.”
    Eric sat up, not sure he wanted to hear what it was. “What’s
going on?”
    “The delivery truck finally showed up, two hours late, and
they’ve got the entire order wrong.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me?” Eric stood and paced across
the room. Tension already knotted his neck.
    “I wish I was. I’ve been arguing with them for a half hour.
Showed them the purchase order and everything. They say it doesn’t match the
sheet they have and they won’t switch it unless their boss tells them to. And
Sam won’t deal with anyone but you.”
    “Sam and I already went over this on Monday. He knew I’d be
out of the office Friday.” Fuck. I specifically planned all of this out so
there’d be no problem today.
    “I know. Sorry, man. Can you come by to straighten this out?
Otherwise we won’t get the shipment for at least another week.”
    “I’ll be there. Give me twenty minutes. And tell them they
better not fucking leave before I get there.”
    Eric hung up. Jessica came toward him and ran her hand up
his arm “You okay?”
    “Yeah. They got the damned order wrong. I’m sorry, I need to
take off for a little while and fix this. It shouldn’t take long.” He wrapped
his arms around her, trying to calculate how fast he could be back.
    “It’s okay.