Chapter Fifty-two
It felt like the floor had just opened up under Greg’s feet. “You mean…”
“Well if you’re so proud of your bod, and you wanted me to notice– wanted to impress me...”Her voice trailed off suggestively.
Moisture gathered in his armpits. “I don’t– I mean, what?”
Lena squirmed with delight. “Take your jeans off, Greg. Show me the rest of it.”
Being hit by a truck couldn’t have been more unsettling. “God. Just like that?”
“Just like that...”Lena was suddenly aware of a delightful slickness and rubbed her thighs together. “Hey, if you plan to stick something in me, stands to reason I’d like to take a look at it first. Right?”
“You’re not going to help. Join in, I mean?”
Lena rolled her glass in her palms. “You manage the zipper all by yourself every night don’t you?”Lena
