Under One Roof

By: Debbie Gordon

I circled him like he was my prey and I looked that his sleeping form and decided then and there that I couldn’t just walk away without doing something.

“Callen, I want you know that I’ve never had these feelings for you before. I guess I needed time to live my own life. Now that I’m back, I’m beginning to see that the best thing that I’ve ever had was right here across the street. You don’t have to say anything and I know that you are passed out. I wouldn’t normally take advantage of anybody in this position, but this is different.” I was trying to convince myself that it was different, when in the back of my mind; I knew that I was taking advantage of him.

I found my hands gripping the buttons of the shirt and then I slowly began to take them off one at a time. Each one made me gasp and each one made me quiver to the very idea that I might feel more than I claimed. When I did manage to open his shirt, I saw that he was mostly hairless with just a little bit around his chest. I wasn’t sure if I should go any further, but my hands seemed to have a mind of their own. I opened up his pants and I reached inside and grabbed him with no more preliminary actions than that. He muttered some kind of groan of approval and that only made me want to go further.

“Go ahead; I don’t have the energy to stop you, Camille.” He was now looking at me with this fire in his eyes and a burning desire that would not be denied. “We are both adults and what we do behind closed doors is our business. I’ve let my memory of my wife rule me for too long as it is. It’s time that I finally get back on the horse.” It was not a good thing for him to describe me as a horse, but then again I might’ve been a wild stallion that needed somebody to break her in and show her that being fast and loose was not always a good thing.

“I need you to lift your ass and then I need you to scoot forward, so that I can pull them and your underwear down at the same time.” He followed my direction and he was still inebriated, but at least he still had full control of his faculties. He may not remember this in the morning, but I would be right there to remind him with my hand draped over him after a night of sex that was going to put a smile of both of our faces.

I pulled his pants off, but his underwear it did not go with it. I apparently missed it and it was a good thing that I did. It wouldn’t have been the same to see him unencumbered by his tight underwear. Seeing him with that large bulge pumping like it had its own heartbeat was more than enough to make me want to grip the sides and peel them down his legs with gusto.

“I know that this is not an ideal situation, Callen, but I think we’ve been dancing around this all night. It’s time that one of us takes the initiative and it doesn’t look like you’re in any position to make the first move.” I kissed him again, but this time I was able to pull him out into the open and give it some air. I began to stroke that white piece of meat deep and hard, strangling the root of man’s personal weapon of choice.

This thing should have had its own address and I could barely wrap my hands around the entire length of the thing. My fingers did not reach and he was already spitting white hot male venom. It was meant to either scare me or make me drool at the chance to get more from the source.

“I want you to be sure about this, Callen. I know how much you love Leslie and I would never want to do anything to besmirch your memory of her.” He answered me with his hand gripping my platinum blond hair and pulling me into his lap. His cock touched my lips and at first I was hesitant, but then I opened and let him slide all the way down the slippery slope of my tongue. The journey was fraught with my tongue curling around him and then he was touching the back of my mouth. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn’t sure if I was able to give him what he wanted.

“I’m a little drunk, but trust me; I know exactly what I’m doing. I love your chocolate flesh and I want more, so much more. I will remember this in the morning and you have nothing to fear about reprisal. You did not take advantage of me and I feel like all I’m doing that to you. You were sent over here to look after Jamie and I’m sure that your parents will be fit to be tied to learn that you slept with me. I think I would rather keep that a secret between the two of us.” I actually liked the idea of furtive glances outside after the fact. Nobody would know what that meant besides us and we could play this dance of flirting and trying to find some time to be with each other.

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