breath. She bolted upright and pulled the robe together. I stepped into the shadows a bit and closed my bedroom door trying to be all nonchalant. It didn’t look like she bought it.
“You saw that?” she asked, hurt, embarrassed and brain fuddled.
“I don't know what I saw. I was just heading to the kitchen for a drink” I told her lamely.
I tried not to meet her gaze. I had just peeked on a deeply private moment, and in all honestly, probably watched silently for a couple of minutes. I didn’t want to admit it to myself at the moment, but I was almost as hard as I had ever been in my entire life. It was truly painful.
Trapping myself with the excuse to keep drinking, I quickly poured tequila and downed it.
“Well, if you weren’t watching, you wouldn’t know I needed one of those now too.” She said shyly. Shit. Neither of us has ever mentioned that moment since then, but it remains burned in my memory.
I poured her the drink, and like I said, the next day was the wedding and my wife who talks a mile a minute already teased me about the Jacuzzi.
Chapter 3 -
“Hey baby, didn’t pass out did you?” Kara asked me.
“What? Oh no, I guess I was relaxing and started daydreaming.”
“Oh? I get talking about my sister in the hot tub and you space out?” She asked me with a smile.
“Actually it wasn’t that.” I said hedging.
I almost jumped out of the seat when Kara leaned over and grabbed my cock through my pants.
“Well, you were thinking about something. Want to share?” She said. Damn she has a good sense of humor; otherwise we would have split up a long time ago.
“Nothing in general, just thinking about our after party.” I lied.
She frowned for a second but let it pass. Our relationship was great, and neither of us had much of a jealous streak in us. If we didn’t want to be together we wouldn’t. I couldn’t help the fact that the women in her family were all cut from the same cloth. Beautiful, ageless, and put up with my shit…
I’m glad she let it go, because the rest of the trip was great. I’m not one for long conversations, and enjoyed sitting silent and content with Kara. The fall colors were showing on the trees, and we had a lot of great countryside to watch.
The booze was working on me good now as I finished my drink. I was surprised when Kara put her blinker on. I sat up and looked around.
“This isn’t your parent’s house.” I told her.
“No shit Sherlock.” She said exiting the ramp and pulling into a restaurant.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh….. We’re starting with dinner…”
“Cory, once again your genius is showing.”
I made a show of checking my zipper and asking her “where?” That got a good laugh and she rubbed my arm before parking the car.
We made our way into the restaurant.
“Reservation for Gardner.” Kara told the Maître D.
“Right this way Ma’am.” He said gesturing for us to follow him. I playfully grabbed Kara’s ass. She set this night up. I might enjoy myself after all.
I got “The look” and a smile after goosing her and we made our way over to where we figured Sarah and Steve to be waiting for us.
“I hope you can cheer her up sir.” The Maître D said to me. I was surprised, and so was Kara by the look on her face when our eyes met.
The restaurant wasn’t a 5 star, but it was nice , probably a 4.5 or so.
I felt slightly under-dressed. A pair of slacks and a Polo were my usual attire, and that’s how I dressed tonight. I saw many guys who were wearing suit and ties, many of the ladies wearing elegant gowns. Thank god Kara looks good no matter what she dresses in, because otherwise I think they would have stopped me at the door.
Sarah was a mess as we sat down at our Table. She looked young, elegant, and utterly broken
“You saw that?” she asked, hurt, embarrassed and brain fuddled.
“I don't know what I saw. I was just heading to the kitchen for a drink” I told her lamely.
I tried not to meet her gaze. I had just peeked on a deeply private moment, and in all honestly, probably watched silently for a couple of minutes. I didn’t want to admit it to myself at the moment, but I was almost as hard as I had ever been in my entire life. It was truly painful.
Trapping myself with the excuse to keep drinking, I quickly poured tequila and downed it.
“Well, if you weren’t watching, you wouldn’t know I needed one of those now too.” She said shyly. Shit. Neither of us has ever mentioned that moment since then, but it remains burned in my memory.
I poured her the drink, and like I said, the next day was the wedding and my wife who talks a mile a minute already teased me about the Jacuzzi.
Chapter 3 -
“Hey baby, didn’t pass out did you?” Kara asked me.
“What? Oh no, I guess I was relaxing and started daydreaming.”
“Oh? I get talking about my sister in the hot tub and you space out?” She asked me with a smile.
“Actually it wasn’t that.” I said hedging.
I almost jumped out of the seat when Kara leaned over and grabbed my cock through my pants.
“Well, you were thinking about something. Want to share?” She said. Damn she has a good sense of humor; otherwise we would have split up a long time ago.
“Nothing in general, just thinking about our after party.” I lied.
She frowned for a second but let it pass. Our relationship was great, and neither of us had much of a jealous streak in us. If we didn’t want to be together we wouldn’t. I couldn’t help the fact that the women in her family were all cut from the same cloth. Beautiful, ageless, and put up with my shit…
I’m glad she let it go, because the rest of the trip was great. I’m not one for long conversations, and enjoyed sitting silent and content with Kara. The fall colors were showing on the trees, and we had a lot of great countryside to watch.
The booze was working on me good now as I finished my drink. I was surprised when Kara put her blinker on. I sat up and looked around.
“This isn’t your parent’s house.” I told her.
“No shit Sherlock.” She said exiting the ramp and pulling into a restaurant.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh….. We’re starting with dinner…”
“Cory, once again your genius is showing.”
I made a show of checking my zipper and asking her “where?” That got a good laugh and she rubbed my arm before parking the car.
We made our way into the restaurant.
“Reservation for Gardner.” Kara told the Maître D.
“Right this way Ma’am.” He said gesturing for us to follow him. I playfully grabbed Kara’s ass. She set this night up. I might enjoy myself after all.
I got “The look” and a smile after goosing her and we made our way over to where we figured Sarah and Steve to be waiting for us.
“I hope you can cheer her up sir.” The Maître D said to me. I was surprised, and so was Kara by the look on her face when our eyes met.
The restaurant wasn’t a 5 star, but it was nice , probably a 4.5 or so.
I felt slightly under-dressed. A pair of slacks and a Polo were my usual attire, and that’s how I dressed tonight. I saw many guys who were wearing suit and ties, many of the ladies wearing elegant gowns. Thank god Kara looks good no matter what she dresses in, because otherwise I think they would have stopped me at the door.
Sarah was a mess as we sat down at our Table. She looked young, elegant, and utterly broken
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