Something came to him and his tongue, which was as heavy as a beached whale, suddenly felt a little lighter; something more like a fish that escaped a tank and flopped about on the floor.
“I see you already got someone to shovel your driveway.”
“Are you suggesting I can’t do it myself?”
“No, did you?”
She crossed her arms.
Did she do that because of the way I’ve been looking at her? Damn that fucking catsuit!
“No, I didn’t.”
He grinned. He hadn’t meant to. He didn’t want to. At least not in front of her. But he was starting to feel restless, itchy, even squirrely. The only other time he felt like this was before a race.
She glared at him. “Not this time, but I’ve done it before.”
He nodded, but she was looking at him funny. Was he still grinning? He was telling his mouth not to. But he couldn’t be certain it was cooperating.
She uncrossed her arms and placed them on her hips. Just like in that dream. Only minus the catsuit.
Fuck the catsuit!
“What?” he heard her ask.
What? Why is she asking me that? I didn’t sayfuck the catsuitout loud, did I?
“Did you say something?” he asked.
It was probably the safest response.
“I’m wondering why a person who is so fussy about good manners would show up somewhere uninvited?”
“But,” he stammered, “we, I mean, Holly and I were invited. Your aunt—”
He got no further. She turned on her heels and stormed out of the foyer. He hurried after her.
“You look like shit by the way,” she said without turning around.
His cheeks flamed. “Why, thank you. Ever the charmer. I didn’t sleep well. Damn cock.”
She suddenly stopped and he ran into her.
Instinctively, he grabbed hold of her so she wouldn’t fall. He felt her plump, round ass up against his dick. And damn, if it wasn’t twitching and squirrelly.
Fuck, she can probably feel it.
My God,she smells like she did in that dream.
I want to turn you around, hoist you up on my shoulders like I did last night, grip both cheeks of your ass, and slam you up against a wall before diving into your pussy.
Only when she pulled herself loose and took a step back did he realize he was still holding onto her.
“What do you meandamn cock?”
He blinked.
Did I—no, not possible. I didn’t say. That.
