He was blushing and couldn’t really think of anything that would help him save in that moment, but she managed to save them both a few seconds later. Bringing both hands up to his face, she pulled him down for a soft, sensual kiss. Since he’d been expecting a quick peck on the lips, he was surprised to feel her lips part for a moment and then close once more against his. It was over a split-second later, leaving him feeling a little light-headed.
“Mmm,” she said, smiling up at him. “Tall, handsome, and a good kisser,” she said.
He laughed, shaking his head. “You’re incredible.”
She smiled, then kissed him again before stepping back and holding her hand up to his chest. “That’s all you get until you call or text me again, mister.”
Don smiled, chuckling as he stood there not moving.
“Ugh, fine,” she said, and leaned in again, kissing him then laughing and stepping back. “I really do need to stop before I embarrass myself anymore,” she said, her face blushing slightly.
Don’s head was swimming, and he was having trouble focusing.
“You know,” she said as she adopted a pensive look. “It’s still pretty early and you’re a lot of fun. Can we go back to your place and watch a movie or something?”
His eyes grew wide, and she laughed once more.
“I’m not implying sex,” she clarified, playfully swatting his shoulder. “I told you; no more kisses until you text me again.”
He immediately pulled out his phone and unlocked it, then started typing a message to her. She burst out laughing and covered her face for a moment. “I guess I set myself up for that one,” she said.
He smiled, then tossed his phone back in his pocket. “My place is fine,” he said. “I’m sure we can find something to watch.”
She squeezed his hands happily and turned to hop into the truck.
***
Back at the house, he gave Candy a tour before they settled in the living room and turned on the TV.
“Can I get you a drink?” he offered.
“I’ll take a beer if you have one,” she said, surprising him yet again.
“Sure,” he replied, then went and fetched a couple from the kitchen.
She’d found the TV control and he smiled at the sight of her making herself comfortable on the couch and flipping through the channels. She settled on an 80’s movie and patted the spot beside her as he came back to sit down, beers in hand.
“Here you go,” he said, handing her one.
The movie was about half over, but she was much more interested in snuggling up to him and cuddling anyway. True to her word though, she didn’t try and kiss him again. She wasn’t opposed to holding his hand, though, and more than once brought it over to her lap to clutch at it with both of her own.
They talked some more, but mostly just enjoyed each other’s company and only sparingly watched the movie. By the time it ended, he was already looking forward to the next time he was going to get to see her.
“I have to say… it’s been a long time since I’ve had a date this nice,” he said after she turned to look at him.
“I know what you mean,” she agreed quietly. “I keep expecting one of us to scare the other off and ruin it.”
“Me too,” he said with a chuckle.
“If I’m being honest, I don’t want it to end,” she said, blushing slightly.
“I didn’t expect anything more than a hug or a smile after dinner,” Don said. “I don’t want to rush things with you.”
He must have said the perfect thing, because she smiled widely and nodded just before she leaned in and kissed him again. This time it lingered, her tongue sliding softly against his as she pulled at his shirt.
“Mmm…” she said, breaking the kiss a few seconds later. “You’re such a good kisser. It’s making it hard for me to behave myself.”
“Well then stop kissin’ me!” he said playfully, eliciting a delightful sound laugh.
“Don’t wanna,” she protested, and kissed him again.
Breaking it the second time, she sighed and sat back, then looked up at him. “If you want, I guess you can drive me home now. I can’t promise that I won’t kiss you more, though.”
Taking a chance, he pulled her waist a bit, drawing her in and kissing her again. She whimpered excitingly, the sound betraying her surprise and approval of him taking the initiative. Tongues pushed together, warmth and wetness sliding between the two. She turned a little more toward him and leaned in, one hand going to his chest and the other straying to his belt. Her fingers began to pull at the clasp when they heard the sound of keys in the lock at the front door.
Both looked at each other and sat back upright, amused expressions coming to each of them.
“That must be one of my boys,” he explained
She sighed, the took a deep breath before standing and offering him a hand up. “I can’t wait to continue this some time,” she said, and kissed him a final time before heading toward the kitchen, his hand in hers.
As they reached the archway that led from the living room to the kitchen, Don and Candy both froze. Jessie and Dexter were stumbling inside but hadn’t noticed the two of them yet.
Dexter spun his girlfriend around quickly and pushed her into the kitchen, his hand moving to grip a clump her hair roughly. She didn’t look like she disliked her hair being pulled, though, and had looked up to see the two of them staring.
“Hi, Papa,” she said as Dexter pushed her forward to the counter and forced a moan from her. As they watched, Dexter reached up and roughly gripped Jessie’s exposed breast, her dress having been torn open in the front.
He stammered something in greeting but didn’t exactly know what he’d said.
“Sorry,” Jessie said through an audible moan. “We couldn’t control ourselves.”
“Hey guys!” Candy said, her reaction to the situation much different than Don’s.
He couldn’t focus, his attention on how delicious Jessie looked in that moment and the visceral eroticism of the encounter. He was vaguely aware of Candy talking with Jessie while Dexter continued what he was doing.
“Come on, handsome,” Candy said, drawing his attention as she grabbed his arm again. “We better leave these two alone before we get swept up in the fun.”
A few more seconds of foreplay ensued before Candy pulled him through the kitchen to the front door while calling out for Jessie and Dexter to have fun.
Outside, she burst out laughing as Don stood in embarrassed silence.
“I…” he stammered, trying to find the right combination of words to explain what the hell that was.
“Let’s go get a drink and talk,” she suggested, looping her arm in his and heading for his truck. “I know a place near my house.”
Surprised that she wasn’t offended, Don took a few seconds to register what she’d said as they walked. After opening her door to let her in, he hopped in on his side and pulled out. They talked idly while she gave him directions. Pulling into the moderately packed parking lot, he found a spot and they hopped out.
He liked that she let him open the door for her, and even more when she slid her hand in his once they’d entered. Finding a table, they ordered a couple of beers when the waitress came up, and conversation seemed to halt while they waited for their drinks. After the young woman dropped off their drinks, he took a swig and cleared his throat, but she spoke first.
“Erin was right about those two,” she said, leaning into him a bit. “Jessie and Dexter,” she clarified.
“Oh?” he asked.
“She said that Jessie was an unapologetic flirt and that Dex was really good looking, just like his father.” As she spoke, she looked up at his face with a fire smoldering in her gorgeous green eyes.
Don couldn’t help himself and blushed a bit, then chuckled and shook his head as she snickered. He recovered quickly though and looked back at her.
“So that’s why you wanted to go out with me, then?” he asked raising a single eyebrow at her.
“Because you’re sexy?” she asked playfully. “No, but it certainly didn’t hurt things.”
“Ha,” he told her. “So that scene in my kitchen just now didn’t bother you?”
She snickered. “My own kids are known to do similar things,” she shrugged. “Well, Erin is at least. She and her boyfriend have an interesting relationship.”
She took another drink before continuing. “But no, Don, it didn’t bother me. I probably shouldn’t say this… but you have me pretty turned on and that little display we witnessed didn’t help things.”
“Oh really?” he asked, then lifted her chin and planted a kiss on her soft, red lips.
“Mmm,” she whispered after he broke the embrace a few moments later. “You’re not playing fair.”
With a laugh, he sat back a bit and looked back at her happily.
“I’m just glad that I don’t have to apologize for those two,” he said.
Candy waved the thought away, then smiled and slid even closer. “So… should we have the talk?”