d. “I was just thinking of you. That’s what you do to me.”
He smiles as he slides a finger under my chin and then our eyes lock. “It’s just the two of us tonight. Daniel’s at the party trying to make me jealous. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere tonight.”
I should ask him, what he means about Daniel, but I don’t care as his words were music to my ears. But I’d had enough of talking; I wanted him to satisfy me the best way that he knew how by fucking me all night and all morning long.
Jason
I can’t believe that I didn’t leave. Every time I got up during the night, I just wanted more of Jennifer, and it’s as if she’s a willing partner that never says no. She’s ever so willing all the time. It’s as if she’s been making up for the last eighteen years of her shitty marriage with the way we fuck.
“You’re awake,” she yawns as she spins around. I love watching her sleep, and I had my arms wrapped around her. I didn’t know that she was awake.
“Yeah. For a while,” I say quietly as I kiss her cheek.
“Why, were you listening out?” She asks as she turns to face me.
There’s something innocent about her that makes me want to protect her all the time. Even with the little sleep that we’ve had, she still looks as beautiful as she did in that hot sexy black number I caught her in when I knocked on her door.
“No. What would you have done if I was a burglar last night? You just opened your door without even asking who was at the door.”
She laughs. “Do you think that a burglar would knock on the door?”
I sigh. “Good point. I didn’t think about that.”
“I suppose deep down I knew that it was you.”
“How?” I ask as I put a pillow behind my head and then lift her up so that she’s holding on to my chest. I need to get up. Go back home, but then knowing that I won’t be by her side is keeping me locked in her arms.
“Because if it were Daniel, he would have screamed my name about ten times. And only the two of you know where I keep the spare key.”
“You need to change the position of that.”
She suggests, “Or you could keep it on you all the time. I know the flower baskets are pretty much where most people tend to keep their spare key, especially on this street. I see Mrs. Browne searching for hers all the time in them.”
“The problem is she has so many flower baskets, which she’s always forgetting which one she puts them in.”
“Especially when they’re all the same roses. So, she’s always making a mess by searching through them all. And then going out and buying new roses to replace them.”
Jennifer forgot the most important part of this story.
“And they’re always the same red roses!”
We both laugh about Mrs. Browne and her obsession for red roses. She was one of the first neighbors to come and introduce herself to us when we moved in. She came over with a box of cookies, and I think that I ate them all the first day and I fell in love with the street immediately. I wanted to have Mrs. Browne’s cookies every single day.
“I don’t know which part of you I enjoy more?" I say as I stroke her face. “Having sex with you? Showering with you? Bathing with you, or even just lying in bed and just talking to you.”
She chuckles. “So your list consists of three sexual things and one non-sexual thing because we’re too tired to have sex.”
I tilt my head. “Never thought of it that way.”
She lifts her head up.
“Jason, what’s going to happen when the summer’s over?”
Wow, where did that come from?
We’re here enjoying each other’s company, even with my morning breath I don’t feel shy about it. Also, I know that Mom’s on her way to work and Daniel’s not going to be coming home anytime soon. No doubt he’s probably drunk himself into a coma, and she’s gone all serious on me.
“Well?”