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“Come,” I heard her yell from the bedroom down the hall as I walked into the house after a long Friday at work. She might have been saying “Cum!” to a lover. There’s never any way to tell from the sound of her voice — only on the page.
I cautiously walked down the long hall to the bedroom. What would I find?
The door was open a crack. I peeked in. She was naked, on her tum, her round rump nicely illuminated by the setting sun. Her legs were bent at the knees and her bare feet dangled up in the air, twined around each other. In her hand she held her phone.
“Come in, Daddio,” she said without turning her eyes from the screen in front of her.
I walked in and removed my jacket and tie.
“What you up to?” I inquired.
“I bet you’d like to know.”
“That is why I asked,” I said flatly as I removed my shirt and undid my belt.
“Get naked, get hard, and get in me,” she commanded.
“I’m already hard,” I said.
“As you should be,” she replied, moving her hand to her mouth, licking her fingers and then moving her hand to her ass and circling her wet fingers around her special spot.
“Oh,” I commented, “You want it like that?”