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“To stop what she’s doing!” Which was, at that moment, pulling the boy’s T-shirt off over his head.
“On what grounds? That we may have failed to mention the security cameras we installed to keep an eye on the house?”
“I said No Parties While We’re Away!”
“That’s not a party, hon. That’s one guy.”
Stacia rubbed her breasts against the boy’s bare chest and bit his lip, drawing it out.
“They look like they’re partying to me!”
“Well…” My husband shrugged. “We’re paying her to be a house sitter—not a nun.”
Once more I glanced sharply at him, wrinkling my nose. “They’re doing it in our living room!”
“So you want to bill her for dry-cleaning the cushions, then?”
That wasn’t actually a million miles from the truth, which embarrassed the hell out of me. Goddamn, it’s not easy being house-proud. I changed tack. “You think she’d get away with that at home?”
“I don’t see why not. She’s not a kid anymore.”
“Rhona wouldn’t let her bring boys home.”
“Which,” he said reasonably, “is why she’s so happy to look after our place for the summer. Come on, Adele. Stop being so uptight; you’re not her mother.”
On-screen, the two young things tangled tongues and squeezed flesh. My eyes were drawn back to the dance of hands. Stacia had a lush body and the boy’s fingers slid over her curves like they were trying to map her.
I thought I’d taught her to treat our property with respect. I’d thought she could be trusted.
“I don’t even know who he is!” I tried, my protests still screechy but diminishing in force. I could tell I wasn’t winning here. Hal had always been fatalistic about these things, even when our own kids were growing up. And he liked Stacia. She’s polite and sunny and reliable. Well, she had been until now. Right at this moment she was wriggling all over her friend, and he was tugging at the belt of her jeans.
“I guess he’s that cute boyfriend from university she was talking about. The geologist.”
I focused on the young man’s face, trying to recall if she’d told us his name. He was certainly cute, with rather pouty lips and floppy blond hair that—I told myself cynically—wouldn’t survive past his first real job interview. “It’s my house!” I complained. “They shouldn’t be doing that in someone else’s house!”
“What…like we shouldn’t have done it in the Alhambra Palace?” he asked. “Or in that hotel roof-garden? Or in the Jacuzzi last night?”
I was already pink with indignation, but his reminders made me flush deeper. We’d certainly reignited the old spark between us, on this sea cruise. We’d discovered we were still capable not just of full-on passion, but of breaking the social rules. We’d had furtive quickie sex in darkened corners, groped each other under the cover of tablecloths and even made love in public—though up to our shoulders in the waters of the Mediterranean. Set free from familiar surroundings and faces, it had turned out that boring old Adele and Hal were just a little bit naughty.
People will lose all inhibitions if they think they’re not being watched.
“That’s different…” I said, with no conviction at all. The reminder of our own transgressions had thrown me off-kilter.
“You know, darling,” Hal started, but broke off abruptly as something happened on-screen. Stacia slid off her guy’s lap and the open fly of his pants was revealed to the camera. Jutting from it like the Leaning Tower of Pisa was his flushed, fully erect cock.
That changed everything.
“Oh my god,” squeaked I. Not in shock—more in awe. It was one of the most impressive erections I’d ever seen, on or off a screen. On that slim body it actually looked out of proportion.
“That’s…” said Hal.
But before either of us could react coherently, Stacia dropped facedown in the boy’s lap and took his swollen cockhead between her lips. We both stared, our eyes wide, as she sucked that monster into her mouth. For a long moment there was absolute silence in our cabin, and I don’t think either of us dared to breathe. We’d crossed a line here.
Suddenly the room seemed too hot, my few clothes too tight. My skin felt as if it were melting.
“We shouldn’t be watching this!” I said at last, but ruined it by bursting into nervous giggles. I looked to Hal for support, and his gray eyes met mine. “Oh god, what do we do?”
“Have you got the mouse there?” he asked softly.
