way, I knew he was aching for it, too.
Pushing thoughts of sex out of my mind, at least for a few minutes, I picked up my purse and slipped my cell phone inside. “Jill should go down in about an hour. After that, your job should be really easy.”
“She’s sweet, so I’m sure it will be,” Charlotte said. I was surprised when I caught her looking again at my dress, and my cleavage in particular. I was in my element that night, and feeling very attractive and turned on, so I couldn’t help noticing how Charlotte's short skirt clung to her own body. In fact, it was hard not to stare. I think even Kevin noticed. I caught him raising an eyebrow at me, and I blushed.
Hey, it’s not like it’s easy to miss a taut young body like that! I told myself.
“We’ll be back in a few hours,” I called over my shoulder as we headed through the kitchen to the garage door.
“I’ll be here,” quipped Charlotte with a cute smile as she sat on the floor with Jill.
“I like her,” I told Kevin as we settled into the car and waited for the garage door to roll up. “It’s too bad she’s leaving for college in the fall.”
“You promised Nicola you’d keep your hands off her sitter,” he reminded me.
Not hands off her, exactly, I thought, with a naughty smile. Just that I wouldn’t hire her away from Nicola.
***
T he food at La Bella’s was excellent, and we splurged on a second bottle of wine. Which, since Kevin was driving, ended up mostly filling my own glass.
After six months of nursing, I really wanted to enjoy some wine for once, so I would pump-and-dump later on, and just use some of my saved up frozen breast milk to feed Jill a bottle, for the night.
“This tiramisu is divine,” I said. “Mm, I don’t think it gets any better than this.”
“It would if I was licking it off your breasts,” Kevin said with a wink.
“Stop,” I giggled, and nudged him under the table with my foot, embarrassed, but still loving every minute of it.
Kevin had flirted the entire dinner, and it was heavenly. We hadn’t been so relaxed with each other in a long time. It felt good to recapture the free and easy feeling of being alone together.
“Another glass?” Kevin raised the bottle.
“Sure, why not?” I held my glass out. “I’m glad I had a full dinner. If I drank this much on an empty stomach, you’d be carrying me to the car.”
“Well, drink up. It’s your one night to feel like a real adult,” he teased.
“I know! I almost forgot how wine tasted.”
He reached across the table and squeezed my hand. “You deserve it.” Then he gave me a sly grin. “And so do I. You turn into a slut when you’re tipsy.”
“Hey, now!” I gave him the evil eye, then laughed as I took another sip.
“Don’t bother denying it. Remember that frat party our senior year? You had to borrow my sweatshirt, and make the walk of shame to your car at six a.m. wearing my fraternity’s letters, because you lost your top somewhere in the house.”
“Hey, I only made out with those other guys.” I pointed my fork at him before I scooped up another bite of dessert.
“ Three other guys, as I remember.”
“You didn’t seem to mind.”
“Hell, no! It was hot. And I knew you’d be spending the night in my room, not theirs.”
“I never did find that shirt.” I lifted my glass for another sip.
“Oh, it went up on the trophy wall.”
I nearly choked on the wine. “The... what?”
He laughed. “The trophy wall. I couldn’t tell you then, you’d have killed me. Hot Rod put the shirt up on the wall in the basement.”
“That super-secret chapter room you never let us girls into?”
“Yep. Brothers only. That wall was covered with bras, shirts, panties, you name it.”
“Oh God,” I shielded my eyes in embarrassment. “I would have killed you. And Rod.”
“I know. That’s why I never told you. If it’s any consolation, they all agreed you were the hottest girl we had a trophy from.”
“You
Pushing thoughts of sex out of my mind, at least for a few minutes, I picked up my purse and slipped my cell phone inside. “Jill should go down in about an hour. After that, your job should be really easy.”
“She’s sweet, so I’m sure it will be,” Charlotte said. I was surprised when I caught her looking again at my dress, and my cleavage in particular. I was in my element that night, and feeling very attractive and turned on, so I couldn’t help noticing how Charlotte's short skirt clung to her own body. In fact, it was hard not to stare. I think even Kevin noticed. I caught him raising an eyebrow at me, and I blushed.
Hey, it’s not like it’s easy to miss a taut young body like that! I told myself.
“We’ll be back in a few hours,” I called over my shoulder as we headed through the kitchen to the garage door.
“I’ll be here,” quipped Charlotte with a cute smile as she sat on the floor with Jill.
“I like her,” I told Kevin as we settled into the car and waited for the garage door to roll up. “It’s too bad she’s leaving for college in the fall.”
“You promised Nicola you’d keep your hands off her sitter,” he reminded me.
Not hands off her, exactly, I thought, with a naughty smile. Just that I wouldn’t hire her away from Nicola.
***
T he food at La Bella’s was excellent, and we splurged on a second bottle of wine. Which, since Kevin was driving, ended up mostly filling my own glass.
After six months of nursing, I really wanted to enjoy some wine for once, so I would pump-and-dump later on, and just use some of my saved up frozen breast milk to feed Jill a bottle, for the night.
“This tiramisu is divine,” I said. “Mm, I don’t think it gets any better than this.”
“It would if I was licking it off your breasts,” Kevin said with a wink.
“Stop,” I giggled, and nudged him under the table with my foot, embarrassed, but still loving every minute of it.
Kevin had flirted the entire dinner, and it was heavenly. We hadn’t been so relaxed with each other in a long time. It felt good to recapture the free and easy feeling of being alone together.
“Another glass?” Kevin raised the bottle.
“Sure, why not?” I held my glass out. “I’m glad I had a full dinner. If I drank this much on an empty stomach, you’d be carrying me to the car.”
“Well, drink up. It’s your one night to feel like a real adult,” he teased.
“I know! I almost forgot how wine tasted.”
He reached across the table and squeezed my hand. “You deserve it.” Then he gave me a sly grin. “And so do I. You turn into a slut when you’re tipsy.”
“Hey, now!” I gave him the evil eye, then laughed as I took another sip.
“Don’t bother denying it. Remember that frat party our senior year? You had to borrow my sweatshirt, and make the walk of shame to your car at six a.m. wearing my fraternity’s letters, because you lost your top somewhere in the house.”
“Hey, I only made out with those other guys.” I pointed my fork at him before I scooped up another bite of dessert.
“ Three other guys, as I remember.”
“You didn’t seem to mind.”
“Hell, no! It was hot. And I knew you’d be spending the night in my room, not theirs.”
“I never did find that shirt.” I lifted my glass for another sip.
“Oh, it went up on the trophy wall.”
I nearly choked on the wine. “The... what?”
He laughed. “The trophy wall. I couldn’t tell you then, you’d have killed me. Hot Rod put the shirt up on the wall in the basement.”
“That super-secret chapter room you never let us girls into?”
“Yep. Brothers only. That wall was covered with bras, shirts, panties, you name it.”
“Oh God,” I shielded my eyes in embarrassment. “I would have killed you. And Rod.”
“I know. That’s why I never told you. If it’s any consolation, they all agreed you were the hottest girl we had a trophy from.”
“You
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