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“And he loves you for it, Mom.” I wrap my arm around her shoulders. I can’t imagine what it would be like to see your partner on the brink of death. I’m scared for Sara’s well-being as it is, so the idea of her being harmed is enough to make my heart pound.
“You could probably ease up on the fish, though.” I give her one more squeeze before I let go to grab the dessert plates from the cabinet. She swats me on the arm as she laughs, nodding her head in agreement.
We work together to plate the cheesecake, an extra-large slice cut especially for Dad, which makes me grin.
“Hush, you,” Mom says, taking her two plates out to the patio.
As dessert is eaten, we continue chatting about all the new things happening in town. I update them on the latest changes to the fundraiser, which Dad has been stoked about since I brought up the idea. He’s been insistent on being part of all the plans, not because he wants to manage it, but because he’s excited about the changes I’m making. His enthusiasm has helped me relax a little about the event.
The dogs run around the yard, a little more subdued than normal, as Luna scopes out the new space. Sadie has been showing her all her favorite places, which has been adorable.
Despite how nervous I was about bringing Sara over, it’s been a great evening. Mom has been less embarrassing than I expected, probably because of the break-in, and I’ve enjoyed hanging out with my girl. It gives me glimpses of what our future could look like. Holidays and evening barbecues, lots of laughter, and constant teasing. It’s everything I never knew I needed.
“Should we turn on a movie or something?” Mom asks. The sun is almost set now, and the patio lights, while nice, are attracting the bugs.
“That sounds lovely, darling,” Dad says.
“You’re just sucking up since I gave you dessert.”
“You’re damn right. I’m going to want leftovers tomorrow, so I have to butter you up tonight.” Dad kisses Mom’s cheek, and I watch her melt into him. I used to wonder if their bickering was dysfunctional, but as I got older, I realized it was the way they loved each other. Dad puts up a fight over whatever Mom is making him do, purely to make her feel good when she wins the battle. He also enjoys sending her into a tizzy because she’s so easy to rile up. Then he gets to swoop in and love on her to make it all better.
Sara likes riling me just the same. We both get a pretty great reward out of her riling me up, though, so it’s worth it for both of us.
I hold my hand out to help Sara out of her chair. She calls for the dogs to come inside as we follow my parents to the living room. I pull Sara down next to me on the couch while Mom and Dad pick a movie to watch.
Leaning in, I whisper in Sara’s ear, “Think we could get away with some under-the-blanket fondling?”
“Doubtful. You tend to be a screamer.”
My laugh causes Mom and Dad to look at us questioningly. I can’t exactly tell them what Sara said, so I just shrug.
“We decided on that new Keanu Reeves movie where he punches a lot of people,” Mom says, ignoring my outburst.
“Sounds great.” I glance at Sara, who’s biting her cheek to keep her giggle in.
Grabbing a blanket, I pull it across our laps and pull Sara into my chest. She settles in, her hand resting on my pec. I wish we were alone at her house, but this is surprisingly nice, too.
Mom starts the movie while Dad turns off the lamp, sending the living room into complete darkness.
It’s not thirty minutes into the movie before I feel Sara’s hand slide down my chest, landing at the waistband of my pants. My cock immediately reacts to how close she is, and I shift in my seat to make room. Sara’s shoulder shakes as she holds in her laugh. It makes me want to spank her.
I was mostly kidding about fondling each other under the blanket, but if she wants to play, I’m so down. My hand moves from around her shoulder to her waist, my hand splaying across her hips. Our position is completely innocent, while our intentions are anything but.
Sara’s hand pops the button of my shorts, then slowly lowers my zipper. Her hand is gently resting on top of my shorts, so close to my cock, it takes everything I have not to thrust my hips into her hand.
Her fingers slip into my boxers, coasting across my hardening shaft. I clench my fist into the material of her shorts. Our current position doesn’t lend for any sort of retaliation since I can’t reach her pussy right now.
As her fist wraps around my cock, I think of every possible way to tease her when I get her back to my bedroom. God, I’m going to spank her ass until it’s covered in my handprints.
“Sorry to duck out early, Mom, but we’ve had a long day, so I think we’re going to go to bed.” Despite the blood pounding in my cock, I manage to keep my voice even. I grab Sara’s hand, standing quickly and keeping my back to my parents so they can’t see the evidence of what her hands are capable of.
“Good night,” Sara singsongs. I will be adding that to the list of wrongs she’ll be punished for. Why? Because she’s enjoying this entirely too much.
“Night, dears,” Mom responds, completely clueless. I hope.
When I finally get Sara into my bedroom, I throw her down on the bed with a quiet growl. “You’re an evil, evil woman, Shortcake. And I will be retaliating for that little stunt.”
“You’re the one who suggested the fondling.”
