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“I wouldn’t have let you take Carly if there wasn’t real. I was just trying to be careful. She’s never really had a mother. My sister Kim does what she can, but Carly has only ever really had me. I wanted to make sure it wasn’t all fake before I went and got her hopes up. She really does like you, you know.”
“The feeling is mutual,” Ann admitted. “Do you think we can start again, for real this time?”
“That’s the best idea you’ve had since we met,” I said before kissing her passionately, the taste of the truce cakes carrying over.
Chapter Seventeen
Ann
After taking Russ back to his car before it was towed, we met back at my place. I had asked about going to his apartment, but his sister was still recuperating, and their mom was there to take care of her. It was best if we left them to it.
As soon as we were through the door, the kids were off and running to Drew’s room to finish their reading, which we had so rudely interrupted by insisting that we leave the park. It was interesting that both of our kids should have the same wonderful addiction to books. If only I could get Drew as interested in math, he would be golden.
“There they go,” I said, looking at them fondly. “I guess we’re no longer needed,” Russ agreed. “Not if they have books.”
Taking a seat on the couch, we finished off the cupcakes, both of us making something of a mess of it. The icing being just that good.
“Hear that?” Russ asked.
“What do you mean?” I pulled my head up and looked around.
“The reading has stopped.”
I listened, hearing nothing but silence coming from Drew’s room. We went to look.
Sure enough, they were both asleep, stuffed together on Drew’s bean bag chair, each with their books still in their hands. Going in quietly, we each took our respective kid and put them down on the bed for a nap.
Russ and I kissed them on the forehead in perfect synch as though we had it rehearsed. We couldn’t help but laugh.
Noticing a bit of icing on my nose, Russ leaned in and gently licked it off. Taking me by the hand, he took me into the bathroom, finding it on only the second try.
Kissing me again, he slowly began to undress me. First my jacket, followed by my blouse and then my skirt, all of them falling to the floor around me. Plucking up my courage, I did the same for him, peeling away the layers of his black, three-piece suit. Russ got my bra off in a single, smooth motion, which was really impressive, it being a struggle for me sometimes.
Turning on the water, he slid down my panties. I took down his boxers as we got into the shower.
“Turn around,” Russ ordered.
I obeyed him immediately, slowly turning so my back was to him. I was nervous as well as excited since I had no idea what he was going to do. At least until I heard the pump on the shampoo dispenser built into the wall. Positioning the shower head, so it doused my hair, Russ began to gently run the shampoo through it. Starting at the ends and working up to my head. Pulling me close, he tiled my head back, rinsing it all out.
My hair finished, Russ turned me towards him, taking a handful of liquid soap from the dispenser next to the shampoo.
“Close your eyes,” he said.
Taking me by the nape of the neck to hold my head still, he lathered up my face, caressing his soft, warm hand all over my skin. After he used the direction of the showerhead to wash me clean. Not done yet, he took another two handfuls of soap and switched his attentions to my body, lathering up every inch of me. Russ started with my neck and moved slowly down to my feet, which felt better than I could have ever imagined.
Working his way back up, up my legs, he slipped a hand between my thighs. Holding my hip to keep me still, he deftly massaged the outside of my pussy until I came, nearly falling over with pleasure. Holding me upright, Russ continued up past my hips and over my belly to my tits.
Rising off my torso, he went to town on my breasts, nearly bringing me to orgasm from breast play alone. Kissing his way up between my breasts and over my neck, Russ kissed me tenderly, bending slightly at the waist so he could reach.
His cock was rock-hard and throbbing against my stomach. Unable to help myself, I reached out and took hold, wrapping my small hand as far as it would go around it and started to stroke him. Russ continued to kiss me as I pumped his cock. He reached down and gently squeezed my ass, making me hum with pleasure.
