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“I’m glad you texted me,” he saysinto my neck, trying to catch his breath as he pulls out. “It’sbeen ages.”

“Me, too. This was exactly what Ineeded. Thank you.”

“Anytime. Seems like you got yourengine running elsewhere.”

“Something like that.”

“And the guy didn’t finish thejob?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Well, his loss is my gain, Isuppose. I loved eating that pussy of yours. Even if it wasn’t forme.”

“It was for you, eventually.”

He rolls off me … we’re both barefrom the waist down. We scoot up enough so we’re on our backs andit’s not our asses but calves dangling over the edge of the bed. Heseems in no rush to go to the bathroom.

“So how’ve you been?” I ask as mypanting subsides.

“Well, I’m in my sweats at home ona Friday night, so clearly living the dream.” He smiles. “It’sgood. Work is good, you know summer’s construction season, so I’vebeen busy.”

“How’s your daughter? Do you seeher much?”

“She’s great. Thanks for asking.”He beams. “She’s my everything.”

“I don’t remember if I’d everasked you why you got divorced.”

“I don’t think you did.” Hepauses. “My ex broke it off because she wanted someone with moreprospects.”

“Shit. Did she find him?”

He shrugs. “She is engaged to adude who owns a bunch of restaurants.”

“What about you?”

He grins. “I’m here fucking hothorny brainiacs, so life’s not all bad.”

I swat him on the shoulder. “Beserious for a second. You seeing anyone?”

“You offering?” Another grin.

“Probably not, but I’m giving youa ringing endorsement. I don’t understand how that wife of yoursdidn’t appreciate your superior pussy-eating skills.”

“They were lost on her. We weren’tgreat together in the sack.”

“I’m sorry.”

He shrugs. “Eh. What can youdo?”

We are quiet together for aminute. Probably more. There’s an air of camaraderie betweenus.

“There’s a woman at corporate thatI have been thinking of asking out,” Rick breaks the silence.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“So, why haven’t you?”

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