“Holy…shit…I think I’m gonna…!” She didn’t need to finish the sentence. Her walls clenched around me as she came, her screams and shouts heavy with total ecstasy.
The sight of her cming on the end of my cock was too much. My prick exploded inside of her. I’d meant to pull out first but had gotten so lost in the sensation that I couldn’t. Instead, I emptied myself deep inside her.
When we were both done, I fell to her side and pulled her close. She felt small and fragile in my arms, and Cindy quickly curled up next to me. We said nothing for a time, simply holding one another.
“Are you ok?”
She smiled. “I’m more than ok.”
“Glad to hear it. Because your lessons aren’t even close to being done.”
Chapter 17
Craig
Cindy was in the guest house by the end of the day, and the two of us didn’t waste any time getting right down to it. The moment she’d dropped her bag on the floor of the bedroom, I was on top of her.
I took her from behind, pulling down her jeans and bending her over the side of the bed and grabbing her hips. I fucked her like a man who’d just gotten out of prison, the passion I felt almost overwhelming. When we were done, her ass glazed with my cum, I pulled her onto the bed next to me like I’d done earlier in the hotel.
Now that the sex was over, I felt myself become all too aware of what was happening. Cindy, my best friend’s girl, was staying in my house. It was a dangerous situation made even more so by the fact I knew I still wanted her like crazy. We’d fucked twice, and no way was it enough. My cock was still glistening with her juices and already I was thinking about doing it again. Maybe with her on top this time.
“What’s on your mind?”
I almost said nothing, but I remembered she was no dummy. Innocent and sweet, sure, but she was still as sharp as they came. No point in lying with someone like her.
“This thing we’re doing…”
“Like…in a good way or a bad way?”
“A conflicted way.”
“Why conflicted? We want each other, we have each other, and if you’re worried about my dad, well…he’s out of town. For a little while, we don’t have to think about that.”
“Yeah, but you’re in my house now. I don’t live alone, in case you forgot. There’s a little dude who crashes with me and he’s nosy as hell.”
She traced an outline over my hairy chest, not bothered by the issue. “Sure, but we can still be careful. And he spends a lot of time with his nanny, right?”
“Amy? Yeah, he does. But if he’s with her, that means I’m not here. Be pretty strange to tell her I need her to come by so I can, uh, hang out with you in the guest house.”
She nodded, giving the matter some thought. “Yeah, that’s true. But like I said, we can figure it out. We’ll be careful and try not to get too caught. Because I don’t know about you, but I definitely don’t want to stop at two times.”
That was an answer I was more than down with. Still, that didn’t make the whole matter any less tricky.
“You know I’m right there with you, but—”
Before I could finish, my phone buzzed in my heaped-up pants over on the other side of the room. My cock was still stiff as I heaved myself off the bed and fished the thing out of my pocket to read the text.
“Hm.”
“Everything cool?”
“Yeah. Text from Amy. Says Kyle wants to come home early from baseball practice and hang out with me. With us, to be specific.”
I glanced over my shoulder to see Cindy’s face light up. She and Kyle were getting along, and it was nice as hell to see. Something else that made this more complicated.
“Oh, really? Well, I’m cool with that if you are.”
“You’re a guest, so it’d be only polite for me to invite you…” I trailed off, my eyes drifting down to the floor.
“You might as well tell me what’s up, because I’m getting to the point where I can read you pretty damn well.”
“Listen. I don’t get Kyle mixed up in what I do in my private time. He took losing his mom about as well as a kid can, and I don’t want to mess that up for him. Figure bringing a woman around would do exactly that.”
“So, what’re you saying? You don’t want me to be around him?”
“No, not at all. I’m only thinking about one more complicated part of an already complicated situation.”
“I get it, I do. But it’s not like we’re gonna tell him about it.”
“Sure, but that means we’re gonna be lying to my kid.”
“Then…you want to end this? Is that what you’re telling me?”
“You know I don’t want that either. But we’ll have to be extra careful. With us, there’s two parts – one is you and me, family friends from way back. And the other…is the fun we get up to in the bedroom.”
She smiled. “I can handle that.”
I was happy to see she was on the same page, not taking any of this personally. I was a man who liked to keep things to myself, but it was obvious communication would be necessary to make sure this thing didn’t blow wide open.
“OK, then,” I said. “Let’s go back and put on a face for the outside world.”
She slid out of bed, her naked body about the most gorgeous thing I’d ever seen in my life. “One thing first.” She stepped up on her tip toes and planted a soft kiss on my lips. “OK. Now I’m ready.”
“Let’s do it.”
We dressed and were on our way. By the time we reached the front of the house, the beams of Amy’s car were cutting through the late evening light. The night was chilly, brisk and very much fall. A smile formed on my face as I thought of seeing my boy again. Sure, I saw Kyle every day, but each one of those days was a damn gift.
The car pulled up and came to a stop. Amy got out, Kyle bursting from the passenger’s side and rushing over to me. He threw his little arms around my legs as he always did, and I mussed his shaggy hair.
“What’s up, big man?” I asked. “Not feeling up for baseball?”
