way.
“I’m sorry about last night.” Thomas rested his palms on her shoulders. “Paul is too. We’re going to do better.”
She rubbed his knuckles, thankful to have him close again. “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have locked you out. I didn’t intend to leave you out for the night. I just needed a break, but I fell asleep.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Paul kissed her hair as he passed with the tray of bacon. “Spending the night in the truck cooled us off and made us talk to each other. We’ll do better. Cinnamon rolls look great. You’re a really good cook.”
She’d expected anger from them, but as Thomas left her and grabbed the coffee, they seemed all right. None of the anger from the evening before lingered between them. Maybe she’d read too much into their fighting. Or maybe the night in the truck had done as Paul said and given them time to cool off.
She took her cup and joined them at the table. She sipped her coffee before she remembered she’d already had too much. It cut the richness of the bacon and rolls, though, so she threw caution to the wind and had a fourth cup. Maybe she’d use the energy to scrub the floors.
“What’s the plan for today?” Mary asked.
Paul shrugged. “Work.”
Thomas looked similarly unthrilled. “I have to be at the office by nine.”
Both men finished off a second roll and most of the bacon before their second cups of coffee. Mary checked the clock, pleased to find they had nearly an hour before Thomas had to leave. Paul usually left earlier, but he didn’t appear to be in any rush.
“We had a fight yesterday.” Mary stood, tossing her napkin beside her plate. “I feel there needs to be a physical reconnection after the emotional amends we made this morning.”
* * * *
Thomas tried to decipher the double meaning of Mary’s words. When she began unbuttoning her shirtwaist dress, he caught her meaning loud and clear.
He moved the dishes and remaining food from the table. She cocked her eyebrow, but dropped her dress and sat on the table. Her height left her legs dangling slightly, but not for long. He stepped between her thighs and hiked her legs around his waist until her ankles locked. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
“I like how this is going.” She rubbed her breasts against his chest. “Hard and fast.”
Her sexual confidence had grown by leaps and bounds since their first encounter and now when Paul handed him a condom, Thomas was ready to follow her orders.
He reached between their bodies to tease her clit but she swatted his hand aside and scooted to the edge of the table, squeezing her legs until the tip of his penis slid into her opening. She nipped at his neck, the tight, hard kisses matched by the way she squeezed her vagina muscles. He bent his knees and thrust forward, the welcome met with a gasp and sexy groan from Mary.
“Oh yeah.” She nipped his ear. “Harder.”
He took the challenge and tipped her hips forward, holding her in suspension at the edge of the table. It didn’t give her space or leverage to meet his thrusts, but every plunge put him deeper and quickly turned her moans to screams. He kept a tight hold on her as she shivered and flailed in orgasm. She pounded his shoulders, but he continued the hard, fast rhythm she’d demanded. The momentum combined with her clenching pussy and biting nails expedited his finish.
“Fuck.” Hot cum flooded from him, making the condom slippery. He pulled out quickly and it fell to the floor. His cock twitched, the last of his finish shooting onto her thigh in white droplets.
She ran her finger over the cum and brought it to her lips. She sucked her fingertip. If he’d had anything left, it would have exploded at the sight alone. She grinned and ran her fingers through his hair. “That was awesome.”
“I’ll show you awesome,” Paul said, and easily lifted Mary from the table.
She giggled and held onto his shoulders, waving at Thomas a moment before
“I’m sorry about last night.” Thomas rested his palms on her shoulders. “Paul is too. We’re going to do better.”
She rubbed his knuckles, thankful to have him close again. “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have locked you out. I didn’t intend to leave you out for the night. I just needed a break, but I fell asleep.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Paul kissed her hair as he passed with the tray of bacon. “Spending the night in the truck cooled us off and made us talk to each other. We’ll do better. Cinnamon rolls look great. You’re a really good cook.”
She’d expected anger from them, but as Thomas left her and grabbed the coffee, they seemed all right. None of the anger from the evening before lingered between them. Maybe she’d read too much into their fighting. Or maybe the night in the truck had done as Paul said and given them time to cool off.
She took her cup and joined them at the table. She sipped her coffee before she remembered she’d already had too much. It cut the richness of the bacon and rolls, though, so she threw caution to the wind and had a fourth cup. Maybe she’d use the energy to scrub the floors.
“What’s the plan for today?” Mary asked.
Paul shrugged. “Work.”
Thomas looked similarly unthrilled. “I have to be at the office by nine.”
Both men finished off a second roll and most of the bacon before their second cups of coffee. Mary checked the clock, pleased to find they had nearly an hour before Thomas had to leave. Paul usually left earlier, but he didn’t appear to be in any rush.
“We had a fight yesterday.” Mary stood, tossing her napkin beside her plate. “I feel there needs to be a physical reconnection after the emotional amends we made this morning.”
* * * *
Thomas tried to decipher the double meaning of Mary’s words. When she began unbuttoning her shirtwaist dress, he caught her meaning loud and clear.
He moved the dishes and remaining food from the table. She cocked her eyebrow, but dropped her dress and sat on the table. Her height left her legs dangling slightly, but not for long. He stepped between her thighs and hiked her legs around his waist until her ankles locked. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
“I like how this is going.” She rubbed her breasts against his chest. “Hard and fast.”
Her sexual confidence had grown by leaps and bounds since their first encounter and now when Paul handed him a condom, Thomas was ready to follow her orders.
He reached between their bodies to tease her clit but she swatted his hand aside and scooted to the edge of the table, squeezing her legs until the tip of his penis slid into her opening. She nipped at his neck, the tight, hard kisses matched by the way she squeezed her vagina muscles. He bent his knees and thrust forward, the welcome met with a gasp and sexy groan from Mary.
“Oh yeah.” She nipped his ear. “Harder.”
He took the challenge and tipped her hips forward, holding her in suspension at the edge of the table. It didn’t give her space or leverage to meet his thrusts, but every plunge put him deeper and quickly turned her moans to screams. He kept a tight hold on her as she shivered and flailed in orgasm. She pounded his shoulders, but he continued the hard, fast rhythm she’d demanded. The momentum combined with her clenching pussy and biting nails expedited his finish.
“Fuck.” Hot cum flooded from him, making the condom slippery. He pulled out quickly and it fell to the floor. His cock twitched, the last of his finish shooting onto her thigh in white droplets.
She ran her finger over the cum and brought it to her lips. She sucked her fingertip. If he’d had anything left, it would have exploded at the sight alone. She grinned and ran her fingers through his hair. “That was awesome.”
“I’ll show you awesome,” Paul said, and easily lifted Mary from the table.
She giggled and held onto his shoulders, waving at Thomas a moment before
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