Jay hoisted her to her feet and his hands were on the button of her shorts. Her eyes widened when she realized his intention. The sound of the zipper as it slid down rang in her ears. Then they were pooled at her ankles along with her panties, while she stood there, embarrassed and naked from the waist down. Her face heated, and she hung her head, her hands trying desperately to cover herself.
Even in the warm, soapy water
Alex imagined the feeling of the cool air as she stood there, exposed, waiting for what she knew was coming. She needed to come so badly now it was painful, and she closed her eyes, to take herself back, to feel his hand on her naked skin.
She was tipped back over Jay's knee. Time seemed to stop while she hung there, waiting for that first smack, that first touch of his hand on her now unprotected skin. When it finally came the sting exploded across her right cheek and then again on her left. The spanks moved rapidly from right to left, up and down and all around, and they burned, making her wriggle and squirm. The hairs on his legs were rubbing her at her clit, and it felt so good, but her ass was on fire.
“Stop! Please!” she begged.
When the spanks finally stopped, he rubbed her burning cheeks, and she sighed with relief until the rubbing and the squeezing started another fire. It built so quickly…
Alex's body stiffened, and she shouted out as spasms of intense, hot and cold pleasure rippled through her body, pounding every one of her senses, until she sagged, totally spent, into the water.
“Wow,” she whispered into the bubbles. Where had that come from?
Chapter Two
“Mom?” Thom shouted through the bathroom door.
Alex shook herself out of her post orgasmic state and squeaked an answer.
“Yes, honey?”
“It's almost time to go to dinner.”
“Shit,” Alex said as she leapt out of the bath. “You boys get ready. I'll be out in a minute.”
“We're already ready,” Thom said.
“Then go watch TV. I'll be as quick as I can,” Alex sighed. We made a great first impression, and it looks like I just blew the second impression as well, she thought. She scrubbed her body with a towel and let down her hair. It was still a mess, but there wasn't much she could do about that now. She tamed it the best she could with a brush before heading to her bedroom in her robe to find some clothes.
“It's twenty-five after six, Mom,” Thom said grumpily when his Mom finally appeared in what he hoped was the last outfit.
“Okay. We're going now,” she said. “Aaron, please be good,” she said.
“I'm not the one who's late, Mom,” he said.
“Hey,” she said with a frown.
“Sorry, but it's true. Can we go?”
“Yes,” she said. “Please be good.” But they were gone across their front yard and into Jay's in a flash.
* * *
“Hi,” Aaron said when Jay opened the door.
“Mom's gonna be here in a sec,” Thom said from right behind his brother.
“Yeah, she changed her clothes like four times already,” Aaron giggled.
Jay smiled. “Did she now?” he said with a grin.
Thom rolled his eyes. “I don't think Mom wanted you to tell Jay that,” he said.
“Why not?” Aaron said. “She did.”
Alex bustled up the path, obviously worried that the boys had gotten there before her. “I told you boys to wait for me,” she said. She really hadn't, but she still wished they had—a lot could have been said with these two in a couple of minutes.
“You was takin’ too long,” Aaron said. “We wanted to swim,” he attempted to whisper.
“Swimming is
after
dinner, if you mind your manners, remember?” Jay whispered back.
“Can we see inside your house, Mister?” Thom asked.
“Well, I wasn't planning on making you eat outside,” Jay chuckled. “And stop calling me ‘Mister’. You make me feel old.”
Aaron opened his mouth, but he shut it when his brother glared at him.
Alex was finding it hard to meet Jay's eyes. She felt like he could see into her head, and he knew what she'd been doing to make them late and what she'd been thinking about. “They do know how to behave you know,” she said a little grumpily. She hadn't meant it to come out that way, but she was seriously flustered.
“I'm sure they do,” Jay said, subtly glancing at his watch. “Come on in. When you all tell me what you like on your pizzas, I'll order.”
While Jay was ordering on the phone in the living room, the boys went outside to play. This left Alex time to roam a little and try to calm herself down.
The house was nice, though a little dark, she thought. It needed brightening with some lighter paint, and the heavy red drapes could go. This whole area of the house needed the light to come in. She ran her hand over the obviously new leather sofa. Nice. He had good taste.
