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“You little vixen,” he chuckled, hands interlocking behind his neck. “Go on then. Do your worst. I’m ready.”

He was. In fact, he was already rock-hard.

Her being on the top was a position they hadn’t explored yet. Being in charge was something she’d never considered trying before.

Fingers gripped his shaft, pulling the head out of the opening in his pants. Her hand held it steady, guiding it to a new opening to hide within. Once the tip was in, the rest of her body slid down until all of his penis was fully engulfed.

“Ohh!” she groaned. “Ohh!” The rocking motion began, grinding herself against him, until all the right spots were reached at once. Her movements became faster, breath heavier. “Yes!”

Her hands, now free, made quick work of the buttons on her blouse. It fell to the side without care. The cups on the red bra she’d chosen pulled down, allowing her nipples access to the steamy air around them. He wasn’t moving. This was her show and she was determined to put on a good one. Fingers oneach hand grabbed a nipple, gently pinching and twisting. As she came close to overflowing, they pulled harder.

“Yes!”

She was almost there, so close to climaxing.

Tap!

Tap!

“Yes!” she screamed. A wave washed over her, orgasm spilling into orgasm.

Tap!

Tap!

Heavy breath left a layer of fog everywhere, but the silhouette of a man standing outside the Jeep was still visible. Stephen reached over to the middle console pressing on a button. The passenger side window went down.

“Ahem,” Lenny cleared his throat. “I forgot my wallet inside. I’ll need the keys.”

Stephen fished them out of her pocket, one hand dangling them outside the window. “These them?” he asked.

“They are,” Lenny chuckled. “Sorry to disturb.”

“We were just finishing up,” he replied, firing off a wink.

She made no effort to move—no attempt to cover up. He was still inside her. Spasms were still contracting around his shaft.

This was cloud nine.

“Don’t worry,” Lenny said. “I won’t tell Minerva about your little parking lot rendezvous. It’ll be our little secret.”

Bye-bye, cloud nine. She was right back on earth again, both feet planted firmly on the ground. What would the other moms think if they knew about her arrangement with Dr. December? What would they say?

There wasn’t an opportunity to answer the photographer or even thank him. He was already gone, leaving her alone with her doctor again.

“I wanted to ask a favour,” she said, descending from her cowgirl straddle. “Tommy’s doctor wants us to try out a new experimental treatment. I was hoping you’d have a look at the proposal and give me a second opinion.”

Chapter Fifteen

Stephen

Air from the underground garage flowed in through the still open door, cooling his body to that of a normal resting state.

She was still dripping sweat, among other bodily fluids, lungs gasping for breath. Their short hook-up session left her weary.

That was the day’s lesson.

Being in charge wasn’t a breeze. It took work. It took effort. It took stamina. All of hers was fully spent.

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