I’d been wet for Dominic Vale since I was sixteen and accidentally walked in on him changing after a pool day.
One flash of his thick, half-hard c**k swinging between his muscular thighs, with heavy balls, and the dark trail leading up his abs, and I’ve never recovered.
I have come on my fingers, on toys, on the shower wall to stolen photos of him more times than I can count.
Today the universe finally gave me a gift.
Harper and her dad were in their house in Aspen, Colorado for the weekend.
She begged me to stay over “for old times’ sake”, and I said yes because I knew he’d be here, working late in his home office, wearing those gray sweatpants that do criminal things to his thighs and the obscene bulge in front.
By 1:47 a.m. Harper had fallen asleep in her room, mouth open, and mak