“Done,” Jay said. “I ordered garlic bread. I thought I'd just make a salad to go with the pizza. I went to the market this morning after I left your house, so I have fresh vegetables, and I prefer home made.”
“Sure. Sounds good,” she said. “I, um, guess I should check on the boys.”
“Okay, you do that, and I'll start the salad. Would you like something to drink?”
“Diet coke would be good please,” she said. She enjoyed watching him move about the kitchen. He was wearing old pale blue jeans. Eyes up, she thought. Focus on the white shirt. His arms were muscular and well-tanned. Hmm. Maybe look at the salad, she thought.
He turned from the fridge to find her staring at the salad. “Ice?” he asked with a smile.
Damn, he's fine, she thought as she reluctantly looked up. “Thanks.” She made a pointing gesture towards the back door. “The boys. I'll, um, just go see what they’re doing.”
“Good idea,” he smiled. “I'll bring the drinks out in a minute.”
* * *
“Finished the salad?” Alex asked as Jay joined the others outside with a tray.
“Yes, and the table's all set. All we need is the food,” he said.
“Can I have a drink?” Aaron asked.
“Sure can, champ. I think you missed something though.”
“What?”
“The magic word?” Jay asked, waiting expectantly.
“Abracadabra?” Aaron said with a grin.
“Funny boy,” Jay said. He stood with the jug of lemonade and an empty glass but made no move to start pouring. “Aaron?” he said.
“Please,” Aaron said.
“Better,” Jay said ruffling the little boy's head as he passed him his drink.
“Thanks, Jay,” Aaron said breathily as he just about finished the glass in one continuous gulp. “Can I go inside and watch TV?”
“Sure,” Jay said. “You can tell us when the pizza guy arrives. Thom, there's a drink here if you're thirsty,” he said.
“Thanks, Jay.” Thom said, already leaping up the steps.
“There's some pretty flowers here,” Alex said.
“Can't really take credit for that,” Jay smiled. “I haven't had a chance to do anything with the place yet.”
“I know. The man that owned the house before you liked to garden,” Alex said with a smile. “So where've you been anyway? The for sale sign went up a while ago, but no one moved in.”
“I had to help out on the family ranch for a while.”
“Oh,” she said. “I wondered.” Great, now she was picturing him on a horse, tight jeans, no shirt, hot tanned body drenched with…
“Pizza's here!” Aaron called from the patio. “The man wants money!”
Thank God, Alex thought. She had never been more pleased to see her youngest child.
“You okay?” Jay asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “I'm just a little hot.”
“Do you need a drink?” he asked.
“We need you to come pay the guy,” Aaron insisted.
“Tell him I'll be right there.”
“I'm fine,” Alex said. She was better than fine. This was the closest thing to some adult fun she'd had for a while.
“Come on then,” Jay said breaking her from her trance. “I'm starving. I don't want the kid to change his mind and take our dinner away.” He grabbed her hand and tugged her up the steps.
She followed behind him, trying not to show how acutely aware she was of the feel of her smaller hand in his larger one. She sniffed deeply as they reached the dining room, desperately trying to get her mind on the food.
“Smell's good,” she said.
“You hungry?” he asked.
“Starving,” she said with a smile.
* * *
“Pizza's my favorite,” Thom said.
“Me too,” Aaron said. “And chicken, and burgers.”
“And ice cream,” Thom said with a grin.
Jay chuckled. “All the food groups then.” Typical kids, he thought. Alex had gone to the bathroom, so he thought he'd play mom. They each had a couple of slices of pizza, and he doled salad out onto each of the plates.
“We don't eat no green stuff,” Aaron said taking a bite of his pizza.
“Well,” Jay said carefully. “If you'd like to have a swim, I'd like you to try at least a bite.” He frowned when the both boys were about to tuck into their first slice of pizza before Alex had sat down. “And you know what would be really nice? If we waited for your Mom to come back before we started eating.”
“How come?” Aaron asked, his pizza still mid-air while he decided whether or not to stop eating.
“It would be the polite thing to do,” Jay said.
“Manners,” Thom mouthed pointedly.
Aaron dropped the pizza on his plate immediately.
Jay almost burst out laughing. Thom had obviously not forgotten that he told them to bring their manners if they wanted a swim. He didn't blame them. A night swim was a pretty big deal for kids.
