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Elisa looked down as if she hadn’t thought of that.
“Do you want me to go fast?”
“No,” she replied softly. “I don’t need to go fast to get off. It’s not about that. It’s about us coming together because we both make each other feel good.”
“Yeah, I want that,” Elisa said and closed her eyes.
Myra watched her move for a minute before she sat up and sucked a nipple into her mouth. Elisa moaned and held her head in place. When they came together, they both yelled so loudly; Myra wondered if Elisa’s other neighbor could hear them, but she didn’t really care.
“Oh, my God! Mom!”
Myra’s eyes shot open. She looked over Elisa’s shoulder and saw her son, Archie, standing there, mouth gaping open and his hand on the door, which they had closed the night before to keep Buster out. They hadn’t locked it, though, because there hadn’t been any reason to.
“Archie? What are you doing here?” Elisa asked loudly.
Myra held on to her because if Elisa moved at all, her son would see not only his mother’s naked body from behind but Myra’s front, too, as well as the dildo that was still inside his mom.
“Fuck! Mom, what the actual fuck?” He closed his eyes and slammed the door behind him.
CHAPTER 30
Elisa was frozen in place. She couldn’t hear what Myra was saying, but she could tell that she was talking because she saw Myra’s lips move out of the corner of her eye. Elisa herself was staring at the wall behind the bed over Myra’s head, though, because her son had just walked in on her having sex. He’d seen her with Myra in bed. He’d seen them both naked and had probably heard them, too. No, he hadn’t really seen anything. Elisa’s back was facing the door. She was covering Myra. At most, he probably saw her ass. He couldn’t see the dildo inside her, could he? God, she hoped not.
“Elisa?”
“Huh?” she said as Myra’s voice came back into focus.
“Babe, what do you want to do?”
Myra’s hands were running over her back, and she wondered how long Myra had been doing that because Elisa had only just realized that shewas.
“I have to go,” she said. “I need to find him.”
“Of course. I’ll go home,” Myra replied.
“Um…”
Was that right? Should Myra leave? Should they talk to him together? No, Elisa should talk to him alone, obviously. But maybe Myra should stay and wait for her to be done so that they could talk to him together? No, Elisa needed to be alone with her son right now. He probably wouldn’t want to see the woman whom his mom was just having sex with anyway.
“Okay,” she said.
She looked down, seeing the dildo still inside her, and remembered the perfect orgasm they’d just shared and how unbelievably good it was; how it had been exactly what she had needed, and how the whole night before that had been exactly what she had needed. Elisa wanted to try everything with Myra. She hadn’t wanted to hold back or take her timeto get to certain things. If Myra was up for it, Elisa wanted them to do it together as soon as possible to find out what they both liked together. Unfortunately, their morning, which had been perfect up until a minute ago, had to come to an end.
Elisa got up and felt the loss of Myra inside her immediately, hating that this had to stop because she’d woken up needing to come, and after the first one, she had hoped they would go for number two together. That would have to wait now because as she dressed quickly, Myra removed the harness and went into the bathroom, where Elisa heard the water running. She didn’t have time to kiss Myra goodbye because Archie was probably in his room, and they needed to talk and now.
“Babe, I’ll see you later,” she said.
“Okay,” Myra replied from the bathroom.
Elisa opened the bedroom door and found Buster sitting right outside it.
“Hi, little guy. I’ll be right with you, okay?”
Buster didn’t really seem to need anything at the moment, which was probably because she’d woken up an hour before Myra and had let him out to take care of his bladder. She’d done that purposefully, knowing that she didn’t want any interruptions for them that morning. Unfortunately, she hadn’t anticipated another one that was much worse than a dog needing to go to the bathroom.
“Honey?” she asked as she knocked on AJ’s closed door.
“Go away!” he yelled through it.
