Lily had only been gone for about ten minutes when she came back to the garage. She quietly opened the side door and slipped inside. Mr. Hayes was still sitting on the old chair, breathing heavily, his pants open and his c**k half hard. He looked up when he heard her.
“Lily? What are you doing back here?” he asked, his voice still thick from the effect of the whiskey.
Lily closed the door behind her and smiled. “My parents just left the house a few minutes ago. They went out for dinner with friends. I saw their car drive away. That means we have more time.”
She walked closer to him, her hips swaying. Her crop top was still a little messy from earlier, and her shorts were riding high on her thighs. She stopped right in front of him and ran her fingers through his hair.
“You still look a
