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"What was that about?" Mike asked Madge left to grab an order and Lydia slid her hand up higher along his thigh High enough for her to feel exactly what it was doing to him

"That was probably Krysta’s sister," Lydia said, her speech a little clearer, her de up He noticed Madge had surreptitiously delivered a cup of coffee and a small pitcher of cream and he motioned to it Lydia's face lit up She poured in about half the pitcher of crea a deep breath

"Her sister?"

"Yeah, her sister has a son who's autistic and soht and she needs help So Krysta goes and helps her"

"Oh," Mike said, unable to think of the right words And really, what could he say? It made him flashback on the ball he’d taken Diane to The istration table Jeree appearance And for soave hi to rub her hand slowly and fir "How ‘bout it, Matt? You want to take uy Make sure," she leaned in, put her hot ainst his earlobe, "I’ritted his teeth, tightened his solar plexus and suppressed a groan, grabbing his fork and shoving half the pie in hisother than what he wanted to do with it Which, he was pretty sure, was illegal in all 50 states in public

Lydia h her pie, quickly, and her cup of coffee Madge sea yet another refill and he ht, and he'd need every drop of liquid alertness he could drink She finally caiant pitcher of cream, which Lydia devoured within three cups

Krysta had abandoned her two pieces of pie so they h them until he was so full he wished he could pop open the top button on his jeans and just sit there in a sugar coht to hold hi the not-so-gentle his ith her and having his fun with her And giving her as et, of course

He knew that he would regret it in theShe would, too He’d alonder whether it was the alcohol or Lydia talking So, it was better to wait To wait until he knew that whatever response he got, whatever sighs and roans and releases – they were all from Lydia and only Lydia Not a Cosmo or three

For now, any desires he had needed to be quenched with five kinds of pie and a cup of coffee

It turned out Madge and Lydia lived less than a block away No surprise there; Madge practically lived at the joint As he walked her home in the wee hours between three and four, he found her ya about how Grandma didn’t just work there, she owned it and he stopped cold in the street "Madge owns Jeddy’s?"

She covered her mouth, eyes wide "Oh, that’s a secret I’hter "But – yeah Promise me you’ll keep the secret?"

"I pro secrets"

"You are I’ll bet you’re Batman, aren’t you?"

"Yes," he said, suddenly serious "I'ht, cute and innocent and loose but no longer unfocused, Lydia's face beckoned While he could be good and respectful and decent, there was nothing wrong with letting off a little bit of steaainst hers to steal a kiss They had reached her building, and she responded with such passion that he regretted his pro foraway, she fuhts of stairs, and soon they were in the apart hi at the touch of her fingers on his war hard to tell, and he didn't h his hair,her back on the couch, her breasts pushed up and his hand found it, groaning as her nipples responded instantly, her hands reaching for his pants button Their breath asps like happy laughter, joyful and enjoying this in a way that he fell into so easily

As one hand played with her full, voluptuous breasts, the other sought out her hot core, finding uncovered thighs leading to –

Ah

No panties

Throwing her head back, she laughed loosely "You can't get another pair fro fingers slipped below his waistband, and when she found what she sought, she sighed, pushing her hips into his hand "And you're not, either"

"I don't wear panties," heover his thick rod

"Oh," she pouted, playacting "That's too bad" Her mouth took his with a boldness thatcold air to torture his lips "We could have fun with that"

Bzzzz

Why was he pulling away? And did he have a vibrator in his pocket? So like crazy and her sex toys were in a co off her and standing Brow furrowed, he read a text

Then he closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and began tucking in his shirt