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My Jen….
The thought should shock me. But it only makes me smile wider, even letting out a low grunt of satisfaction at the thought.
The very words.
“What is it?” Jen asks, glancing to the side as if she’s waiting for something else to jump out and surprise her.
“Nothing,” I chuckle. “Sorry if I startled you. I came back a day early. I was going to surprise Abby, but she’s not home, I guess?”
Jen shifts from one foot to the other, knotting her smooth features into an uncomfortable grimace.
Uneasy about being alone with me in nothing but what she has on, I guess.
“I’ll just…. I mean, I should really…,” I start to say, meaning to stand and exit the kitchen.
Leave her to do whatever she was doing.
But the edge of the polished counter clawing at the swollen helm of my unexpected erection has me taking my seat on the kitchen stool again.
No point in making a bad situation worse by letting Jen seethat.
But damn if she doesn’t make me harder than steel.
Something I’m still not sure she’s aware of by the time she finally smiles awkwardly.
“It’s okay. I’ll leave you to it. I should really get some clothes on,” she murmurs.
“Me too,” I echo back, having no intention of doing that right this second.
And seeing her move to go only makes me realize how much I don’t want her anyplace right now except right where she is.
“You don’t have to go. But, I mean, if Abby’s not home, maybe you could…I don’t know, talk to me?”
Wow. Real smooth, slick. You sure know how to talk to the ladies.
Jen hugs her elbows and looks down again. Pushing her full breasts together and almost making me groan aloud.
She shivers.
“Cold?” I ask, not meaning to draw attention to her nipples that are giving the aching ridge of my cock a run for its money.
“I came down to see if I could find the thermostat,” she confesses. “It did get chilly in here awfully quick.”
Her face flushes deeper as her eyes shift across my chest again, straying down as far as they can before I clear my throat.
I can see she’s uncomfortable but curious, and although it goes against every fiber of my being right now, I concede defeat.
For now, anyway.
“Maybe weshouldget some clothes on, I mean…,” I trail off.
Wanting to say a thousand other things to her but reminding myself in big neon writing in my mind that this is my daughter’s best friend.
“I’ll be right back,” Jen smiles knowingly, giving me a little look. I take it to mean she wants to keep talking, just not in her underwear.
She turns quickly, trotting off with a sense of urgency and vowing to return, which pleases me more than anything.
Almost.