“No.” He let go of my arms and stepped back. “I wanted to come hang out with you and Amy and Cindy.”
“Cindy’s an adult, remember?” I asked. “Call her Ms. Cindy.”
“Oh, Cindy’s more than fine,” she said with a smile. “Me and Kyle are buds now – we’re totally on a first-name basis.”
I put my hands on my hips. “Well, if you have permission, then you have permission.”
“Hi, Cindy,” he said, totally happy to see her. “I mean, bon jour.”
I loved hearing the kid work through his French. Accent wasn’t perfect, but hey – he was a quick learner. Just like Cindy.
“Bon jour,” Cindy said. “Although I think because it’s this late a bonne nuit might work a little better.”
“Bonne nuit,” Kyle said, trying the words on for size. “Do you want to watch a movie with us this, um, nuit?”
“I’d love to,” she said with a chuckle.
I turned my attention to Amy. “You want to join us?”
“I’d love to,” she said. “But the boyfriend and I have plans for later – his birthday and all. Oh, and I put in for tomorrow off, in case you it slipped your mind. I know you’re busy. But Kyle is off school for a teacher development day or something like that.”
“Gotcha. Well, happy birthday to the lucky guy. And you know I wouldn’t forget something like that.”
She smiled. “Thanks. And good night.”
We all said our goodbyes to Amy before heading inside. About fifteen minutes later, the three of us were piled on the living room couch, watching some French kid’s flick Kyle had picked out on Netflix, bowls of popcorn on our laps.
It was strange as hell. The three of us worked so well together. Sitting there with Cindy and Kyle, it felt right and natural. Amy was good with the little dude, sure, but there was something about how Cindy and he got along that almost made it seem like they were connected on some deeper l
evel.
And I’d have been lying if I’d said she didn’t make me feel the same way about her.
Kyle was out before the movie was over, and Cindy helped me put him to sleep. It felt tense when the two of us were alone again. But the good kind of tense.
Cindy appeared hesitant. “Should we…”
“Fuck. I want to, so fucking badly. But maybe tonight we ought to have some space. Don’t want to get too caught up.”
She nodded. “Yeah, I can see that.”
“But…tomorrow – Amy’s off, like you heard. How you feel about doing Kyle duties? You’ll get paid for the day, obviously. And I’ll kick in a little extra since it’s not in your usual job description.”
“You don’t need to pay me extra – I’d love to do it.”
“Thanks. It’ll really help me out.”
Once I’d spoken, there was an odd energy in the air. At first, I wondered what it was, but I quickly realized it was a sexual charge. We both wanted one another so badly it was hard to walk away. But I knew I was right. She would be staying with us for a few more days, and we needed to pace ourselves if we didn’t want to get too carried away.
Damn, though, I sure as shit wanted to take her up to my bed and give her the pounding of a lifetime. I held back, though, only kissing her deeply before taking my hands from her perfect body.
“Good night,” I said. “See you tomorrow.”
“You know you will.”
Cindy flashed me a coy smile before grabbing her things and heading out. Of course, my eyes were on her ass, as usual. I turned away and headed back to the living room. Kyle was out cold on the couch, so I lifted him and carried him to his room, putting him in his bed without removing his clothes so I didn’t wake him.
I returned to the living room and decided to relieve the tension with some booze. I poured myself a nice, stiff whiskey and plopped onto the couch, some Merle Haggard playing on the stereo.
I had no idea what the fuck I’d gotten myself into. But I sure as shit was going to find out.
Chapter 18
Craig
I’d spent nearly the entire next day busy as hell on the property. Shit wasn’t going to get done by itself, and I had to be the man to do it. But the entire time I’d been thinking about Cindy, thinking about what I wanted to do to her. Shitty thing was, it wasn’t as simple as that, and I knew it. I went back and forth between wanting her like crazy and knowing it was about the stupidest fucking thing I could be doing.
Drew was gone, and that made things simpler. But he was only going to be gone for a short while, and in a couple of days we’d be right back where we had been, running around trying to keep our secret hidden from him. And after what I’d done to his daughter, I wasn’t sure how I’d look him in the eye again.
Shit had to give at some point, and I knew that point would come sooner rather than later. The more I thought about it, the more I realized how fucking stupid it had been to think we’d be able to do what we’d been doing without getting caught.
Or one of us catching feelings.
Since my wife had died, I’d given up believing I could truly care for someone again. But with Cindy it was different. It was more complicated than I’d realized it would be when I first put my lips on hers, when I’d first slipped my fingers inside her. I’d been wondering if my dick had gotten me into a mess that I wouldn’t be able to get out of.
Then again, maybe it’d been more than only my dick that had led me into it. Fucking hell.
Five rolled around, and a reminder on my phone let me know it was about time for Kyle’s baseball practice. He was getting picked up by some teammates’ parents, but I still needed to let him know so the kid was ready. I headed into the house and washed up, throwing on a fresh white T-shirt and some jeans that weren’t covered in mud and grass. When I was ready, I headed to the offices. Cindy had been with him all day, and as far as I knew the two were getting along like crazy. That made the whole situation even more of a shit show.
