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“Morning, beautiful,” Brad says.
He’s already dressed for work in a pair of chino pants and a white shirt that brings out his charcoal black hair. He smiles and my heart does somersaults. The table is already set for breakfast.
I feel a little shy. “Good morning.”
“Coffee is ready, pancakes are ready as well as Isaac’s milk, with…” he looks at his watch. “Five minutes to spare.”
I giggle.
He comes to me and slips his hands around my waist. An electric current sizzles through me at his nearness. He smells so manly with a faint fragrance of spicy cologne.
“I had a great night, Mila,” he says, and then lowers his head, and our lips meet. He nibbles my lower lip and then brushes his lips along my neck. A sigh of pleasure escapes my mouth.
I love the feel of his mouth on my skin and his hands on me. I love a lot of things about Brad.
“I can’t wait for this evening. I want to fuck you again, Mila, may I?”
My legs tremble at his words. My body heats up, responding to his words and the kisses on my neck and collarbone. “Yes.”
His hand snakes between us and cups my pussy through my light shorts. My legs weaken.
“I can still taste your pussy in my mouth,” Brad says.
His big hands cup my buttocks, and I gasp as he pulls me hard against him. I am just a few inches shorter than Brad. His cock pushes against my pussy, and I grind myself. Brad finds my lips, and we kiss, my hands running through his hair.
He breaks the kiss. “I can’t get enough of you.”
“Me either,” I tell him, all my shyness gone. I’ve never been so hot for a man.
He takes my hand and places it on his cock. I did not imagine the size of his cock last night. It’s huge. My pussy quivers with need.
“I want you.”
“Tonight,” he says and plants a kiss on my lips.
“Isaac,” I say suddenly. I’m ashamed that I had completely forgotten that Brad needs to wake him up and get him ready for school.
Brad looks at the time. “Perfect timing. I’ll go wake him up, but before I go, coffee for the lady?”
“Thanks.” I plop onto the dining room chair, glad to get off my legs, which feel as if they cannot hold me up any longer.
Brad flashes me smiles as he pours and then brings my coffee. He kisses my forehead and then leaves. I grin, unable to believe the turn of events. I’m knee-deep in a physical affair and loving every moment of it. I’ve never done this before, and it makes me feel wild and free, more than my divorce papers did.
It hits me then that I haven’t thought about Clay in a while. If only I’d known earlier that the only thing I needed to move on was a wild affair, I would have done it. But it wouldn’t have worked. It had to be Brad.
His and Isaac’s voices bring me back to the present.
“Good morning,” I tell Isaac as he comes for a morning hug.
I help serve breakfast, and we sit together and eat the pancakes Brad made.
“I’ll clean up,” I tell Brad and urge them to leave before they’re late. Brad holds the door for Isaac, and his hand snakes behind me and pinches my ass.
When they leave, I busy myself cleaning the house and planning today’s dinner. Afterward, I pop into my rented house, which now feels unwelcoming and cold. I go to the attic and sit down with my sketchbook and begin to draw.
What seems like hours later, I look down at what I’ve drawn, and my face heats up. A naked Brad, with his huge cock erect, and jutting out of his body. I moisten at the sight and then tear off the page and tuck it into a drawer out of sight.
***
“See you tomorrow,” Debbie says to Isaac as he hops out of the van. She smiles at me, and I wave.
“Hi,” I tell Isaac and ruffle his head.
He looks up at me and gives me the most glorious smile. The kind that just makes me feel all mushy inside. “Hi Mila,” he says. “Mrs. Jones had us talk about our families today, and I told them all about you.”
Curiosity gets the better of me. “Who did you say I am?”
“I said you’re our special friend, and that I knew you before my dad did.”
Tears spring to my eyes at the words. “You and your dad are my special friends too. And now I get to take care of you too.” We go up the porch and into the house.
Isaac and I have fallen into a routine. We get into the house and part ways. He goes into his room while I prepare his after school snack. When it’s ready, I call him, and we sit in the kitchen and chat as he eats.
