Page 46 of Second Round

“Maybe sometime, I can dominate you?” sheasked.

I laughed. “No way. I like to be incontrol.”

“That’s not fair,” she huffed and tried to roll away. I held her down by herwaist.

“Jackie, we can try your fantasies too. But my sense is that you like to relax and lose control. That’s why we fittogether.”

“You’re so smart about people. It’s like you know all me and I know nothingaboutyou.”

“It’s not a contest. Understanding people is my job, so I’d better be good at it.” I ran a finger down her tummy and tickled herpubichair.

“Am I okay down there?” sheasked.

“What?”

“Would you prefer if I got rid of my hair? Is that what you’reusedto?”

Oh, this again. Jackie sure got stressed about sex. I leaned over her and kissed her on the nose. “Stop it. You’re very sexy, and I wouldn’t change a thing about you. If I didn’t have work and you didn’t have your responsibilities, what I’d really like to do is take you to a hotel for the weekend and fuck you in every wayimaginable.”

Her eyes widened at that, and she put her arms around my neck. “I wish we could do that too. Sex with you isincredible.”

The oven timer dinged. Jackie disentangled herself and retrieved her panties and jeans from the floor. She wriggled into her clothes, which was almost as much fun to watch as undressing her. I went to the bathroom to get cleaned up anddressed.

By the time I emerged, dinner was on the table. Jackie was pouring glasses ofredwine.

“I made a beef Bourguignon, then I realized that you’reFrench.”

I laughed. “It doesn’t mean I’m an expert at French cooking. Besides, that’s from France, notQuebec.”

“Well, I’m never going to be makingpoutine,which is the only Quebec dish I canthinkof.”

We sat down to eat. Everything wasdelicious.

“You’re a fantastic cook, Jackie. Of course, I knew that after the tuna melts, but this is on anotherlevel.”

She beamed. “Thank you. I do enjoy making a nicedinner.”

“It’s working out perfectly. I like to eat, and you liketocook.”

She pushed the biscuits and salad towards me. “I was thinking, since it’s been hard to find times to get together, maybe you’d like to make these Wednesday night dinners a regularthing?”

I hesitated. Jackie was getting pretty serious pretty fast. I had no problem being with her, and the sex was great, but she was really into scheduling. Of course, dating a single mom meant that she didn’t have the freedom to get together at the last moment. I respected that she was a good mother. But we hadn’t really discussed where we wereatyet.

“Wednesdays may not always work out for me,” Ihedged.

“No problem.” Jackie quickly changed the subject. “So, how’s the teamdoing?”

“Not much has changed yet. You can’t change a leopard’s spotsrightaway.”

I checked my watch; I’d have to leave soon. But things were so comfortable here that I didn’t really want to leave. Especially to face my mountain of work with that lingeringtension.

“Listen, can I ask you something aboutyourkids?”

Now her eyes were wary. She was a protectivemother. “Okay.”

“Has their relationship with their father changed a lot since you guyssplit?”

Jackie nodded. “Well, naturally. He’s not here all the time anymore. But to be honest, Brent’s worked really hard to maintain things. And when they see him, he tries to do special things.” She paused. “When he was home before, he was always working or unwinding from work, so maybe he didn’t give them his full attention. Not that I’m criticizing him, that’s the waylifeis.”

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