Once they finished eating, Joan took the plates and empty glasses to the sink, Brandon’s eyes glued to her ass as she sashayed across the floor. “You know, I feel bad,” Joan said as she scraped the plates and put them in the sink.
Brandon felt his brows pinch in confusion. “About?”
The older woman turned, her lips pushed into a slight pout as she crossed the room to where he sat. “I caused you to miss all the action going on out at the lake,” she told him. When she reached him, she turned him slightly, so he faced away from the table and slid between his legs, her hands going to his shoulders. “Right now, you could be all naked with one of those college girls sucking that bulge in your sweats I’ve noticed today, and instead, you’re here with me doing repairs. It’s not fair.”
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