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disguise her red cheeks as steam from the cup. Last night had been so hot.
    Jon was not the kind of man she imagined he would be. He
liked to talk dirty, and instead of being a prim and proper kind of guy, he
wasn’t. After they had sex last night, when he had pulled out of her, Jon had
watched his cum leaving her pussy, and he’d even tried to push it all back in.
She had found it incredibly hot, and he’d aroused her even more.
    They had been about to go for round two when one of
the twins called out for a drink. Elise had gotten dressed while Jon pulled on
his sweatpants, going to see the kids. She’d chosen that moment to leave, not
wanting to get caught up in the awkward after sex routine.
    “How were the twins?”
    “They were good. I made them my classic spaghetti and
meatballs.”
    “You always had a knack for different flavors.”
    “I love to cook.”
    “That you do.” Her mother tapped her on the shoulder
as she walked past. Over the years, Elise had seen it was her mother’s way of
offering affection.
    Her cell phone beeped, making her jump.
    “What are your plans for the day?” her mother asked.
    “I don’t know.” Grabbing her phone, she saw Jon’s name
flash across the screen.
    Her pussy went instantly wet remembering what he’d
done to her.
    “We could go shopping.”
    Jon: You
disappeared last night.
    She stared at the message, not knowing what to say.
    “Shopping?” she asked, closing the message down, and
turning to her mother.
    “Yeah. You and me. Mother-daughter bonding experience,
what do you think?”
    “I like that. I really do.”
    “Good. Let me just go and get dressed, and we’ll head
out in ten.”
    “Okay.”
    Elise took another sip of her coffee as her phone rang.
Glancing at the screen she saw Jon was phoning her.
    “Do you need me to babysit again?” she asked.
    “Actually, I was wondering if you’d like to fuck
again, but if babysitting will get you over here, I’m more than happy to use
that excuse.”
    His voice was like molten lava to her core. He set her
on fire.
    “You shouldn’t be calling me.”
    “Are you alone?”
    “Yes.”
    “Then I don’t see a problem.”
    “Where are the twins?” Elise asked.
    “Out in the garden, and I’m watching them from a safe
distance so they can’t hear me.”
    “That’s probably a good thing. You don’t want to
corrupt them.”
    “I want you to come over.”
    Elise got to her feet, placing the now empty cup in
the sink, and leaning against the counter. “I’m going out shopping with my mom.
Besides, we can’t do anything with the twins during the day. We were lucky they
didn’t wake up last night.”
    “When do you think you’ll be done shopping?”
    “I don’t know. A couple of hours or until Mom sees a
friend she wants to talk to.”
    “I’ll get the twins to their grandparents. We can have
the night to ourselves. No interruptions.”
    “Are you using me for sex?”
    “No, are you using me?”
    She chuckled. “No.”
    “Shame, I was hoping you’d say yes. What do you say?”
    Elise bit her lip, enjoying their talk with each
other.   “I say … I’ll give you a call
when I’m done.”
    “I’ll make it worth your while.”
    “I’m hanging up now.”
    “Spoilsport,” Jon said.
    “Bye.” She smiled, staring down at her phone.
    “Who was that?” her mother asked, making her jump.
    “Oh, it’s some guy. You don’t need to worry about him.”
    “You can bring any guy home.”
    Elise chuckled. She couldn’t help but wonder what her
parents would think of her bringing home the guy she used to babysit for. “It’s
not like that.”
    “Are you embarrassed by us, is that it?”
    “What? No! Of course not.” She wasn’t. Her parents
were good people. They never judged anyone, and they kept to themselves,
believing everyone had a right to be happy, which they did.
    Her father was already at work, as he was a doctor.
    “Let’s go and have some fun.”
    The day with her mother was