Font Size:  

I peek around the corner to ensure the parents are settled, then I rush after Aria who’s gone into the bathroom.

Klayton and Vance are doing another pass wiping the soiled surfaces.

“You can’t be in here with me,” she whisper shouts.

I cup her chin, tilt it up, and steal a few kisses. “I’m going to clean you up.”

“I can get it.” She retrieves a washcloth from the cabinet and I take it from her.

Warming the water first, I soak the cloth then kneel. “Hold your dress up.”

She gathers it in her hands and spreads her legs. I wipe tenderly, wishing I could be doing this in bed, or letting her relax in a bath.

Then there’s the competitive side of me that’s wondering if my cum’s left in her. So far, it seems like I did a great job of sending it deep where it can do what nature intends for it to do. Hope she doesn’t sneeze.

“We shouldn’t take too long. Don’t want either of our parents to come looking for us.”

I kiss her mound. Take the dress from her hands and lower it into place. She’s perfect.

Staring up at her from my knees, I take her hands and kiss them. “Aria, I know you only asked for a fun weekend, but I want to give you so much more. Don’t let our circumstances scare you. We can work this out.”

“Okay.” Her answer is too fast, too simple, and not too convincing. Her hands slide out of mine as she steps toward the door and exits without another word.

Twelve

Aria

Imakeaplateof cookies and carry it to the living room. Sebastian hasn’t come out of the bathroom yet, and I’m grateful for the space. What he’s asking for would destroy my father, personally and professionally.

But there’s too much space in the living room. Where are Vance and Klayton?

Pam hands me one of the shopping bags and worries me with her Cheshire Cat grin.

“It’s a surprise. Go put it on.”

Clothes? I draw the handles apart and peek inside the bag. Lots of red and green flannel. I pull out the carefully folded garment, noting that there’s another one underneath. Pajamas? That’s awkward.

Pam claps her hands, way too excited at the prospect of buying me something that I don’t think she knows me well enough to buy yet. Then again, flannel isn’t exactly intimate. I force a smile. They’re Christmas-themed. Yeah, still awkward.

“Merry fucking Christmas, mom.” Klayton’s less-than-humored voice comes from the balcony. He shouldn’t mock the gift.

Lifting my gaze, it’s clear, he’s not upset about what I’m holding. He’s wearing the same elf-covered pajamas as I have in my hand. Vance walks up behind him. Oh shit. We all have a pair.

Oh no! This is an all-new level of awkwardness.

“I got us all matching Christmas pajamas.” Pam tosses a set to Sebastian, who I hadn’t noticed entered the room.

I’m pretty sure my dad grumbles. That gives me a laugh. He hasn’t had to deal with the desires of a wife in a lot of years. I laugh harder.

He asks, “This is what you ran into the store to get? Why Christmas, and how did you find everyone’s size so fast?”

“It’s all part of my secret. I had them ordered and just ran inside to pick them up. With our kids being so busy, who knows when we’ll be together again.”

We all seem a bit dumbstruck.

She tosses my dad’s set to him then holds her hands out. “The other part of my secret is that I hired a photographer for family photos. I have pizza and a grocery order on the way, too. We’ll have all sorts of goodies to hang out all night getting to know each other.”

“We’re staying here?” Vance asks the same thing as I’m thinking.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like