Recent Post: EXTREME ASSES EXTREMEASSES let herself out of the car and then waited for him by the back door. "Is Celia home?" she asked, referring to his youngest daughter. Rob shook his head. "She started college last fall," he reminded her. "I've got the house to myself these days." Tina started to ask about his wife, but stopped herself when she remembered that they had gotten divorced a couple of years ago.
He unlocked the back door and let them both into the kitchen. He flicked on the lights and tossed his keys on the counter. "Go sit in the living room," he said. "I'll be in there in a minute." Tina headed for the living room, mentally preparing herself for a long lecture.
Rob stood in the kitchen and leaned against the counter. What was he doing? He shouldn't have told her to come back with him. He should have just let her go home on her own. Then he remembered the way her breasts looked in that sweater and he felt himself getting hard. He cursed at himself and pulled out a bottle of scotch.
He poured himself a generous shot and downed it in one gulp. He needed to calm down before he went in to talk to her. He paced the kitchen, wondering what he should say and do. Then he filled up the coffee maker, turned it on and headed for the living room.
