I’ll get your tip.”
“No need. It’s been taken care of.” The man turned and strolled away.
She closed the door and picked up the vase. The din stopped, wolf whistles raining down on her. “What did you have to do to get those?” a big burly man holding the jackhammer asked and a smaller heavyset man who looked an awful lot like Santa Claus punched the burly one in the arm. “Shut up. Mrs. Henderson is a lady.”
Kat beamed at the men and strolled up the stairs, her hips swaying side to side. She walked into the bedroom and placed the massive vase on the dresser. The flowers gave the plain beige room a punch of color. She didn’t want to think about why she hadn’t picked a color for this room yet.
Maybe she would drag Patricia to the paint store later and pick out a less boring color. She glanced around the room. On the other hand, maybe she would start sleeping downstairs. No, Kat decided, she would make every inch of this house into hers. Kat picked up the card and read.
For my wild thing,
You make my heart zing.
J.J.
She giggled at the silly note, pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed. “You rock my world, even with your cheesy notes.”
“Hi, gorgeous.”
Giddiness settled in her heart. “Hey, thanks for the beautiful flowers. I love them.”
“You’re welcome. Did you like my note?”
“I didn’t know that you were a poet.” She sat on the bed and smiled.
“I’m a poet and didn’t know it.”
“Don’t push it.” She rolled her eyes and studied the lovely flowers. “You should have seen all the workmen’s tongues wagging.”
“They’re all jealous. I think Joe has a thing for you,” J.J. said.
“I know. I offered sex as payment for my new floors.”
“You better not! The only fucking you’re going to do is with me.”
Her nipples stiffened and warmth soaked her panties at his possessive tone.
“Where are you in the house?” he asked.
“The master bedroom. Why?”
“Because I need to hear you get off.”
The flutter in her tummy bloomed and sent a pleasant sensation throughout her body. “J.J., you’re nuts!”
“Please,” he said, his voice sexy and low. “Put your hands on your pussy.”
Her eyes darted around the room. “Oh what the hell.” She exhaled and moved her hand under the waistband of her pants. “J.J., this is crazy.”
“Tell me how it feels.”
His gruff voice sent shock waves through her core. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said. “My pussy’s wet and hot. My pubic hairs are slipping through my fingers.”
“I want you to rub your clit in a flicking motion with your index finger.”
Kat ran her finger over her clit as instructed and sucked in air. If J.J. could turn her on this much with just his sexy voice and naughty words, what could he do with his hands and all the other masculine parts of his body? She would bet her life savings he could get her off with one touch. Her digit slipped through wet heat. “Oh.”
The sound of air rasping through the phone empowered her. Tension grabbed at her pussy. Kat rubbed harder and faster. Her orgasm crested. She bit her bottom lip to stop her screams.
“Baby, I wish I was watching you.”
Kat slipped her hand out of her pants. Her body hadn’t felt this good in years. “I can’t believe you had me do that over the phone.” Sudden realization hit her. “Oh God, what if the workmen heard me?”
“With all that noise I’m hearing in the background, I don’t think they can hear each other.”
A jackhammer sounded from downstairs. Relief washed over her. “You’re probably right.” She sighed. “You make me feel…”
“What?”
“I don’t know.” How could Kat tell him that he made her feel younger, sexier and more confident? Kat knew their relationship couldn’t last. Kat bit the inside of her lip. She decided to ride this wave for as long as it lasted and hoped she didn’t drown when it crashed over her.
“You are fucking unbelievable. Can I
“No need. It’s been taken care of.” The man turned and strolled away.
She closed the door and picked up the vase. The din stopped, wolf whistles raining down on her. “What did you have to do to get those?” a big burly man holding the jackhammer asked and a smaller heavyset man who looked an awful lot like Santa Claus punched the burly one in the arm. “Shut up. Mrs. Henderson is a lady.”
Kat beamed at the men and strolled up the stairs, her hips swaying side to side. She walked into the bedroom and placed the massive vase on the dresser. The flowers gave the plain beige room a punch of color. She didn’t want to think about why she hadn’t picked a color for this room yet.
Maybe she would drag Patricia to the paint store later and pick out a less boring color. She glanced around the room. On the other hand, maybe she would start sleeping downstairs. No, Kat decided, she would make every inch of this house into hers. Kat picked up the card and read.
For my wild thing,
You make my heart zing.
J.J.
She giggled at the silly note, pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed. “You rock my world, even with your cheesy notes.”
“Hi, gorgeous.”
Giddiness settled in her heart. “Hey, thanks for the beautiful flowers. I love them.”
“You’re welcome. Did you like my note?”
“I didn’t know that you were a poet.” She sat on the bed and smiled.
“I’m a poet and didn’t know it.”
“Don’t push it.” She rolled her eyes and studied the lovely flowers. “You should have seen all the workmen’s tongues wagging.”
“They’re all jealous. I think Joe has a thing for you,” J.J. said.
“I know. I offered sex as payment for my new floors.”
“You better not! The only fucking you’re going to do is with me.”
Her nipples stiffened and warmth soaked her panties at his possessive tone.
“Where are you in the house?” he asked.
“The master bedroom. Why?”
“Because I need to hear you get off.”
The flutter in her tummy bloomed and sent a pleasant sensation throughout her body. “J.J., you’re nuts!”
“Please,” he said, his voice sexy and low. “Put your hands on your pussy.”
Her eyes darted around the room. “Oh what the hell.” She exhaled and moved her hand under the waistband of her pants. “J.J., this is crazy.”
“Tell me how it feels.”
His gruff voice sent shock waves through her core. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said. “My pussy’s wet and hot. My pubic hairs are slipping through my fingers.”
“I want you to rub your clit in a flicking motion with your index finger.”
Kat ran her finger over her clit as instructed and sucked in air. If J.J. could turn her on this much with just his sexy voice and naughty words, what could he do with his hands and all the other masculine parts of his body? She would bet her life savings he could get her off with one touch. Her digit slipped through wet heat. “Oh.”
The sound of air rasping through the phone empowered her. Tension grabbed at her pussy. Kat rubbed harder and faster. Her orgasm crested. She bit her bottom lip to stop her screams.
“Baby, I wish I was watching you.”
Kat slipped her hand out of her pants. Her body hadn’t felt this good in years. “I can’t believe you had me do that over the phone.” Sudden realization hit her. “Oh God, what if the workmen heard me?”
“With all that noise I’m hearing in the background, I don’t think they can hear each other.”
A jackhammer sounded from downstairs. Relief washed over her. “You’re probably right.” She sighed. “You make me feel…”
“What?”
“I don’t know.” How could Kat tell him that he made her feel younger, sexier and more confident? Kat knew their relationship couldn’t last. Kat bit the inside of her lip. She decided to ride this wave for as long as it lasted and hoped she didn’t drown when it crashed over her.
“You are fucking unbelievable. Can I
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