go.” He answers my question from before, then strips off his shirt, going over and turning on the shower. Then shocks me, even more, when he reaches for his pants and undoes them, sliding them to his feet. Now the damned man is standing there in his black boxer briefs and I can't move or look away. I think my mouth might be hanging open too, I really don't know. His stomach is so hard a person probably could play a game of quarters off of it. Then I make the mistake of lowering my eyes to see that isn't the only thing that is hard. A clearing of his throat gets my head to jerk up and look at the man’s face. His face that is giving me the evilest grin. He flicks his gaze down for a moment then back up to me.
“Sorry he’s an attention whore, has a mind of his own.” Then he winks, fucking winks.
“I… can… ah… finish getting ready in my room.” I quickly grab my things and take off to my room. Holy shit.
Karter was zonked out in the playpen so I left him there to take my shower. Now I'm in my room with the door shut, taking advantage of the situation and my sexually flustered state. I go to my bedside table and grab the only boyfriend I will ever need. Getting comfortable I turn on the vibration and slide it down into my now unbuttoned jean shorts. Thoughts of wet and soapy hard muscle flood my thoughts. I try and keep myself as quiet as possible but my orgasm hits me hard and I let out a small moan arching my back when I come, thinking of a certain someone with his head between my legs.
Buttoning up my shorts I turn to my door when I think I hear someone outside of it. I notice that it is opened a slight crack. It’s then I know he was eavesdropping when I hear slight chuckling fading away from my door. Crap.
Gathering myself and straightening my already straight clothes, I go about getting Karter’s diaper bag ready. Walking out of my room I try and act like I wasn't just rubbing myself off to the image of my slutty roommate. I think I'm pulling it off until I walk out to the kitchen and see him standing there fricken shirtless holding my son. Damn. When he sees me a knowing smirk spreads across his face. God, how long was he outside my door?
“Little bugger puked on me.” He laughs out. I guess that explains the missing shirt.
“Oh, yeah he does that from time to time. Were you holding him above your head?” when he nods I just laugh at him.
“Here let me take him, I gotta get him ready to go,” I say with a smile. He hands him over and I take Karter back to my room to change his clothes and diaper. I dress him in the shirt Linn got him that says ‘my aunt is the shit’ on it. She will love that. I go out to the living room, grab his car seat and buckle him in.
“You want to take my truck?” Row asks coming from his room with a fresh shirt on. His truck?
“Um, I guess that is okay. I just need to get the base for his seat in there first.”
“Yeah sure, here.” He hands me his keys. “Go ahead and do what you gotta do.” I take them and head outside. His truck is right next to my car so I don't have to go far with the base. I open his back door and have to hoist myself up into his black beast of a truck. I clip in the harnesses to the car seat anchors than kneel on top of the base to push it down more, tightening the strap. I'm kind of crazy when it comes to putting my kid in a vehicle. I hear a chuckle behind me. Cocking my head to the side I see Row with the diaper bag slung over his shoulder and Karter strapped in his seat being effortlessly held in his right hand. I’m guessing with the awkward way I'm standing I'm giving him a fine view of my ass. Frickin hell. I climb my way back out of the cab trying to pull my shorts down to cover my ass cheeks once again. I really don't have much baby weight left. I'm one of those bitches that just shrunk back to her normal size, well except for my boobs. Yeah, hate me I don’t care.
“Quite the show.” Row smiles lifting Karter up and
“Sorry he’s an attention whore, has a mind of his own.” Then he winks, fucking winks.
“I… can… ah… finish getting ready in my room.” I quickly grab my things and take off to my room. Holy shit.
Karter was zonked out in the playpen so I left him there to take my shower. Now I'm in my room with the door shut, taking advantage of the situation and my sexually flustered state. I go to my bedside table and grab the only boyfriend I will ever need. Getting comfortable I turn on the vibration and slide it down into my now unbuttoned jean shorts. Thoughts of wet and soapy hard muscle flood my thoughts. I try and keep myself as quiet as possible but my orgasm hits me hard and I let out a small moan arching my back when I come, thinking of a certain someone with his head between my legs.
Buttoning up my shorts I turn to my door when I think I hear someone outside of it. I notice that it is opened a slight crack. It’s then I know he was eavesdropping when I hear slight chuckling fading away from my door. Crap.
Gathering myself and straightening my already straight clothes, I go about getting Karter’s diaper bag ready. Walking out of my room I try and act like I wasn't just rubbing myself off to the image of my slutty roommate. I think I'm pulling it off until I walk out to the kitchen and see him standing there fricken shirtless holding my son. Damn. When he sees me a knowing smirk spreads across his face. God, how long was he outside my door?
“Little bugger puked on me.” He laughs out. I guess that explains the missing shirt.
“Oh, yeah he does that from time to time. Were you holding him above your head?” when he nods I just laugh at him.
“Here let me take him, I gotta get him ready to go,” I say with a smile. He hands him over and I take Karter back to my room to change his clothes and diaper. I dress him in the shirt Linn got him that says ‘my aunt is the shit’ on it. She will love that. I go out to the living room, grab his car seat and buckle him in.
“You want to take my truck?” Row asks coming from his room with a fresh shirt on. His truck?
“Um, I guess that is okay. I just need to get the base for his seat in there first.”
“Yeah sure, here.” He hands me his keys. “Go ahead and do what you gotta do.” I take them and head outside. His truck is right next to my car so I don't have to go far with the base. I open his back door and have to hoist myself up into his black beast of a truck. I clip in the harnesses to the car seat anchors than kneel on top of the base to push it down more, tightening the strap. I'm kind of crazy when it comes to putting my kid in a vehicle. I hear a chuckle behind me. Cocking my head to the side I see Row with the diaper bag slung over his shoulder and Karter strapped in his seat being effortlessly held in his right hand. I’m guessing with the awkward way I'm standing I'm giving him a fine view of my ass. Frickin hell. I climb my way back out of the cab trying to pull my shorts down to cover my ass cheeks once again. I really don't have much baby weight left. I'm one of those bitches that just shrunk back to her normal size, well except for my boobs. Yeah, hate me I don’t care.
“Quite the show.” Row smiles lifting Karter up and
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