Page 42 of Savage in the Sweets
Lacy:I didn’t mean that!
Colin:I know. It was a joke. This isn’t easy for me either.
Lacy:fine!
Colin:I promise, it will be worth the wait.
Lacy:I have one more thing to show you.
Colin:Am I going to be able to handle it?
A picture pops into my message box of a red square.
Lacy:that is my homemade fruit rollup
Colin:okkkkkaaaayyyyyy
Lacy:and I can’t wait to wrap it around your cock
Fuck me…
The thought of Lacy on her knees taking me into her mouth is already a fantasy that’s played in my head half a hundred times, but this adds a level of eager playfulness that has me regretting my decision not to allow myself to come.
I could put an end to the torture now, by inviting her over, but she’s apparently a little tipsy, and I want to make sure she’s aware every blissful moment that I’m pumping into her.
Colin:no more details like that
Lacy:Okay, but you better be worth it.
Colin:Oh, I aim to be…
Colin
DroppingMichael off for a sleepover is near panic-inducing to me. I barely know this woman, but this is what he wants, and I have no reason to mistrust Stephanie Savage.
“You better listen to everything April’s mother says.” I straighten Michael’s hair, giving him another kiss on the forehead.
“Dad! Don’t embarrass me!”
The front door to April’s house opens, and Stephanie gives me a wry smile, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Hello, Mr. Davers,” she greets.
“Hi, and please, call me Colin.”
April rushes past her mother, grabbing Michael by the hand and pulling him inside.
“My Aunt Lacy made cookies with candy in them because she knows your father hates candy. It’s called a flex!”
Inwardly, I laugh. A week ago, this would have me seeing red, but the effect Lacy has on me is extending toward my good judgment.
Stephanie looks at me sternly. “Are you going to say no to candy?”
I shake my head. “Not this time.”
“Good, because it’d be awfully hypocritical of you after devouring that lollipop like you did.”
I wince at the realization that Lacy shared way more than I would have ever guessed.