I did my best to put the whole damn thing out of my mind as I made my way over. I said my goodbyes to the workers I passed who were leaving for the day and was eventually at the office. Before I entered, I glanced in the window of one of the offices and spotted Cindy and Kyle. They were seated in an office chair, Kyle on her lap. Together the two of them were watching something on the computer, big smiles on both of their faces.
Fuck. Talk about making a difficult situation even harder. Those two, even after such a short time, were getting close. She was going to leave, and Kyle would be heartbroken.
You dumb motherfucker, I thought as I opened the main door of the offices and stepped in. What the hell are you gonna do?
The door to the office was open, and Cindy and Kyle both turned their attention to me as I entered. “Hey!” They both said the same thing at the same time, like they were of one mind.
“What’s up, dudes?” I went over to the desk and sat on the edge. On the screen was another one of Kyle’s French cartoons, not a single word of which I could understand.
“Nothing,” Kyle said, his eyes already back on the screen. “Just watching Le Petite Prince.”
“Now that one I’ve heard of,” I said.
“It’s really good,” Cindy told me. “You want to watch it with us?”
“I’d love to, but it’s about time for this guy to go to baseball practice.”
“Aw, do I have to?” He didn’t seem happy at all about it.
“Yes, you do. You’ve already missed one practice. Can’t skip out on another.”
Right at that moment, my phone buzzed in my pocket – a text from Kyle’s ride. I reached over and turned off the screen, signaling in no uncertain terms it was time to go. “Let’s move it, bud – the Sharps are waiting for you. Your gear’s by the door, so grab it and head out.”
“D-ad!” he said, his tone sliding from unhappy to whining. “I said I don’t want to go! I want to stay and watch movies with Cindy!”
“Kid, you’ve got five seconds to get your butt in gear or I’m picking you up by the scruff of your neck and taking you to the car. Got it?” My tone made it clear as the sky on a cloudless day that the issue wasn’t up for debate.
“Fine.” He heaved himself out of the chair and got moving.
“Hey,” Cindy said. “You know, when you make a commitment to a team, you have to fulfill that commitment. At least for the season. You know that, right?”
Kyle looked at her skeptically, letting her words run through his head. “I guess you’re right.”
“I know I’m right, friend,” she announced with a smile. “But hey, if you want, we can go out for some ice cream later. Sound good?”
He smiled. “Yeah, that sounds good. Bye!”
Amazing how a few words from Cindy were all it took to get the kid’s attitude straight. She had something special with that kid, no doubt about it. Kyle scampered out of the office as if he couldn’t have been more excited to get to practice. Then it was Cindy and me.
“How was it? Kid give you as much trouble as he gave me just now?”
She shook her head. “No, not at all. We had a great day together – did some homework, rode horses, watched movies. He couldn’t have been sweeter.”
I shook my head. “Hell, I’m starting to think you’re giving Amy a run for her money. She’s great with him, but it’s taken a long-ass time for him to warm up to her.”
“Well, happy to lend you some of my many talents.”
“I mean, you’ve definitely got a knack when it comes to kids. Maybe it’s a sign you should start thinking of settling down and starting a family.”
I couldn’t believe the words that had come out of my mouth. That was a personal fucking thing to say, and more than that, I couldn’t figure out why I’d said it.
But she didn’t appear too bothered by it. “Craig, you’re starting to sound like my dad.”
“Is that right?”
“You know him – the only thing he wants is
for me to move back here and find some nice guy and settle down on a farm. Stay nice and close and make a cute little family full of cute little grandkids for him to spoil the shit out of.”
“I mean, I gotta say, sounds like there are worse things in the world than that.”
“I’m still thinking about New York. And do you have any idea how freaking expensive it is to live there? I mean, even if I did want to start a family –and I’m still not sold on that idea- there’s no way I’d even be able to think about affording it for several more years.”
I just shrugged. “You and Kyle – you seem like a natural at this kind of thing. Makes me think motherhood’s a thing you ought to look into.”
I needed to shut my damn mouth and shut it fast.
“I’ve got plenty of time to figure that stuff out. I mean, I’m only twenty-three, right?” Then the expression on her face formed into something sultrier, sexier. “Besides, there are more pressing matters I’ve got on my mind.” Her eyes flicked down to my package.
Not only did this take us off the subject of what we’d been talking about, I’d been thinking about getting down to business with this girl all fucking day.
“Oh yeah?” I asked. “Maybe you ought to tell me what you’ve got in mind.”
She wheeled the chair around until she was right in front of me, that sexy smile still on her face. “Yeah, I could tell you. But I think it’d be more fun to show you.”
I chuckled. “Girl, you don’t have to tell me twice.”
Chapter 19
Cindy
I was so excited I could hardly stand it. I wanted Craig, and I wanted him bad. Being eye-level with his cock gave me several naughty ideas.
I put my hands on his thighs and gazed up at him. This was the guy I’d lost my virginity to. The man I’d known since I was a kid, the man who I’d always secretly had a thing for. He’d been on top of me, been inside of me. And all I wanted was for him to do it again and again.
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