Page 28 of Home Between Homes

We divided up the chores. While I fed Maggie and bribed her with a dog biscuit to let me give her the ear medicine, Jack filledthe fireplace with fresh logs and made breakfast. It ended up being plain bread with some cheese on it, but that was okay. At least we weren't freezing.

Once we were all fed, Maggie decided that sleeping was the only thing that was on her agenda today and trudged to her bed in the kitchen.

Jack called Dany on the landline to see if he could get an update. As of now, the forecast said the storm wouldn’t subside for at least another forty-eight hours, and everyone should stay put. But the power should be back on soon.

We didn’t care.

It was Christmas, and there was nowhere we should or could be. The power might have been out, but our fire wasn’t.

We snuggled under the blankets, watching the fire crackle. I lay in his arms, his legs wrapped around mine. His hands couldn’t stop touching me everywhere. They wandered over my face, neck, and chest, down to my thighs, and under my waistband. Just as they wrapped around my cock, the Christmas tree lights came back on.

We both raised our heads.

A beep echoed through the house, and the whirring of the ventilation filled the room with white noise.

“I don’twantto stop, but…” Jack pulled his hand out of my underwear. “…I think it would be best to check if there’s any damage to the house.”

“Sure.” Our boners weren’t going anywhere anyway, and electricity meant hot water. “I’m also dying for a shower,” I said.

“Me too.”

“You know,” I bit my lower lip. This was the moment to make my fantasy come true. “We could take one together.” I rested my hand on his bulge to give him an idea of where I was going with this. His dick twitched so hard I could feel it through the fabric. “I’ll take your dick’s reaction as a yes.”

“Who needs a mouth when my dick does the talking?” Jack laughed.

“Oh, I can think of a lot of things you could do with a mouth besides talk.” I squeezed his bulge.

Jack blushed, but with this prospect now on the table, I let go of him and stood up. A little anticipation would only add to our fun.

It tookabout an hour for the air conditioning to heat the house enough for us to think about taking a shower. While Jack checked to make sure there was no damage to the other rooms from cooling down so much, I tidied up the living room and put the blankets back where they came from.

“Everything looks good in here, too,” he called through the house.

I followed his voice into the main bedroom. It had the same low ceilings as my room but a lot more furniture crammed into it—a king-size mahogany bed with matching nightstands and a mechanical sewing machine, plus two large dressers and a walk-in closet to the left.

“Noah?” Jack yelled as if I wasn’t already close. He appeared at the back right door leading to the main bathroom but stopped when he saw me. “Come here.”

This bathroom was twice the size of the one downstairs. It was remodeled in the same Scandinavian style and had a large tub in the center, right in front of a window that looked out at the pine trees and snow-capped mountains behind the house.

“I have a suggestion,” Jack said. “Something I never thought I would do, and I’m still hesitant about because it feels so wrong. But given our circumstances… promise not to tell?”

“That depends on what you’re suggesting and whether the police will question me about it in a few days.”

“It’s notthatbad,” he said, pointing to the bathtub. “I’ve always envied their tub. The bathroom in my apartment has only a small shower, no window, and a deafening vent.” He walked over and sat down on the ledge, pointing inside. “They even have jets, Noah.” His eyes were wide, blinking at me as if this forbidden pleasure had been on his mind for years.

“I was thinking maybe instead of a shower, we could do this?”

“So what I’m hearing is you’re suggesting a spa day?” It was much more tempting than what I had imagined us doing.

“If anyone asks, we can always say it was to treat ourselves from the blizzard we had to hike through.”

I laughed. “Who would ask us? You’re their house cleaner. As long as we leave the place spotless and keep our mouths shut, no one will find out. Besides, they hired me as a dogand housesitter. That includes living here and treating it like my own home. They even said I don’t have to worry about anything as long as I’m careful not to break anything.”

“Which we won’t.”

“So I think since this is my home for the week, we’re not only allowed to take a bath and enjoy it, we’reobligatedto do so.”

“As long as we break nothing.”

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