“You will,” she said, laughing, and grabbing tight onto my hair as I attempted to slip down to the floor to press my face between her thighs.
I hated that she was right, and still, I pressed my growing erection against the thin divider of a pair of white panties.
She looked over my shoulder to the hall, then hiked her skirt up around her hips and spread her legs so I could see that the intense arousal was mutual. Right between her thighs was a lovely wet spot.
“God, this is torture,” I growled in her ear. “What I wouldn’t give to suck every drop of that off those.”
I took my index finger and ran the back of it over the wetness, her swollen, beautiful pussy pressing into my touch.
“James…” she said. “We can’t…”
“Daddy?” I heard a small voice from behind me.
My heart rate nearly doubled as Haley flipped her skirt down, and I hoped that my body was enough to cover her. I was hard as a fucking rock though, so I pulled Haley against me, making a real effort to try and make it appear I was hugging her.
“Why are you hugging Haley up there?” Katie said as she padded toward us. “You said we’re not allowed to be on the countertops.”
Haley and I exchanged a fake laugh for Katie’s benefit, and I thanked whatever higher powers may be that this whole situation was killing my hard-on faster than watching a porno where they wrestle in pudding.
“You’re so right,” I said, nodding. I took a step back since the evidence of the encounter had mostly subsided and held Haley’s hand as she jumped down off the counter. “Good call, Bug.”
Katie nodded with pride in encouraging us to follow the house rules. “When do we get to eat dinner?” she asked.
Haley looked up at the clock. “In about ten minutes, can you wait that long?”
Katie nodded and turned to leave.
But before she went down the hall, she turned back to us and pointed. “Your skirt is tucked into your underwear, Miss Haley.”
Haley and I exchanged horrified looks, but the second Katie disappeared, we burst into laughter.
“We are really gonna need to be more careful with that, aren’t we?” I asked.
“I’m thinking so,” Haley replied. “Now, come help me set the table.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Haley
The kids had the day off from school, so James had suggested a ski lesson in place of their extra assignments for the day, which had Katie cheering. Apparently, she had loved it the first few times, maybe even more than Leann, who tried to hide her delight but failed.
“Go get your clothes on,” I said. “Leann, can I count on you to help Katie if she needs it?”
“Yeah, I can do that,” she said, grabbing her sister’s hand and dragging her along behind her.
Ben followed behind them at a run, quickly overtaking the girls.
“Watch it,” said Leann as he nearly bowled over Katie.
“Well, hurry up then!”
I laughed as they all disappeared into their rooms, and I was left alone in the living room, since James had already gone to work.
I flopped down onto the couch, pulling out my phone. I opened up the text thread I had with James.
I looked at the messages No one reading them would have any clue that he and I had anything more than a professional relationship. They were all about logistics with the kids, what time they needed to be at places that were out of their normal routine and stuff like that, or requests for days or partial days off.
No one would ever know that he’d been inside me just a few nights ago, and that he’d been all over me again last night.