Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
“Why haven’t you ever taken a day off?”
I finally glanced up. “I’m sorry?”
“My mom said you’ve never taken a day off. Now that I think about it, I’ve never known you to take a vacation, either.”
Shrugging, I replied, “I don’t have anywhere to go.”
Lily’s mouth fell open. “You could go anywhere you want to, Maverick. There isn’t anywhere you’d like to visit or see?”
I thought about it for a few seconds. “I mean, there are places I’d like to go, I guess.”
She smiled and set her bowl back on the tray and crossed her legs. “Tell me.”
Laughing, I set my spoon down. “Um…Glacier National Park.”
“You’ve never been there?”
“Nope.”
“Maverick, why not?”
“It’s not much fun going to places like that alone. None of my friends ever wanted to go, so I never went.”
Her teeth dug down into her lower lip.
“Don’t do that, Lily.”
“Do what?” she asked.
“Feel sorry for me.”
She looked away, then back at me. “What about a girlfriend? They never wanted to go?”
“I traveled around too much for a steady girlfriend. Hamilton is the longest I’ve ever stayed in one place.”
Her brows shot up. “Really?”
“Really, really,” I replied.
“So”—she chewed on her lip again, then smiled—“no girlfriend ever?”
I gave a one-shoulder shrug. “I dated one girl for a bit when I was in Utah. I was younger, and she was older. She lived on the ranch next to the one where I worked.”
“How much older was she?”
Laughing, I said, “Twenty-two years older.”
“What!” Lily shrieked. “How? You have to tell me!”
“You really want to hear this?”
She nodded her head like a little girl ready for a story.
“Well…Lori was her name, and she was a widow. She was thirty-nine, and I was eighteen. She’d come over to ask Hank, the rancher I worked for, if he had any strong ranch hands who could unload a tractor of hay and put it in her barn. He sent me and two other guys. When we were done, she asked me to stay and help with a few other things, so I did. As the weeks went on, she asked Hank if she could use me for more and more stuff. She started bringing me iced tea, then food, encouraging me to take breaks. Then it became lunch in the house, then dinner. Until one night she told me she wanted me to, um…take her over the table.”
Lily’s eyes went wide. “Oh my God. Is that how she actually said it?”
I could see the wild curiosity in Lily’s eyes. “No, she bluntly asked me to fuck her over the table.”
“Did you?”
I laughed. “I was a horny eighteen-year-old boy attracted to an insanely hot older woman, so yes, I did. Had no idea what she wanted from me, really. I’d had sex before, but it was just with girls my own age. I’d never taken anyone over anything.”
“Did she teach you things?” Lily asked.
I felt my cheeks heat.
“You’re blushing, and you can’t blame it on the fever, so that means she totally did! Tell me what she taught you.”
“Lily, this isn’t really a—”
Holding up her hand, she said, “If you say ‘proper conversation,’ I’m going to punch you, sick or not. I want to know! This is like a movie where an older woman seduces a young boy and teaches him everything naughty.”
I laughed.
“So did she?”
“Teach me naughty things?” I asked, the corner of my mouth pulled up in a smirk.
Her eyes fell to my mouth. When her gaze lifted and clashed with mine, she licked her lips and whispered, “Yes.”
I looked back down at the tray. “She did. She told me exactly what she wanted me to do that first night, and I did it.”
“Her on the table?”
I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation. “She wanted me to fuck her from behind. So I did. The next time I came over, she had me do something else.”
“What?” Lily asked, breathless.
“Oral sex.”
Her eyes went wide. “Oh. On her? Or her to you?”
I rubbed the back of my neck. “Lily, we’re friends, but this seems…”
“Are you embarrassed to talk about sex?”
“No, but it’s you.”
“So? I’m curious, and I think that’s healthy and nothing to be ashamed of. I’ve also had a very vanilla sex life.”
“Do I get to ask questions about your sex life?”
She held up her hands. “I’m an open book. It’s kind of boring, and I’ve never had a guy bend me over a table or give me oral sex—”
I groaned. “Lily, please don’t tell me things like that.”
The brightness in her eyes faltered some. “Why?”
I exhaled. “Friends or not, I’m still a guy. You’re still a beautiful woman.”
“Does it turn you on to talk about what you and Lori did?”
No, but thinking about doing it to you does.
All I could do was shake my head.
“So…? The oral sex?”
The moment I started to talk, I knew I’d regret telling her. My dick would be hard for an hour. I’d dream of being with Lily now and would most likely need to jack off in a cold shower. Fuck the lukewarm one.