Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55667 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Sidney: I can be there in twenty
Skye: great! See you then
I do a shimmy dance of excitement, and then I get a load of my reflection in the window. “Shit. I need to shower!”
I rush up the stairs, turn the shower on and pull my messy hair up into a ponytail. It doesn’t need a wash, but the rest of me sure does. I scrub off the moop sweats in less than five minutes, make sure all my important parts are smooth or groomed and rinse off. I turn off the shower, grab a towel, dry my body, then have to do a second pass because I missed too many areas and trying to moisturize wet skin is a challenge.
I pick my favorite body lotion and rub it all over me, then rush to my dresser and open the bottom drawer, which is where I keep all my sexy things. I’m disappointed that my favorite set isn’t wearable because it’s dirty, but I pull out the gray and pink lace and satin bra and panty set. It’s my second favorite, and it makes my cleavage look fantastic.
I slide into my sexy underthings, but realize I can’t execute this plan without changing my sheets first. I’ve just finished putting on the top sheet when my doorbell rings. I rush to brush my teeth and throw on a robe—getting dressed might be pointless considering I’m prepared for naked sexy fun times. I nearly trip down the stairs and have to calm my breathing so I don’t sound like I was running a marathon before I reach the front door. I turn on the hall light and open the door.
Sidney’s smile fades as his eyes skim over my grey and pink silk robe. It stops mid-thigh, and much like my bra, does a great job of highlighting my cleavage. It also matches the bra and panty set.
“Hey. Hi. Hello,” Sidney says to my chest. “Sorry I’m a little early. It took less time to get here than I thought.”
“It’s okay.” I step back, giving him room to come inside.
“You look like you’re feeling better.” His gaze moves over me on another heated sweep as he toes off his shoes and shrugs out of his jacket.
“So much better.” I hang his coat on an empty hook and motion for him to follow me down the hall to the kitchen. “I don’t think I gave you a full tour of the house last night.” I try to slide my hands into my pockets, but this robe doesn’t have any.
Sidney gives me a lopsided smile. “I didn’t make it upstairs.”
“I could show you now, if you’d like,” I offer. It takes everything in me not to twirl my hair around my finger.
“I would love that.”
“Great. Awesome.” I lead the way to the stairs and Sidney falls into step behind me. While my robe hits me mid-thigh from the front, I have a booty to compliment my ample boobs, so the back of the robe barely covers my butt cheeks.
Sidney makes a low noise of appreciation and I glance over my shoulder. His eyes are trained on my backside. And because I’m not paying attention to what’s in front of me, I trip and miss the next step. Sidney’s reaction time is better than mine, and his arm loops around my waist, preventing me from face-planting into the landing.
“Careful now.” His lips are at my ear, and I lean against his chest. “No need to rush. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. Especially not with you looking this edible.” He keeps his hand on my hip the rest of the way up and laces our fingers when we reach the top.
“This is my daughter’s room.” I motion to the closed door with the small empty whiteboard and a door hanger that reads I’M PROBABLY READING. “And that’s the bathroom.” I fling a hand toward the open door. We decorated it like her name.
When we reach my bedroom, I usher him inside. “And this is where I sleep, and do other things.”
“Other things, huh?” He grins.
“Like reading and self-gratification sessions. You know, the usual.” I probably should have stopped at reading.
“Your bed looks comfortable.” He glances around the space.
I try to see it through his eyes. The comforter is a deep blue, the color scheme mostly cream and navy with a few pops of yellow for color. The bed is half made; the comforter thrown on haphazardly because I ran out of time.
“It is.” I cross over and sit on the edge, bouncing twice. I shimmy back a bit and part my legs, patting the space between them. “Wanna test out the springs with me?”
Sidney crosses the room, stopping when his knee touches the inside of mine. “Are you sure you’re feeling well enough for that?”
I run my hands up his chest and back down until I reach his belt buckle. “Definitely. How about you?”