“They don't eat salad,” Alex said apologetically as she sat down. “I probably should have mentioned that.”
“They've agreed to try some,” Jay said giving Aaron a pointed look. He was pushing a piece of lettuce around the plate with his fork like it might bite him.
“I don't like that stuff,” he said as he finally put a small piece on the edge of his lip. “It's gonna make me barf.”
Thom did put a piece of cucumber in his mouth and chewed it, but it didn't look like he was set to swallow it any time soon.
“They really don't like it,” Alex said nervously.
“They agreed to try it,” Jay said, trying to send her a message with his eyes.
“I don't force them to eat what they don't like.”
“Can I have a word with you in the kitchen,” Jay said, steering her out before she could object. He didn't want to undermine her in front of her kids.
“I don't force my children to eat what they don't like,” she hissed as soon as they were out of earshot.
Jay held his hand up to stop her rant with one hand while he closed the door with the other. “Slow down!” he whispered back. “I wasn't forcing anyone to do anything. I was just encouraging them to try something new.”
“Aaron gags when you force new foods on him.”
“Uh huh,” he said, then launched into a fit of gagging noises that nearly had her going out in sympathy, for real.
“Oh, that is so gross,” she said.
“Yes it is,” Jay said completely recovered. “And really easy.”
Alex rolled her eyes. “Pizza's getting cold,” she said.
“Tell you what. How about a bet.”
“Oh?” Alex said with a grin.
“If they don't eat anymore salad, then I will do whatever you want me to do for you for a week.”
“And if by some miracle you win and they've actually eaten some more?”
“Hmm,” Jay said with an evil grin. “Have dinner with me. Just you and me.”
“Okay,” she said with a smug smile.
* * *
“Did you get sick from the salad too?” Aaron asked Jay when they returned to the table.
“No. No, I was just playing a game with your Mom,” he said, giving Alex a sideways glance.
“Oh,” Aaron said. “I tried this stuff when you was in the kitchen, and I don't like it.”
Jay looked at the little boy's plate. There was definitely more than a few bites missing. “Well, it's good to see you ate some,” he said.
Realizing Jay was on to him, Aaron sighed. “Well, it was still yuck,” he said.
“It wasn't bad.” Thom said, putting a slice of cucumber into his mouth.
“Told you,” Jay said ruffling his hair. “Good man!”
Not about to let his brother get the better of him, Aaron poked some lettuce into the dressing and then into his mouth.
“Wow, Aaron! I'm impressed!” Jay said before turning his hundred watt grin on the small boy, who was looking pretty pleased with himself.
“Thom's right. It's not that bad,” Aaron said.
Jay wiggled his eyebrows at Alex, and she rolled her eyes but she was smiling. It appeared she'd be having dinner with him after all. She didn't look very upset about it either, he thought happily.
* * *
“You comin’ in, Mom?” Thom called out from the pool.
“Yeah, Mom, you gonna swim with us?” Aaron asked. “Please?”
“Come on, please?” Jay pleaded.
“Please, Mom?” Thom asked.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Alex said. All eyes were on her. She felt embarrassed now when she thought of taking off her dress. Maybe she shouldn't have, well, gone to so much trouble. Would he notice? Did she want him to? She wouldn't have wanted him to see if she hadn't!
Alex's face was so heated it felt like a big red ball that wouldn't even fit through the dress she was trying to pull over her head. It did, however, slip off easily, and there she was in a bikini, standing in front of a man. She hoped she looked okay. Her belly was surprisingly still flat, considering she'd had two children, but she'd always thought her legs were a little heavy. It was the short person's curse to have heavy thighs and a rather large butt.
She barely even looked at herself in the mirror these days. There hadn't been time enough to go buy something else. If she'd gone swimming with the boys at all, it had been in this pool, not on a public beach, and her old bikini had sufficed. She hadn't been
trying
to look good or to attract a man. Was that what she was trying to do now? Maybe. She thought of that afternoon in the bath. Geez. Was that wrong? It had been three years. She knew to the day how long it'd been, her mom and her sister kept reminding her. They never stopped telling her how badly she and the boys needed a man in their lives. How she needed a man in her life
and
in her bed, her sister had added whenever they were alone.