Chapter Eight
“You’ll love the condo,” Jen said, as she sat next to Keith in his Cherokee.
“You say it’s your brother’s.”
“Yes, he’s a lawyer, with lots of bucks.”
“And . . . a condo in the mountains. What more could you ask?”
Keith seemed pleased with their weekend away, which was really a full four day excursion, an actual vacation in Jen’s mind. There was a lot unspoken beneath the surface of their pleasant conversation. Implied things, neither one was sure of, so neither one addressed them. Landing in bed together was a distinct possibility. The thought had even taken Jen into one flight of fancy the night before, that led to one wonderful crashing orgasm of self pleasure. . . . Imagining his c**k riding her up and down, while she was playing with a good-sized vibrator in her cu
