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I’m touched by her words. I grab her hand, and we squeeze each other in a moment of perfect understanding.
“Wait until you meet them…oh, and here comes Isaac,” I say as Debbie’s van slows down in front of the house.
I leave the porch and head to the van to say hello to Debbie. Afterward, I take Isaac’s hand, and we walk to the house together. As usual, he’s so full of tales about his day that he doesn’t notice Jessica until we’re on the porch.
“This is my friend Jessica, the one I told you about yesterday,” I tell Isaac.
He smiles at her and shakes her hand. Then he turns to me. “Have you made a cake today?” he says.
“Even better. Jessica brought you some cookies. You can have those with milk,” I tell him and tousle his hair.
“Awesome,” Isaac says enthusiastically and then shyly tells Jessica thank you. He slips into the house.
Jessica sighs. “I wish my boys were that mild-mannered and polite. I like Brad even more. He’s done a good job raising Isaac.”
I smile broadly. I’m glad she now understands my decision to get married to Brad for Isaac’s sake. Though to be perfectly honest, it wasn’t a decision I had agonized about.
Inside, I serve Isaac his cookies and milk as he and Jessica chat. She’s good with kids. I suppose having three of your own does make it easier to relate to them.
When Brad comes home later that evening, Jessica and I are sprawled on the couch, and Isaac is playing with his toys on the floor. Jessica and I sit up when we hear the door and his heavy footsteps.
“Dad!” Isaac cries and throws himself at his dad. “Come and meet Mila’s friend. She’s cool. Her name’s Jessica.” He tugs his dad’s hand.
Jessica and I stand up. Brad pulls me to him and unashamedly plants a kiss on my mouth that leaves me blushing. He tucks me under his arm and then shakes Jessica’s hand. “It’s very nice to meet you,” he says with a welcoming smile. “We’ve heard so much about you; it was time we met.”
Jessica laughs, at ease already. Brad has that effect on people. He makes strangers comfortable. “It’s nice to meet you too, and thank you for letting me stay in your home,” she says.
Brad waves a hand. “Any friend of Mila’s always has a room here.” He turns to me. “I’ll clean up and then get dinner started. I have a special meal planned for dinner to celebrate Jessica’s visit.”
“Please don’t go into any trouble because of me,” Jessica protests.
“Too late,” Brad says with a laugh as he leaves.
Jessica stares at me. “Where did you find him?”
“It’s not Mila who found Dad. It’s me who found Mila when she moved into the next house,” Isaac quips, and we burst into laughter.
Dinner turns out to be garlic butter baked salmon, and afterward, we all feel ready to burst. Brad takes Isaac to bed, and then he opens a bottle of red wine and pours for all of us.
“It’s so nice and peaceful here. David and I should have stopped at one child,” Jessica says.
“You know you don’t mean that,” I tell her.
“I don’t,” Jessica grins. “But am loving the peace.”
Brad and I are sharing a couch. I’m stretched out with my legs on his lap, and he’s gently massaging my toes. The trouble is that his touch is going straight to my pussy and before too long, my body is on fire. I want more.
The three of us chat easily, moving from one topic after another. Brad regales us with tales of his workday. I can tell that Jessica likes him, and that makes me happy.
We finish the bottle of wine, and Jessica excuses herself pleading exhaustion. She winks at me before she goes.
After cleaning the wine glasses, I leave Brad to turn off the lights and go to our room. I quickly strip down to nothing, and when he walks in, he comes to a halt and whistles.
“You look so hot like that,” he says, his voice thick and affected.
I sashay toward him and immediately go down on my knees. I open his zipper, dip my hand in, and pull out his hardening cock. Just seeing his cock enlarging as I touch it is enough to make me moan. I open my mouth and take it in slowly, desperate to savor Brad’s special taste.
I withdraw my mouth completely to look at his cock. It’s the most beautiful specimen of maleness I have ever seen. I stroke it slowly, feeling its thickness and then lick the precum gathering at the head. Musky and sweet. My pussy clenches. I’m so horny just from touching Brad’s cock. I cup his balls as I take his cock back into my mouth. Brad growls. My pussy tightens and quivers with need. I part my legs, and with one hand, I touch my clit. I let out a cry.
