Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 270(@200wpm)___ 216(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
A hot shower didn’t help either, because it only reminded me of the one and only shower I’d shared with Lucy. It hadn’t just been sensual, it was an out of body experience.
As the hot spray rained down over me I closed my eyes, and there she was down on her knees and smiling up at me as she stroked my cock, flicked her tongue over the slit before she took me deep. She was everything I shouldn’t want—bubbly and sweet and upbeat—and yet I wanted her, and not just in my bed.
I took my cock in hand, eyes still closed and stroked to the images of Lucy taking me deep as she hummed her own satisfaction at pleasing me. It took no time at all for long, thick streams of jet to fly against the shower wall. I finished quickly and went through my morning routine until I was dressed and ready for the day.
As ready as I can be with less than two hours of sleep.
“Good morning, Dotty.” I made a beeline to the coffeepot and filled a mug before I gulped it down black.
“Rough night?”
I ignored the amusement in Dotty’s tone and simply nodded. “Didn’t sleep well.”
“Good,” she murmured to herself. “Something on your mind?”
“You could say that,” I growled and refilled my mug, this time with sugar and cream. “What’s for breakfast?”
“Breakfast sandwiches, requested by Lena. Biscuits, sausage and eggs with or without cheese.” She smiled across the counter expectantly.
“Without cheese, thanks.” I took my time on the second cup of coffee while Dotty made breakfast, the fatty scent of sausage wafted in the air.
“My goodness Dotty, it smells incredible in here. Are those biscuits?” Lucy entered the kitchen with Lena’s hand in hers, wide blue eyes filled with excitement. “You’re a goddess, Dotty.”
“Fresh biscuits for the sandwiches Lena requested.”
“Thank you, Dotty.” Lena rushed to the housekeeper and wrapped her in a hug before she pulled back with a smile and rushed to the table. “Morning Daddy.”
“Good morning, Lena. How are you feeling?”
“Good.”
The doorbell rang and Dotty sighed, her gaze shot from the sausage patties on the stove to the direction of the door. “Are we expecting company?” She asked with a sigh.
“I’ll get the door,” Lucy offered. “You focus on breakfast.”
“Bless you, Lucy.”
She laughed. “Just remember me when you’re adding cheese to the biscuit sandwich.”
“Well look at you,” a familiar voice said. “Even prettier in person.”
Lucy’s laugh sounded loud and genuine. “I could say the same about you, Sam. Cheryl, you’re looking youthful. Come on in.”
I sat taller and set my coffee down just as Lucy entered the kitchen with my parents close behind her. “Mom. Dad. This is a surprise.” They hadn’t called or mentioned anything about a visit, which immediately put me on edge.
Mom laughed and moved forward to wrap me in a suffocating hug. “It’s good to see you too, Dante.”
“You look good, Mom. Dad you look…tan.”
Dad laughed and pulled me in for a back-slapping hug before I could even get to my feet. “Sunshine is good for the soul, my boy. Looks like you could use some, you’re as tense as a corpse.”
Dotty laughed from her spot at the stove.
“Grandma! Grandpa!” Lena slid from her chair and rushed to my parents excitedly. “You’re here!”
It was a minutes’ long love fest as Mom and then Dad hugged and kissed Lena, and chatted about how happy they were to see each other. “You’ve gotten so big!” Dad lifted Lena high in the air and she giggled.
“What’re you doing here?” The question was abrupt and harsh, which wasn’t how I meant it.
Lucy laughed, but tried to stifle it with a cough. “Need some help Dotty?”
“Sure. Let’s just do family style.”
I watched Lucy as she brought a plate of biscuits to the table followed by more plates and silverware to accommodate my parents. Coffee mugs came next followed by maple syrup and strawberry preserves. “All right, is everyone set?” She surveyed the table like a professional and flashed a smile at my parents.
“We’re good, honey.” Mom flashed a smile and looked around the table with a frown. “You aren’t eating breakfast with us?”
“No,” she said and maintained her bright but professional smile. “You guys should catch up over breakfast. Just give me a call when you’re done and I’ll come grab Lena, unless I should stay to help her?”
“Oh no,” Dad insisted. “We can handle one little squirt.” He winked at Lucy and she smiled in return.
I watched her walk away powerless to stop her, equally powerless to make her stay. “What?”
Mom stared at me as if she wanted to say something. Instead, her lips curled into a knowing grin. “Nothing. How are you, son?”
“I’m fine, Mom. Working a lot and spending the rest of my time with Lena. How are you guys?”
“Good. Missing our son and granddaughter,” she answered and tickled Lena. “Figured we’d swing by for a visit before you could tell us you were too busy.”